Mo Jing's frown deepened upon hearing this. He asked in confusion, "Do we have to sacrifice children? Why don't humans take up arms and resist?"

The beggars were suddenly stunned, as if they were lost in some memories.

"We are no match for the monsters. By sacrificing those children, we can live longer. Monsters prefer to eat children anyway." A beggar sighed.

But Mo Jing could sense in their attitude that they took it for granted, or perhaps they had become numb to the matter.

In order to survive, they sacrificed their children to the monster.

In a way, they are extremely selfish.

After Mo Jing realized this, he fell silent. His enthusiasm for these beggars suddenly dropped and he no longer took the initiative to talk to them.

Mo Jing's expression suddenly froze. He was puzzled. Why hadn't Ah Yun arrived yet? Could she have been held up by something?

He stood up and tried to leave the area, but found that he couldn't.

He and Chu Mingbai were both confined to this small area and could not leave.

"Hiss..." Chu Mingzhi gasped in pain. His face was bruised and swollen, and he was limping. There were now many footprints on his already tattered clothes.

Mo Jing glanced at him with a smile.

Seeing this, Chu understood that he was mocking him. He was so angry that he was about to burst out. He rushed towards Mo Jing, wanting to beat him up, but Mo Jing quickly dodged him.

Bang!

Chu Mingbai fell to the ground and ate a mouthful of mud. He shouted with hatred, "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

He has been forced to collapse by this broken illusion!

Go to hell, beggars!

Fuck you lowlifes!

…

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened.

Yun Zheng was still wandering around Tian Village. Although she couldn't find Mo Jing, she could find Chu Yuan and Huyan Yu. They would give her the stones they found from time to time.

She used a knife borrowed from the villagers to carve rune patterns on the stones and finally placed them in various locations in Tiancun.

After all this trouble, more than an hour passed and it was almost midnight.

Yun Zheng had just put down a stone carved with rune patterns somewhere and was about to return to the village chief's house when she caught a glimpse of the village chief's figure out of the corner of her eye.

In the dim night, the village chief ran very fast with a cane. Although he looked a little funny, his old face was solemn and anxious. He saw Yun Zheng at a glance.

His eyes lit up.

"Master, Master! I finally found you! The sacrifice ceremony is about to begin! Everyone in the village is waiting for you!"

Before Yun Zheng could say anything, the village chief hurriedly pulled Yun Zheng back.

Yun Zheng saw this and did not stop it.

Is everyone in the village waiting? Doesn't that mean Mo Jing will be there too? Where are the beautiful Qingqing and the others?

Along the way, she could notice that the huts around her were quiet.

It's so weird.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, she could still hear the villagers talking in the house...

Yun Zheng looked up at the village chief thoughtfully.

What comes next is the highlight.

Soon, Yun Zheng followed the village chief to the entrance of the village. Several white lanterns were hung on the wooden pillars at the entrance. The wind blew slightly, and the lanterns fluttered slightly.

It's a bit eerie and scary.

There are more villagers in Tiancun than she imagined.

There are five to six hundred people in total, among whom are dozens of disciples from the three major families.

Yun Zheng looked around and only found Mo Jing in the corner of the crowd.

Her heart sank. Yu Qiu and the others were not here.

At this time, the girl's shrill cry was heard.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

Some are too sharp, like ghosts coming to collect debts.

Yun Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl tied up on the plaque with the words "Tiancun" at the entrance of the village. The little girl's feet were dangling in the air and she was flapping her feet constantly.

"Wow, I don't want to die..."

It’s Xiaoya!

Yun Zheng's face was slightly cold and she remained silent. At the call of the village chief, she was brought to the small altar at the front entrance of the village.

The village chief knelt respectfully, holding a peach wood sword in both hands and passing it to Yun Zheng, pleading devoutly: "Master, please kill the monster and protect our Tian Village!"

"Master, please kill the monster!"

The villagers knelt down one after another, including the disciples of the three major families who had sneaked in and Wanqi Shan.

Wanqi Shan was now hidden in the middle of the crowd. His eyes darkened, and he felt aggrieved and unhappy. Why was Yun Zheng a Taoist priest?! And they could only be villagers!

If Chu had heard clearly what he was thinking, his anger would have burned even more fiercely. He was the young master of the Chu family, but he couldn't even be a villager. He could only be a beggar and was beaten up!

The physical and mental harm this illusion caused him was simply unforgivable!

Yun Zheng calmly took the peach wood sword raised by the village chief. She said coldly, "Since you all want me to kill the monster, then why do you still want to hang Xiaoya on this plaque of Tiancun? Don't you trust me?"

When these words were spoken, the village chief and others were stunned.

Yun Zheng gripped the hilt of the peach wood sword tightly. With a twist of her wrist, she pointed the sword at the village chief's carotid artery. She chuckled and said, "Speak."

The village chief's pupils shrank, he was terrified, and his body began to tremble.

"Master, it's not that we don't trust you, it's because... because those six monsters are too terrifying. We have to make a second plan. If the monsters get angry, we can sacrifice Xiaoya to save the lives of everyone in Tiancun!"

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