God's way of opening infinite games

Xun An was pulled into his arms by Bo Hao, with a light woody fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

The warm touch made Xun'an lose his mind for a moment, and when Yu Bao'er let out a sound while clutching his headache, his thoughts returned to the track, and he twisted his wrist to release Bo Hao's hand.

He raised his hand to touch the barrier at the entrance of the village, which was as solid as a stone.

"interesting."

Yu Baoer thought she heard it wrong, how could Xun An's reaction be different from what she imagined?

Shouldn't he be as flustered and puzzled as she is?

The boss really is the boss.

"What should we do now?" Yu Baoer panicked.

There are only three of them now, and they are useless by themselves. The masked man named Xie Hui looks tall and burly, basically like a decoration, relying on Xun An to carry the whole audience by himself.

Xun An turned around and looked around, not knowing when the lights of every household were dimmed, only the lantern in front of the door was still emitting faint candlelight.

The door was closed tightly, and the curtains were all drawn as if to block out the air.

For a moment, Tongjiang Village was like an uninhabited village, leaving only the ghostly lights swaying in the wind.

"Go there and see."

Yu Bao'er looked in the direction of Xun'an's finger, the only brightly lit place in Tongjiang Village.

Located at the end of Tongjiang Village, the decoration style is different from other houses, with a whole row of red lanterns hanging under the cornices.

It is also one of the few tall buildings in the village.

"But there are lights on there, there should be villagers there... Didn't you say that you should avoid meeting them?"

Yu Baoer stared at the building, seeing that it looked like an exquisite building suddenly popping up in the deep mountains and old forests, with carved beams and paintings, making people wonder if it was a mirage or a trap seduced by goblins.

"The appearance of its house is different from that of ordinary houses. It looks like a temple ancestral hall. It is very likely that it is an ancestral hall dedicated to mountain gods in the village."

Xun'an walked towards that side, Bo Yu followed closely behind without any objection.

"Do you have a better choice right now?"

Yu Baoer choked on her words, followed with her flat mouth.

Why did she feel that Xie Hui was very hostile towards her?

Silently walking along the way, Xun An had a keen sense of mind, so he naturally sensed that someone was quietly watching them in the dark.

Hide behind the curtains, hide in the dark.

He looked at them with malicious eyes.

"By the way, that Yinyao won't really go to the villager's house to spend the night? Did you even see her?"

Yu Baoer looked around, except for the three of them, the whole village was not popular at all.

Now the lights are off in every house, and I don't know if Yinyao has entered the villagers' house.

About two or three minutes later, the three people who deliberately quickened their pace arrived at the ancestral hall.

The front door is wide open, and you can get a glimpse of the interior of the ancestral hall from the outside.

On the main gate hangs a wooden plaque with three red gold characters of "Mountain God Temple", and four-character short words are engraved on the left and right pillars in front of the gate.

The majesty is mighty, Fuze Tongjiang.

After entering the entrance, there is a majestic bronze statue of a mountain god, with a golden face, a long beard, and a Taoist robe. It is more than two meters high, with hands folded, sitting cross-legged on a high platform in the center of the ancestral hall.

Two-finger-thick and three-finger-long red candles are burning around the statue, and next to it are offerings of melon and fruit cakes.

In the center of the ancestral hall stands a long table covered with yellow cloth, on which are neatly arranged the memorial tablets of the ancestors, and under the table is a futon for kneeling.

Xun'an stepped into the ancestral hall after making sure there was no one inside, and after thinking about it, he closed the door of the ancestral hall behind his back.

"Let's just make do with it here tonight."

He looked up at the statue of the mountain god, then frowned slightly.

All gods who are enshrined by mortals and cast gods, no matter whether they are bronze statues or gold or silver statues, will more or less cast a ray of spiritual power into their god statues, which is counted as a blessing to the believers.

Assuming that there is really a so-called mountain god in the holy mountain, then his statue should have spiritual power, even if the spiritual power dissipates in the end, there will be traces of its existence.

