My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"But now, there is one more important thing."

Following Zhang Hao's words, everyone's expressions became serious.

They looked at Zhang Hao, waiting for Zhang Hao's order.

"Put your feet up."

Zhang Hao said to Xingyue.

"what?"

Xingyue lowered her head innocently, and then realized that she had stepped on the packaging table where the chicken legs were plastic-sealed, and she couldn't even pick up the chicken legs inside.

Zhang Hao grabbed the bag and said, "Let go!"

Xingyue jumped back twice. After Zhang Hao picked up the chicken leg, he made sure that there was no soil on it, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and took a big bite.

"You actually ate the chicken legs given to the saint!"

Bonnar shouted, as if it was hard to believe what he was seeing.

"Why can't you eat it?"

Zhang Hao stuffed a big mouthful of chicken drumsticks into his mouth and said incoherently: "My wife was afraid that I would get hungry in the car on the way, so she gave it to me. It is originally my thing."

The others looked at Zhang Hao chewing the chicken legs and couldn't help but feel that he looked very different from Yin Hui.

They obviously know all the mysterious knowledge, but why is one so mysterious and aloof, and the other so... down-to-earth?

Just when Zhang Hao was about to step into the sacred mountain, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the village behind him.

"oops!"

"My God!"

"Go to the clan leader quickly! No, no, no, go to the miko-sama!"

People's calls made Xueji stop.

The moment she turned her head, a wisp of black air floated out from behind her ears, and Zhang Hao saw it.

"Clan leader!"

A man wearing rags and linen clothes rushed over, pointed to the inside of the village and stammered: "Another... another person died."

"……who is it?"

"Gaola..."

Hearing this, Xueji's body collapsed instantly. If Zhang Hao hadn't come close to help him, he would have fallen down.

"Xueji..."

Yinhui seemed to know what this name meant to Xueji. His expression was sad, but he couldn't say a word of comfort.

"Is that person a relative of Xue Ji?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

He had to ask. The current situation could not allow more and more doubts.

"No, Xueji has no relatives in this world. That person is... the person she likes."

Xueji stumbled towards the stockade, and the others followed.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao knew that he could not go into the mountain alone, so he followed him down to take a look at the situation.

Because the sacrificial ceremony was broken, two people died one after another in one day.

The villagers' fear has reached its peak.

"I want to go out, I don't want to stay here anymore, I will die!"

"Run!"

"Even if I die, I don't want to continue to be tortured!"

The villagers who fell into a state of collapse ignored Xueji and Yinhui's comfort, took all their belongings, and ran towards the village's plaque.

Even if there is chaos outside, they are not afraid.

For them now, death is not the most terrifying thing, the most terrifying thing is the sudden death that will come at an unknown time.

"Don't go out!"

Shiki screamed, but no one listened.

She pulled hard on everyone who passed by her, but no one paid any attention to her.

The prestige of the clan leader is not worth mentioning in the face of fear.

"Look, your hands can come out!"

A man who moved quickly stretched his hands out of the barrier, and the black and gray chaos swallowed up everything almost instantly.

And he said in surprise: "It's all a lie. As long as you can run out of this door, as long as you can-"

Before he could finish what he said, he had already rushed out impatiently.

His body was overwhelmed.

Then, there was no more movement.

"...Does this count as running away?"

"I don't know, why is there no sound?"

"I'll go out and have a look too, I can't stand it anymore."

More and more people rushed out, but without exception, no one came back.

Even the sound was gone. After stepping through the door, they seemed to suddenly disappear from the world, and seemed to be swallowed into another space.

At this time, Zhang Hao seemed to suddenly realize something, and his expression suddenly changed.

He grabbed Yinhui's wrist and forced her to focus on him.

"Witch, control the people in the village and don't let them get out."

"Nonsense, of course I know I can't go out! No, I have to bring those people back."

Yinhui said and turned to leave.

But her wrist was still gripped and she couldn't move.

"let me go."

"The people in this village..."

