Many ancient villages and towns have continued traditions, such as offering sacrifices and prayers.
Sur was quite interested in this for a while, and it happened that the TV channel was broadcasting a documentary at the time. The overall impression was: a bit weird, but very religious and mysterious.
Right now, these villagers are gathered at the west entrance of the village, kneeling beside the well and reciting some words, so fast that they cannot hear what they are saying.
The village chief bent down on his knees, put his hands in front of him and kowtowed heavily, and finally spoke clearly: "Please forgive me for our sins."
Sur frowned, completely different from the documentary, this kind of prayer at first glance belongs to the category of evil.
"They kowtowed in one direction." Ji Heng said in a low voice.
Sur looked in the direction he mentioned, and all the villagers would look to the right of the well when they knelt down.
The village chief was helped to stand up, and implied a warning: "The day after tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, pay attention to it every day, and don't say the wrong thing."
Hearing the sacrificial ceremony, many villagers' eyes flashed with excitement, and their shoulders trembled slightly, as if they couldn't wait to see that day come.
The village chief pushed away the person who helped him and said softly, "Let's go."
The villagers got together one by one, and Sur pointed to the back and asked with his eyes whether to go or stay.
Ji Heng: "Look at the well in a while."
On the other hand, Su Tangying was worried: "If these villagers find out that we are not in the house, it is difficult to explain."
Ji Heng calmly said, "The envoy doesn't need to explain."
Sur nodded in agreement: "Yes, we sleepwalk in prayer every night."
Su Tangyi said embarrassedly: "Really?"
When it comes to important matters, Yizhu has two different styles of speaking and acting, and is very serious: "The remaining layers of window paper have not been pierced, so there is no need to do too well on the bright side."
The villagers have ghosts in their hearts, and they also came with a purpose, but now is not the time to tear their faces.
Sur carefully hid behind the wall and saw that most of the villagers directly entered his own house, and he did not intend to visit at night. At the moment, the idea of returning to the house was completely dispelled, and when the people were finished, he sneaked out and prepared to study the well.
He wasn't bold enough to look directly out, who knows if a ghost will come out of the well.
Ji Heng didn't seem to focus on the well, so he cut off the thick branches and started loosening the soil. Seeing this, several people worked together to plan out the soil with their hands after the soil was loosened.
Sur touched something, his hand froze slightly, and the others stopped moving.
"What's wrong?" Ji Heng asked.
Sur glanced at the hand buried in the soil: "It seems to be a bone. How likely do you think it may be an animal?"
As he said that, he pulled it out, and a few stones jumped into the air, and what Sur had in his hand was also presented in front of everyone: a charred and blackened hand bone.
It's not that I haven't seen a more disgusting scene. Resisting the urge to vomit, he speeded up the digging.
One bone after another gradually reappeared, and Sur's eyes darkened. Before digging into the depths, four hand bones were found. I don't know how many bodies were buried in the ground.
Su Tang: "Are these skeletons from villagers or from outsiders?"
No one answered, but everyone knew the latter was more likely.
Sur made a very general inference: "The sacrificial ceremony, it is estimated that the gods were burned."
"… "
Makes some sense.
Hastily burying the skeleton again, Sur turned to look at the well and tapped on the wall politely: "Is there anyone inside?"
After a quick search, he came back with lightning speed.
His movements were too large, and Ji Heng was helpless: "Aren't you afraid of hitting your waist?"
Sur shrugged, this confidence is still there.
Yizhu's mouth twitched: "Just check it directly, why bother asking?"
Sur: "If there is a ghost, it will definitely be stunned by my polite inquiry, so we must seize these few seconds."
Yizhu asked nonchalantly, "What did you see?"
It only took less than three seconds in total, and at most it was to see the bottom of the dark well.
Sur's smile faded, his eyes seemed to be looking at the well through the barrier, and at the end he slowly spit out a word: "Painting."
"painting?"
