Chapter 112 Chapter 112

"No matter what you ask, I won't tell you!" The little servant was furious, staring at Li Qingshan with red eyes as if he was about to cry.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled gently: "That's not necessarily true. Why don't we play a game called, you see, I guess."

The little servant snorted, closed his eyes and turned his head away, not looking at him, with a look of complete refusal to cooperate.

Li Qingshan moved the bench forward and sat next to him. He shrank to the side, like a frog falling into hot water, and retracted his legs.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "When outsiders are not here, you don't lead the way for others."

The little servant held his breath.

Li Qingshan added: "Outsiders can also be housekeepers, but it is very difficult because they have to first change from outsiders to locals, then start as a servant, and finally become a housekeeper."

The servant closed his eyes tightly, rolled his eyeballs under his eyelids, and gritted his teeth.

Li Qingshan looked at him and smiled: "You seem to have something to say. You are so angry, don't you want to say something?"

The servant took a deep breath, suddenly opened his eyes, glared at him and said: "Don't think I don't know! Everything you said is a guess! Nothing counts! Nothing is accurate!"

Li Qingshan smiled and nodded: "Since it is inaccurate, why are you angry?"

The servant's face flushed and said angrily: "Of course it's because you knocked me out before!"

Li Qingshan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Now you say it out?"

The servant almost fainted: "You are really shameless!"

Li Qingshan asked humbly: "What do you say?"

The servant sneered: "You said that you wanted to knock me out because of the way I looked at you, but in fact, You just need someone to step on the landmine. If it wasn't me, there would be someone else. It's just my bad luck today that I have to lead people like you, so I have to suffer such a punishment!"

Li Qingshan nodded: "You are right."

The little servant sneered again: "The butler will not let you go!"

Li Qingshan smiled and said: "This, look at those who have become corpses and you will know, you don't need to remind them specifically. What's more, the butler will not let us go, is it because we came here as outsiders, or because I tortured you?"

The little servant lowered his head and stopped talking. The blush on his face gradually dissipated, and the whole person turned a little pale, looking like a dying octopus.

Li Qingshan supported his chin with one hand and smiled: "It seems that I was right. The housekeeper is not targeting us because of you. Even if you die here, the housekeeper will not pursue it, just like he will not pursue other people who died before. The dead are worthless and not worth paying anything for. Only the living are useful. What is the use?"

The little servant stared at him and gritted his teeth and said: "You don't know! How can you know?" He said in a very low voice: "How can you people know how great it is!"

After that, he lowered his head again.

Li Qingshan nodded: "So that's it, are you going to offer sacrifices to the mountain god?"

The little servant couldn't help but retorted: "Nonsense! What mountain god? There is no mountain god here! What is a mountain god? How can we..."

He endured it and didn't finish the sentence.

But Li Qingshan stared at him closely, and had already seen the clue from his silent lips. He murmured with a smile: "Sacrifice, right? We outsiders are all sacrifices. You are responsible for selecting the sacrifices. Those who die are not good enough. Those who survive to the end are the ones offered to God."

The little servant shuddered, his face turned pale, and he said nothing.

Li Qingshan thought for a moment: "Then what's the use of those things we picked before? The housekeeper also said that a bath will be arranged later. Bathing is to clean from the outside, so the things we picked are likely to be boiled into medicinal soup for people to drink to clean the inside.

The things chosen by the sacrifices themselves can be said to be the will of the gods in the dark, or they can be said to be the choice of the sacrifices themselves. If it is the former, the sacrifices die, which means that the gods do not like them. If it is the latter, even if they commit suicide, there is no need to care.

If you pick something poisonous, you may die if you drink it."

He took a breath of cool air: "I don't even remember what I took before!"

The little servant sneered: "That can only mean that your fate will end here. This place is your grave. You are not worthy of serving God, you, a despicable and shameless villain!"

Li Qingshan smiled: "Let me guess what you are.

You are the test for the sacrifice.

If you kill the sacrifice, it only means that the sacrifice is not suitable for God.

If you are killed by the sacrifice, it means that God has chosen you and wants to recruit you to serve in advance. Or, you are qualified testers and you have detected the suitable sacrifice and are just waiting for the last moment.

