Chapter 27 Mountain God
The diary ends here.
The evil consequences that had been hidden in this village for decades have come to light again.
After the trio finished reading it, Lin Muyu closed the diary and threw it into the shadow. He gave the other few books to his teammates and started reading books about formations.
As time passed, the book also left indelible marks. Just flipping through it, you can see the page that the high priest often read.
It is an evil formation that absorbs the luck and vitality of others to benefit oneself.
Lin Muyu asked the two teammates beside him: "Did you see the black spots on the statue?"
Ye Yunhe shook his head to deny it.
"I saw it." Si Yu'an raised his head and replied, "Just like Qi Heng said, the people with wooden signs will be located first."
"At least the first person who was killed is still in the basement and hasn't woken up yet." Ye Yunhe pointed to the ground meaningfully and put forward his own idea:
"He will not let anyone in the village go. It will be useless even if we escape. So, do we need to save them?"
"I think so." Lin Muyu looked at the book in his hand and continued to look for a formation that would be helpful for clearing the level. "Isn't that how most novels are written? Use items from before death to regain consciousness, and then chant a spell to purify the wronged souls."
"Before death?"
Si and An thought for a moment and recalled the relevant information. His eyes lit up and an "!" seemed to appear in his head.
"Eighty percent of the villagers burned it. Qi Heng did say that there were hairbands and belts hidden in the high priest's house."
"Do you already believe that this is the process to get through customs?"
Ye Yunhe couldn't help but complain.
——
Qi Heng mingled among the crowd, trying hard to pass himself off as a gangster.
He covered his head with a look of pain and hissed a few times, attracting the attention of the big brother next to him.
"What's wrong, Xiao Heng? Have you been pushed to the limit by those sacrifices?"
"Yeah, I feel very dizzy. I have to ask the high priest to take a look when I get back."
The elder brother sighed deeply and apologized to him with some guilt: "I'm sorry, Xiaoheng, I thought you helped the man to untie the rope. In the end, you were tricked by the evil spirit again, and now there are still a group of people who are unable to get up due to the electric shock."
Qi Heng waved his hands and said in panic: "How could it be? For the sake of the mountain god, I am willing to pay anything."
"You've been through such a hard time, you should take a rest first." The elder brother took Qi Heng aside forcefully, made him sit down against a tree trunk, and put his hands on his shoulders to prevent him from getting up.
"They can't get far in such a short time. Leave this matter to us and just stay here!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, left Qi Heng a pot of water and a big bun, and left.
“…”
These villagers are really strong.
Qi Heng stood up without a word, rubbed his troubled shoulders, and communicated with the light ball in his mind:
"Okay, take off this shell."
The ball of light that had been waiting for its turn immediately responded.
As the light ball retracted its shell, Shi Xu felt a strange feeling as if his skin was being peeled off, and his head subconsciously felt a little numb. Soon, my body felt lighter and I felt that the wind was much cooler than before.
Shi Xu moved his limbs and stretched slowly, feeling as if his original body had been reset.
"...What a novel experience." He sighed.
Under the vest is another vest.
After changing clothes with one click, Shi Xu caught up with the big brother who had just left, reached out and patted him on the shoulder lightly, and smiled brightly when the other turned around and looked at the stranger in front of him in confusion.
"Then let's start with you."
At the moment their eyes met, the villager's eyes suddenly lost their luster and he stood stiffly in place.
It was as if invisible threads had invaded the brain, snatching control of the body. The self-awareness was wrapped up layer by layer, the mind was chaotic and unable to think, and one could only unconditionally obey the orders of the person in front of him.
"To touch more people"
This sentence revolved in my mind. The villager stretched out his body again. He smiled and nodded to Shi Xu, then turned around and continued searching the forest. No one knew that the mission in his mind had been changed. He looked no different from before.
Well, a lot of free labor is coming -
Shi Xu happily maintained his smile, feeling that the air was fresh and it felt great to not have a facial expression paralysis. He could make any expression he wanted.
