prisoner in the door

It is not difficult for Mo Zhenzhen to slaughter an entire village of villagers as sacrifices. The only problem is how to please the gods.

When it comes to pleasing, the first thing Mo Zhenzhen has to do is to confirm who this god is.

In fact, this is easy to do. You only need to catch a villager and ask.

These villagers are all hiding now. It's not easy to find them, but Mo Zhenzhen is not helpless.

After all, there is one villager who, if nothing else happens, should still be lying where the villagers gathered before - Master Hui.

It's easy to find that place. Just keep walking along the road that the villagers came here. If you encounter a crooked road and look for shoe prints, you can almost find the direction.

'Master Hui' who was lying there probably didn't expect anyone to come at this time, because Mo Zhenzhen came face to face with him.

This 'Master Hui' was still wearing a shroud. When he saw Mo Zhenzhen, he seemed to have seen a ghost. Mo Zhenzhen suspected that he was struggling with whether it was better to pretend to be a corpse or to just pretend to be dead. .

Mo Zhenzhen waited for a while (three seconds), and then went straight to the topic with a sense of humanitarian tolerance.

The sharp head of the hairpin was pressed against the chin of this 'Master Hui'. Mo Zhenzhen was fierce, and the head of the hairpin even pushed part of it in. The pain was so painful that this 'Master Hui' almost couldn't stand, and he staggered and tried to hide back. , but was stopped by Mo Zhenzhen.

"Don't move, I'm just going to ask you a few questions."

'Master Hui' was so scared that he almost peed his pants, his cloudy eyes were wet, and he said tremblingly.

"Don't, don't be like this, I don't know anything, I..."

"Where is the 'god' you worship?"

'Master Hui' shut up instantly. Mo Zhenzhen only gave this 'Master Hui' three seconds before she asked again.

"It's the big stone at the entrance of the village, isn't it?"

The expression on 'Master Hui''s face changed, as if he wanted to ask 'how do you know', but he swallowed his words again, and the guilty look on his face was particularly obvious.

Mo Zhenzhen observed his expression carefully for a while, and then said calmly.

"lie."

'Master Hui' shook his head, and about to say something else, the hairpin slashed downwards, leaving a deep wound from 'Master Hui''s upper jaw to his collarbone.

The blood flowed out instantly, and 'Master Hui' didn't expect that she could be so cruel. He hurriedly tried to cover the wound, and even rolled and crawled to escape, but Mo Zhenzhen kicked him over and stepped on her hard. .

'Hui Ye' wanted to struggle, but he was no match for Mo Zhenzhen's strength (his body was visually aging seriously), but Mo Zhenzhen kept to herself.

"The heavy stone at the entrance of the village is at best a symbol. There are no traces of worship there. You must have deceived many people with this appearance."

Mo Zhenzhen turned the hairpin in her hand, tightened it, and turned around fiercely. The long hairpin pierced the temple of a villager who quietly approached her. The villager who was holding a kitchen knife was killed immediately.

It was easy to insert, but it took her some effort to pull it out.

'Hui Ye', who had been struggling before, saw that someone was really dead. He stopped struggling instantly and his whole body was shaking like chaff. He seemed to be frightened.

Mo Zhenzhen shook the hairpin on her hand, shook off the red and white thing, and said while shaking it off.

"There are rules for offering sacrifices. The simplest way of offering sacrifices also requires an officiant (priest/master of ceremonies/officiant) and a sacrifice. So are you the officiant?"

Mo Zhenzhen turned Master Hui over with her toes. Facing his frightened gaze, Mo Zhenzhen tilted her head, then turned sideways to avoid the villagers who suddenly rushed towards her. "It seems so."

These villagers had brute strength but no systematic training, so they suddenly pounced on them, which was all flaws in Mo Zhenzhen's eyes.

After dodging two chops, Mo Zhenzhen's hairpin was accurately inserted into the villager's neck, piercing the artery and throat. When it was pulled out, the villager was still alive.

He struggled for a long time before he finally breathed out, and Mo Zhenzhen kicked 'Hui Ye' who was about to run away, watching how he struggled and how he breathed out.

Then Mo Zhenzhen asked again.

"Can you tell me now, where is the 'god' you worship? Master Hui?"

In the end, 'Master Hui' couldn't resist Mo Zhenzhen's intimidation and nodded.

He lay on the ground and pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall with a bloody finger, indicating to Mo Zhenzhen that the god they worshiped was over there.

Mo Zhenzhen nodded, and this time she did not question his words because she also guessed the location.

"Ancestral hall, we have to wait until the fire goes out."

After hearing this, 'Master Hui''s eyes were confused for a moment, and then he was frightened.

He obviously knew very well what his village would have to face if the ancestral hall was destroyed.

And Mo Zhenzhen also spilled a bucket of oil at this time (Mo Zhenzhen at this time really looked like a villain).

"The fire I lit caused many ghosts to crawl out. The yin energy here is too strong and has entered the gap between yin and yang. No one can escape, not even the living or dead."

'Master Hui' opened his mouth wide and shouted several times but could not speak.

Mo Zhenzhen made a very accurate move. 'Master Hui' only suffered some flesh wounds, which looked scary. In fact, the outward wound was not serious. The bleeding would stop on its own after a while. It just looked scary. So when he made this sound and was speechless, it was not because he injured his vocal cords, but because he was too frightened to speak.

Mo Zhenzhen kindly reminded.

"The reason why sacrifices need to be presided over by a priest is that on the one hand, someone needs to preside over them, and on the other hand, the priest also has a suppressive effect. If you die, the shackles on the victim ghosts will disappear."

Those ghosts are as pitiful as they are incompetent. They have low combat power, crawl around everywhere, and are not very fast. A villager with some strength can suppress them with a stick.

This is wrong. The resentment on those ghosts alone, let alone a group of them, is enough to make the villagers of this village die badly.

In addition to the 'handling' of them by the villagers during their lifetime, the fact that the officiant was still alive was also a major factor.

The hairpin in Mo Zhenzhen's hand was spinning, and she asked 'Master Hui' very politely.

"Want to die for a while?"

'Uncle Hui' stopped saying 'ho ho' for a moment, he stared at Mo Zhenzhen, and after a long while he said something.

"You, you will get your comeuppance."

After hearing this, Mo Zhenzhen smiled.

"Do you know what a closed loop of cause and effect is?" Before 'Uncle Hui' could say anything else, Mo Zhenzhen sighed to herself: "It's terrible to be uneducated... Okay, now tell me what's going on. , how did your village catch up with the 'god'? Also, your changes are also very interesting, you seem to be older, is there something to say?"