After hearing Wang Jiayang's arrangement, everyone responded one after another, and there was no hint of drunkenness in their voices.
Under the leadership of Feng Yi, Wang Jiayang and others quickly caught up with Dunzhu, each concealing their aura and following him quietly.
Soon, Dundup stood in front of the courtyard of a house in the village and pressed the doorbell outside the courtyard.
The door opened quickly. Dunzhu instinctively turned around to scan the situation behind him, and then quickly entered the yard.
This is the village chief's home, because Feng Yi clearly sensed the village chief's aura in this house.
After the sound of the door opening and closing came from the courtyard, everyone climbed up the courtyard wall and prepared to jump into the courtyard.
At this moment, a huge black shadow like a furry bear suddenly flew towards Wu Liang.
What is this? Brown bear
Wu Liang instinctively raised his arm to block. Fortunately, Lu Yun, who was on the side, seemed to have noticed it and took action in time. He hit the "furry bear" on the back of the head with his palm. The "furry bear" didn't even make a muffled sound in time. He fell to the ground and fainted.
Wu Liang quickly stepped forward to check, and then he discovered that the "furry bear" rushing towards him was actually a strong Tibetan mastiff.
Feng Yi pointed to his nose, then pointed to the Tibetan mastiff that fainted on the ground, and made a lurking gesture.
Wu Liang instantly understood what Feng Yi meant. It turned out that the Tibetan Mastiff had already noticed when the six of his party were approaching. Tibetan Mastiffs don't like to bark, so they deliberately held their breath and lurked at the courtyard wall. They should have wanted to give these people a chance to sneak into their home. The bad guy delivers the killing blow.
Gently touching the fainted Tibetan Mastiff on the ground, Wu Liang couldn't help but think of the world he once lived in, and the tragedy that had befallen this loyal and fighting dog breed.
Once upon a time, these Tibetan mastiffs were popular in their own world because of their loyalty and bravery. Then, driven by profit, they became a money-making tool for countless speculators, and were worth millions of dollars.
No one wants them to look after homes and homes, everyone just wants to use them to make money.
In order to breed Tibetan Mastiffs with better appearance and become rich overnight, many speculators have exhausted all means, even at the cost of producing batches of sick mastiffs, dyed mastiffs, and even growth hormone mastiffs...
When the Tibetan Mastiff economic bubble burst, countless once-high-priced Tibetan Mastiffs were abandoned by speculators and ended up living on the streets or even sent to dog meat restaurants.
"It's fine, it just fainted." Lu Yun's voice interrupted Wu Liang's thoughts.
"Stop looking, this is a Tibetan Mastiff. If you like it, go back and look again. You can see groups of stray Tibetan Mastiffs in no man's land." Wang Jiayang urged in a low voice.
Wu Liang nodded and quickly followed everyone.
The house of the village chief's family is the same as that of Dunzup's family. It is also a two-story building with white walls and red tiles.
Perhaps because there was a Tibetan Mastiff guarding the house in the courtyard, the door was not locked and everyone sneaked in quietly.
The house of the village chief's house is very big. After entering the house, there is a spacious foyer. Feng Yi stopped to investigate, pointed to the east side of the second floor, activated his breath shielding ability, and then led everyone to dive. past.
As soon as everyone went up to the second floor, they heard the village chief's surprised voice: "What did you say? They actually encountered a sacred tree in a piece of ice and snow? How is that possible?"
"How dare I lie at this time, village chief? I looked carefully and found that what they were holding was indeed a sacred tree, but the piece of sacred tree was only the size of an arm and had no roots.
They came from afar and were worried that they would not be able to offer the sacred tree in time, which would offend the gods, so they wanted to ask us to help them ask the gods for instructions on how to offer the sacred tree. "Dundup's voice also came out.
"How could a god descend into an incarnation without asking for a dream in advance? Or is it just a rootless sacred tree?" The village chief's voice paused for a moment, and then whispered: "There must be something wrong with these people. Are they sleeping now?"
"I confirmed it before I came here. I drank a lot of highland barley liquor and fell asleep." Dunzhu replied.
"No, there are too many of them, and I'm still worried. You go back and keep an eye on them, so you don't have to worry about the sacrifice." The village chief said decisively.
"Village chief, they have really slept to death. The three little ones also drank secretly and will never wake up! The sacrifice is a big deal, so I have to go! If the gods punish them for this..." Dunzhu said anxiously.
"Go back if I ask you to. The gods will not punish you." There was a hint of impatience in the village chief's tone.
"Village Chief, you can't say that. The gods made it clear at the beginning that everyone must be present for the sacrifice. If I don't go, let alone enter the temple in the future, I'm afraid my life will not be easy!" Dunzhu said sadly.
The village chief's heavy breathing came.
"That's all, you come with me. The sacrifice will be carried out very quickly. After that, we will go to your place together to confirm the matter of the sacred trees and then hold them down." The village chief said solemnly.
The door opened, and a series of footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Everyone had already hid in the utility room across the corridor. After watching the village chief and Dunzhu leave the house, Wang Jiayang and others quickly followed.
Fortunately, the moonlight was relatively dim tonight, so the fainted Tibetan Mastiff was lying on the edge of the courtyard wall without attracting the attention of the village chief and Dundup.
Following the figures of the village chief and Dundup, everyone arrived at the small temple in the village.
Everyone passed by this small temple in the afternoon, but saw that the temple door was closed and it seemed that it was not open to the public.
Fifth Lord even knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered.
But at this moment, the small temple has its door open, and the open space in front of the temple is brightly lit. Countless villagers are gathering here, waiting for the arrival of the village chief.
In the center of the open space, a large bonfire was burning. In front of the bonfire, three young men were back to back, tightly tied into a ball with hemp ropes.
The villagers gathered around them, with serious expressions and hostility in their eyes.
The three young men did not struggle, their eyes were full of confusion, staring blankly ahead, as if they did not know what was happening.
Seeing the arrival of the village chief, everyone quickly made way for them, and Dundup quickly stood in the ranks of the villagers.
The village chief walked up to the three young men, looked at the villagers and said loudly: "The god Jumang chose us and lowered the incarnation tree to give us the opportunity to lead us to the temple.
But after these three outsiders entered our village, they dared to talk nonsense and blasphemy, and even attempted to attack the sacred tree. This is an unforgivable crime.
The gods were offended, so they were furious with thunder, so they sent down punishment to destroy the sanity of these three people. Now they have also given an oracle, ordering us to sacrifice these three blasphemous people.
The oracle made it very clear how to offer sacrifices.
These three blasphemers must use their flesh, blood and bones as nourishment and as offerings to the sacred tree in order to be able to wash away their sins.
Everyone has brought everything they need to bring, right? "
All the villagers nodded silently, and each took out a knife from their arms.
(End of chapter)