The cave is actually myself

Chapter 50 Sacrifice
"You go, you'll be in danger if you don't."

The middle-aged man calmed down quickly, and said to the short-haired girl in a deep voice.

"You haven't gone to sacrifices in the past few years, and you only use specially refined flesh and blood to satisfy Hair's hunger. Although this is a bit problematic, it's not serious.

But you just exposed the holy hair of Lord Sacrifice Spirit in front of Sister Qi, so that's a big problem.Over the years, in order not to interfere with the children of school age worshiping it, the worshipers have always hidden those hairs. "

"It must have sensed your behavior just now through the hair on my body. Run away before it arrives."

"Dad, do you plan to use your own body and flesh as a sacrifice for the rest of your life in exchange for a slim chance of life?"

The girl raised her head and looked at her father with bright eyes.

"As an ordinary person who has difficulty living, what else can he do? If he can live safely for three to forty years, he will be satisfied.

I won’t stop you no matter what you want, just do it yourself. "

The middle-aged man wiped his face vigorously and said weakly.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, nodded silently, and turned to leave.

Outside the door, a middle-aged woman was holding a bag of Angong Wan flesh and blood in her hand, looking at the girl with a worried expression.

"Ani..."

After the girl took over the flesh and blood, the middle-aged woman's thin and withered hand slowly reached out to her, fearing that the girl would dislike her body that was occupied by hair pollution, and finally stayed not far away from the girl's cheek.

"Mom, take care, I'm leaving." The girl grabbed her mother's arm and pressed it against her cheek, feeling a cold tingling sensation on her face.

Then, taking the little paper man with him, he quickly ran out of the village.

Not long after one person and one piece of paper, he returned to the girl's cave base again.

In the stone cave, the girl sat quietly in front of the stone table, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lu Yuan looked at the dazed girl and sighed in his heart.

The choice of the girl and her father cannot be said to be right or wrong.

Worshiping the spirits means choosing an inevitable slow death. If you don't choose to sacrifice the spirits, as an ordinary person in the wilderness, there is a high probability that you will be killed by monsters in strange ways, and the possibility of living a safe life is extremely small.

Maybe both of them were right, but the fault was that they were too weak.

This also made Lu Yuan more cautious about the development of the cave. If the cave was like this ordinary village, reduced to monks or strange vassals, restricted everywhere, and allowed to suck blood from his body, then life would be worse than death.

Just as he was thinking about it, the little paper man suddenly smelled a familiar fishy smell. He stretched his little hand and tugged on the girl's sleeve.

"Something is coming." It quickly wrote on its body.

Just after I finished writing, a lot of black and red hair suddenly came in from the hole, and they rushed in continuously, and soon the cave was half filled.

The girl roared angrily, the lines on her body lit up, her muscles swelled, and her two palms turned into two huge blades, cutting off all the hair around her.

But the black and red hair was not afraid at all, and surged around the short-haired girl, trying to penetrate from every acupuncture point and every pore of her and occupy her body.

The hair that was cut off and fell to the ground bounced gently on the ground, like an earthworm divided into two parts, with extremely strong vitality.

There were too many hair strands, and the girl gradually exhausted her strength, and the movement of waving the blade became slower and slower.

Seeing this, the little paper figure on the side stretched its body countless times, and its small hands continued to expand, like a giant palm holding up the sky, grabbing all the black and red hair.

Countless hair strands struggled in the palm of the little paper man. The little paper man sucked hard, and strands of black and red breath came from the hair and penetrated into the body of the little paper man.

Lu Yuan could feel that the blush on both sides of the little paper man's cheeks became brighter.

After eating, the little paper man let go of his hands, and countless black and red haired people lay dying on the ground.

The behavior of the little paper man also angered the remaining black and red hair, which tightened and shot out like sharp arrows, passing through the body of the little paper man, leaving countless densely packed tiny holes.

The little paper man didn't care, and continued to grab the black and red hair next to him, absorbing the breath hidden in the hair.

The pierced body also quickly recovered, and the countless small holes instantly recovered.

The hair seemed to have sanity. Seeing that the piercing was ineffective, it immediately changed its attack method. Countless hair tied the little paper man from head to toe, leaving no gaps, and then kept tightening it, trying to strangle the little paper man directly. die.

The black leaves on the face of the little paper man fell off, revealing a bright and obvious blush on both sides of the cheeks.

It became a little angry from embarrassment, and a cold breath erupted from its body, freezing the black and red hair wrapped around itself, turning it into off-white, into fine ash, and falling to the ground to form a thick layer.

Blowing gently on the thick dust, the dust melted directly in front of the little paper figurine. It picked up the black leaves on the ground and continued to cover its face.

"Senior, thank you very much for your life-saving grace." The short-haired girl escaped from death, still frightened, and bowed to the little paper man in thanks.

"Senior is so powerful, I would like to make a humble request. Could you invite me to the village the day after tomorrow to observe the sacrificial ceremony?

Whatever seniors need, as long as I have the ability to do it, I will definitely satisfy them. "

"It's okay to go, but I don't need you to do anything, the reason why I went is purely out of curiosity.

You don't have to think about taking it away to deal with the sacrificial spirit, I'm just passing by. "

The little paper man quickly wrote on his body.

In the village ancestral hall, a monster with its skin and bones peeled off was placed on a large table in the middle, and its fresh flesh gave off a strange smell.

Behind the ancestral hall, there is another room, which is blocked by a dark red curtain. Stimulated by the flesh and blood of monsters, there are bursts of strange movements inside, as if something is swimming around restlessly.

The village chief is a skinny old man, about fifty or sixty years old. He is one of the rare longevity men in the village. He is kneeling on the ground, muttering something. There is a huge sac pressing on the back of his neck, which makes it difficult for him to raise his head. difficult.

Outside the ancestral hall, more than 20 boys and girls were dressed up, their hair was combed and shiny, each holding a ball of black and red hair from an unknown source in their hands.

"Dad, I'm a little scared..."

The little girl Nannan looked at the dark red room behind the ancestral hall, feeling the excitement coming from her hair. She was terrified when she thought of the terrifying look on her father's back she saw two days ago.

"Don't be afraid. Dad is here and he will protect you."

The middle-aged man gently patted the little girl's shoulder and whispered.

"Don't worry, A-nan. Dad looks ugly like that, but it's actually nothing. You can come out soon after you go in, and the whole process is painless. You just need to follow the village chief's instructions. "

He comforted the little girl.

(End of this chapter)