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The cold breath enveloped Lan Qiaoyi's whole body in an instant, and he felt that he had fallen into an extremely cold place in a daze.

The "He" behind him seemed to be aware of the fear of the person in his arms, and after Lan Qiaoyi shivered unconsciously, he chuckled lightly.

His low breath curled his thick and slender eyelashes suddenly. In a white mist that suddenly dispersed, Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the female ghost with a ferocious face screamed silently. When he touched himself, he froze suddenly.

The bloody mouth that was originally cracked to the base of the ears closed in the blink of an eye. Under the cold and oppressive eyes of the existence behind him, the female ghost rarely felt timid.

"..."

She glanced at Lan Qiaoyi, she still seemed a little unwilling, but because of another more terrifying existence, she had to restrain the malice that was about to overflow.

The erratic black shadow disappeared quickly, just like when she suddenly appeared, and the female ghost left quietly.

Lan Qiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but opened his eyes slightly the next second.

Two small dimples were pressed out of the pink and soft cheeks, and the fingers that touched them were cold. Because of the strength of the person behind him, he was forced to raise his head, and his slender and graceful neck slightly lifted.

——Like the song of a white swan raising its neck.

The slightly trembling fingers were gently pulled up, and he stared down at the bud-like fingertips of the young man. He unconsciously felt fond of him, and leaned over to press a kiss full of endless meaning.

Lan Qiaoyi shuddered slightly, but the person behind him gently pinched his chin with a gentle and irresistible force. The fingertips of the other party were a little rough, and when they slowly rubbed against the lower lip, it brought a little numbness. Numb itching.

The bright red marks were rubbed and appeared on the slightly trembling plump lips, the intimate touch like a probation made Lan Qiaoyi startled and confused, but he didn't dare to resist at all.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

It seemed that he had really experienced that kind of waiting full of torture. After he finished speaking, the man sighed softly.

It's just that as the object of his love, Lan Qiaoyi not only couldn't respond to the other party, but even at this moment, his heart was filled with fear.

But even if he didn't say a word, the man's mood is extremely happy now.

He lowered his eyes to look at the boy who was completely embraced by him in his arms in an imprisoned posture. His eyes touched the white, shiny and smooth skin, and passed across his slightly pursed red lips. His eyes, and the long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, the sticky obsession in his eyes almost drowned him, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's exactly the same as in the dream, you are really beautiful."

With a little force on the hand under the chin, Lan Qiaoyi was forced to raise his head, and that pretty little face was completely exposed to the man's sight.

Looking up from Lan Qiaoyi's angle, what caught his eye was the handsome and sinister face of the tall man behind him.

The small Adam's apple that was lightly rubbed by the slender knuckles rolled uncomfortably, and the kiss that fell on the thin eyelids was icy cold, as if the person being kissed was a priceless treasure, but because of the identity of the giver, a strange feeling appeared inexplicably. Sorrowful love.

"I've been here, waiting for you."

Like a butterfly perched on a flower petal, it will leave as soon as it is touched, and He left these words at the end.

wake up.

The slender eyelashes opened "swish--", the body was so heavy that it seemed to be trapped in an inescapable quagmire, and the fatigue in his whole body seemed to reach the point where it was difficult to lift his fingers.

What came into his eyes was the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously wanted to support himself, but suddenly his expression froze.

His legs... seemed to be unconscious, and even his arms felt numb.

——No, no, every dream state in the past will not affect him in reality.

In other words, even though he fell into death in the dream, he was still alive after waking up in reality.

But why... He felt such a strong sense of weakness for the first time.

At this moment, with a slight movement of her thin white fingers, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly felt that she had regained some strength.

[It has temporarily lifted the negative state of the body for you. ]

The voice of 228 in my head is calm and reassuring.

His vision gradually recovered, and Lan Qiaoyi was startled. Was it because of his limited vision that he just entered the darkness?

When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but froze.

The bright moonlight shines in through a small tall window, the dust floating in the air is finely divided, and the surrounding area is silent.

Then in the dim light, Lan Qiaoyi saw the two girls who closed their eyes tightly and were half-sitting on the ground—that was Wang Xue and Lin Lin.

He wanted to get closer in perplexity, but the moment he raised his hand, he felt a bound force.

Lan Qiaoyi lowered his head slowly, and finally, under the dim moonlight, he vaguely saw his posture at this time, and a trace of inconceivable astonishment flashed across his eyes.

His hands were tied behind his back, and his legs had to curl up aggrievedly because of the hemp rope that was also tied around his ankles.

No wonder, when he just woke up, he subconsciously felt that his body was weak and sore.

