Chapter 70: The Holy Miko who Consecrated the Sacrifice

Some viewers in the live broadcast room began to speculate on the relationship between the two stories, trying to find out what they had in common, or what the twist was in the story between Mr. Ren and his wife.

But more viewers are still concerned about why Shen Tu suddenly wants to go to Heming Mountain.

The account "Banggui Daily" broadcasts live once a month. The last live broadcast was the ancient house adventure that became popular all over the Internet. A month later, today's live broadcast on Heming Mountain started.

Heming Mountain is a very unknown hill in the southwest border. There is almost no information found on the Internet. Even locals rarely set foot on it. However, the less people know about such a place, the more secrets it often hides.

According to Meng Huai's description, the audience only knew what altar they were looking for, and they didn't know where he got the news. At first, the audience was a little disappointed because there were no widely circulated horror legends about this mountain, but Later, as the night came, the atmosphere in the forest gradually became terrifying, which also attracted the attention of the audience. In addition, Shentu had been live broadcasting related videos of this anchor, which also attracted a large number of viewers. Therefore, the number of live broadcasts continued. is climbing.

Then, Shen Tu suddenly cut off the live broadcast and anxiously headed to Heming Mountain alone, making the audience's curiosity about this live broadcast room reach its peak.

To be honest, apart from looking for things in the mountains at night, the plot of their live broadcast is still boring.

Meng Huai looked at the barrage in his live broadcast room, and his cute baby face wrinkled up, like a bun that felt great in the hand.

"What should we do? The audience says we are a bit boring."

With the launch of Shentu's live broadcast room, comments on the live broadcast replay of the ancient house adventure, and the increase in the number of viewers of Meng Huai's live broadcast room, the originally mostly expectant comments gradually changed the direction of the trend.

Especially when Shen Tu revealed that the bloody handprint was a fraud, the live broadcast room was filled with curses.

Most of them are scolding them for deceiving the audience.

In those few minutes, the faces of Meng Huai and others were definitely not good-looking. Meng Huai's big eyes even had tears in his eyes, "Can you stop talking nonsense? Is meeting a ghost what I want? Of course we are also subject to it." It was a big shock.”

But the audience were just idlers. Seeing his pitiful look, they just scolded him for being frightened. He had a face that looked innocent and innocent, but had such deep intentions.

Meng Huai's tears fell, "I didn't, I really don't know."

After Shentu closed the live broadcast room, some of the viewers in Meng Huai's live broadcast room were curious and some were gloating.

Look, I asked you to pretend to be a ghost and deceive the audience, but now something is really going to happen, and you will be the one to blame!
Seeing Meng Huai's appearance, everyone in their group came over to comfort him.

Even Brother Hui and Lin Fei, who were in an ambiguous state almost all the time, came over.

Lin Fei stood aside. I wonder if it was because of the rapid progress between her and Brother Hui. Her eyes were gentle and seemed a bit charming. She said softly, "Don't be sad. Let's go on our way first." According to the map, we should be there in three hours."

Brother Hui saw this and said, "Yes, let's hurry on first. There are plants like vines here, which are not suitable for resting."

Meng Huai nodded, wiped away his tears, and forced a smile, "Okay."

The group started on their way again.

Except for Meng Huai, the people in this group were relatively strong and could not walk slowly even in the rugged mountains and forests.

Probably to lighten the atmosphere, Brother Hui said, "Speaking of which, this mountain is not famous. How did Ah Huai find this place?"

Meng Huai looked up from the map, "It wasn't me, it was Lin Fei who suggested it. She said that she read in the book that there was a mysterious tribe in Heming Mountain a hundred years ago, but later the village was relocated, leaving only The remains of that village.”

Several other people all looked behind Brother Hui. Lin Fei was very thin, less than 1.6 meters tall and weighed only 1.9 kilograms. He was tightly blocked by Brother Hui, who was [-] meters tall and weighed [-] pounds. Brother Hui turned sideways. Only then did he reveal the petite girl behind him.

Everyone turned their attention to Lin Fei and realized that her walking posture was a little strange.

"What's wrong with your foot?" Meng Huai asked with a frown, "Is it sprained foot? Do you need any ointment for bruises? I have it in my backpack."

Lin Fei tapped her toes and raised her heels slightly as she walked, as if she was feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Brother Hui also asked with some worry, "Are you okay? Why didn't I notice that you were injured? The road here is so difficult. Don't aggravate the injury. Do you want me to carry you?"

