Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 332 Failure...Failed
Sleepiness, fatigue, and fatigue are all superimposed on the bodies of human police officers.

Oh, and there's dehydration and itching... I can't scratch the itch with my tied hands, so I can only endure it.

I don't know if I should thank the villagers for giving them a sitting position instead of tying them up on a wooden frame. At least their legs could touch the ground when they sat down, although I just thought it would make myself feel better.

Xia Chengyin lowered his head, with a cloth bag covering his head. The smell seemed to be a bag containing rice or flour. It had not been cleaned, which made the tip of his nose uncomfortable and made him want to sneeze.

Before being covered with a bag to block his sight, the short-haired police officer still saw the arrangement on the altar.

There were several familiar pillars around, and the platform in the middle was a one-to-one replica of the one under Minghui Shopping Mall, with Qi Zhuyue lying on it.

The unconscious woman lay there with a peaceful expression, her hands folded in front of her abdomen. She was also changed into a long white dress. I don't know which female villager changed it for her. Her whole person looked... holy.

like a lamb to be slaughtered.

The village chief of Wenjia Village actually revealed a lot of things. The old man seemed to be sure that they couldn't escape. His appearance changed and he started to chatter.

There is a sense that the villain died from talking too much, but he didn't know when the rescuer would arrive.

The village chief mentioned that he thanked Xia Chengyin and the others for accompanying "Wen Tao" back.

He said that having more people makes it easier to control. When people have concerns, they cannot leave their friends and run away. The village chief's original plan was to arrest one or two of them.

At first, the village chief was interested in an underage boy and another pretty boy who looked thin.

The underage boy is Gao Tianyi, and the thin pretty boy refers to Bai Su.

Xia Chengyin didn't know what to evaluate for a while, and the village chief chose a very difficult one.

It's a pity that the two of them were too slippery, like loaches in the mud. The villagers clearly saw their traces at the village chief's house. After chasing them into the woods, there were only footprints on the ground and no trace of leaving.

When Xia Chengyin heard this, his eyelids jumped.

It's too bold, but people in their profession sometimes need to be brave.

The short-haired police officer could also step on the path of the two people. If there were no traces on the ground, they must have run along the tree.

It looks like... I'll have to reassess him again when I go back.

Not only does it need it for Bai Su, but Gao Tianyi also needs it.

The village chief's nagging continued. He said that the things he had left at his residence had been turned into a mess. Several village journals and notes were missing, which were quite important records.

"But it doesn't matter anymore. When the sacrifices are over in a while... it's a done deal." The old man's attitude was very determined. He was still at the birthday banquet and his eyes drifted to the distant room, "Wen Tao has returned. "

"On such a suitable day, she came back. She was supposed to be... Tsk, she escaped back then."

"They are both her parents..." the village chief said two unfamiliar names, "those two confused people."

Xia Chengyin immediately understood that these were the names of Wen Tao's parents.

Afterwards, the villagers finished singing operas, and then they simply cleaned up the birthday banquet scene. Perhaps because they were in a hurry, they didn't do it very thoroughly.

Xia Chengyin and Tang Nuo were packed up and carried away together. Their treatment was much worse than that of the elderly people with handicapped legs and feet in the village. They were carried casually, and as long as they didn't get hurt, the villagers didn't care.

The mountain road was still the same one that Xia Chengyin and the others had blasted. The villagers simply laid a wooden boardwalk, like a single-plank bridge, with both ends barely fixed.

It gave people a shaky feeling when walking up, but everyone passed it.

When they arrived at the altar, the two grown men were thrown away, and only Qi Zhuyue was gently placed on the stage.

After the cloth was pulled over their heads, all they could hear was the village chief's loud recitation.

They were interested but not interested in the village's past and history. As they listened, their thoughts began to wander.

Where are Gao Tianyi and Bai Su?
The human police officer guessed that he was no longer in the village. No one was in the village now, and all the villagers gathered on the mountain.

There is a high probability that the two of them are wandering in the mountains and forests. I can only hope that they can find something strange here early and find them quickly.

It should be quite obvious that the villagers are performing sacrifices here, right?When it gets dark, you need to light a fire for illumination. It must be the most dazzling thing in the whole mountain.