When were they plotted against without realizing it?

Before Mingming fell asleep, they were still in Aunt Li's yard.

who drugged them...

The thought that flashed across my mind disappeared in a flash.

The guess is that he has a chill down his spine, but what about his teammates?

Lan Qiaoyi tried hard to turn his head to look, but after looking around, he didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed to find that there were only three of them in this room.

As for the others, Lan Qiaoyi doesn't know what their current situation is. Maybe his teammates are safe and sound asleep, or they are falling into a dire situation just like him, but now...

Maybe it was because he was the first person to wake up, or because the scene in the dream made him fearful, Lan Qiaoyi looked up at the only small window that let out light in this dim room, gritted his teeth, Decided to save myself.

The girls were still unconscious due to the unknown effect of the medicine, so now Lan Qiaoyi could only rely on himself.

The surrounding area was too dark, and he couldn't figure out the current situation for the time being. He wasn't sure where this place was, and whether there would be someone guarding it outside.

Thinking about it carefully, it might be better to say that the taskers in Zhujia Village are like lambs who have fallen into a trap that has been set up. Those eyes lurking in the dark are everywhere.

The fact that he realized later was too cruel, Lan Qiaoyi bit his lower lip tightly, feeling afraid of the danger of being alone now, but he could only force himself to cheer up.

[Don't be afraid, I'm always by your side. ]

The voice in his head was steady and powerful, and it became his spiritual support at this moment of silence.

The feeling of being restrained with both hands and feet is uncomfortable. The sense of urgency that the body cannot control at all prompts Lan Qiaoyi to bend his legs hard and straighten his arms behind his back. After repeated failed attempts, he finally touches the He touched the thick and long hemp rope behind him.

[Be careful. ]

As soon as 228 finished speaking, Lan Qiaoyi was a little dazed when he felt the sinking object that suddenly appeared in his palm.

Rubbing his slender, white fingers up and down uncertainly, he realized with some joy:

It was a short dagger.

But it can also solve his urgent needs.

228, who has always upheld fairness and justice and never interfered with any host's tasks, publicly made an exception for Lan Qiaoyi for the first time.

[Thank you, 228! ]

Carefully and slowly, he attached the sharp blade to the hemp rope tightly tied around his ankle.

The sound of "Swish--" came out in the dark and silent room, Lan Qiaoyi pressed his lower lip tightly, pressing out a red line, he tried his best to breathe lightly, all his attention was lost concentrated behind.

Finally, after countless mechanical repetitions, the hemp rope around his ankle showed signs of loosening. He was overjoyed and continued to grind the rough hemp rope harder.

"Hmm - where is this?"

At some point, the two girls leaning against each other woke up one after another. Because the effect of the medicine had just passed and their consciousness was not clear yet, the darkness and strangeness of their bodies immediately caused them to panic.

As soon as a dazed voice sounded in the room, Lan Qiaoyi was startled at first, and then quickly said:

"Don't panic, I'm Lan Qiaoyi, we've been locked up."

Lin Lin wanted to open her mouth to say something, but the girl next to her elbowed her.

Wang Xue deliberately lowered her voice, the voice that just woke up was still a little hoarse:

"Where are Zhao Ying and the others? Are there only three of us here?"

"Yes... it should be. I don't know if there is anyone outside the house. Let's not attract the attention of the outside."

Lan Qiaoyi tried his best to recognize the expressions of the girls with the light from the only small window at the top of the room. To his surprise, except that Lin Lin was a little scared and wanted to lean towards her teammates, Wang Xue's expression was quite calm.

The other party didn't show any panic after hearing this sentence, she just nodded more and used it as a substitute for her answer.

Lan Qiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his companion's awakening and unexpected calm made him feel relieved a lot.

He continued to repeat the movements of his hands, and the small sounds naturally made Wang Xue notice the movement here, but she was smart enough not to ask.

I do not know how long it has been. With a sound of "Pa-ta--", a strand of the hemp rope broke, and Lan Qiaoyi felt the force binding his feet suddenly loosen, and he couldn't help chuckling.

It was just because the hemp rope was too rough, and the person who bound him mercilessly wrapped it several times. Even with such efforts, the restraint on the ankle still could not be completely separated, but it was looser than before.

Perhaps because they heard their own laughter, Wang Xue and Lin Lin, who was trying to untie the hemp rope in her hand under her guidance, looked up.

Lan Qiaoyi just wanted to show his situation to the other party, but under the gradually brightening morning light, he saw Lin Lin's eyes widen suddenly.

As if realizing something, Lan Qiaoyi quickly turned over on conditioned reflex, facing the door, and pressed the dagger in his hand under his body.

