In the world of ghost stories, dawn has arrived.

On the sixth day, the chosen ones were awakened early by the crowing of roosters.

Last night was another night of escaping death. Except for a few people, no one else slept well. The dark circles under their eyes made them look a little depressed.

Bai Ye started another day of playing badly, and it was impossible to worship the mountain god.

The other selected ones followed the villagers to climb the mountain and worship the mountain god as usual.

At first everything was the same as the previous few days, and there were no accidents. However, when they arrived at the mountain temple, an accident happened.

Inside the mountain temple.

When they finished worshiping the mountain god and were about to leave, he suddenly fainted.

Not only the chosen ones, but also the sister and the villagers outside fainted for no reason. People in front of the live broadcast room could see wisps of black smoke floating out from their bodies and gathering in the mountain god statue.

As time passed, the closed eyes of the mountain god statue opened.

Outside, everyone who was nervously watching all this in front of the live broadcast room felt as if those eyes were looking at them.

Even through the screen, I felt a chill all over my body.

When people thought that a large number of the chosen ones would die this time, nothing happened.

The fainted villagers and the chosen ones woke up almost at the same time, with confusion on their faces, and they had no idea what had just happened.

Finally, the village chief stood up and said that this was the appearance of the mountain god.

However, a few careful selectors clearly felt the village chief's panic when he said this.

Leon stood in the crowd, frowning at the village chief whose eyes were wandering and who kept swallowing his saliva. He suspected that this old man was fooling everyone.

He tried to recall what happened before he fell into a coma, but his mind was blank.

Memory tampered with?

It can't be that he's crazy, right?

Leon felt uneasy and subconsciously looked at his sister beside him.

My sister had a blank expression on her face, and her eyes revealed something strange, like mockery, resentment, and a bit of confusion.

What is going on?

Something has been wrong with my sister since last night, and it's even more obvious today.

The rules said to be careful with the sister at night, and now he felt that he needed to be careful with the sister during the day as well.

Leon was depressed.

well……

The only thing that comforted him was that the dungeon would end tomorrow and he could leave this godforsaken place.

The other side.

Ian and his sister were walking down the mountain. Today was a rare occasion that he didn't come to torture his sister's ears.

Ian followed his sister quietly, but his mind was already somewhere else.

During his coma just now, he seemed to hear the voices of many women, who were asking him for help, and the way to save them was to smash the statue of the mountain god and destroy the mountain god temple on the mountain.

Ian wasn't sure whether to do this.

Although he also disliked this so-called mountain god, he had to consider passing the level more.

He didn't know if doing so would affect his clearance.

Moreover, who knows if it was the copy that was causing trouble and was trying to kill him.

At this moment, he really wanted to know if other people had received the same request as him...

But, do we need the state to issue a reminder?

No, since he received the call for help while he was unconscious, it must be the same for others.

If he asks the country for help, you can imagine how those brainless politicians will threaten other small countries to send reminders to their elected officials.

For him, the opportunity to be prompted is dispensable, but for other selected candidates it may be a life-saving straw.

Thinking of this, Ian shook his head again and again.

He couldn't do that, God would be unhappy...

Not to mention God, he himself doesn't want to do this, which really makes things difficult for Father Death.

In fact, Ian was the only one who received the message for help, but no one else knew this.

Although there were some accidents when worshiping the mountain god, the other villagers still took turns to go in and worship. The selected ones who completed the worship first followed my sister down the mountain.

Some people have noticed the changes in my sister and started to be wary.

Those who were more carefree also discovered the problem after returning.

The usually gentle and easygoing sister didn't even cook today, and told the chosen ones to go into the kitchen if they wanted to eat, otherwise they would go hungry...

When my sister looked at them, anyone with normal vision could see the greed in her eyes.

But she seemed to be restraining herself.

From time to time, the elder sister would appear behind them, grab their necks, and scratch their skin with her long nails.

When they thought they were going to die, the sister suddenly let go and went back to her room without saying a word.

This made them wonder if their sister was suffering from schizophrenia.

The chosen ones were terrified, and some of them chose to resist when their sister threatened them. The consequences were self-evident, and several more of the chosen ones died in one afternoon.

When the sun set, Bai Ye came to the village chief's house.

The village chief welcomed Bai Ye's arrival and even drove out his wife, son, daughter-in-law and grandson just to chat with Bai Ye alone.

If the village chief's eyes were not filled with pure kindness, even Bai Ye would have suspected that the old man had taken a fancy to him.

At this time, the atmosphere in the house was somewhat awkward, with only him and the village chief.

The village chief held corn in one hand and roasted sweet potatoes in the other. There was also a box of peach blossom cakes on the table. He enthusiastically asked Bai Ye what he wanted to eat.

Bai Ye doesn't want to eat anything.

He carefully considered his words and chatted with the village chief in a normal tone.

"Village Chief, how long has our village had the tradition of worshipping the mountain god?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and then he stammered for a long time, "Probably, it started from my grandfather's generation."

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