Sur nodded: "There are nicks on the inner wall, which together look like a painting."
Yizhu's expression was a little subtle.
If I read it correctly, this is a very important clue, but the danger of going down is a bit high. She didn't want to take risks easily, and didn't want to take advantage of others in vain, so she looked at Sur: "If you want to go down, I'll give you a healing tool."
This type of props is worth two or three ordinary props.
"… "
Suer is embarrassed, he is still greedy for his body during the day, and throws it away at night
An unkind chuckle came from the side, and Suer turned his head. Although Ji Heng pursed his lips, he was sure that the voice belonged to him.
Ji Heng gave a symbolic comfort: "At any time, learning will never abandon you."
"… "
This was just a small episode. Ji Heng walked to the well just after speaking. He was not as cautious as Su Er, he rolled up his sleeves and reached out to explore the inner wall.
After a while he said, "Bring a lamp and a thick rope, and I'm going down the well."
Sur's lips moved, but he didn't stop him in the end.
Yizhu and Su Tangying went looking for something, and Suer suggested, "It's better to be armed with props."
Ji Heng's spiritual value is not low. According to the current feeling, even if there is a ghost at the bottom of the well, it will not be too strong. However, seeing his serious face, he still took out a gossip mirror and hung it in front of him.
The gossip mirror is dressed in modern clothes, and it looks a bit funny. Fortunately, the appearance is good.
After taking the rope, Ji Heng skillfully tied it around his waist.
To be on the safe side, Su Er helped him tie another one. When he wanted to add a third, Su Tangying hurriedly stopped him: "The five-flowered tie is not tied to a pig."
The words were not rough, and Su Er looked at Ji Heng, who was showing a rather helpless smile at him with two thick ropes tied around his waist.
Sur coughed lightly, waved his hand, and signaled to go down.
The humidity in the well was very heavy, Ji Heng squinted and scanned the murals, because he still had to distinguish, the speed of the downward movement was very slow, and it was also thanks to his good arm strength.
From time to time, I had to turn around in the well, and it took nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the bottom of the well.
Sur was lying on the side of the well, the painting was upside-down for him, and he couldn't see the content, but he noticed Ji Heng's frowning brows.
"A traveler fainted in the desert, made a deal with the gods, and later arrived at the oasis to repent, marry and have children..."
The voice came from the bottom of the well, and there was an echo in the emptiness, not to mention how gloomy it was.
When Ji Heng was looking at the picture and telling the story, a pale hand rose from the water, and he knocked it down with no expression on his face, as if he had already discovered the existence of water ghosts, he ignored it and continued to look at the painting: "God is angered, the oasis has been dry for years, and it is about to become A piece of sand."
Sur frowned: "The logic is wrong."
Since it is a god, it is good to take the lives of mortals in one anger, so why bother to take out the anger of an entire oasis.
"That's it," Ji Heng said, "there are two other wells, maybe we can find other clues."
When he was about to go up, he temporarily changed his mind and grabbed the water ghost's hair and dragged it up.
The rope swayed in mid-air, fortunately, the ghost itself was not heavy, and one person and one ghost came up safely.
The water ghost was thrown to the ground, instinctively reaching out to grab a living person and drag him down. Ji Heng looked at Su Tangying and Yizhu: "Please go to Trillion and check the contents of the mural."
They are all human beings, and they know that this is deliberately opening up people, but Trillion and Li Zicang have already started to check the well, and it is necessary to go there.
After they left, Ji Heng brought the water ghost to Sur.
Sur took out the electric shocker and stared at the water ghost before inhaling the yin energy: "Everyone else was burned to death, so this one became a water ghost?"
"It's a player." Ji Heng said, "The badge fell off when it came up."
Sur tried to talk to the water ghost several times, but all ended in failure, and finally determined that he was completely insane.
Ji Heng: "Players become ghosts, and it is extremely unlikely that they will retain consciousness."