With that said, Brother Hui bent down.

Everyone's eyes were on Lin Fei's feet. Lin Fei seemed a little shy. He moved his feet, lowered his head, and lay on Brother Hui's shoulders without saying a word. Brother Hui carried him on his back.

He even staggered a little when he stood up.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Lin Fei, have you gained weight recently? You haven't felt so heavy before." Brother Hui muttered a few words, and the group continued to walk.

One of them brought up the question just now, "Where did Lin Fei see it? Is there anything special about that village?"

With Brother Hui on his back, Lin Fei said, ""The Record of Strange Stories from the Republic of China" is dedicated to recording strange stories from that time. The villagers in the village in Heming Mountain belong to the lineage of ancient witchcraft. People in the entire village almost never go out. , made by the rising sun, self-sufficient.”

Lin Fei's voice was soft and eloquent, like an ancient, distant, misty and mysterious song.

Everyone involuntarily began to listen carefully.

"Although they belong to the ancient witch Gu lineage, the villagers do not keep Gu. Like many isolated villages, they live a very ordinary life. They are simple, kind, harmonious and friendly. They do not close their homes at night and do not pick up lost items on the road."

When everyone heard this, they all looked yearning. The audience in the live broadcast room also sighed that it was just like the village in Peach Blossom Spring. Everyone was fascinated.

However, Lin Fei's next words made their expressions change drastically.

"The villagers are all of the witch-gu bloodline. Therefore, they believe in the god who can protect them in their hearts. That god, the villagers call her the witch goddess. Legend has it that the witch goddess brought blessings, and the witch-gu bloodline came into being. The witch goddess It can bless the villagers with continuous blessings and good weather. In order to thank the Witch Empress, the villagers also perform blessings every year. Under the blessing of the Witch Empress, every household in the villagers is happy, and everyone can live to be more than 200 years old. "

Over 200 years old!

Hearing this, Meng Huai and the others were all surprised.

"Really or not? I have never heard of anyone living to be two hundred years old!"

"Two hundred years old sounds a bit false. Then why are there only ruins left in this village? Aren't they all very long-lived?"

Lin Fei paused, and his voice was a little harsh. If you listen carefully, you can even hear a bit of hatred, "Because there was a woman who made a mistake. As a result, the villagers lost the blessing of the Witch Empress, and many people died in the village overnight. , the village that lost Zepi, the witch queen, is no longer a paradise. In order to make a living, the young people in the village went down the mountain and hid themselves in the world."

Everyone's curiosity was aroused, "What woman? What mistake did she make?"

"The holy witch who consecrated the sacrifice."

Yuan Xi found the Book of Life and Death.

Two hundred years ago, there was a century-old official family in Jinling, surnamed Ren. The Ren family was a well-known large family in the local area. It was passed down through three generations. A hundred years ago, only one son had grown up.The boy has been smart since he was a child. He was composing poems at the age of five. He was familiar with the saints at the age of seven. He was well versed in all five arts at the age of eight. By the age of ten, he was already a world-renowned prodigy. Even the emperor of that year praised his talent. Has become the little prince's teacher.

However, that year, the only son who inherited the family business also fell seriously ill.

Young Master Ren's nurse couldn't bear it, so she brought back a medicinal material from her hometown called Immortality Blood. After feeding the young Master the medicine, the young Master successfully grew up.Later, the wet nurse's daughter came to the city from the countryside and came to join the Ren family.I met Young Master Ren and fell in love at first sight.

The following story is also a beautiful story, which is the story Meng Huai once told.

People at that time said that a servant's daughter was born low and would never enjoy the blessings of heaven.Master Ren values ​​​​love and justice, and is also a poor person.This is fate, and no one can do anything about it.

Yuan Xi didn't have a mobile phone in her hand, and all the pictures were stuck on the last scene of Shen Tu closing the live broadcast room.

I had no choice but to enter the nickname "Bang Gui Daily" in the live broadcast system's link button and chose to request a link.

She knew what Shen Tu was going to do.

He wanted to stop a killing.

And she couldn't go to the underworld privately, and she couldn't do anything except check everyone's life and death book.

Pray no one gets killed.

After the application was sent, fortunately, the live broadcast room of Ghost Daily was introduced.

In the pitch-black woods, the man at the front opened the way with a knife from time to time, and a baby-faced Meng Huai appeared in the live broadcast room.

