Chapter 438: Little NPC and Player Boss 16
At this moment, the villager cut the chicken's throat with a knife.
The tears rolled down and were quickly buried in the dust on the ground.
It also represents the disappearance of a once vibrant life.
The villager who killed the chicken even deliberately raised his head and looked at Yan Wugui and the others with a provocative and sinister smile.
The blood gushing out of the chicken's neck dripped down the back of his hand, looking so bloody.
Cha Jiu was so scared that she jumped onto Yan Wugui.
Yan Wugui hugged her in time, his arm resting firmly under her little butt, and said with a smile: "Who said you would protect me yesterday that you were so scared? It's hard for me to imagine what it would be like to be protected by you."
The ridicule value is full.
Cha Jiu blushed and said embarrassedly: "I, I am just a little afraid of killing chickens."
The key is this chicken, it’s not a real chicken!
The expression on this villager's face when he killed the chicken was like he was killing a person. It would give you nightmares if you saw it.
"Don't worry, I will really protect you if anything happens." Cha Jiu promised while sitting in Yan Wugui's arms, patting her little chest making a "pa pa" sound.
At this moment, Luo Qianqian, who was following behind Song Yiwan, suddenly walked towards the villager, smeared her hands with the blood of the killed chicken, wiped it on her face, and then drew a vague diamond pattern on her forehead with the chicken blood in a mysterious manner.
Cha Jiu felt that her every move was strange, and asked in confusion: "What happened to her? Is she possessed?"
Song Yiwan looked at Luo Qianqian with a complicated look in her eyes. "When we found her this morning, she was already acting strange. She sat by the well at the entrance of the village, cut her wrists, and used her blood to draw some inexplicable formations and symbols on her body and the ground. She also communicated with the air in a mysterious way."
"Fortunately, the captain broke up the formation in time, otherwise who knows what would have happened."
Yan Wugui stared at the diamond symbol on Luo Qianqian's forehead for several times, and finally had a vague impression of this copy.
"She should have drawn a formation of voluntary sacrifices." He recalled his past memories and said slowly: "The villagers in this village believe in the power of gods. Whenever they encounter a wish that cannot be realized by themselves, they will ask the gods for help."
"But if you want to get the help of God, you need to pay an equal price. For small wishes, you can offer some chicken, duck, fish and meat; for bigger wishes, you have to exchange your life or luck for the next few years."
"If it involves the birth, continuation, or resurrection of life, the cost would be much greater. For example, the voluntary sacrifice of another life."
Luo Qianqian must have exchanged something with the mountain god, so she seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and was planning to sacrifice herself.
Song Yiwan felt horrified and couldn't help but ask, "Is this kind of god really a god? Why does it feel like an evil spirit?"
How can a god let people sacrifice their lives in exchange for the realization of their wishes?
Yan Wugui carried the kid and continued walking forward, saying calmly: "There are no true gods in the world. Those who are superior to us are just high-dimensional beings with more advanced technology. Such beings regard us as ants, so how can they be so kind as to help us realize our wishes without any cost?"
The system was terrified and covered its panties that were about to be stripped naked.
This son of luck can actually perceive higher-dimensional existence!
Song Yiwan: "Fortunately, this god is also subject to the law, and requires the voluntary sacrifice of the wisher in order to receive the price. So it seems that as long as we don't take the initiative to trade with it, it will be fine."
Cha Jiu, who was lying on Yan Wugui's shoulder, suddenly said, "But what if it creates an illusion for you and tempts you to take the initiative to trade?"
Song Yiwan was stunned for a moment, and then a chill ran down her spine.
Yes.
Luo Qianqian is a C-level player after all. She can't be so stupid as to casually agree to a deal with an unknown god.
Unless, as Cha Jiu said, she was bewitched by something like an illusion, and made a wish when she was left with no other options, thus falling into God's trap.
If this is true...
Then the situation of these players becomes much more dangerous.
At this time, several people came to the sycamore tree at the end of the village closest to the back mountain.
Zou Ming, the young player, and two of Xie's younger brothers were stripped naked and tied to high branches.
"Wow..." Cha Jiu tilted his head to look up at the tree and sighed, "So many little... um!"
Yan Wugui quickly covered her eyes that saw everything and her mouth that said everything with his big hands.
"Don't look blindly, be careful of getting stye," he warned.
Song Yiwan also looked away embarrassedly and didn't look at the three naked men on the tree.
Although the three of them disliked Yan Wugui, they felt relieved when they saw him coming. They burst into tears and shouted, "Put us down quickly! There are ghosts around here!"
Yan Wugui looked at them with a frown in his eyes: "Don't you like hanging people up for fun? Why are you begging to come down now?"
Zou Ming was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something and said excitedly: "It's you! You sent that ghost to scare us!"
No wonder there are ghosts in this Gu Village dungeon!
Moreover, the ghost did not kill people, but deliberately teased and humiliated them!
Cha Jiu quietly looked at Yan Wugui through the gaps between his fingers, as if thinking about something.
It turns out that he avenged her silently behind her back...
Yan Wugui listened nonchalantly as the three people on the tree used the most unpleasant words to insult him.
But he suddenly realized that the small fleshy hand around his neck was squeezing him even tighter. Cha Jiu's soft face leaned against his face and she said softly but firmly: "Yan Yan, I will always protect you."
Yan Wugui raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yanyan
What a messy name
Song Yiwan hesitated whether to put the three people down, but at this moment, noisy sounds of gongs and drums came from the surrounding villages.
Her face changed: "Oh no, the parade has begun."
The procession team must first enter the back mountain to "invite the gods", and then bring the "gods" down the mountain, passing by the doors of every household in the village, accepting everyone's offerings and listening to everyone's wishes, before finally being sent back to the mountain.
Now is the stage of "inviting the gods".
Yan Wugui and others were at the only entrance to the mountain.
As the sound of gongs and drums got closer, the three people on the tree stopped cursing and began to beg.
"Boss Yan, Master Yan, please let us go. We really know we were wrong... From now on, when we see you and this... this Lord White Dragon, we will avoid you and will not dare to offend you!"
Seeing Yan Wugui, he was still unmoved.
Zou Ming gritted his teeth and took out a prop treasure.
"I have an NPC resurrection card. I'll give it to you in exchange for my life."
His intuition told him that Yan Wugui cared about this white dragon! As long as he took out what the white dragon needed, he could survive!
His intuition proved to be correct.
Yan Wugui looked at Cha Jiu in his arms and finally agreed: "Deal."
NPC resurrection cards are rare in players' hands because they are expensive and useless. Who would resurrect an NPC for no reason?
Yan Wugui didn't have it either.
After all, he never thought that he would raise an NPC in the game.
Seeing this, the other two people who were tied up also took out some props to exchange.
So, these props fell from the trees with a bang, as if they were free.
This is the explosion of gold coins.
At this moment, Cha Jiu felt that he was the scumbag Hui. When Xie Tianba almost chopped him down for the first time, he had a reason to get close to Yan Wugui; when he was almost chopped down for the second time, he got a lot of props from these players.
She jumped down from Yan Wugui's arms and picked up the props on the ground happily.
Yan Wugui let her pick up things while he picked up a few pieces of broken stones on the ground and with a flick of his fingertips, he directly cut the ropes that bound the three people.
With a few "bangs", three people fell to the ground.
At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums for summoning the gods became clearer and clearer, as if it had accelerated, quickly coming from a distance of several hundred meters to a few dozen meters.
Cha Jiu, who was still bending over to pick up something, looked up and was dumbfounded: "Oh my god, even the ghost soldiers are not as fast as them..."
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