"That's because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold back your laughter, so I deliberately made your face look paralyzed."
The ball of light looked at his sparkling smile and couldn't help but tell the truth.
Who made him create such a complicated character with so many twists and turns, one thing after another, which requires a very high level of acting skills? I was almost confused when I heard it. In order to reduce the difficulty of acting, it specially added a facial paralysis buff to the face.
Of course there are some personal grudges... but this is to make Shi Xu feel more relaxed, otherwise it would be so tiring to always pay attention to facial expressions!
"I see."
Shi Xu's eyes were dim. He thought that the light ball was not very skilled in pinching the shell for the first time.
"The buff you added is too big. Every time I make an expression, I have to use all my strength. I can hardly draw a gentle smile."
"It doesn't matter. I'm the one who draws the comics. I can draw whatever way you want to make people laugh."
"Oh."
Today's quarrel is over.
Shi Xu no longer paid attention to the naive newborn, and quickly walked to a mountain. He took out the small hoe in the space and started digging silently.
It was a bad idea. He thought.
They should have asked another NPC to do the job. How could a mastermind do such a thing? It's so shameful. It's the kind of scene that will lose a lot of fans after being drawn into comics.
But there was no other way. He had not yet determined the burial site of the sacrifice, so he could only mark the suspected location on the map and dig the ground himself. I hope he has better luck and doesn't have to rely on the guaranteed minimum to dig it up.
He worked hard to hoe the ground.
…
The villagers sent a signal of "mission accomplished".
Shi Xu silently looked at the hoe in his hand and the still empty pit in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
A bit of a letdown.
He took a deep breath, decisively threw away the hateful hoe, and ordered all the villagers to pick up their tools and head to the last predicted point.
Guangqiu watched the whole process, touched Shi Xu's head comfortingly, and tried hard to hold back his laughter. Its intuition told it that if it laughed out loud at this moment, it would definitely be held against by someone petty-minded.
"You can just laugh it off. I can feel you shaking in my head."
Shi Xu's disappeared smile shifted to the ball of light. It turns out that the expression changes from sparkling to sinister in just a matter of seconds.
The light ball suddenly felt a desire to survive, and it hurriedly used its energy to teleport Shi Xu to the last predicted point, so that the mastermind who had dug several pits would not have to go there in person.
The villagers walked fast to begin with, and under Shi Xu's unhappy manipulation they walked even faster. They all held farm tools in their hands and marched forward in several rows, looking mighty and intimidating.
After arriving at the destination, they found their respective positions according to orders, picked up the tools in their hands and started digging, with skilled movements and relaxed postures.
On the big tree, Shi Xu leaned lazily against the trunk, his hands idly resting on his bent knees, and his other leg hanging in the air, swaying slowly. He directed with ease, thinking that this was his comfort zone.
Just watching the NPCs working diligently, the well-organized scene below is very relaxing, except that because what are dug out are buckets of horrible white bones, the scene makes it look a bit like hell.
Ten barrels, twenty barrels...forty barrels, fifty barrels...
Qi Heng counted them one by one.
...Seventy barrels, seventy-eight barrels.
The number was correct, the order was changed, and the villagers under the tree suddenly stopped what they were doing, dropped the tools in their hands, and each picked up a wooden barrel.
Then, they left the place in an orderly manner, with dull eyes like puppets, and slowly walked towards the village entrance.
Because the mind was imprisoned, no one noticed that as the distance changed, the threads in the brain gradually stretched and tightened, as if they would break in the next moment. They just kept walking, ignoring any response.
“——”
There was a slight noise.
"Huh?"
The villager walking in front was suddenly stunned. He subconsciously weighed the things in his arms, stopped and looked around in confusion.
More and more people stopped beside him and looked around in confusion. Their memories were stuck and they couldn't remember what they were doing or what they were going to do, so they could only stare at each other.
The scene was a bit funny for a while.