But Xun'an looked carefully for a long time, but did not find any signs of spiritual power remaining on the statue.

That means the mountain god has either fallen, or doesn't exist at all.

However, the newspaper reports also said that as long as Tongjiang village sacrifices and prays, it will come true. Could it be that the villagers are just talking nonsense?

Bo Yu naturally also saw the clues of the statue, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of Xun An, attracting his attention.

"He's not pretty."

Xun An was interrupted from thinking, and it was not easy to reprimand him in front of outsiders, so he gave him a glare.

"The villagers in Tongjiang Village really respect the mountain gods to the core. They don't build ancestral halls in their own villages, so they spend so much money to build ancestral halls."

Yu Baoer looked up and down the statue of the mountain god, amazed.

Obviously, Tongjiang Village doesn't look very rich, but they are willing to spend a lot of money to build ancestral halls.

"Let's rest against the pillar for a while, we two keep watch."

Yu Bao'er was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't do anything even if she was awake, so she obediently ran to the pillar and closed her eyes to rest her mind.

Xun An walked to the stage where the tablets were displayed, and found that the tablet in the middle was newer than the others, as if it had just been made.

He took a closer look and saw an unexpected name.

Chang Daixuan.

"This doesn't seem to be the memorial tablet of Chen Fang's ancestors in Tongjiang Village."

It stands to reason that most of the ancestral halls are spiritual plaques dedicated to the ancestors and elders, and the writing format of the plaques is also very particular. A wrong word is disrespectful to the deceased.

But Xun'an took a cursory glance and found that the spirit tablets enshrined here all read "Worshiping the God of the Mountain" followed by the name of the deceased.

Bo Hao picked up Chang Daixuan's spirit tablet, and looked at the birth date and death date on the back.

"He died at the age of 16."

Looking at the "Sacrificer to the Mountain God" on the tablet, Xun'an suddenly knew why Tongjiang Village was able to pray successfully.

"These deceased were all under the age of 16, and the age of death was not too long apart, only two or three years apart."

He looked up at the statue of the mountain god, and sneered.

"I don't know whether Tongjiang villagers worship gods or evil."

Hearing the words, Bo Yu felt aggrieved, and said softly to Xun An: "Evil does not mean evil at all, I won't be like this..."

Xun An glanced at Yu Bao'er who was leaning on the pillar and was soundly asleep, and replied Bo Yu: "That's what you should do."

"Otherwise you are still a god."

"Yes, what Xun An said is correct."

Bo Xun boasted that he had failed, and hung his head.

The only clue in the ancestral hall is the memorial tablet, and Xun An paced back and forth in the ancestral hall.

"You stay and watch her, I'll go out for a walk."

Bo Yu immediately wanted to refuse, but after Xun An glanced at him, he couldn't even say no, so he had to agree.

Xun An directly dodges and leaves the ancestral hall, leaving Bo Yu alone, like a large abandoned dog, quietly stuck in place.

"Hey, where's Brother Xun'an?"

Yu Bao'er suddenly trembled, woke up from her sleep, and found that Xun'an was gone.

Bo Yu stared in the direction of the gate, but ignored Yu Baoer, completely turning a deaf ear.

"...Brother, are you okay?"

Yu Bao'er always felt that the current Xie Hui had an extremely dangerous aura all over his body, not that strangers should not enter, but the terror of disappearing from all walks of life.

She silently closed her mouth, moved her butt to the side,

The gate of the ancestral hall was slowly opened with a creak, and Bo Hao frowned.

The person who opened the door was not the one he expected.

"Yinyao?"

Yu Baoer looked in surprise at the person who opened the door and came in. It was Yin Yao who said not long ago that he would go to the villager's house to spend the night by himself.

She looked terrified, and her face was covered with sweat, whether she was scared or ran out.

Panting heavily, Yin Yao closed the door with his backhand as soon as he came in, and slid down against the door and squatted on the ground.