When the next words came to his lips, Zhang Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability. Then he leaned close to Yin Hui's ear and finished the last half of the sentence.

"He's already dead."

Suddenly, Yinhui's throat seemed to be tightly grasped by Zhang Hao's words, and even breathing became a luxury.

Already dead?

How can it be……

This was a question that should have been questioned without hesitation, but Yinhui was hesitant.

Really... is he already dead?

So what are these in front of you?

I saw that the originally quiet and peaceful village suddenly became extremely dilapidated due to the riots of the villagers, as if a hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Overturned fruit baskets, dilapidated stairs, decaying altars...

In the blink of an eye, the noise once again took over his mind.

"Ah! They are all dead!"

Someone shouted loudly at the plaque, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

In the distance, the black and white chaos has become clear.

Outside the plaque, there were several figures lying down. There was no doubt that they were the ones who had just run out. Without exception, their eyes were open and their expressions were complicated.

Some seemed to have seen the dawn and were full of hope, while others were full of hostility and anger.

Their emotions were frozen from the moment they stepped out of the mountain gate.

Everyone was frightened by the scene in front of them. There were people coming with luggage from behind, and they did not dare to go out again, for fear that they would become like that.

Xue Ji supported his crumbling body, held Yin Hui's hand, and said with a bitter smile: "We can't go on like this anymore. The villagers' mental state is also on the verge of collapse. We must end all this... I want to walk into that place." Holy Mountain!”

As she spoke, she approached the brick road step by step.

Every step she took seemed to be pushed outward by an invisible force, making it difficult for her to move forward.

"Must...must go in!"

But her footsteps still stopped at the place closest to the mountain gate, and she could not take another step forward no matter what.

"How could this happen...Am I really unable to enter the sacred mountain?"

I don’t know how long I had been holding back the tears that finally flowed down.

Suddenly, she felt someone push her back.

She's in!

She entered the sacred mountain, just like this!

Xue Ji looked back in surprise - Zhang Hao was gnawing on the chicken leg with one hand, and raised the other hand in the air, still pushing.

It was Zhang Hao who just pushed Xueji into the sacred mountain!

"how did you do that?

Because he was so surprised, Xueji found that he couldn't even ask this question.

Zhang Hao seemed to have no intention of explaining. He turned around and said to the others who were stunned: "The trouble is over, everyone come in."

Everyone approached cautiously with some doubts.

Bonnar was even more exaggerated. In order to prevent himself from being hurt by the barrier of the sacred mountain, he actually stretched out one foot first and made sure that there was no pain before entering the sacred mountain with confidence.

The moment you step into the sacred mountain, you can hear the thunder that echoes through the sky. Just walking on this land, you can feel the electric current in the air flowing through your body.

Under such pressure, ordinary people should quickly retreat.

But to Zhang Hao's surprise, no one looked back.

Xueji was supported by a sense of faith, Yinhui had the ability, and Bonnar was holding his breath. Although the three of them looked uncomfortable, they had no intention of leaving.

What surprised Zhang Hao the most was Yu Bin and Xingyue.

They clung to each other, looking curiously at everything around them, with no sign of pain on their expressions.

First, there is no spiritual energy to protect the body, second, there is no sense of awe, and third, it has nothing to do with this place.

They didn't show anything, and their expressions were normal. They didn't look like they had entered a sacred mountain, but were in a grove, an ordinary scenic spot.

"how did you do that?"

Yinhui came to Zhang Hao and asked quietly: "How did you let us all enter the sacred mountain?"

In fact, Yinhui's heart dropped to the bottom when he saw Xueji being rejected by the sacred mountain.

But before she could react, Zhang Hao pushed her.

It was just a simple "push", but Xueji broke the curse and entered the sacred mountain.

She wanted to know how Zhang Hao did it.

"Knowing this, will it change anything for you?"

"More than just simple curiosity, I want to know if I have the ability to save the Xianglu Divine Village."

