God's way of opening infinite games

If the gap between elephants and ants can be described as the difference between clouds and mud.

The changes in the villagers of Tongjiang Village are almost comparable to the sun and the moon.

10 minutes ago.

Xun'an is still analyzing the weirdness of the villagers in Tongjiang Village.

"Since they come to the ancestral hall to ask for Chang Daixuan instead of the mountain god, it means that the anomaly in Tongjiang Village is related to Chang Daixuan."

Xun An mentioned the group of villagers who were like walking corpses last night.

"Judging by their clothes, they are all people who went to the holy mountain to offer sacrifices."

"But why did they attack Yinyao?"

Yu Bao'er was fortunate that she went with Xun An and the others, otherwise she would probably be a ghost like Yin Yao now.

This is also what Xun An thinks is the most suspicious.

Judging from last night, every household in the village closed their doors, turned off the lights and pulled the curtains, and the hostile words of the villagers who stayed overnight said by Yinyao.

People in Tongjiang Village should be very aware that people who go up the mountain to offer sacrifices will attack the villagers at night.

But since he knew their danger, he locked the door tightly at night, but returned home calmly during the day, and even shared the same bed with them.

And these walking dead villagers are even more strange. After killing Yinyao, they seemed to have achieved a certain purpose, collapsed to the ground, and then returned home by themselves.

But what is the inevitable connection between these and Chang Daixuan?

"I think these questions may be asked of Chang Daixuan herself."

Yu Baoer trembled, "I? She's all dead, isn't she?"

Xun An smiled and said, "Death does not mean disappearing from this world."

"Who are you?"

Yu Bao'er was about to say something, but the door of the ancestral hall was suddenly opened, scaring her back when she was on the verge of speaking.

A middle-aged man looked at the three strangers in the ancestral hall in surprise, "What are you doing in the ancestral hall?"

He hurried in, first kept checking whether the statue was damaged, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that it was intact.

Turning a blind eye to the table full of tributes, he turned to Xun An and the others and said, "Are you from outside the village?"

Xun'an said with a smile, "The three of us like to explore. I heard that there is a sacred mountain nearby. I didn't expect to get lost here. I wanted to spend the night in the village last night, but I knocked on several doors and no one answered, so I had to rest here. One night."

The villagers didn't doubt him, believed Xun'an's words, and led them to the village with a smile.

"No outsider has visited our village for many years, you are rare visitors."

Along the way, they attracted many curious and fresh eyes. They looked like rare animals in the zoo. If the villagers did not have mobile phones, they would have taken [-] or [-] photos and sent them to Moments.

"Well, that's not..."

Yu Baoer now believed in death.

Yinyao's body was just lying on the open space of a private house on the left, and the villagers passing by wave after wave regarded it as air.

Even when he stumbled while walking, he just regarded it as an uneven dirt road, cursed in a low voice for breaking the road, and left as if nothing had happened.

Yu Baoer felt weak all over.

After all, it was only on the computer screen, so I didn't feel how scary the corpse was.

Now that I am on the scene, the people who were scolding each other not long ago turned into a cold corpse in an instant.

Her head was swollen, and she was about to fall powerlessly to the ground.

There was a sudden shock in the back of his head.

The dense pain woke her up instantly and diverted her attention.

When Yu Bao'er turned her head, Xun An just retracted her hand.

"Look straight ahead, not to the sides."

The soft whisper was like a sedative, which instantly eased her fear.

Bo Yu glanced sideways at Yu Baoer's direction, and the bubbles filled with sour juice burst in his heart one by one, and the pouring acid rain transpired into mist, floating all the way from his heart, making him feel that every breath he exhaled All with a sour taste that cannot be ignored.

Xun An sensed that Bo Yu's state was not right, and was speechless for a while.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, he secretly pinched Bo Hao's waist.

"Look at the road."

Bo Hao was pinched by him, and the sour vinegar in his heart evaporated without a trace.

"it is good."

"Village Chief Liu! We have visitors from our village!"

After hearing this, Xun'an regained his composure, and looked up at the only two-story building in the village other than the ancestral hall.

A middle-aged man who was obviously dressed differently from other villagers came out of the house, and a pair of triangular eyes glanced at the three Xun'an people behind the leading villagers.

"guest?"

Seeing that the three of them were not dressed like ordinary people, he raised a smile on his face, "Rare visitors, rare visitors, it's rare for people to visit in this barren mountain, please come in, please come in!"

Welcoming the three into the house, Village Chief Liu poured three cups of tea for them with a smile on his face.

"That's fine, I'll go to work first!"

The villagers who led the way said hello and left.

The village chief introduced himself, and it turned out to be Liu Ningyu mentioned in Chang Daixuan's diary.

"Our Tongjiang village is far away from the mountains and rivers. I don't know how they found this place?"

Liu Ningyu took a sip of tea and leaned on the bench, the village chief's airs were well placed.

"I saw it in the newspaper. I heard that there is a sacred mountain nearby, but is it true?"

Liu Ningyu frowned, "Newspaper? But there have never been any reporters here?"

"I don't know about that. The matter about Shenshan was said by a person who claimed to be a villager in Tongjiang Village."

"The villagers... Could it be Wang Dali?"

Xun An smiled slightly, it seemed that it was indeed Uncle Wang's family who had moved away as mentioned in the diary.

"Village Chief Liu, I heard that there is a mountain god in this sacred mountain, who is very spiritual?"

