Chapter 130 [Brave New World]
The people who came were humming some broken songs, the melodies were gentle and long, but if you listened carefully, you could find that they were just repeating some unique tunes.
He hummed softly and walked forward slowly. There was no one in the village. He looked at the houses he passed by, but none of them had the bright colors he wanted to see, so he continued forward.
Behind the village is a small path with no paved surface, more like it was trampled out by people day after day. Behind us is a mountain, and the lush forest looks like a layer of green cloth, completely wrapping the entire mountain. The visitor was walking on the winding mountain road. The surroundings were eerily quiet, without even the sound of birds or insects.
Until he saw a vaguely visible ancestral hall.
It has been two or three days since Liu Sheng Mingche entered the village. He truly experienced the village adventure described in some story novels. He was the first person to notice something was wrong with the village. In the eyes of others, he was a lunatic who was bold enough to secretly follow villagers who were completely abnormal. He was the first one to disappear, and it was his disappearance that aroused the vigilance of some people, which led to the director team withdrawing at the last minute.
Unfortunately, a few others stayed behind. Because the villagers realized that they were exposed, they surrounded them urgently. "Xiaojuzi" was one of the stars who was tied up. She had fled to the entrance of the village but was blocked by people who had been lying in ambush. In desperation, she and another actor were tied up. The rough hemp ropes tied them tightly, and like pigs, they were carried upside down and sent to the back mountain.
The night had not yet fallen, but the dusk had dyed the entire sky red like orange blood. Never before had the time of encountering the devil appeared so concretely before their eyes. A small and strange ancestral hall is located between two mountains. Outside the ancestral hall, villagers in white robes are kneeling densely on the ground.
"Long live the god Fukutsu!" they shouted enthusiastically.
"God Fujin is merciful!" They bowed their heads and worshiped, shouting: "Lord of Immortality, Lord of Carrion, Eternal God!"
"Feast! Feast! Pray for the sweet dew!"
Little Orange listened with horror as these crazy people shouted some horrible slogans, until they were brought to the place where everyone was looking at them with glowing green eyes. Boundless terror came over them like a huge wave, and his companions were so scared that they begged for mercy with tears streaming down their faces. Little Orange was also swallowed up by despair, thinking that he was about to be completely devoured by this "monster" created by ignorance and stupidity.
The leader came over holding a sharp scimitar. Little Orange lowered her head, but when he approached, she suddenly struggled frantically. She cursed these people fiercely, calling them stupid and evil. She used all her vicious words to curse them, and tried her best to spit at them and tear a piece of flesh from their bodies with her teeth.
The leader was annoyed, and he slapped her in the face, making her head buzz and temporarily dispelling her fear. But the strange thing was that he did not use his knife to bleed them, like Xiaojuzi remembered, when people bled the sacrifices before offering sacrifices to their ancestors. They were dragged into the ancestral hall, where several of their companions had fainted. They were motionless, as if they had been knocked unconscious.
A half-meter-high shrine stood in the center, with a soft white curtain covering the inside. Amid the smoke, Xiaojuzi felt that someone was looking at him from inside, with a half-smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be human emotion in his eyes.
An even more terrifying feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, because Xiaojuzi suddenly realized that the villagers outside were not ignorant, they were not deceived and bewitched, and the evil god they worshipped really existed!
The strange feeling of having her worldview overturned made her feel dazed. She didn't even know why she was thrown here or when the leader left. The ancestral hall was extremely quiet. A strange feeling emerged in her heart like a plant breaking through the ground.
Something is about to rise! It wakes up from the platform and is about to come down! The horror of being treated as food made Xiaojuzi struggle and roll around, until at one point, a hand suddenly stretched out from under the shrine and pulled her inside.
Her eyes widened and a scream was about to come out of her mouth. An unexpected face suddenly appeared in front of her. She was stuck in her words. After a while, she gasped and said, "You, you..."
Liu Sheng's clear smile was a little awkward: "Ah, it's me."
"Why are you here?" asked Xiaojuzi. She noticed that he was not tied up.
Liu Sheng Mingche had no choice but to make up a story about his experience of following the enemy. Xiaojuzi was full of surprise: "You mean, you hid here for two days and two nights?!"
Liu Sheng Mingche raised a finger: "Shh, hide here, it seems that it can't find you... I can't get out since I came in. There are always people outside, and I can't beat them."
"What should we do then?" Xiaojuzi asked hurriedly, "Do we have to wait until it has eaten everyone before we have a chance to escape?" She was a little anxious.
Liu Sheng Mingche shook his head and sighed softly: "What can we do? Is there any other way besides waiting?"
