Ye Long also gradually saw clearly that there were several thatched huts and wooden houses scattered on the nearby hillside. Ye Long thought: The people living here are probably lunatics.
Tian Qing stood up and said, "We must not be discovered. These people are all lunatics."
Ye Long nodded, and then stretched his stiff muscles: "But Ye Long can't tell the direction now, how can he go out?"
Before Tian Qing could answer, he suddenly squatted in the grass. Ye Long reacted and immediately squatted in the grass.
I saw a few villagers slowly walking by carrying a small box. They walked in unison and looked straight ahead, just like the legendary Yin soldiers borrowing the road.
When they passed by, Ye Long couldn't help but say: "How evil."
Tian Qing whispered: "Follow me and take a look."
After following them furtively for more than ten minutes, they finally saw their destination, a ruined temple.
Ye Long understood something: "This is a whole damn village cult." Tian Qing said: "Shut up and keep your voice down."
Several villagers carried the box and walked in. After a while, the villagers came out carrying the box again, but the box seemed to be much lighter, so the villagers did not work so hard.
The villagers walked away, and Ye Long and Tian Qing sneaked into the temple quietly. The temple was in an extremely dilapidated state. It had a broken temple, a dry well, and dead trees. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned for decades.
There is a wooden sculpture in the middle of the temple. It is neither a Bodhisattva nor an immortal, but a monster with five different animal heads. The weirdest thing is that the whole body of the wooden sculpture is shining with a strange red light. Ye Long stepped forward and took a closer look.
Look, the wood carvings are all covered with fresh blood. The strong smell of blood made Ye Long gag.
Tian Qing wiped the wooden carving with a rag on the ground.
"Hey, this wood carving is purple?" Ye Long was surprised.
"No, this is coagulated human blood."
"Holy shit, how many people have these lunatics killed?"
"I don't know, let's go look around."
Ye Long continued to study this wood carving. Its five heads are snake head, rat head, hedgehog head, weasel head and fox head. They are all extremely evil animals in legend. No matter where you stand, one of the five heads will always be dead.
Staring at you is chilling. It seems that only these madmen would worship them.
At this time, Tianqing called outside: "Ye Long, come out and take a look!"
"Oh, Tianqing, what's going on?" Ye Long put down the wood carving he was playing with and asked Tianqing. The temple was completely silent and filled with a strong gloomy atmosphere, which made Ye Long feel uneasy.
Thinking of something, Ye Long lifted up the wood carving and looked at the bottom of it. There was a line of worn small characters. For some reason, Ye Long felt that his name was hidden in this line of characters.
Shaking his head, Ye Long laughed at himself: "Why does my name appear here? It seems that this place is really deserted." Also, Ye Long has never been here, how can he have his name.
"Tianqing, are you still here?" Ye Long realized that he was delayed and immediately called out to Tianqing, but he didn't hear any reply. Ye Long panicked, "They couldn't have been kidnapped by those villagers!"
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Throwing down the wood carving, Ye Long immediately ran outside the small temple. Sure enough, Tian Qing's figure was nowhere to be seen, the only ones were boring rocks, grass and trees. Ye Long didn't dare to move too much and didn't make a sound. He just searched back and forth around the temple.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ye Long panted and sat down on a big rock, complaining: "It's so true that Tian Qing is running around here and there, but no one has been found yet!"
"It can't be that something happened..." Ye Long suddenly thought of the corpse that had died in a terrible state before, and swallowed, but still emboldened himself, "Why are you thinking so much? If you can't find it again, just go
Look at the wooden house over there!”
Ye Long had no doubt that the villagers would kill anyone, but he saw the blood on the wooden sculptures.
As soon as he stood up and took a step, Ye Long heard a "crack" sound, as if something fell to the ground. After taking a closer look, Ye Long almost fell to the ground: "This...isn't this the wood carving?"
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Breathing heavily, the beating of Ye Long's heart gradually stabilized. He picked up the wooden sculpture and stuffed it roughly into his coat, thinking: if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes, the earth will cover it, Ye Long is no longer afraid of you as a wooden sculpture!
Crawling in the grass in the distance, Ye Long was still struggling in his heart: Should he really risk his life to search for traces of Tian Qing in those huts?
Ye Long cursed, thinking in his heart, this village is so evil, he definitely can't escape by himself, and if he finds Tian Qing, he can have a helper.
But if Tian Qing died, wouldn't he also be involved in the search for him?
Thinking of the corpse chopped into pieces with a pickaxe, Ye Long shuddered.
"Let's fight, I want to see who they are."
Ye Long thought for a moment, then went into the woods, found a man holding a handy stone to defend himself, and quietly walked in the direction where the villagers carrying boxes were walking.
After some time, Ye Long saw a bunch of thatched houses. At this time, the morning sun was rising, and the light was broken by the leaves. It shone on Ye Long's face, but it felt cool and cool.
"Modern people?"
After getting closer, Ye Long discovered that there was a woman wearing modern clothes on the east side of the thatched house, tied to the thick wooden stake.
"I don't know what you are here for. Let's go and have a look. Maybe this little girl can take Ye Long out."
Ye Long clutched the stone tightly and trotted over. Just as he was approaching the first thatched hut, a villager suddenly walked out of it. He was so frightened that his breath stopped and he quickly hid behind the thatched hut.
After a while, I found that many villagers wearing commoners came out of each thatched house. They looked no different from modern people. Their wheat-colored skin was reddish, and they looked extremely strong.
After walking out, without saying a word, they all knelt down and worshiped in front of the half-red sun that was rising.
Then the women sang some songs that Ye Long couldn't understand, with beautiful melodies, like women from a foreign land covered in mysterious veils whispering in his ears.
The men knelt down and worshiped without saying a word, with solemn and solemn expressions on their faces.
"Four worships?" Ye Long counted the number of times they knelt down and thought to himself, "Is this a sacrifice?"
While they were wondering, four women appeared out of nowhere. Two of them were holding finely crafted wooden wine cups and stood on either side of the crowd.
The other two women used what looked like wine bottles to pour wine for the woman holding the wine glass.
"It is indeed a sacrifice. But why are they arresting people??"
Ye Long watched the actions of the villagers and was lost in thought for a while, not noticing that the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer...
Snap!
A palm was placed on Ye Long's shoulder, and his hair suddenly stood up...