It was very dark, but the moon was hidden in the clouds and never appeared. On the large terrace, the villagers dressed up as various gods, stood in a row, and began to sing and dance.

There were also many townspeople holding torches around, watching quietly, their eyes gradually revealing fanaticism.

Li Rushi was also watching, Yingxue was beside her, Pug was standing beside her, Kurokawa, Silent and Kerry were standing at the other end.

At this time, the barrage of comments also started to become active. It might be that it was time for everyone to get off work. Some people in the barrage ordered beer and fried chicken to watch the live broadcast, while others were really scared and held their pets in their arms and dared not let go.

This is nothing, Li Rushi thought calmly, the more terrifying things are still to come.

The townspeople wore big head masks, and the huge facial features on the exaggerated and impressive masks stared coldly at the people below the stage. Their faces were as red as dates, their eyebrows were long and beards were long, and their eyes were slightly open, just like Guan Gong on the stage; some had kind eyes and smiled foolishly, and they were monks in the temple. In addition, there were funny crooked-mouthed spirit children and weird hermaphrodites.

Being stared at by them was obviously very uncomfortable. When the townspeople danced, even Li Rushi felt a genuine joy, a joy that was filled with greed, fear, and viciousness.

Li Rushi was familiar with this opera. In the human world a long time ago, this opera was called "Nuo" and originated from a small southern city in the East.

The people in the city believed that the human head had a strong vitality that could be passed on to the seeds. As a container of the soul, the head not only inherited the power of the living, but also gained magical powers beyond the living. Therefore, when headhunting, they were particularly picky about the owner of the head, and the head of a warrior was the best.

However, there are certain flaws in using headhunting to worship the power of the dead. The power contained in the head is only worshipped as an object and is ultimately difficult to use effectively.

So, is it possible to find a way to put the elf hiding in the head directly under human control, so that the fountain of life that it possesses exclusively can be continuously output to oneself?

Of course there is a way. That is to wear a mask that symbolizes a head. They believe that the mask is the carrier of the god. Whenever a Nuo dancer wears a mask, his personality is replaced by the godhead and he becomes another self. In order to make the mask able to compete with any invading enemy, people should portray them as scary and ferocious as ghosts.

Just as they saw it, humans and ghosts can be combined or separated, and humans and gods can be combined into one.

Seeing the townspeople's enthusiastic expressions, Li Rushi quietly talked to the townspeople around her: "Auntie, what is this dance about? Why can't I remember it?"

The townspeople turned back to look at her, and suddenly a kind smile appeared on their faces: "Ah Le, everyone is praying to the gods. You forgot that we need to ask the gods to give us food."

The woman was quite old and looked weather-beaten. She wore coarse cloth, just like an ordinary country woman. But in Li Rushi's eyes, she looked just like the man on the stage, with a green face, fangs, and a red skull.

This should not be called Yangjia Town, it should be called Ghost Town.

Fortunately, there were no other entertainment programs after watching the Nuo opera. I thought the townspeople would go back to rest at night, but unexpectedly, the candlelight did not go out, but a person was carried up from the stage.

It should be a person, with ragged clothes and scars all over his body. His face could not be seen clearly. He should be an adult man, but not tall. His hands and feet were tied to a bamboo pole and carried up by two townspeople.

Lift it up like a piglet.

Then another old man came up from the platform. Li Rushi recognized him as the old man who went to the paper figurine shop to pick up the goods today. He changed into a long robe, black with unknown patterns embroidered on it, which looked more like a divine costume, like the one worn by the gods in the Nuo opera just now.

The old man stood on the platform without a cane. He opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Thank God for giving us..."

Creature! "

The townspeople below also raised their arms and shouted: "Thank God for giving us food!"

Kurokawa looked at these townspeople. It was obvious that their mental state was not like that of normal people. Momo also looked around vigilantly. Only Kerry remained silent.

At this moment, the barrage also exploded:

"Oh my god, is this Nuo opera? We've had similar ones here before, but they didn't feel this spooky."