If you kill your sacrifice, it means that God has chosen you in the last moment . Dedicate to God, and you or your relatives and friends will get some benefits. It has something to do with God and this village, right? What if you are not chosen? "

Li Qingshan stared at the servant closely. The servant's face turned pale, his head tilted, his eyes closed, blood flowed from his mouth, his limbs trembled for a while, his body completely paralyzed, he had no strength at all, his breathing was very disordered, and soon he fell silent.

He seemed to be dead.

But Li Qingshan couldn't be sure whether he committed suicide or was killed.

Taylor came out wearing washed clothes, with only blood on his ankles. He looked much better than Li Qingshan. He walked to Li Qingshan, took a look at the corpse and asked, "Are we going out?"

Li Qingshan stood up and nodded. After walking out, he looked back at the corpse with some confusion and frowned.

Taylor stood by and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Qingshan turned and said to him, "I think the corpse is a bit strange. I'm not sure if it will come back to life. Like other corpses, we have to be careful."

Taylor nodded, "Of course."

A new servant appeared in front of them. He came from outside. When he arrived, he looked at the two of them and said, "The housekeeper said you should be almost done washing. Let me take a look. If you are willing to eat, I will take you to the restaurant now."

Li Qingshan nodded, "We want to eat. Take us to the restaurant now."

The servant said okay, turned around and left.

Li Qingshan and Taylor followed him to the restaurant. The servant disappeared, as if he had joined the servants, or as if he had just left.

Li Qingshan and Taylor found a place to sit down.

Everyone else ate very slowly, except Beiji, who ate the food on the table in big mouthfuls. He was not polite at all, and his appetite was not affected at all. He was not picky about anything.

Li Qingshan followed Beiji's hand to look at the largest dish on the table. It was a huge white plate with a whole roasted lamb on it.

The lamb's head was very intact, with sunken eye sockets, as if it had its eyes closed. The whole head was a very tempting caramel color. Some oily juice had accumulated on the plate, which smelled very fragrant. Judging from the sound of Beiji chewing, it should taste very good.

Most of the sheep's body had been eaten, and the rest was a little burnt. I don't know if the chef didn't control the heat well, or if he applied charcoal-colored seasoning, or if he deliberately made it look like this.

But after half of the sheep's cheek meat was torn off and eaten by Beiji, Li Qingshan saw the teeth inside the sheep's head. He was not familiar with sheep's teeth, but he thought the teeth were very familiar.

After looking at it for a long time, he was completely sure that the sheep's teeth were those of a young girl.

He remembered it very clearly.

The upper front teeth were a little crooked, and the second front tooth was a little further back than the first front tooth. It was very obvious when he smiled, but when he didn't smile, it looked very neat at first glance, and there was no problem. In fact, if you don't pay close attention when smiling, you won't be able to see it.

The lower teeth were also crooked opposite the front teeth, but not noticeably, but the two teeth next to them were crooked to the left and right, like a rice field that was soaked in water by a strong wind, and the rice was close to the ground to avoid being damaged by the wind.

Thinking about it this way, there might have been a dead person on the table before. It

's strange, the body has been burned, how did the teeth get out? Did the kitchen staff dig them out from the stove? But why is it necessary?

Is this a normal animal, and the teeth were put in just to scare people who recognize the teeth? What if there is no scare? Or is this a ritual? Used to pray to God and select more qualified sacrifices?

Li Qingshan frowned.

Taylor took a broccoli from the side and gave it to him: "You'll be hungry if you don't eat anything. You can think about other things later. Even if you can't think of anything, so what?"

Li Qingshan looked at him and he smiled: "Relax."

Li Qingshan nodded.

The two began to eat. After a while, the people at the table left one after another. Some people who stayed in the room to rest enough came to eat one after another.

Only Beiji was still eating so much. After finishing the table, another servant brought a plate, very quiet, with a happy look, and filled the table with new food, and took away the leftovers and used tableware.

They seemed very happy to have such a big eater.

Although it would be a kind of happiness to see the food you made being eaten up quickly, it was too strange to appear in this place.

Li Qingshan would rather believe that they showed that kind of look because they saw the New Year pigs to be slaughtered or qualified sacrifices.

He shook his head, feeling a little dizzy, and pulled himself out of that strange thinking process, and pulled Taylor.

Taylor grabbed him and said, "It's time to go back and rest."