He shrank back and didn't move, his hands and feet seemed a little stiff. Xiaojuzi also curled up. Although the space under the shrine was large, it was already limited to two people. She tried to curl up into a ball as much as possible. The rough hemp rope made her skin burn with pain.
It was quiet outside, but she clearly heard something rustling just above her!
Her eyes widened instantly and her body trembled.
Liu Sheng Mingche remained silent. He looked out from the gap in the curtain. Not long ago, "he" had thrown two cards out of the strange space. At that moment, "his" sixth vest had been born!
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"Kamo Tsukuyuki" suddenly opened his eyes, and "he" fell into the soft mud. His limbs were cold and weak, and he was unable to get up from the ground for a long time.
"He" lowered his head slightly and saw that there was a wound on his abdomen that was bleeding continuously. The blood dyed the surrounding soil red. The surroundings were in a mess, as if he had experienced a thrilling battle.
"He" remembered that in "his" memory, "he" had just experienced a battle with a cursed spirit. It was only a second-level cursed spirit, but he had already used up all his strength and was able to destroy it in the end. But after the cursed spirit was destroyed, "he" could no longer hold on.
This is the strength of "Kamo Tsukuyuki". Even though he was born in the Kamo family, one of the three major families in the world of sorcery, he is just an inferior one in the branch. His bloodline is not concentrated enough, and his talent is not enough. He is a weakling who is not even considered a consumable and is ignored by people.
[Kamo Tsukuyuki] and [Philosopher] formed this vest, which made "him" feel a little sad from the beginning. But "he" quickly got out of this mood. Pei Zhen had anticipated this situation. He sat up slightly, the wound tore open, and blood flowed out again. He frowned slightly.
A dice appeared in his hand, and a burst of light descended upon him under the "healing" of ③. It was not enough, so he threw the dice out a dozen times.
Several different buff effects came one after another, but were quickly refreshed. Fortunately, "healing" was not a state that needed to be continued. After receiving three "healing" results, he recovered some strength.
He took back the dice and stood up tremblingly. This place was not far from the ancestral hall. After determining the direction, he started walking in that direction.
The environment in the mountains is cool and humid. The further you go, the weaker the tiny sounds of the forest echoing in your ears become, as if indicating that there is an extremely dangerous creature ahead. In such a desolate environment, Pei Zhen raised his hand and released a little guy.
[Spirit of the Little Bird], which he had drawn out before, was a round little bird with fluffy hair, white color and a hint of light blue. After it came out, it didn't notice the strangeness of the surrounding environment at all. After a while of chirping and dancing, it flew in front to lead the way for its owner.
Pei Zhen regained his composure when he reached the outskirts of the ancestral hall. Kamo Tsukuyuki rolled his eyes slightly, feeling his main body detached, the expression on his face became silent, and he looked at the people kneeling on the ground outside the ancestral hall without any emotion.
The cursed fetus inside seemed to have sensed something. It let out a strange laugh and changed its posture in the shrine.
Kamo Tsukiyuki kept walking forward. There was no other people around, so there was no need to hide. As he walked forward, white smoke emerged from the heads of each of those fanatical villagers, as if they were being sucked in. They gathered into the ancestral hall, and a villager fell down every time a puff of smoke disappeared. As he walked along, bodies fell down one after another beside him, their faces still retaining the fanaticism they had in life. The scene was weird and terrifying.
He finally stepped into the ancestral hall.
Little Orange, who was sitting under the shrine, had already been distracted by the noise outside. She couldn't imagine what kind of ghost thing could crawl out of the shrine, and what it would do to the people outside after it could move freely. The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became, as if her flesh and blood would be eaten the next moment.
Until the curtain moved slightly, and a completely white evil creature was seen peering inside from outside. Her fear reached its peak, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Kamo Tsukuyuki was standing behind this evil creature. He had a handsome face and a slender but thin figure. His lips were pale due to blood loss. His pair of dark eyes were deep and cold, revealing indifference.
He looked down at the two men, wearing a loose, old robe stained with blood. At first glance, he seemed even more terrifying than the evil creature.
Liu Sheng Mingche laughed. He came out of the shrine and glanced at the fainted Xiaojuzi. He sighed, "It saved me from knocking her out."
There were offerings lying all over the floor in the ancestral hall, and it looked like some kind of cult sacrificial ceremony, which was indeed the case. However, the original body of the "evil god" had already become his prey through the means of his original body.
Glancing at the cursed fetus standing obediently aside, Liu Sheng Mingche asked, "Is it ready to be born?"
"With its power, you can gain a foothold in the world of sorcery," said Yagyu Mingche. "In that corrupt world, power is the root of everything."
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