Chapter 635 I Work in Infinite Stream (35)

Because of the sudden death of this player, everyone was a little more wary.

The village chief came late, and when he saw the corpse on the ground, there was a bit of pity on his old and compassionate face, "Poor child."

Then……

There is no more.

The village chief never looked at the dead player again, as if he didn't exist.

He told them lovingly that they would also go out to look for Ghost Flower today, but this time he didn't lead them the way.

A player asked, "Why?"

The village chief sighed, "Son, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's that our village doesn't have enough manpower, so you can go by yourself and remember to come back before dark."

not enough people?

There are many people in the village.

Why is there not enough staff?

What are they going to do?

The village head sent them to the entrance of the village and watched them leave.

"I always feel that something is going to happen in the village, why don't we keep some people?" He Ming suggested.

"The village chief sent us here personally, but he didn't want us to stay in the village... Will we offend them if we go back?"

"Of course I'm going back secretly."

"Mr. Li, what do you think?" Someone asked Li Sheng.

Li Sheng thought for a moment and said, "Two people can be left behind, but it may be dangerous."

There will be dangers, but it is also possible to uncover clues that were not there before.

It's a danger and an opportunity...

The remaining candidates became a problem.

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Li Sheng had no intention of staying, and finally selected two people to stay in the village, while the rest set off to continue looking for Ghost Flower.

Of the two remaining players, one is He Ming. He is more clever and has more ideas. He can adapt to the situation by staying here.

Another young man named Wang Zhong, with a cropped cut and tattoos on his neck, looked quite capable of fighting.

With one brain and one thug, as long as there is no infighting, they will not be in too much danger staying in the village.

After He Ming waited for Li Sheng to leave with the others, he said to Wang Zhong: "Let's go back secretly."

Wang Zhong had no objection: "Yes."

When they came out, they could still see villagers at the entrance of the village, but when they returned to the entrance of the village, every house closed their doors.

The whole village fell into a kind of eerie silence.

They were thinking about how to lurk back secretly, but now they don't need it at all.

He Ming looked at the door of a family to make sure there was no one inside.

"Where did they go?" Wang Zhong came from another house, "I didn't see any of them."

He Ming thought for a while: "Go to the village chief's house and have a look."

The two rushed to the village chief's house again.

The door of the village chief's house was also closed, and no one was there.

"Search separately."

"good."

He Ming and Wang Zhong walked around the village without seeing even a ghost.

The two returned to the village chief's house again, and while they were discussing, He Ming caught a glimpse of someone approaching in the distance.

He immediately pulled the kings into hiding.

The one who came back was Ah Shui, the son of the village chief.

Ah Shui quickly entered the house, took the things wrapped in red cloth, and left quickly.

He Ming winked at Wang Zhong: "Follow up."

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Ah Shui walked so fast that he almost had to run in the end.

He was walking on a small path, with unknown small flowers blooming on the side of the path, and the weeds were getting taller and taller, almost drowning them in it.

About twenty minutes later, He Ming heard crying.

The cry of a woman.

"He's still young, let me go...let me go!! Don't let him go, I beg you."

"Pingniang, it's your family's turn this year, there's nothing you can do about it, stop making trouble, it concerns our entire village."

"Don't...don't take my child away."

"Pull Apinniang aside."

He Ming and Wang Zhong hid in the weeds, watching the scene over there.

Villagers are surrounding a mother and child. The mother is tightly protecting the child in her arms, and the villagers are trying to pull the child over.

He Ming lowered his voice and said, "Speaking of which, it seems that there are not many children in the village."

It was late on the day they arrived, and many villagers did not show up.

On the second day, they were taken out to look for ghost flowers. From the third day until yesterday, it was raining, and the villagers hardly went out.

So they never found the problem.

But seeing the mother and child being dragged over there at this time, He Ming suddenly realized that there are too few children in this village...

"What are they doing?" Wang Zhong asked strangely.

There are quite a few villagers over there, and there seems to be something behind them, but it is blocked at this time.

"Pingniang, don't waste any more time, give us the child quickly."

"He is going to serve the snake god, and there will be no pain."

The villagers and A Pingniang tugged back and forth and moved away to let He Ming see what was behind them.

It was a big black pit.

As if it had been burned by fire, the edges of the pit were scorched black and not a single blade of grass could grow.

A Pingniang's child was still snatched by the villagers.

A Pingniang, who was crying loudly, was pulled aside by the villagers, who pressed him firmly.

When the child was brought before the village chief, there was not much panic on his face, but a numb calm.

The village chief raised his hand to the child's forehead, and an old voice sounded slowly: "My child, you are going to complete your mission."

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The villagers put the child on the stone in the middle of the pit with wooden planks, and when the child went up, they immediately removed the plank.

That big rock became an isolated island, and with the child's ability, he couldn't leave it at all.

He Ming and Wang Zhong couldn't see whether the stone was standing in the middle out of thin air or whether there was some support underneath.

The child stood on the stone, and some of the villagers began to perform some ancient and strange sacrifice ceremony around him.

Weird chants overflowed from the mouths of the villagers.

With their chants, the surrounding wind seemed to disappear without a trace, only their voices echoed slowly.

This ceremony should not be completed for a while, the elderly village chief stood aside and watched.

Ah Shui stood next to his father, and asked respectfully, "Father, will the selection of the next sacrificial priest still be determined by drawing lots in previous years?"

"There are fewer and fewer people in our village." The village chief sighed, "When those foreigners come back tonight, you..."

Before the village chief could speak, a slight vibration suddenly came from the ground.

Ah Shui was taken aback, "The snake god came so fast this year?"

The vibration on the ground became more and more intense, as if something was approaching them.

"It shouldn't be..." The village chief also had an expression of disbelief, staring at the big dark pit.

But the familiar vibration on the ground actually told the village head that it was the snake god who came.

"Quick... get out of there!!"

The village chief just came to his senses at this time, and shouted at the villagers over there.

The villagers hesitated, and quickly left the edge of the pit under the urging of the village chief.

They retreated to the head of the village, and everyone knelt reverently to the ground.