Xie Xiao said coldly, "Just sitting there and waiting to be killed is also death. Instead of being scared all the time, it's better to die quickly."
As he said that, he was really about to go over and open the door.
Only Bai Runrun, who was annoyed to death, seemed a little happy. It was really too annoying.
She walked quickly to Xie Xiao, but she definitely couldn't let Xie Xiao open the door, it was too dangerous.
Just when the two were only two or three steps away from the door.
Huang Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Don't open the door. Really don't open the door. What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything."
Only then did Xie Xiao pull Bai Ruanruan back.
A look of disappointment appeared on Bai Ruanruan's face. Why didn't you hold on a little longer?
She really wanted to smash the things outside. What was she banging on?
If you have the guts, come in!
Bai Runrun felt a little disappointed.
At this time, Xie Xiao looked at Huang Yi and said, "Go ahead, tell the truth. I'm also very upset now. You guys don't want to open the door, right?"
Huang Yi's body was shaking.
His wife hugged his arm and said, "Go ahead, this time is different from before, I'm a little scared..."
Huang Yidu tried to stand up, but found that his legs were like noodles and he couldn't stand up at all.
Finally he just gave up.
He glanced out the window with fear in his eyes.
"The things outside are the secrets of our village..."
When Huang Yi was very young, these things didn't happen so frequently. The birth rate, mortality rate and even the average life expectancy in the village were all normal.
Even if it rained at that time, they had to hide back home, but the rain would usually stop in a few hours or even a day.
"When I was very young, my family told me a legend about the village..." Huang Yi picked up a cigarette and lit it with trembling hands. The cigarette seemed to make him feel better.
Xie Xiao looked at him with a calmer look, still looking at the direction of the door, "It is said that our village was once the habitat of the gods."
These words made Bai Ruanruan look at him and frowned slightly.
In fact, these legends can be found in some relatively backward villages.
Things like Fairy Lake and Fairy Cave.
There are really too many.
No one knows whether it is true or false.
Huang Yi ignored them and just told his story in a low voice.
Huang Yi really believed it when he was a child. As a child, he thought all these things were amazing.
But he had never seen one at that time, so he would occasionally ask his parents why he had never seen a fairy.
But my parents just said, "The gods will come out when it rains, but we can't watch them. We are mortals and can't watch gods. We have to avoid them."
So we have to stay in the village whenever it rains and not go out to see the rain.
The people in the village have always obeyed it.
"Besides, our village used to go to the ancestral temple once every six months to pray. I used to like this very much. Because on this day we would slaughter pigs and sheep, and there would be lots of snacks..."
But they never cook the pigs and sheep before slaughtering them, they just eat them raw.
After the villagers finished their worship, their belongings were left there, and no one was allowed to go to the ancestral hall for the next three days.
Xie Xiao suddenly thought of Aunt Huang who was carried to the ancestral hall.
A chill ran down my spine.
But he did not interrupt Huang Yi.
"It was like this in the beginning. Nothing happened in the village. But until about ten or twenty years ago, everything started to go wrong."
At that time, Huang Yi was not yet the village chief.
The village chief is an old man.
He is actually quite old, but still in good health.
After it rained for more than ten or twenty days in a row, he discovered something was wrong.
Then he went to the ancestral hall alone.
After staying for a night, he came back with injuries all over his body.
"There are many wounds on his body, like scratches from claws...very strange..."
Huang Yi looked a little strange. From that day on, the prayers that were originally held every two weeks were changed to once a week.
And more and more livestock are needed.
Many of them don't even need to be slaughtered by the villagers. They just need to clean them and take them to the ancestral hall.
It’s better to clean up once every three days.
"Before, the village chief had always been the one to clean up the mess himself. He wouldn't let us get close. But he's old..."
As he is old and in poor health, they have to find a new village chief.
Huang Yi lowered his head, his expression unclear. "I don't want to be the village chief. After graduating from college, don't I want to develop well outside? But the gods still chose me..."
It was said to be a god, but in fact it was the old village chief who chose Huang Yi.
He had been educated at that time and actually no longer trusted these things.
But his parents believed it. They knelt down and begged Huang Yi, saying that it was an honor to be chosen by the gods.
"But there are no gods, they are all monsters!" Huang Yi's voice became more and more frustrated.
The old village chief took the new village chief to the ancestral hall.
As soon as Huang Yi entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
Only some internal organs and skeletons were left of the animals.
There is nothing left.
Not even any extra blood.
Huang Yi vomited the first time he went there.
But the old village chief looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Huang Yi, this is our life. We can't escape it."
His eyes were cloudy as he looked at the tablets on the ancestral hall. On the highest point was a tablet with a name that could no longer be seen clearly. "Now that you're here, you have no choice but to accept it. After I die, you'll be the only one left to clean up the mess."
But livestock seems unable to satisfy those needs.
It can be seen that they are becoming more and more irritable after each beating.
The whole ancestral hall was filled with them.
It's also troublesome to clean up.
The old village chief has become bedridden.
It started to rain frequently in the village.
On a rainy day, a disobedient child in the village sneaked out and never came back.
But the weather soon cleared up that day.
And it hasn't rained for nearly a month.
The family was devastated and even called the police, but they couldn't find anything. The child had disappeared mysteriously.
"Actually, I went to the ancestral hall the next day, and I saw..." Huang Yi's voice trembled as he saw a complete skeleton of a child.
Everyone present had expressions of fear or surprise on their faces.
Huang Yi took his last puff of his cigarette.
He spurted out. He looked up at Xie Xiao, "Those things want people, they don't want livestock anymore."
But who is willing to do that?
They are all our own children, no one would be willing to do that.
But some people still went.
The first person to enter was the old village chief.
He would not live long by then.
He smoked for a long time at Huang Yi's house that day, and then suddenly said to Huang Yi, "Send me in, this is what happens when people die, right? It has to be like this, after all, there's just a pile of dirt when you bury them. In recent years, the government has been talking about cremation, but there's no dirt..."
Huang Yi was unwilling to do so. He did not agree why people should be sacrificed.
Is this really the God they think he is?
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