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Chapter 30 Sacrifice Ceremony



Chapter 30 Sacrifice Ceremony

Mo Weiqian did not continue to follow the 'butcher'. When the time was almost up and he returned to the courtyard, Shao Nan and Meng Yunqi were already waiting for him.

Seeing him coming back, Meng Yunqi came up to him anxiously: "Why did you come back just now? You didn't reply to my message. Did something happen to you?"

Just when Mo Weiqian was about to comfort him, he saw Shao Nan standing aside, looking around and touching things. He seemed very busy while constantly looking over here.

There is no way, it is human nature to love to eat melons.

Mo Weiqian pulled the anxious Meng Yunqi to stand still, and called out to Shao Nan in front of the room, "Shao Nan, come here."

Shao Nan, whose name was called, coughed lightly, walked over while tidying up his clothes and said, "I'm here. What's the matter?" After saying that, he looked at the two of them with an innocent face.

Mo Weiqian looked at him meaningfully and said, "Keep pretending, keep pretending!"

Shao Nan didn't want to argue with the boss and quickly changed the subject:

"I went out to investigate the terrain. Our Room 236 is at the southernmost part of Fengling Village. It is backed by the mountain and the northernmost part is the village entrance. Villagers live on the east and west sides, a total of households. The center is the altar, and there is a lake to the west, called Yongshou Lake."

Mo Weiqian glanced at him leisurely: "You are quite fast."

Shao Nan, who always felt that his leader had some hidden meaning, touched his nose.

Meng Yunqi: "Lake? How did the lake come about here, surrounded by mountains?"

Shao Nan looked strange: "I also felt it was strange, so I asked the nearby villagers. I found several families, but they were all very xenophobic and wanted to kick me out without any explanation."

He was quite angry when he talked about this, and continued:

"Finally, I found a 7 or 8-year-old kid and performed a magic trick with playing cards to make him open his mouth. He just said that this lake was a gift from the banyan tree. Before I left, he told me not to drink the water from the lake."

Mo Weiqian said slowly: "What does a banyan tree look like?"

Shao Nan thought about it and said, "The root is about as thick as five or six people hugging each other. It grows intricately and sits by the lake, but it looks like... it's dying."

"I checked it out. The soil around it was very dry. I could smell the rotting roots in the cracks. The trunk was bare and there were only a few branches and leaves. If it wasn't for the kid saying that, I wouldn't have recognized it as a banyan tree."

Mo Weiqian nodded: "The banyan tree itself has strong vitality and represents longevity. The banyan tree itself also means good luck and wealth. The child was young, and the changes here may have already happened when he was born. The adults changed the version of the fairy tale to a banyan tree."

"This mountain village is secluded and primitive, suppressing ghosts and worshipping gods."

"It is very likely that the lake is not a gift from the banyan tree, but from 'God'."

Shao Nan showed a look of sudden enlightenment: "In other words, God is about to die?"

"I'm just guessing..." Before he could finish the rest of his sentence, a familiar rustling sound came from behind him.

The Butcher had changed back to the way he was dressed when the player first saw him, but the stench on his body was extremely strong.

Mo Weiqian squinted his eyes slightly because of the smoke. How many pigs and sheep must this madman have slaughtered to vent his anger to make such an eye-catching sight!

At this time, the gloomy mood at noon seemed to have been swept away. An aura of excitement permeated his whole body, and his high emotions dyed his originally pale cheeks red.

Compared with the 'pig butcher' at noon, it added a touch of weird disgust.

The originally stiff and expressionless face, now had eyes flashing with murderous light, and seemed to be trying hard to restrain himself. The corners of his mouth were pulled up high, revealing a huge and frightening smile that was extremely unnatural:

"Let's go... the sacrifice has begun."

After saying this, he led the way in front, and soon they arrived at the central altar.

Village chief Wang Hongfu was already waiting upstairs.

Their room No. 4 was in a remote location so they arrived the latest. All the players stood on the right side of the altar. After the butcher led them away, they returned to the villagers.

Mo Weiqian's team stood at the end of the player line. On the altar were the black goat head and pig head from the lunch table, and below them were four sacrificial vessels inlaid with ornaments and glittering with gems and gold.

Many players looked extremely unhappy when they saw the black goat head and the pig head.

Especially the old couple in Room 1, although they were wary, they still looked relaxed.

The two new players next to them, one male player was trying to vomit, and the other had fear in his eyes, as if the male player's fate would be his future.

When Liang Yuxin turned around to look at him, Mo Weiqian had already withdrawn his gaze.

He seems to be a very sensitive type.

After the player stood still, a young and strong man under Wang Hongfu draped a scarlet robe over his shoulders. Wang Hongfu half raised his head and stared straight in a certain direction in the void.

Mo Weiqian followed his eyes and saw the place where the tall tower that flashed by should have been.

But why is it gone?...

Wang Hongfu stood on the altar, sometimes muttering to himself, sometimes with his eyes wide open with anger.

Finally, he placed the sacrificial vessels in the four corners of southeast, northwest, and northeast, and said:

"The first act of the ritual, the prayer is complete."

"Please go to the second move, the villagers present gifts---"

After saying this, the village chief clasped his hands together with a pious attitude.

The villagers choose one person to represent the family and offer sacrifices.

All the offerings, without exception, were bloody meats. They were a mess of flesh and blood, and it was impossible to tell what kind of meat it was. The more hideous and bloody the meat was, the more praise it received from the village chief.

The sacrifice was almost coming to an end. At this moment, the familiar butcher came up with the familiar basin and rustling footsteps. He always had the unique skill of making the taste arrive before he did.

Various meat pastes and internal organs are mixed into a bowl of rich blood and meat tofu.

Meng Yunqi wanted to yue after just one look!

Mo Weiqian blocked his mouth first, and whispered in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Brother, we only have these little cookies. Don't spit them out. It's a waste."

Meng Yunqi whimpered until his eyes turned red. Brother! You are my brother! This is definitely murder!

Meng Yunqi looked at Shao Nan for help.

Shao Nan, with ten layers of imagination filters on the side, said that this was just a hobby. It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. How can he care about it? It must be a joke.

He immediately turned aside and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Meng Yunqi: ...

Shao Nan!!! Damn you!!!

After a while, a young female player was heard screaming in shock. The blood on the players' faces faded completely, and some of them even held their heads and shrank back, not daring to look at the bloody scene...

It turned out that the 'butcher' used his thin and long fingers to gradually dig his fingertips into the eye sockets. Half of his finger was dug into the eye sockets and he slowly pulled the eyeballs out. Blood mixed with light yellow body fluids flowed out of the eye sockets and dripped onto the ground.

Then he placed his eyeballs on the pot of bloody meat.


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