When Liu Ningyu heard him mention the mountain god, he didn't go into any reports anymore, and immediately put on a complacent smile, "Haha, that's very clever. If our Tongjiang village encounters drought or flood, as long as we go up the mountain to sacrifice to the mountain god, the next day we will be there." It’s been smooth sailing, and it’s never failed.”

As he spoke, he sighed again, "It's a pity that you came a step late. If it had been yesterday, you would have happened to meet our sacrificial ceremony."

"yesterday?"

Xun An frowned, no matter how time is calculated, it shouldn't be yesterday.

Assuming that Chang Daixuan died last night, even if the spirit card can be made in advance, it is impossible for the villagers to go to the ancestral hall to beg Chang Daixuan for mercy, and it is also foreseeable in advance.

And judging from the reaction of the villagers last night, it is obvious that they are very clear about the attackers, otherwise they would not have turned off the lights and hid at home early.

The most direct evidence is that the tributes in Chang Daixuan's home have rotted.

It is impossible to rot so quickly in one night.

He remembered the gossip of the two women he had just heard in the village.

Time is also mentioned in the dialogue.

"The mountain that was sent up the day before, the rain stopped the next day."

But it didn't rain at all yesterday.

Although the time they entered the dungeon was close to sunset, even if it was sent to the mountain early in the morning, the rain stopped immediately after the sacrifice, and the ground could not dry up so quickly.

Xun An's thoughts were in a mess, and suddenly a bright light appeared in his mind.

Even if it was fleeting, it still made him catch the tail of inspiration.

Yesterday she was still begging Chang Daixuan to let Tongjiang Village go, but today it was like a sunny day after the rain, and she left it behind as if nothing happened.

There is no need for the villagers to lie about it.

Then there are only two possibilities.

First, the memories of all villagers have been deliberately tampered with.

Second, Xun An and the others jumped the timeline without knowing it, and returned to the past node.

Of the two options, Xun'an prefers the first one.

"Yeah, yesterday, hey, you should have been around here yesterday, too. You all saw how heavy the rain was yesterday, but it stopped immediately today. Are you saying that the mountain gods are not working?"

Liu Ningyu's words were full of reverence for the mountain god, and Xun'an just smiled softly at this.

"We rested in the ancestral hall last night and found that all the memorial tablets were children's. What's going on?"

Liu Ningyu snorted, waved his hands, and said, "Hey, those are all children from the village who were selected to go up the mountain to pay tribute to the mountain god! Only in this way can he bless our Tongjiang village with good weather and a good harvest of grain."

"Would their parents be willing?"

Liu Ningyu laughed twice, and what he said made people feel chilling.

"What is there to be willing or not? The harvest is not good, and we can't afford to keep the children. If the children are gone, we can ask for more. If the food is gone, our whole village will not be able to survive."

His tone was sparse and ordinary, as if this was a reasonable and trivial matter, without even a little bit of sadness.

"Does Village Chief Liu have any children?"

Yu Baoer was very dissatisfied with Liu Ningyu's tone.

Because he didn't know if there was a mountain god, and buried the names of so many innocent children, how could he say such cold-blooded words.

"I have a 13-year-old son, Haha, who is usually very skinny, and I have to wipe his ass every time he gets into trouble."

Yu Baoer looked at Liu Ningyu and asked coldly, "If your son was sent up the mountain, would you be willing?"

"...Hehe, the little girl is quite good at joking."

Liu Ningyu laughed dryly, not wanting to discuss this topic any more.

"Let's stay for a meal later. Our village may not have as much food as the city, but it's all home-grown fresh vegetables, which are absolutely clean! You sit down for a while, and I'll go to the field and ask my wife to come back and prepare meals. "

Without waiting for the three of them to answer, he got up and left the room.

"Pooh!"

As soon as Liu Ningyu left, Yu Baoer spat in disgust, unable to hide her disgust.

"What do we do now?"

She turned her head to look at Xun An, but saw him picking up the teacup on the table and drinking tea contentedly.

"Wait."

"Wait? Wait for what?"

Xun An frowned, this tea is really bad.

He put down the teacup and pushed it away, not even wanting to smell the cheap tea.

Seeing this, Bo Hao raised the corners of his mouth.

So cute.

He thought so.

"Wait until it gets dark."

If you want to find out the truth of the matter, you must find Chang Daixuan.

That is to say, you have to go to the holy mountain to see whether it is the mountain god or Chang Daixuan who is playing with the whole Tongjiang village in applause.

"We have to find a way to leave Tongjiang Village and go to Shenshan."

Yu Bao'er nodded in confusion, and then remembered that there is an enchantment outside Tongjiang Village, "But we can't get out now."

Xun An shook his head, "It may not be impossible, at least the villagers who went up to the mountain to worship last night beat gongs and drums and carried the sedan chair up the mountain..."

Xun An's words stopped abruptly, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes were extremely bright.

"I see."

"I know, what is it?"

Yu Baoer couldn't figure it out, she always felt that her IQ was not online all the time, and she couldn't keep up with Xun'an's channel.

"I know why the attitudes of these villagers are changing from left to right."

Xun An looked out of the window, the sun was already high, the sun was high, and the warm sunlight shone on the earth.

Time seemed to speed up the process. In just ten minutes, it seemed like half a day had passed in Tongjiang Village.

"Maybe, I also know how to get out of here."