"Every miko before you probably thought the same way, but they all failed. Why do you think you can do it, just based on your feelings for Yukichi?"

Zhang Hao's rhetorical question silenced Yinhui.

The professional life of a miko is only twenty years, and almost every retired miko has not died a good death. They have all said similar things, which is that the village will die sooner or later, and it is meaningless to keep holding purification rituals like this.

But when the great witch asked them to withdraw voluntarily, no one escaped.

No one can escape calmly after visiting Xianglu Village once and seeing the faces of those people.

There seems to be a magical power here. Whether you like it or not, as long as you come here once, your destiny will be closely intertwined with this place.

"I don't know, but I want to do something. You said that the people in the village are actually dead, so what are they now?"

Zhang Hao couldn't answer this question.

All he knew was that from the moment he stepped into this Xianglu Village, he could no longer feel a trace of life.

"Yinhui, what mistake did you make as a saint back then? As a miko, you should be passing on insider information from generation to generation, right? Even if it's gossip, it doesn't matter. You can say anything."

Zhang Hao's mind is a little confused now. He needs more information to make the situation clearer.

Yinhui hesitated.

Just like before, she couldn't reveal the secrets in the village casually. She cast her gaze on Xueji in front of her.

Xueji's back was extremely lonely, and she seemed to feel someone looking at her. She smiled bitterly and said without looking back: "This is already the situation, and there is no use hiding it from outsiders like them."

With Xueji's approval, Yinhui finally revealed the secret of the village that had been sealed for three hundred years.

"You Han people believe that everything in the world has a cause and effect. The clan leader's assassination of the saint also had a cause and effect. It is said that the saint did something wrong, causing irreparable consequences, and then the clan leader killed her."

Zhang Hao nodded and quietly waited for Yinhui's next news.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't speak again.

"Gone?"

"It's gone." Yinhui said matter-of-factly.

"No..." Zhang Hao almost lost his voice: "What is the shocking secret of our art committee, that's it? Don't you know more information?"

"I heard this from the senior witches. I don't know the details."

To be honest, Zhang Hao was a little disappointed.

His intuition told him that if he found the "cause", maybe all this would be over.

If you can't find it here, you can only go to the top of the mountain, where the saint died.

Zhang Hao could feel that the mountain was dying.

I originally thought that there would be some rare treasures in the mountain of Xianglu Shenzhai, but not only was the village lifeless, but even the aura of the mountain was about to disappear, let alone the mountain treasure.

"Well...the air becomes fresher as we go up the mountain, what do you think?"

Xingyue suddenly said something without any end.

Zhang Hao looked up at the dark clouds and could only feel that they were getting closer. As for being relaxed and refreshing, there was nothing at all.

He looked at Xingyue again, and saw that her movements were different from others' ease. If Yu Bin hadn't held her back, she might have jumped up.

Xingyue looked at the flowers for a while, and pinched the grass for a while, feeling a sense of relaxation lingering around her body.

Bao Naer seemed to be infected by Xingyue's relaxation, and his always pale face finally showed a little bit of human-like rosiness.

"You two are really energetic. I can't compare to you young people. I feel like I'm suffocating several times."

Xingyue patted Baonar's arm and said with a smile: "Maybe we are big-minded and don't know what fear is. And aren't there two great gods following us? There is no need to be afraid."

Of course she was talking about Zhang Hao and Yin Hui.

It's just that Yinhui feels that there is nothing he can do, and Zhang Hao feels that he shouldn't meddle too much, as long as he solves the puzzle and ensures that he can go out.

After all, this village... breaking the curse is not necessarily a good thing for them.

"I don't know why, but I always feel a little familiar here." Xingyue touched the branches, and after thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly pointed to a huge banyan tree in the distance and said, "Behind that tree, there should be traces of a six-pointed star, right? "

"What are you talking about? How are you sure there is one over there?"

Yu Bin patted Xingyue's forehead, and the latter let out a soft breath, and the two of them began to get tired of each other again.

(End of this chapter)