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Although the layout of this underground village is almost identical to that on the ground, it is not the same village after all. There is no electricity in the village, and all lighting relies on oil lamps on the cave ceiling and torches hanging outside the houses, making it extremely dark.
Therefore, when Widow Liu and the others passed by me, no one noticed that an uninvited guest came quietly, just a few feet away from them.
After the group left Widow Liu's house, they stopped in front of a stone house not far away. Widow Liu with a mask shouted into the house: "Xiong Liu! Get out quickly." ! The festival is about to begin!"
Immediately afterwards, a man's response came from the room: "I know, I have a stomachache and I'm still in the latrine. You go first, I'll be back in a moment!"
I hid aside and listened to their conversation clearly, and I suddenly felt doubtful. I know the "Xiong Liu" whom Widow Liu called just now. When he was on the ground, he lived across from Widow Liu's farmhouse. He was a young and strong man who looked to be in his twenties. But what makes me wonder is, what exactly is the sacrifice they are talking about?
I know that the sacrificial ceremony is an ancient Chinese sacrificial or memorial ceremony. Although it is modern now, in some villages, on specific days, villagers will spontaneously organize some sacrificial activities to bless the coming year. Good weather or something. It's just that it's around four in the morning, and I've never heard of any ceremony being held at this time. What's more, if it was just a general sacrifice, why would the people in the village specially come to this underground village to hold it instead of holding it on the ground?
On the other side, Widow Liu and the others left after hearing Xiong Liu's response.
I saw them gradually walking towards the center of the village, so I walked out of the shadows. Just as I was about to follow them, I heard the sound of water coming from the stone house of Xiong Liu's family, and the sound of people gradually approaching the door. Footsteps.
At this time, I suddenly had an idea, and an idea came to my mind.
So, I hid by the door of Xiong Liu's house, squatted down at the same time, took out my pistol from my pocket, and pulled the bullet out of the chamber.
After a while, a man also wearing a Nuo mask opened the door. As soon as he stepped out of the house with one foot, I jumped up and hit him hard on the head with the handle of the gun in my hand. past.
"Boom!"
Wearing a mask, Xiong Liu fell backward without even letting out a scream. I quickly caught him to prevent him from making any noise, and then dragged Xiong Liu, who had passed out, back to his own house.
In the house, I stripped Xiong Liu naked, dug out a few thick hemp ropes, and tied Xiong Liu with a large five-flowered rope. I tied him firmly to the bed, not even letting go of the seam between his mouth and skin. He was tightly surrounded with hemp ropes to prevent him from calling for help when he woke up.
After finishing this, I found a bowl of herbal tea and poured it on Xiong Liu¡¯s forehead. The cold tea made Xiong Liu gradually wake up. When he opened his eyes and saw me in front of him, some vague sounds immediately came out of Xiong Liu's mouth, and his body kept shaking, as if he was about to get up from the bed.
I sneered at him and then asked, "No need to pester me. This is the binding technique I learned from Sister Lin. You won't be able to break free so easily."
After hearing what I said, Xiong Liu began to have an angry expression on his face. I completely ignored this and started to reload the pistol. Then I put the loaded pistol against his head and asked: "Tell me, where are the women who were kidnapped by you?" Otherwise I will kill you!"
Xiong Liu's figure was shaken, but then a mocking expression began to appear on his face, as if he already knew that I couldn't shoot.
Of course I couldn¡¯t really shoot. In fact, I wasn¡¯t so naive as to think that Xiong Liu would cooperate with me easily. After all, judging from the current facts, people in this village probably already know the identity of Qianyi and I as police officers. In this case, they certainly will not think that a policeman dares to shoot and kill people indiscriminately.
However, I originally just gave it a try. Seeing that Xiong Liu was not cooperative, I simply decided to carry out my original plan, which was to use Xiong Liu's clothes and mask to disguise himself as Xiong Liu and go see what Widow Liu just said. At that ceremony, maybe I could find the whereabouts of Lin Qianyi and the others there.
Thinking of this, I knocked Xiong Liu unconscious again, then I put on his clothes, put on his mask, put the pistol in my pocket?? just walked out of the house.
Dressed as Xiong Liu, I easily blended into a group of people who came from somewhere else and were rushing towards the center of the village.
Because they were wearing masks, I didn¡¯t recognize any of the villagers in the team. However, among these villagers, they seemed to be able to distinguish everyone¡¯s mask. Several people mistook me for someone while walking. Xiong Liu said hello to me several times. I was so scared that I didn¡¯t even dare to breathe, so I could only respond with a few squeaks.
Fortunately, as the team continued to advance, more and more masked villagers joined the team from the stone houses on both sides of the road. The attention of the villagers who thought I was Xiong Liu was soon attracted by those Attracted by new entrants.
As I walked, I noticed the direction of the team, which seemed to be heading towards the ancestral hall. I was a little strange, thinking, could there be villagers' ancestral halls in this underground village? But this is indeed possible, because aren't sacrificial activities in rural areas generally held in places similar to ancestral halls?
After walking for about ten minutes, and seeing that we were almost at the ancestral hall, I suddenly noticed that a light mist began to appear around me. The mist was so wet that it actually looked like water vapor. Not only that, as you move forward, the humidity of the air is getting higher and higher, and the smell of sulfur is gradually spreading.
How is this going? Is there a hot spring near here?
I stood on tiptoe slightly, wanting to see what was going on in front of me. When I looked at it, I found that there was no shadow of an ancestral hall directly in front of our team. Instead, there was a shadow in front of us. Where the ancestral hall is on the ground, there is a huge dark brown altar that is almost three stories high. Behind the altar, there was an obvious stream of water vapor coming out, as if there really was a hot spring behind the altar.
In addition, I noticed that on the altar, there were tables and white candles for worship, and in a circle around the altar, there were more than a dozen large water tanks, each with a There was firewood burning underneath, and the vat was filled with water, as if something was about to be cooked.
I was a little curious about the hot spring. I looked around and found that no one noticed me, so I wanted to take advantage of the crowds and noise around to get closer to see what the hot spring was like.
After walking around the edge of the crowd, avoiding their shadows, I actually saw a large blue fluorescent hot spring behind the altar. The hot spring was so large that it almost covered the entire ground. The size of the ancestral hall.
Not only that, I also noticed that there were dozens of white human bones scattered on the ground at the edge of the hot spring. Those bones seemed to have been corroded by something, and almost no one was complete. , if I hadn¡¯t seen a few skulls, I really wouldn¡¯t have been able to tell whether these bones were human or animal.
After seeing the scene beside the hot spring, my heart suddenly rose to the edge of my throat. What is going on with these human skeletons beside the hot springs?
At this moment, my ears suddenly caught the conversation of two men not far away wearing one black and one yellow ghost mask, and the content of their conversation almost made me shout.
Because I heard that what those two people said was actually related to Lin Qianyi!
¡¾Author's digression¡¿: Today I have to accompany my wife for a prenatal check-up, so I posted it early (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com