But is it enough for just the two of them?
The human police officer felt a little regretful. He should have asked the bureau to send someone over when he could still contact him. During the last period of garbled words, he should have asked Bai Su to speak normal words.

Even if it is a landslide, there must be people in the bureau who can overcome it. However, whether their situation has been conveyed to them has been confirmed.

In fact, as time goes by and they lose contact, they will definitely send someone from a distance to check the situation... But in that case, it will be too late.

worship,

The short-haired police officer with his head covered in a cloth bag turned his angle of view following the light and sound. The mayor of Wenjia Village seemed to have reached the end of his lengthy speech. He knocked the ground heavily with the harpoon he used as a crutch.

"Now, Wen Tao is back!"

There were echoes from below, but the language function of the villagers had degraded into snoring bubbles, and vague shouts could be heard endlessly.

The villagers are cheering, the villagers are celebrating, and the villagers are dancing.

The brightness of the light changed, as if many people were holding torches and turning in circles around the altar, their steps clumsy and inconsistent.

The village chief seemed a little dissatisfied with the actions of the villagers, but he didn't know what he thought of and just sighed.

The cane tapped the ground again, and the movement in the circle changed, and he walked in the opposite direction.

Every time the cane hits the ground, there will be changes. The village chief stops and walks, and the tapping movements are constant.

Finally, he seemed to walk up behind two human officers.

Behind them... there was only the table with Qi Zhuyue lying on it.

Thinking of this, the human police officer struggled.

I don't know whether the villagers tied them up too tightly, or the debuff effect of the fish produced in Wenjia Village was too strong. They both struggled a few times, but to no avail.

Except that the tied wrists were red and swollen from the hemp rope, it was all in vain.

Out of sight of the human police officers, the head of Wenjia Village raised his harpoon.

Human sacrifice means killing human beings, and "Wen Tao" is the sacrifice selected by Wenjia Village this time.

Just before the village chief of Wenjia Village was about to plunge the harpoon raised high into the heart of "Wen Tao" accompanied by the murmurs of the fish-men villagers, an accident happened.

Explosions followed one after another, blasting in a complete circle around the place where the sacrifice was.

Every time the village head of Wenjia Village followed his words, within a few seconds, an explosion occurred in a new direction. The explosion caused the trees and branches to fall everywhere in the forest sea, and those that flew far away were hit. Villagers outside.

There was a moment of panic among the villagers.

The village chief stamped his foot several times and knocked his harpoon on the wooden platform several times, finally making the villagers calm down.

The village chief could not hide his sinister gaze. The sacrificial ceremony was interrupted and had to be started all over again.

Fortunately, it was still early in the day and there was still time to do it again.The old man waved his harpoon and sent out some young and strong villagers to see what was going on, while the rest continued to stay around the altar.

The separated villagers walked away step by step. When they passed by a certain bush, the little paper man hidden under the broken tree trunk hid downwards. When the villagers walked away, the young man in charge in the distance shouted deeply. tone.

He succeeded and failed.

Success means using an explosion to interrupt the villagers' sacrificial activities. At least judging from the actions of the village chief, his previous actions should be useless and need to be repeated.

Unsuccessful means that he only interrupted and did not lead more people away from the altar.

The sound of the explosion was still too small.

Gao Tianyi held a piece of yellow paper between his fingertips. He looked at the pattern drawn on it again and again, and decided that if he could go back alive this time, he must improve the imitation detonating talisman.

He shouldn't have listened to what his master said, saying that making too much noise would cause trouble.

If the explosion is not powerful, is it still called an explosion?You see, it's a little bit short of the effect he wanted now.

I should have buried a few more of them just now, it would be better to blow up the mountain... Wait, can this effect be stacked?He doesn't seem to have been tested.

But it's too late to think about this now.

The young man squatting on the side where the explosion did not occur frowned. Many methods flashed through his mind, all of which were feasible by touching the edge of the altar.

But what happens next?If he uses some means to set the altar on fire, how can he take Brother Xia and Brother Tang away?According to his observation, these two people were not in good condition.

The young man stretched out his fingers that were connected together and scratched his arms, neck and cheeks. He did not dare to scratch too hard for fear of breaking off a few more fish scales.

Pain was one thing, but smelling blood and attracting attention was another.

