The scene was so shocking that Feng Langqing froze on the spot, unable to react for a long time.
At the same time, Jiang Xinxin, standing beside Jiang Chuyun, stiffly twisted her neck into a strange arc, her rolled-back eyes staring straight at him.
A childish voice spoke in a sinister tone: "Big brother, are you coming with us to eat fox hearts too?"
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap—!!" Feng Langqing came to his senses and saw this bizarre scene. He screamed and, without hesitation, grabbed Nan Yuanman and ran into the house.
He had only taken one step when a pale, strong hand landed on his shoulder. The hand's strength was light, yet it rendered Feng Langqing unable to move.
"Why are you running?" Jiang Chuyun's voice was icy, his tone strange and awkward: "Fox Heart, isn't this what you wanted to eat? Come on, let you... eat your fill."
Jiang Xinxin also came over without saying a word, and a bluish light gradually appeared in her white pupils.
Nan Yuanman, who was being held tightly in Feng Langqing's arms, smelled an extremely strong aura of resentment and malevolence. She saw that Jiang Chuyun and Jiang Xinxin's foreheads were shrouded in resentment, with only their white-rimmed eyes showing.
Nan Yuanman frowned deeply, instinctively reaching into his bag for a talisman, only to find it empty.
The little girl was stunned for a moment before she remembered that the director had helped her keep her handbag.
She pursed her lips, calling out to Xiao Hong in her heart, and gently patted Feng Langqing, who was stiff with fear and almost fainting, and said, "Third brother, let's go with them and see where they're going... to eat fox hearts."
"Don't be afraid," the little girl comforted him softly, "Yuanman will protect you."
Feng Langqing tried to remain calm, his voice trembling: "Okay, okay."
He has no choice but to go, even if he doesn't want to! Jiang Chuyun is pressing his shoulder down firmly!
Feng Langqing moved his shoulders: "Let go of me, I'll go with you!"
Jiang Chuyun slowly released her hand, took Jiang Xinxin's hand again, and led her outside.
Feng Langqing carried Nan Yuanman and followed behind him. After walking for a while outside the courtyard, he realized that they weren't the only two out in the evening.
The other three pairs of guests, along with the director and staff, and almost all the villagers of Baihu Village came out!
They were all like puppets controlled in a movie, their eyes rolled back, silently walking forward.
Feng Langqing held Nan Yuanman tightly, suppressing the scream in his throat, and lowered his head, not daring to look at her anymore.
Nan Yuanman hugged his neck, glancing left and right every now and then, observing the surrounding environment.
She soon discovered that these people were all heading towards the center of Hundred Fox Village, but she had only arrived in Hundred Fox Village today and had no idea what was in the center of the village.
She saw Director Ge walking unsteadily in the distance, tightened her grip on Feng Langqing's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Third brother, go find Uncle Director."
Her little handbag is still hanging around the director's neck!
Feng Langqing swallowed hard, nodded almost imperceptibly, and slowly moved towards Director Ge.
But just as he was about to approach Director Ge, he suddenly stopped and slowly looked up at the front.
Feng Langqing's heart tightened. Instead of rashly reaching out to take the small handbag off Director Ge's neck, he looked up with Nan Yuanman and gazed ahead like them.
Upon looking ahead, Feng Langqing saw an exceptionally ancient village ancestral hall that had appeared out of nowhere.
The village ancestral hall is built with blue bricks and tiles, covering an area of about 300 square meters. Two stone-carved fox statues stand at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
This fox is quite strange. It has a fox's head but a human body, and it is dressed in ancient coarse cloth. Its mouth is slightly open, as if it is smiling, but the fox's eyes are filled with tears. It looks very eerie.
Inside the village ancestral hall, there were countless memorial tablets, and in front of each tablet was a stone incense burner with burning incense sticks inserted into it.
Standing inside the village ancestral hall was an old man dressed in black cloth, his hair wrapped in a black cloth, short in stature, whose face was obscured.
The old man held a bundle of incense in his hand, knelt in front of the ancestral tablet, and said in a hoarse, strained voice: "...Dear ancestors, the enemy has arrived. Hundreds of young people from our village have sacrificed their lives to resist the enemy."
“I know that my ancestors made a pact with a fox spirit a hundred years ago, but when the enemy killed my villagers and abused my own children, the fox spirit still did not appear to save us…”
"The fox spirit betrayed us first. In order to survive, we had no choice but to sacrifice the fox clan. We hope our ancestors will forgive us. I will atone for my sins to you in the underworld."
As Meng Xi, mingling in the crowd, listened, her hands clenched into fists, a sarcastic smile playing on her lips: "Fox spirits are treacherous? No matter how many years have passed, you humans are still so hypocritical!"
Those around her heard her whispers but did not react; they remained standing blankly in front of the village ancestral hall, as if waiting for something.
Nan Yuanman overheard her words, blinked, and craned her neck to find out who was speaking. Feng Langqing quickly hugged her tightly and lowered his voice: "Shh... Yuanman, look at that old man, he took out something."
Nan Yuanman paused slightly, then looked in the direction Feng Langqing pointed. He saw an old man at the front of the village shrine offering incense and muttering something to himself before having two people, whose faces were also obscured, bring out two large wooden basins.
A red cloth was covering the large wooden basin. When the cloth was lifted, it revealed the hearts that were beating loudly inside the basin.
The thick smell of blood mixed with the pungent odor of foxes and the incense from the village shrine filled the air. Feng Langqing's expression changed, and he covered his mouth, unable to suppress the sound of dry heaving.
Nan Yuanman also wrinkled her little nose in disgust, covering her nose and trying to block out the strange and indescribable smell. Her sense of smell was very sensitive, and this smell was like a bomb to her.
Her face darkened slightly as she stared in astonishment at the two large wooden basins. A fierce rage burned within her small chest. These basins contained... fox hearts!
The people of Hundred Fox Village killed the foxes that had been lurking near their village?!
How could this be?!
This is outrageous!!
Unlike Feng Langqing and Nan Yuanman, the others seemed to have smelled some delicacies, their faces showing expressions of intoxication.
The old man in black, whose face was obscured, spoke in a hoarse voice: "These... are all the hearts of those vixens."
"The master said that as long as we eat them, we can share their cultivation and lifespan, and we can gain eternal life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, under Feng Langqing's horrified gaze, the old man in black reached out his withered, aged hand, grabbed a bloody heart from the wooden basin, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to crunch on it.
Feng Langqing: "!!!"
"Ugh, ugh, ugh—!"
Nan Yuanman couldn't take it anymore. She twisted her body and nimbly jumped out of Feng Langqing's arms, who was vomiting violently.
Feng Langqing Erkang: "Perfect—Ugh!"
The moment she moved, everyone present suddenly turned their heads to stare at her.
Nan Yuanman glared back angrily: "What are you looking at! You villains who torture and kill living beings!"
Nan Yuanman pointed his little meaty finger at the old man who was chewing on the fox heart and shouted angrily.
"Xiao Hong! Beat him up!"
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