"Oh!" The first villager suddenly woke up and said, "Weren't we looking for sacrifices just now?"
Yes, they were looking for a sacrifice.
Everyone woke up one after another, their minds became clear with these words, and they recalled what had just happened.
They divided the work to find the trace of the sacrifice, but after trying for a long time they returned empty-handed. They were all in low spirits on the way, worried about what to do for the sacrifice the day after tomorrow.
So that's how it is. They must be too tired and need to have a good rest tonight.
The high priest said he had a backup plan and that nothing would happen, so they should go back to the village quickly.
——
The trio is currently modifying the formation.
"Something happened?"
Suddenly, their keen five senses told them something was wrong, and they became alert.
They immediately put the blanket back on and laid it out, flattened the bulge, and left the mountain temple to check the situation.
The sound of gathering footsteps was heard in the distance. Si Yuan frowned and looked towards the mountains and forests, and found that the villagers had returned.
It was a huge group of people, with calm and optimistic smiles on their faces, without any trace of the bitterness they had before setting off. They were talking and laughing, their faces relaxed and they looked very happy.
If they weren't holding a barrel of bones.
The wooden barrel was still covered in mud, as if it had just been dug out of the earth. When the lid was opened, the pale skeleton inside was revealed, swaying slightly as it rose and fell. The chill seemed to penetrate into your spine the moment your eyes made contact, giving you a startling feeling.
Looking up, I saw the smiling faces of the villagers. In a trance, those vivid expressions suddenly became stiff, like a stuck puppet. They held the wooden barrels tightly in their arms without looking away, as if there was nothing in their hands.
The weird sense of fragmentation is as if images of different elements were forcibly spliced together, mixed and circulated, and finally generated such a weird picture.
"What's going on..."
Ye Yunhe felt something was wrong, so she tried to contact Qi Heng on the other side, but the communicator beeped for a while and showed that no one answered.
Her face darkened slightly and she looked at her teammates.
There was no time to analyze the NPC's outrageous behavior, something happened to Qi Heng.
"You two go and provide support, leave this to me." Lin Muyu calmed himself down, arranged the next steps, put away all the books, and walked towards the villagers.
There was no need to say more at this moment. Time was pressing. Ye Yunhe and Si Yu'an responded and immediately rushed to the forest.
After a while, the villagers saw Lin Muyu coming and stopped to ask, "You are the boy from the Lin family. Why are you in the village? Where is the high priest?"
"I came out late, and you guys had already set out. I met the high priest on the way, and he stopped me and asked me to help him with something and to pass on a message."
Lin Muyu ignored the glaring pale skeleton, smiled apologetically at the crowd, and pointed calmly towards the mountain temple.
"He asked me to go in with him, saying that the mountain god had woken up and he wanted to go and apologize for this matter."
"What? The mountain god has awakened!" The villagers were excited and cheered. "What about the high priest? Has he been taken to the temple by the mountain god to meet him?"
"Yes!"
Lin Muyu's tone became firm, and the obvious joy on his face was so great that his teammates would be shocked and take photos to commemorate the occasion.
"I watched the high priest put his hands together, closed his eyes, and turned his face toward the mountain, muttering something. Then a burst of light appeared, and I couldn't help but close my eyes. When I opened them again, I found that the high priest had disappeared! He must have been taken away by the mountain god!"
After hearing this, the villagers immediately put down the wooden barrels in their arms, put their hands together in a praying gesture, and bowed to the mountain god temple again and again, chanting "The mountain god is selfless" and "The mountain god is great".
They just believed it without any doubt.
Lin Muyu inexplicably felt that they were easier to fool.
Forget it, the point is these things on the ground.
He looked at the large piece of bones with a normal expression, and asked with a smile: "Why did you bring this back?"
"Um?"
A villager didn't understand what was going on, so he followed his gaze and was startled by the white skeleton the next second. He cursed loudly:
"Oh my god, where did this thing come from?!"
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