He moved quickly and adjusted his posture in just a few seconds.

At the same time, the door of the room was pushed open with a bang, accompanied by a loud and rude voice:

"Wake up—!"

No matter how calm the girls are, they are afraid of the thick and thick villagers who don't hide the maliciousness in their eyes.

Lan Qiaoyi pretended to just wake up and opened his eyes. The next moment, he met the gaze of the man at the door.

"Ah..."

Ah Shan.

His heart was cold.

As if he had noticed Lan Qiaoyi's gaze, another villager who had just opened the door looked over, and after seeing his face clearly, he asked with some disgust:

"Why is there another man?!"

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously turned his head to look at the other two girls who were huddled in the corner. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to realize something.

Sure enough, upon hearing the unintentional complaints from the villagers, the girls who were able to pretend to be calm just now became nervous visibly.

In the eyes of the villagers secretly with disgust, Lan Qiaoyi blinked nervously, staring at the person standing at the door with a pair of dark eyes, and said:

"What do you mean? So what if I'm a man?"

Wang Xue glanced at him in surprise, as if she understood his intentions, she also remained silent at this moment.

"Of course it's because of the sacrifice..."

The villagers were easily distracted by Lan Qiaoyi's questioning. He turned his head and looked over, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was about to teach this winkless boy a lesson, but he was a little dazed when he saw that pretty face clearly.

"Your boy... you look pretty good."

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, he watched the other party walking towards him. He subconsciously reached out and touched the dagger/knife that was pressed under him.

The dark villager in his vision got closer and closer. He lowered his head uncomfortably, but heard the impatient voice of the other party:

"Look up, let me see—!"

"Don't touch him."

Accompanied by another icy voice, Lan Qiaoyi's chin was pinched lightly with cool fingers, and he reflexively wanted to break free, but was forced to follow the opponent's sudden increase in strength to lift his head up.

"Hide what?"

Ah Shan's voice was calm, and upon listening carefully, there was still a hint of a smile.

The young boy who was facing him in a controlling posture couldn't escape, so he could only look at him tremblingly with a pair of dark and moist eyes. The white cheeks that were steamed and turned pink, skipped down the lonely and beautiful collarbone, and finally fixed her eyes on the plump red lips.

The man's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

The fingers that were only holding the young man's cheeks were slightly loosened, and under the dazed gaze of the beautiful child - he pressed the beautifully shaped lower lip.

The fingertips floating on the lips opened the bright red lips with a slow and irresistible force, and Lan Qiaoyi shook his head uncomfortably, wanting to stop the absurd behavior of the almost bewildered man at this time.

The movement that wanted to escape was restrained by a force.

As if aware of what the person in front of him wanted to do, Lan Qiaoyi looked at the face in front of him that brought him bad memories when he was in the small building, and noticed the unconsciously obsessed eyes of the other party, and a feeling suddenly rose in his heart. An inexplicable emotion.

He opened his mouth, and in the man's dazed eyes, he bit the man's knuckles.

"hiss--"

Caught off guard, the other party gasped. He subconsciously wanted to get rid of the boy, but when his eyes touched the pink and beautiful face in front of him, he abruptly stopped his movements.

"..."

"Like a kitten with teeth and claws."

The man frowned and endured the pain from his knuckles, but he reprimanded him in a teasing and intimate manner.

As if he didn't expect the other party to react like this, the young man whose cheeks were flushed because of embarrassment let go of his teeth, and said angrily:

"……leave me alone."

He was sitting right now in the corner of the room, and with the man's tall figure, he almost completely covered him when he squatted down. What happened between the two of them was not affected by other people in the room. The three saw it.

Even the villagers who were far away could only hear some vague words.

Seeing the man talking to the pretty boy sitting in the corner, the villagers couldn't help but frowned, cursed inwardly, turned their heads and said loudly to the two girls:

"You—stand up and follow me!"

The sudden sound made the two girls turn pale.

Lin Lin looked in horror at the sturdy villagers walking towards her, and she couldn't help but approached Wang Xue backwards.

Unexpectedly, this subconscious dodge action aroused the impatience of the villagers.

"It's you, why hide!"

"what--"

The man squatting in front of Lan Qiaoyi was still seriously untying the hemp rope that bound his slender wrist with downcast eyes.

The boy who was mostly blocked by Ah Shan was shocked, and the moment the rope in his hand fell off, he wanted to stand up and look out impatiently.

But at the moment when he raised his hand, without noticing it for a while, the opponent who was waiting for the opportunity seized the opportunity and stroked his cheek.

"Um—you,..."