Calm, calm...calm down.

Gululu spit out a few bubbles, and Gao Tianyi rubbed his swollen eyes.

He can... He can... By the way, if the humidity here is so high and it's still raining, he can use lightning... He can use lightning to strike.

The young man stood up holding on to the tree trunk. He avoided the villagers who were about to search his area, played a game of hide-and-seek with the villagers, and finally moved to the position closest to the sacrifice.

If he goes further, he will be exposed to the sight of the villagers.

The young man blinked and tried to speak clearly clearly.

He took out the compass from his pocket and tied the yellow talisman paper to the stones picked up from the ground. It was too difficult to throw with bare hands. He needed some assistance. A slingshot should be the most convenient way to operate it.

The handsome picture in his imagination did not exist. The human boy was standing in the rain in embarrassment, soaked to the skin.

The young man muttered something.

"...Hurry up like a law!"

The stones wrapped in yellow paper flew over the heads of the villagers like bullets. The village chief standing on the high platform saw this scene. He was also reciting the last few sentences and had no time to evacuate.

But this time, the seniors were prepared.

The villager squatting beside the altar seemed to have received the order. He jumped up suddenly, rushed to the stage and stood up again. He didn't care where he landed when he jumped out, and he straightened up to meet the one in the air. arc.

As the last syllable of the young man's spell fell, lightning struck, but it did not fall where he imagined.

The young man did think a lot, for example, the talisman ejected from the slingshot did not fly far enough, or the incantation he recited was ineffective due to his personal state.

But he did not expect that the village chief of Wenjia Village would sacrifice the lives of his own villagers to block the thunder in mid-air.

Thunder exploded in the air, and the lightning struck the entire "lake" brightly. The raised harpoon fell against the strong light.

What sound does it make when skin and flesh are penetrated by sharp metal?A normal squeaking sound, followed by a click of the tip stuck into the wooden platform.

Blood spurted out instantly, dripping from the wound, dripping along the wooden platform to the ground, and further, slid into the shallow pit on the ground.

The villagers carefully carved a magic circle on the wooden platform, waiting for all the blood to flow into it.

The old village chief shouted and sang, raising his hands high, waiting for the blood to flow out completely and for a strange scene to happen.

Then, 1 minute passed, and 2 minutes passed.

Nothing happened.

The older man's eyes widened in disbelief, and his skinny fingers tightly grasped the harpoon in his hand.

"Why...why didn't anything happen?"

The process of previous sacrifices was the same, the only difference was the sacrifices, not to mention that the main body of the human sacrifice offered by the village this time was Wen Tao.

The village chief's eyes widened with anger. He swung the harpoon hard, and stabbed him several times in succession while others couldn't bear to look at him.

Blood spattered on the old man's cheek.

However, nothing responded.

No, there was still a response, but it was very weak.

Weak, or weak.

The village chief didn't quite understand what happened to "Wen Tao" that caused its response to weaken and not appear for a long time. He observed it for a while, and all he could see was a flood of water in the distance where the center of the lake should have been. There was a little ripple.

Ripples appeared out of thin air on the water's surface. The waves undulated for a long time before a soft, boneless hand stretched out from it.

"Wen Tao." There seemed to be a resentful voice shouting, "Wen Tao, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"Tsk...Pfft hahaha!"

Along with the voice of resentment, there was a sneer, and there was the sound of trees being crushed, approaching at a slow speed.

Faster than a pale hand crawling out of the ripples, the hill-like existence rumbled through the outermost forest and rushed into people's sight.

It was an extremely filthy place. People looking straight up could not see the whole mountain and could only look up.

On the top of the hill, a humanoid creature protruded. It only had a straight upper body, and the outline of its body and head could still be seen. Its arms had completely merged with the black mud.

The visitor smiled infatuatedly, his laughter gradually increased from small to loud, and gradually became crazy.

"Failed...you failed."

Black mud poured down like rain, and the nearby villagers fled in panic. There were also a few that did not move, and they merged with the black mud stupidly after being poured on.

Wen Rongxuan, the young man who could still be vaguely called Wen Rongxuan lowered his eyes and looked at everything on the ground, especially the old man who was looking at him.

"Wen Tao...guess where the real Wen Tao is?"

(End of this chapter)