"The Underworld Live Broadcast Room? Is it really the Underworld Live Broadcast Room? Hello, Reform Officer Yuan, I am Meng Huai!" A lively and excited voice came into my ears.

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "Hello."

Meng Huai's excitement was beyond words, "I didn't expect it was really you. I am a loyal fan of the Underworld Live Broadcast Room. It was after watching the videos in the live broadcast room that I became particularly interested in adventure! I still have the first batch of amulets necklace!"

Meng Huai took out the necklace from his collar and displayed it happily.

He asked, "Excuse me, what's the matter? Why are you suddenly trying to connect with me? Is it because there is a particularly powerful ghost in my live broadcast room?"

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "No, it's just that the connection with Shentu was disconnected, so I randomly found a live broadcast room."

Meng Huai was very excited and kept chattering, "Okay, okay, with the reform officer watching, I feel very safe now. I don't feel afraid when I walk on the mountain road alone!"

Yuan Xi smiled softly.

She looked at the book of life and death that had just been delivered to her.

The original fate of these people was almost the same.

Born into a wealthy family, some have a smooth life and have a happy family until old age. Some people, although they have been running around for the first half of their lives, are rich and safe in old age. In short, they all have a good life.

Only Meng Huai is a little strange.

Meng Huai was not originally named Meng, and his fate was not so smooth.There was a sign of early death, but he finally turned five.But later this paragraph was crossed out with a black pen and changed to read that there will be a great calamity at the age of five. After surviving this calamity, he became rich and prosperous, had a smooth life, a happy husband and wife, and had a son and a daughter. He died at the age of 90.

Yuan Xi saw this situation for the first time.

Yuan Xi looked at the judge aside, "Can the contents of the Book of Life and Death still be changed?"

The judge said respectfully, "Such situations are extremely rare and are usually accidents. A long-lived person who dies early is in vain and is implicated in an unreasonable disaster. Just like now, if these seven people don't leave Heming Mountain, they will inevitably die in the future. , the book of life and death is changed."

"There is another way. People who die young live longer, or their original life of wandering and wandering becomes a life of wealth and longevity. This is to change their lives."

"Change life?"

The judge said, "It's also called exchanging lives."

"Exchanging the wealth and wealth of others with your own destiny is called life-exchange. It is usually extremely evil. If such a person is found out by the underworld, he will be implicated in the next life."

Yuan Xi frowned.

She looked at the live broadcast room. Because Lian Mai was on the Underworld live broadcast room, Meng Huai was extremely excited and kept chattering. He was cute and had a soft voice, which did not arouse the disgust of others. On the contrary, in the live broadcast room, A hahahahahaha, also infected by him.

Everyone is saying that it seems that he really likes the Underworld Live Broadcast Room.

Meng Huai also said, "I am really a loyal fan of the Underworld Live Broadcast Room. My ID is Midnight Either Food or Ghost, but I am a loyal fan of the Underworld Live Broadcast Room. I have been watching the live broadcasts of the Underworld Live Broadcast Room, every second." I don’t want to miss it, and if I miss it by accident, I’ll get a screen recording to make up for it afterwards.”

"It's a pity that I can't watch it now, but I believe my parents will record the screen for me."

Audiences who have watched the Ghost Live broadcast room know that Meng Huai has a very happy family, a sunny, lively and progressive rich N generation. His parents dote on him very much and almost respond to every request. From the large string of various things he wears around his neck, It can be seen from the amulet necklace that his parents' hearts are literally broken for him.

Shen Tu hadn't arrived for a while.

The person leading the way in front of Meng Huai said happily, "It's almost there. There's only half an hour left. We can get there by crossing the river and walking a little further."

Meng Huai jumped up happily, "It's great, I'm really looking forward to what the village will be like. After listening to Lin Fei's story, I'm really curious about that village!"

Yuan Xi couldn't help but frown.

There's still half an hour left, but Shen Tu hasn't been found yet. Didn't he say that he went there on his own?It wouldn't have taken so long simply by shrinking down.

She had a vague intuition that if they waited for them to find the village, there would really be no way to save the day.

Shen Tu, move faster.

an hour ago.

Shen Tu arrived at the foot of Heming Mountain in just the blink of an eye.

He felt the positions of the seven people, but found that he couldn't feel them at all.

what happened?

Shen Tu tried for a long time but couldn't, so he happened to find the old man of the local City God Temple.

It took a long time to learn the truth from the city god.

(End of this chapter)

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