Vague and angry voices leaked from between the lips and teeth intermittently, and the red tongue was faintly visible between the white teeth, causing the eyes of the instigator to suddenly become deep and dark.

The not-so-smooth fingertips didn't go deep, but rested shallowly on the side of the soft lips, but this made Lan Qiaoyi unable to purse his lips.

It seems that the man's actions are just to satisfy his own bad taste.

He turned his back to the people in the room, his tall body blocked all coveting and probing sights, his cold eyes that turned dark red quietly stared at Xiaomei whose eyelashes were wet with tears because of his actions.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and beautiful, and the black and soft eyes gradually filled with crystal clear teardrops, which seemed to turn into pearls and fall down in a blink of an eye.

Then it brushed over the flushed soft cheeks, stained with bright red and attractive lips.

The man who was stimulated by the picture in his memory became visibly excited, and he almost couldn't restrain the strength in his hand.

Seeing that the man had no plans to get up, the villagers couldn't help feeling a little annoyed:

"Ah Shan, are you alright? The old village chief has already started urging you."

Hearing this, the eyes of the man with his back turned darkened.

If it wasn't for the sudden sound of the voice behind him, stopping the dirty and lustful thoughts in his mind, he didn't know if he would have done something terrible on the spot.

It's just that there are still some regrets in my heart.

Before recovering from the sudden stop of the man's movements, Lan Qiaoyi stared blankly through the man's shoulder and saw a scene that shocked him:

Lin Lin, who was grabbed by the shoulders of the sturdy villagers, was full of fear and had no power to resist.

At that moment, he even wanted to stand up and stop the opponent desperately.

...But I heard the voice in my head:

[What do you want to do?Even if you expose yourself, you won't save anyone. ]

228's voice was as calm as ever, but to Lan Qiaoyi's ears at this moment, it was like a basin of cold water cooling him down.

Seemingly realizing that his tone was a little cold, 228 looked at the boy's eyes that fell silent for a moment, and softened his tone:

[In dungeons, only by protecting yourself can you help others. ]

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, raised his head, looked over the man's shoulder, and met the tearful eyes of Wang Xue who was leaning against the wall.

His heart felt sore, until he felt a pain in his palm, then he suddenly lowered his head, and slowly let go of his tightly clenched palm.

During the whole process, the man just squatted in front of Lan Qiaoyi, silently listening to everything that happened in the room, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

The only thing he cared about was the petite boy in front of him.

Lin Lin choked and cried intermittently, each sound was like a knife, torturing the other two people in the room, gradually getting farther and farther away, until they completely disappeared outside the room.

Lan Qiaoyi's body began to tremble slightly, and before he knew it, his vision gradually became blurred.

"...Don't cry."

A soft sigh sounded in his ears, and then his ears were covered by a pair of big hands.

In an instant, all the noise around him left him, leaving only a palpitating tranquility.

The tears that were falling were caught halfway.

Lan Qiaoyi felt the soft touch of his lips in a daze, he raised his head belatedly, but saw a pair of dark red eyes.

——He suddenly remembered the situation in the small building that time.

Those dark red eyes in memory are always lingering in Lan Qiaoyi's mind, so that whenever he sees the man's black eyes, he always wonders if the person in front of him is really human?

Or is there no normal person in the entire Zhujia Village?

The weird sacrificial customs, the old village head with hidden thoughts behind his kind face, and the villagers who know it well but pretend to be deaf...

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Today is the last two days of the end of the dungeon, and the chances of the taskers are running out. If they can't complete the dungeon task before twelve o'clock tomorrow night: crack the secret behind the Zhujiacun sacrifice, all of them will It will become the "nutrient" for instance upgrades.

Lan Qiaoyi understood in his heart that the only thing that was clear at the moment was that he already knew the meaning of the sacrificial sacrifice in Zhujiacun:

Through lottery, young unmarried women are found to "sacrifice" to the mountain gods to bless the village with good weather in the coming year.

What puzzled him was that, if it was just like this, why the sacrificial ceremony had been held in Zhujia Village for several years, why it would be abandoned by the villagers later, and even when the old village chief announced that it would be held again this year, the villagers also reflected different.

Moreover——the dilapidated ancestral hall flashed across Lan Qiaoyi's mind.

What does the abandoned sacrifice have to do with the ancestral hall in Zhujia Village?

... and the female ghost in the dream, and the mysterious man who appeared later.

These questions came to my mind all of a sudden, and gradually turned into more and more tangled balls of thread, which continued to be messed up after being cut.

Lan Qiaoyi became more and more anxious. He knew that these clues were just loose sand to him. He was eager to meet other teammates and tell them what he knew.