"Then, those villagers, villagers..."

She was out of breath and didn't speak a complete sentence for a long time.

Although Yu Baoer had a bad impression of Yinyao, it was the first time she saw her flustered.

"What happened to the villagers?"

Yinyao's lips trembled, and his voice trembled a little. Although he tried his best to control it, he still felt a wave of fear in his heart.

"Those villagers think, want to kill me..."

Ten minutes ago, Yin Yao couldn't take a look at his face, and went to the villager's house alone to stay overnight.

After all, she was still a little scared, and she didn't dare to spend the night in a residence far away from Xun'an and the others.

The place where Yinyao stayed was actually only one building away from the bungalow where they hid, but because the villagers' houses were not close together, it seemed very far away.

"Tuk Tuk."

Yin Yao knocked on the door, but after waiting for a long time, no one came to open the door.

Are you asleep?

But the lights are on in the house?

"Is anyone there? I'm here to stay overnight? Open the door!"

Yin Yao patted the door hard, shouted loudly, suddenly felt a chill down his back, looked back but saw nothing.

She yelled a few more times, and when she got angry and wanted to kick the door, there was a noise from the door.

The door was pulled open a gap, and just as Yin Yao was about to open his mouth, he met a pair of bloodshot, cloudy eyes.

"……Who are you?"

The other party just maintained a gap to observe Yinyao, as if he was very wary.

"I, I'm here to stay overnight."

Yin Yao, who was still on fire, was frightened by his eyes, and his tone softened immediately.

The people inside the door opened a little gap, looked behind Yinyao, "Are you alone?"

Seeing that there might be hope, Yinyao breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to say that there were three other people, but when he thought of their virtues, he replied, "I'm the only one."

The people in the house seemed to be hesitating for something, and they didn't open the door for a long time.

Yinyao stood outside the door a little anxiously, "Will you let me in or not! If you don't go in, I'll find another place!"

Hearing this, the other party seemed to have made some decision, smiled lightly, let out a laugh that made Yin Yao uncomfortable, and opened the door.

"come in."

Yin Yao felt uneasy because of his smile, but when he saw the bright lights in the room, he let down his guard.

Facing the gate is a well, which reflects the moonlight and is sparkling by the breeze.

In the front is a small hall with a table and a few wooden chairs. It should be a living room for receiving guests.

There was a sound behind him, Yin Yao looked back, the owner of the house closed the door and added an extra lock.

She didn't take it to heart, she only thought of him as a burglar.

But she looked back again, only to find that there was no one else in the living room, and at some point there were a few more people, staring at her with sinister eyes.

"It's rare for outsiders to come to the village. We will entertain you well."

A middle-aged woman in a floral cloth dress said with a smile on her face, but Yin Yao felt a chill when she saw it.

"Da Zhuang, take this girl to the unoccupied room inside."

Da Zhuang is the man who opened the door for Yinyao, he laughed a few times and then glanced at Yinyao, then walked towards the small door next to the living room.

"The girl must not have eaten yet. If you don't mind it, just make do with it. There is still some chicken soup at home."

The middle-aged woman turned her head and said to a young woman beside her, "Fangfang, go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of chicken soup to the girl's room."

Yin Yao followed Da Zhuang without saying a word, his palms sweating a little.

For some reason, this family gave her a very bad feeling.

He was obviously smiling, and he was speaking warm and hospitable words, but people couldn't feel the real feelings from them.

"This is your room."

Da Zhuang took Yinyao to the innermost room, opened the door and turned on the light inside.

There is only a simple bed and a table in the room.

"Although it's a bit crude, it's okay, right?"

Yin Yao frowned, always feeling that there was something in his words.

"Fangfang will bring chicken soup in a while."

Da Zhuang saw Yinyao entered the house and was about to close the door, when he suddenly said something that shocked Yinyao when the door was about to close.

"After this meal, we can go on the road."