Li Qingshan nodded, stood up, and left with Taylor. Beiji ate while glancing at them, and Li Qingshan also looked at him. He had lowered his head and continued to eat his food.

When they walked from the restaurant to their residence, it was getting dark. Because their clothes were not dry yet, they walked very slowly. On the way, they met the servant sent by the old housekeeper.

The servant came trotting over with something in his hand, stopped them and said, "These are the clothes and shoes that the housekeeper asked me to bring to you. They are temporary preparations. Please change them as soon as possible. Don't wear wet clothes all the time. It's easy to get sick."

He frowned when he said he was sick, and there was a little disgust on his face, as if he hated that the cat at home had to be sent to the hospital when it was sick and spent a lot of money.

After collecting the things, Li Qingshan and Taylor returned to the room and changed into new clothes and shoes. The new clothes were exactly the same from color to style, and the shoes were also very loose, so they didn't look out of place when they wore them.

Li Qingshan touched his neck, and felt a slight stinging pain. He could see from Taylor's eyes that the marks on his neck were deeper than before.

"I don't know when this thing will take effect," Taylor said, touching the marks on his neck. "If it happens after you fall asleep, I'm afraid it will be too late to help for a while."

"It won't be too late," Li Qingshan shook his head and smiled. "It doesn't matter even if it's too late. You shouldn't be affected by this thing. You are safe. Anyway, one of us will always be alive."

Taylor nodded.

So they prepared to rest early. After the conversation, they lay on the bed with their eyes closed.

Not long after, there was a sound outside. It sounded like someone opened the door of the room, but it was already late. Even if they didn't sleep, they shouldn't go out. It might not be safe outside.

But the person who opened the door outside walked out and wandered back and forth in the corridor with heavy footsteps. After a while, a vague muttering came from outside.

"So hungry, so hungry, so hungry, I'm so hungry, I want to eat something, where is the food? It's all food! I want to eat! I want to eat now!" The voice became more and more vigorous and clearer, and stopped at the door of Li Qingshan and Taylor's room.

This time, Li Qingshan heard who the owner of the voice was.

It was Beiji.

He started to knock on the door, and the door of the room made a banging sound, shaking, and looked like it was about to fall down.

Li Qingshan and Taylor immediately stepped forward and blocked the door, but Beiji seemed to be stimulated by this. He looked inside the door and made a hissing sound: "I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry. Open the door! Open the door! I want to eat! Open the door!"

The door was about to break. Li Qingshan moved the bedside cabinet from the side and moved the bed over to block the door. He leaned against the door tightly. The door shook twice and couldn't fall in at all. The sound outside suddenly stopped.

Li Qingshan stood behind something and looked at the door vigilantly.

With a bang, a hole was broken in the door. An arm stretched out from the outside, groping in the air, but didn't catch anything, and was furious.

The hand was retracted, and half of the face appeared behind the hole. A pair of big, rolling eyes stared at the house in the dark night, revealing a weird and angry smile, and said with gritted teeth: "I will eat you!"

Li Qingshan had just stood firm on the ground and took a step back when a rope suddenly fell from his back. One end of the rope was on the ceiling and the other end was tied with a knot, forming a circle. In the blink of an eye, it was put around his neck and lifted him up from the ground, just like using a hook to lift a handful of vegetables in a plastic bag.

Before he could struggle, he was suspended in the air. At first, his toes could still touch the ground, but the rope was rising, and he swayed in the air. The distance between the toes of his shoes and the ground was at least as high as a bedside cabinet.

Seeing this scene, Beiji seemed to be encouraged. He immediately became excited. He supported the door frame with one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist, hammering hard at the thin door.

The door creaked and banged under the heavy weight, shaking, and it looked like it would break into pieces even if it didn't lie on the ground, just like a piece of egg custard that fell all over the floor after being bitten.

Taylor looked left and right. Li Qingshan could still hold on for a while. If he couldn't, he would die. The door could also hold on for a while. If it couldn't, the North Pole outside would rush in. Although this door was not very good, it would be difficult to rest at night without it.

Li Qingshan pointed at the door and signaled him to deal with the North Pole first.

Taylor nodded, took a drawer from the bedside table, picked up the drawer, and smashed down hard on the fist that the North Pole had accidentally punched in. With two bangs, Taylor's fist turned red.