When the aborigines die, they can turn into ghosts with self-consciousness, but players cannot, otherwise the balance will be easily damaged.
Su Er also thought of this, and by the way, he thought about the possibility of Zhu Yun being alive. She seemed to have a residual sense of reason.
The water ghost only has animal nature left, struggling to get food. Sur suddenly understood that the reason why Ji Heng frowned in the well was not from the mural, but from the discovery that the water ghost was once a player.
Ji Heng: "Hurry up."
Sur raised his head, sighed and finally chose to do it. Seeing that the ferocious water ghost was about to lose its vitality, at the last moment, the water ghost's eyes seemed to regain clarity, full of relief.
"Thank you..." As soon as a word came out of his throat, the water ghost suddenly became violent again, and the only clarity was gone.
After twitching heavily for a few times, the struggle was fruitless, and the water ghost completely disappeared.
Sur shook his head. Compared with turning into a ghost after death, being able to completely disappear in the dungeon is considered a kind of luck.
He didn't have time to sigh for too long before Ji Heng said, "The image in the portrait in the well is a woman."
Sur was stunned for a moment, completely not expecting this turning point.
Recalling the story on the hotel card at that time, the young traveler appeared in the desert, and the word 'he' was used on the card, and the first reaction was directly regarded as a male.
In fact, the word 'he' was widely used a long time ago, and the reason for judging a traveler as a male is just habitual thinking.
"Yizhu turned out to be the earliest truth..."
Just as he was talking, Trillion and others came from the darkness, and now all the players are gathered together.
On the way, Yizhu had communicated with them long ago, and now she was playing with her hair and said, "Who will talk about the sense of responsibility at the juncture of life and death."
This is not the time to argue with each other over values, and Ying Yuan roughly summed up the picture of the other two wells: "Man is not as good as God, God wanted to take a woman's life after giving birth, but never thought that a woman would be too frightened to die in childbirth. ."
Sur lowered his eyes: "No wonder I can only anger the village." He slowly asked, "Where's the child?"
Trillion shook his head: "I didn't mention it, but it was engraved with a line of words: Every year on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, God will come to the village of sin to pick up the angel he picked."
The fifteenth day of the seventh month is the day after tomorrow, which is the time when God will take their lives.
Trillion looked solemn: "Time is limited and there are few clues. We must determine a direction of investigation... The child not mentioned in the story, the village itself, or the young traveler, which one do you think you should start with?"
The voice fell for a long time, but no one answered.
Ji Heng glanced at Sur before speaking, meaning to listen to his opinion.
"I'm not particularly good at finding information," Sur told the truth.
Ji Heng: "It's okay to say what you can think of at the moment, not a clue."
Sur: "One, destroying the village. The line mentioned that God will come to the sinful village to guide him. If the village is gone, this sentence may not be true."
After a pause, he stretched out another finger: "Second, suicide, God is destined to return empty-handed."
"… "
Peerless ruthless man!
Li Zicang, who had not spoken much, his eyes trembled: "You are being ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to yourself."
Sur: "'Destroyed' does not mean killing. You can find a way to temporarily incapacitate the villagers and move them to different places in batches. There are no people living in the village. , isn't the god busy working in vain?"
Su Tangying pointed out the blind spot: "But the water ghost was just discovered in the well. If you are unfortunately dragged in, you will really die."
Sur smiled: "That's because there are other options."
One died, and five other players.
Su Tangying was about to open his mouth when he shuddered inexplicably when he saw Su'er's smile.
"Players who can enter the falsification will not be weak, and they will prove that these villagers are not good at the village." Sur smiled: "So you must take the initiative."
"You want to..."
Ji Heng said indifferently: "He wants to swagger in the village to conduct inquiries from tomorrow, and he wants to do group activities. If the villagers block it, if we don't agree, we will act as if we are going to commit suicide collectively."
When the gods are dead, what will they use to sacrifice to heaven