Chapter 929 Corpse Fruit Tree
The matter of sending living people as sacrifices has always been carried out by the village chief's lineage. In the past, when Wanggui was not a tourist attraction, the village would go outside to catch people, but there were times when they were unlucky and could not catch anyone.
In order to prevent the seal from getting out of control, they can only draw lots in the village to select people.
The reason why Master Chen and Uncle Ying were alarmed was that they could not escape the word greed.
After living a good life, naturally no one wants to go back to the past.
People have to be sent in, but we have to see if this disaster can be completely solved.
"Young sir, we are also forced to do so. If we let the female ghost come out, not only will the village suffer, but the surrounding area within a hundred miles will also become a den of ghosts!"
The village chief sighed and said: "Our village chief has guarded the seal for so many years. He has no merit but also hard work. Please show us mercy and let us go."
Otherwise, why do we say old ghosts are old ghosts.
His words were all mixed up, not only did he clear himself of the matter of sacrificing people, but he also shamelessly regarded this behavior as a good thing to maintain stability.
If it were a rookie with little experience, he might really be squeezed into a dilemma.
It's just a pity that the person standing in front of the village chief was Amber.
It's no exaggeration to say that he had killed more people than this old man had seen after integrating the memories of other worlds. How could he be fooled by this little trick?
"You lied."
Amber's tone was cold and there was no ups and downs. "But it doesn't matter, they are all going to die anyway."
The village chief opened his mouth when he heard this, and all the words that followed were stuck in his throat.
At the same time, he was secretly cursing his bad luck in his heart, meeting such a stubborn evil star.
It's over now
His eyes rolled slightly, and his palms were placed behind his back to make gestures.
Among the women and children kneeling behind, a child in his teens suddenly raised his arm, and a black pistol appeared in his hand.
Bang!
The trigger was pulled, and the bullet crossed the rifling.
However, it was not Amber who was shot, but the village chief who was still kneeling on the ground.
Feeling the pain, he stared blankly at the blood hole in his chest, and turned his head with difficulty to say something, but unfortunately the crazy loss of vitality made this idea aborted.
The child who fired the gun was also confused.
He couldn't figure out why he shot the village chief when he was clearly aiming at Amber.
"Grandpa!"
Good guy, it's still his grandson.
Amber shook his head slightly.
Without any instructions, Li Yan, who had been unable to restrain herself, began to slaughter.
With the nourishment of sufficient yang energy, she had already fully recovered her spiritual intelligence, and her ability had been greatly improved. Now she can form a ghost den with a radius of about 30 meters.
As long as she stretched out of it, she could ignore any rules and hang herself directly with a rope.
Just like at this moment.
"Get all the bodies out, I still need to sleep."
After saying this, Amber returned to the room.
Among the countless hemp ropes, a red-glowing rope moved, as if expressing grievance, but unfortunately no response was received.
Then, when Ahguai woke up the next day, he saw a scene that made him tremble with fear.
I saw ropes hanging down from the big tree in the middle of the village. There were densely packed corpses hanging on it. A rough count showed that there were more than a hundred people.
Looking at the entire village, I'm afraid there are only so many.
"Ah!!!"
He screamed in extreme fear, then rolled back to the room and said to Amber who was putting on his shoes: "Mr. An An, something big happened outside!!"
"Huh?"
Amber was surprised when he heard this, and then walked out of the room quickly, and also saw the "fruits" on the tree.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head and said, "It seems that the thing on the mountain last night took action. We have to go up quickly, otherwise your uncle will be in danger."
"Ah? I'm going too?"
Aguai pointed at his nose, showing surprise, and then his chubby face wrinkled into a ball, "I... I don't want to, but I'm afraid of dragging you down, Mr. An."
"Then you stay here?"
Amber didn't persuade him, looking at the corpses who died with their eyes open.
"This..."
Aguai followed his line of sight, and a chill rose from his heart. After all the entanglements, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I think I'll go together."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Amber said as he handed over the hemp rope, "Take this, as long as you stay within 30 meters of me, you won't be afraid of that thing."
"Thank you!"
Aguai looked at the familiar rope, and all the goose bumps on his body stood up, but he had to take it.
After getting it, a cold and slippery touch came from his hand, as if he was holding not a hemp rope, but the tongue of some unknown creature.
He was also half a family heirloom, and knew much more about this than ordinary people.
So he knew very well what the body of a hanged person looked like.
Thinking of the feeling in his hand, he suddenly felt a strong discomfort. He wanted to return the rope, but he was afraid that something would happen later.
While he was hesitating and struggling, he saw Amber's figure getting farther and farther away, and Aguai shivered in fear, and hurriedly ran to catch up.
"Mr. An, wait for me!!"
He was really scared.
As the figures of the two gradually disappeared, the bodies that were originally hanging on the tree turned their heads and looked towards the mountain road.
"What's going on! Why is this thing suddenly so much stronger!"
Uncle Ying was sweating profusely, trying his best to stop the fog from approaching.
Originally, he and Master Chen joined forces to form a shield that could cover the entire body for three meters, preventing the white fog from entering.
However, just an hour ago, the concentration of the fog suddenly increased several times, and the terrifying evil spirit made their methods unable to support it.
Now, let alone holding on until dark, I'm afraid that the shield will be broken in a little while.
"How do I know? This ghost thing might swallow people again!"
Master Chen was also struggling to block it, but it looked much easier than Uncle Ying.
This was not because he was stronger than the latter, but simply because the two had different methods.
Uncle Ying's ability was in himself, and the magic weapon was auxiliary.
Master Chen was completely the opposite, with the magic weapon as the main thing and himself as the auxiliary.
At this moment, most of the objects placed around him had been broken, leaving only a copper coin sword and a compass that barely maintained their shape.
But judging from the cracks on it, it was probably not going to last long.
"It seems that we are really going to fail this time."
When things developed to this point, Master Chen became more open-minded. The anxious expression on his face gradually disappeared, as if he had made some kind of decision: "Lin Ying, I will make some noise later and open a way for you to get out."
"No, we came together and we must go back together!"
Uncle Ying refused immediately.
He has always been the one who saved people, so how could he be willing to let others sacrifice their lives to save himself.
"Don't be stubborn!"
Master Chen scolded unceremoniously: "Only in this way can we have hope. I will definitely not be able to escape, but you still have hope. As long as you can escape from the forest before the fog swallows you, there is a glimmer of hope to get out of the ghost den. The guys I brought are almost all used up. Here, they are almost no different from ordinary people. We will definitely die together!"