weird world corpse

Chapter 414 Stone Statue
Although this feeling was nonsense, it clearly told him that his avatar had no strength to continue swimming, so it sank to the bottom again.

Fang Mu rubbed between his brows until the feeling disappeared.

"This is too weird, how can the avatar move by itself?"

He was already very irritable, but now another incident happened, Fang Mu was speechless.

After thinking for a long time and trying to sense for a while, Fang Mu still found nothing.

"It seems that we still need to improve our strength as soon as possible." Fang Mu thought to himself: "If you can enter the rain-distributing environment, you can go to that world to see next time. If you are lucky and teleport to the side, you can see the situation of the avatar."

Strength is still the most important thing, Fang Mu drank all the water in the cup, and began to think carefully about the weird things again.

……

On the side of Yunlong City, Fang Mu is still worrying about strange things, and on the other side, in an extremely remote village in Yunlong City, strange activities are being held.

The village is not big, and there are not many households.

In an open space, there are many villagers around.

In the middle of this group of people is a very vague stone statue.

The stone statue is in the shape of a human being, but the facial features are blurred, and the appearance is not clear.

Two strong villagers carried the stone statue and placed it firmly on the ground.

After doing all this, the two villagers took a few steps back to make room.

An old man came out, leaning on a cane in his hand, his appearance was so old that he was a little staggering when he walked.

"Village chief be careful." The strong villager stepped forward, supported the old man, and walked to the stone statue step by step.

"It's okay." The village chief shook his head, handed the crutches to the villagers, and lowered his head to straighten his robes.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding villagers made the same actions as the village chief.

They were very pious when they did this set of movements, as if the opposite was not a stone statue, but something they admired the most.

The village chief, with gray hair, took a staggering step forward, fell to his knees with a plop, and shouted, "Kneel!"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the villagers fell to their knees in unison.

The village head's eyes were cloudy, and he shouted: "Shahe, the head of Qingniu Village, and the whole village, old and young, pray to the earth spirit."

"Pray to the earth spirit!"

The villagers followed suit.

All the people present were kneeling, and there was no one who did not shout this sentence.

After the village chief finished shouting, he led the whole village to prostrate, and then continued: "Since two months ago, the crops in the village suffered from a strange disease, and no one can solve it. Only the earth spirit can do it, but after a short time, The crops are suffering from a strange disease again, please ask the earth spirit to listen to our appeal and save us!"

"Save us!"

The villagers continued to shout.

After shouting this sentence, the village chief took his head and knelt down on the ground again.

After prostrating three times in a row, the village chief raised his head and looked at the strong villagers beside him.

The strong villager understood, reached into his pocket, took out a small knife, and handed it over.

The village chief took the knife and rolled up his left sleeve.

On his left arm, there was a horrible scar.

The village chief gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I will offer my blood to Master Tu Ling just like last time, and hope Master Tu Ling will take pity on you."

"I hope Lord Earth Spirit will take pity on you."

The kneeling villagers also took out their knives and shouted respectfully.

The village chief took a deep breath and cut a gash on his arm with a knife.

Blood dripped from the wound on his arm and merged into the soil under the village head's feet.

The villagers also imitated the actions of the village chief and drew a wound on their arms.

Next to the wound, there was a scar.

A large amount of blood dripped down, and then melted into the soil.

The blood flowed along the soil like it was alive, and quickly flowed towards the stone statue.

Several villagers had turned pale and weak due to excessive blood loss.

The inflow was very fast, and at this moment, a red light appeared on the stone statue.

"It's done!" The village head shouted, and skillfully took out a white cloth to cover the wound to stop the bleeding.

The villagers followed suit and stopped the bleeding one after another.

Although there was a lot of blood, the villagers were not only not afraid, but very excited.

The village chief stood up and shook his body several times, feeling extremely weak.

Seeing this, the strong villagers quickly supported the village chief.

"No need." The village head picked up the crutches, leaned on them with difficulty, and ordered: "You carry Lord Earth Spirit back to the ancestral hall, and everyone can disperse. Lord Earth Spirit has already agreed to our prayer."

The red light is a symbol of praying for success, and the village chief was slightly relieved.

But the village chief understands that all this is temporary, just like last time.

They also used the same method to pray, but in the end it was only relieved. The horrible strange disease still existed and broke out again.

How can villagers survive without farming?
As a last resort, the village head could only pray again.

It's just that he doesn't know, how long can it last this time?

After everyone dispersed and the stone statue was moved to the ancestral hall, the village chief sighed and walked towards the house hobbled.

……

It was night unknowingly, and in the quiet ancestral hall, except for the candlelight and the memorial tablet, there was only one stone statue left.

The ancestral hall was extremely quiet, as if a needle could be heard.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared on the face of the stone statue, and then continued to flash.

The frequency of the flashing red light went from fast to slow, and then from slow to fast, and then slowly disappeared...

"Ah...aaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

Accompanied by the teeth-stinging sound, the stone statue's neck suddenly moved left and right, as if the neck was a little sore from maintaining this posture...

The next day, with the sound of a rooster crowing, the villagers woke up from their deep sleep.

After waking up, the villagers were very excited. They were rushing to the crop fields to see if the crops had improved.

Of course, this simple dream was shattered in an instant, because a huge cry suddenly appeared in the village.

"What's going on? Who's crying?"

"It's the village chief's house. It seems that the village chief's wife is crying."

"Walk, walk, take a look!"

The crowd became noisy, people forgot to look at the crops, and walked towards the village chief's house...

In the village head's house, an old woman was sitting on the bed, crying to the village head on the bed.

When the crowd rushed in, they just saw the village chief who was already stiff and staring.

"What... what happened here?"

One villager was more courageous, and asked subconsciously: "It was clear yesterday that everyone was fine, why did people suddenly disappear?"

"I don't know." The old woman cried, "He's bleeding dry, woo woo woo..."

The bed sheet under the village chief was covered in bright red blood.

The blood had already dyed the sheets red, and the source was the village chief's arm...

(End of this chapter)