"There's obviously something wrong with these townspeople. It's really scary..."

"Am I the only one who noticed? There is a person tied to the bamboo pole. They are cannibals!!!"

"Don't worry, it's a horror game, this is normal. If you are timid, you'd better quit watching it."

"Come on Kurokawa, if things really don't work out just lean on Shield Brother, I feel like Shield Brother is very safe!"

Shield Brother is the nickname given to Li Rushi by the audience. Many of the audience are foreigners and do not quite understand the meaning of the word "Xuanzhi". In their opinion, Li Rushi is very brave, bold and reliable. In this kind of game, he is generally called a tank or a shield.

Seeing that Li Rushi looks like a pretty boy, SHIELD is more suitable for her. So, following a chatterbox audience member's shout of "Come on, Brother SHIELD", others also followed suit and shouted "Brother SHIELD".

Li Rushi had no feelings. It didn't matter what she called him. It was "Yang Le" anyway, not her. She knew that the person on the platform was a person, a living person who was still breathing, but was about to die. In public, the chances of saving him were slim. If she didn't kill him now, she might be able to try to rescue him at night.

Obviously, the old man did not bring up the man tied with bamboo poles for exhibition. After he finished shouting the slogan, the big man standing next to him immediately took out a sharp knife. The knife was very sharp and the edge showed signs of wear, which showed that it had really seen blood.

It's bad, I'm going to kill him on the spot! Li Rushi frowned, made a spell with his hands, and quietly jumped towards the big man holding the knife. The big man's wrist softened, and the sharp knife immediately fell to the ground.

Li Rushi had not yet adapted to this body, so she had not yet fully mastered her strength. Uh... from what she saw, the man's wrist was most likely broken.

The townspeople began to make a commotion, and the old man also sensed the disturbance. He shouted, "What's going on, Daqiang? Why did the knife fall?"

The sturdy man named Daqiang covered his wrist, sweating on his forehead from the pain: "Mr. Yang, something hit my hand..."

Old Yang frowned. It was not a good sign that the knife fell to the ground during the sacrifice. The townspeople were watching. I was afraid that I would not be able to slaughter the sheep today.

"It's windy today, Daqiang is busy, it's okay, we'll kill the sheep tomorrow morning. Let's go home. Whose sheep will be the next one? Remember to bring the sheep here. Let's go, let's go."

Seeing that they were not going to "slaughter the sheep" today, everyone was ashamed and could only return in dismay. Kurokawa and the other three wanted to be together, and Yingxue trusted Li Rushi more and was unwilling to separate from them.

"Yingxue, we are both members of the blacksmith shop. If you leave, what if they come looking for you?" Kurokawa was a little unhappy. Yingxue was the only female player in the team, and he wanted to get some benefits. Who knew she would stay with that guy, and that big, stupid Parker was willing to follow him!

What kind of drug did this pretty boy Xuanzhi give them? ? ? ?

"If the five of you are together, the NPC will definitely come for you." Li Rushi stepped forward and blocked Kurokawa's sight. "Divide into two teams. Yingxue and Pug will follow me, and the three of you will form a team. This way, you can escape if you encounter danger."

Even if Heichuan was unhappy, he would not risk his life. He curled his lips and left with Chen Mo and Kerry. Ying Xue looked at Li Rushi and said, "Xuan Zhi, where are we going?"

Li Rushi looked back at the naive Yingxue and the big, silly Parker, feeling helpless.

"Let's go to my paper figurine shop. It's safer there."

Yingxue and Parker naturally had no objection.

I thought it would be quiet on the first night in the dungeon, but someone came to steal the sheep in the middle of the night.

In the control room of the game console, something seemed to be getting even more excited.

The young man opened his eyes in a daze, and a green light flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to feel... spiritual power just now?

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The information about Nuo in the article comes from the article "From Human Head Blood Sacrifice to the Face of Gods and Ghosts" in "Authentic Scenery".