There was an arm sticking out from behind the fist, round, tight, hard, with a few traces of thin muscle, and it looked very strong. A large mass squeezed in from the small hole in the door, looking very intimidating and scary.

Taylor grabbed the wrist of the arm with one hand, picked up the drawer with the other hand, and smashed it down hard, fast, strong, and many times. A series of continuous bangs rang out, sounding like someone beating drums to celebrate a festival.

Beiji wanted to take his hand back, but Taylor held it tightly and didn't let go at all, for fear that his hand would sweat and bleed and slip. He also bent his fingers, wishing he could pinch his nails into it, so that the arm would fall off.

Beiji tried to put his other hand through the hole, but the hole was too small. It was just enough for an arm and at most a shoulder. No more than that.

Although the door was very thin and of poor quality, it was not easy to open another hole in a short time. Especially since Beiji was in a hurry, he was a little panicked and hit it randomly, but none of them hit the right spot.

He ate a lot and was strong, but his arm was pulled too close to the door, like a hot pot sticker stuck in the pot, which could not be torn off in a short time. It was not easy to exert force in this posture. No matter how hard he tried, he felt that the force was lost in mid-air, like a balloon with a hole poked by a needle, which could not be blown up.

He jumped up and tried to hit the door. The door was very close to him, but because of his violent movement, it was shaken and made a lot of noises. However, the door, unexpectedly, held on and just shook, but it didn't break completely.

He yelled, "Ahhh!"

He hit the door with his head, and this time the door finally had another hole. Before he could smile, Taylor, who was holding a drawer with both hands, hit him hard on the head with the drawer. There was another series of rapid and intense bangs that lasted for a long time.

Beiji opened his mouth, perhaps wanting to shout, or perhaps wanting to speak, but after struggling for a while, he was interrupted before he could say anything.

Taylor knocked him unconscious.

As soon as he fainted, Taylor immediately put the drawer aside and turned to look at Li Qingshan. Li Qingshan was already hung very high, with the tip of his shoes higher than the current head of the North Pole.

His face was red and purple, his lips were blue, his body was trembling, his eyes were closed, but his eyeballs were bulging, his hands were grasping the rope, his neck had been scratched unconsciously and bloody, and the rope was about to tighten further.

He was gritting his teeth, his cheeks were slightly bulging, the blue veins on his forehead and the back of his hands were bulging, and they jumped with the blood flowing, as if there were a bunch of frogs hidden inside.

Taylor looked around, moved the bedside cabinet next to him without a drawer, stepped on it, raised his head and looked up, stretched out his two arms, grabbed the rope, and pulled it down hard.

Li Qingshan lowered his head, coughed, and was soon lifted up again, this time higher and faster, almost as if in revenge, Li Qingshan's head almost hit the ceiling.

Taylor vaguely thought he heard a bang, the sound of Li Qingshan's head hitting something.

He frowned tightly, thinking back to what happened before. Li Qingshan was able to save him because there was a little ghost holding a rope behind him. He saw the little ghost because he was at a higher place. There was no place higher than the ceiling here. If he couldn't see the little ghost, he couldn't hit it. If he couldn't hit it, he couldn't drive it away, and the rope couldn't fall down.

We have to think of another way!

Taylor turned around and suddenly saw Beiji holding a small table knife that he had just pulled out of his pocket. He immediately grabbed it and cut the rope with the knife.

The rope was very strong and thick, but the knife was very sharp, so it was finally cut. However, after the rope was cut, Li Qingshan fell from such a high place all of a sudden, and he lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

He seemed to have hit something, but he couldn't get up for a while, so he just sat up slowly, squinting his eyes, unable to see anything, waiting for his vision to recover.

During this time, Taylor stabbed Beiji's neck with a small table knife. Fearing that he might not die, he stabbed him twice more. After all, the door was already broken. If Beiji woke up again, not only would the door be broken, but no one in the room would be able to sleep tonight.

Taylor had just pulled the knife out of Beiji's neck, and blood spurted out. He squinted his eyes and took a step back to prevent the blood from making his new clothes too dirty.

Suddenly, the sound of the rope came from behind again. Taylor turned around and saw Li Qingshan squinting his eyes and being hung up by the rope again.

This time the rope was thicker and it directly hung the man to the highest point.