Rather than being forced to be stuck in this house somewhere.

The sense of powerlessness in his heart expanded, and he could hardly control his sobs.

The tears that fell were kissed away by cold kisses, licked/licked little by little, and the soft touch on the face became more obvious when the hearing was deprived.

The rosy lips stained with crystal tears were gently held, and the crying person was kissed with gentle strength, unable to avoid it.

"Take you there, don't cry, okay?"

After a long silence, the man finally compromised, looking at the pretty boy who gradually stopped crying, he coaxed in a loving voice.

As soon as the other party exerted force, the thick hemp rope on Lan Qiaoyi's ankle, which he had exhausted all his efforts to loosen, was easily torn off.

After seeing the red marks on the white ankles that had been strangled by the hemp rope, a trace of distress flashed across the man's eyes.

Haobai's ankle and wrist were held in the palm of a big hand, and the slight rubbing of the fingertips brought a little itchiness.

The long black eyelashes were wet with tears, sticking together like butterfly wings knocked down by innocent people in the rain, Lan Qiaoyi put his hands on the man's shoulders, and stood up following the man's strength, his eyelids drooped slightly, quietly Looking at Ah Shan painfully, he rubbed his red ankle.

The villagers who went back and forth at the door looked surprised, but the girl he had just taken out was no longer around him.

It seemed that he had just seen the posture of the two of them clearly at this time. His gaze passed over the half-squatting man and his white fleshy hands enclosing his palms, and a trace of astonishment crossed his face:

"Ashan, what are you doing?"

It's just that the person he questioned had an indifferent expression on his face, and the other person just lowered his eyes intently and continued to move on.

Seeing that the man didn't respond to his words, the villagers looked a little annoyed:

"... Ah Shan——!"

"To shut up."

At this moment, Ah Shan stood up, and the indifferent voice sounded, the volume was not loud, but it successfully silenced the big man who was still irritable and wanted to get angry just now.

Lan Qiaoyi was grasped by the man beside him, and his palm, which was a circle smaller than the other's, was completely enclosed.

"Take you, you won't run away this time."

A faintly smiling voice sounded in his ears, softly, with some ambiguous intimacy.

Lan Qiaoyi trembled slightly, he subconsciously wanted to refute the man, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a girl with red eye circles in the corner of the wall.

He swallowed back the words that had rolled down his throat. Under the man's deep and inexplicable eyes, he finally just clenched his lower lip, and after a long while, he said vaguely:

"……Um."

"So nice."

There was a smile on Ah Shan's lips.

The big man standing at the door stared dumbfounded at the cheerful expression visible to the naked eye at this young man who always followed the village chief and was always serious.

Even if the big man himself has no culture, he still feels the burning eyes of the other party when he looks at the beautiful boy who is led by him, how should I put it...

Weird and crooked.

"I didn't expect that you boy didn't find a wife for so many years, so it's because of your good taste!"

The villagers laughed dryly a few times, feeling a little self-defeating, so they stopped talking.

To his surprise, after a while of silence, the man actually answered him:

"Hmm..." He glanced down at the young boy beside him, thought for a while, and then continued:

"It's a good one."

Lan Qiaoyi unconsciously clenched the other hand hanging by his side, feeling a little embarrassing in his heart.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, only letting Ah Shan hold his hand tightly, and was led out of the room by the other party without any resistance.

When he passed by Wang Xue, he looked down and saw the girl pretending to be calm, and his heart skipped a beat under the faint pleading eyes of the other party.

A man's cold voice came from the ear:

"What are you looking at?"

Ah Shan reached out and pinched Lan Qiaoyi's chin, and forcibly moved his gaze away from Wang Xue.

"..."

The young man just shook his head slightly, and smiled timidly at the man with a slightly gloomy face.

Fortunately, the other party was not too obsessed with this matter, Lan Qiaoyi was led all the way past Wang Xue's side, and his figure disappeared from the girl's sight.

The door of the house slammed shut.

She clenched the dagger in her hand.

"Where are you taking me?"

Along the way, Lan Qiaoyi didn't see anyone else, and the villager also separated from them at a fork in the road, and he felt uneasy.

But the person walking in front didn't say a word. In desperation, he still mustered up his courage and asked boldly.

Hearing this, the man who was holding him tightly turned his head to look at the young man with a nervous expression on his face.

"Are you scared?"

Ah Shan didn't answer Lan Qiaoyi's question, but instead asked an irrelevant question.

For a moment, the boy's expression was a little dazed, and the answers in his heart tossed and turned, but they were all stuck in his throat.

Perhaps because he realized what he was thinking at this time, the man did not obsess over this question, but replied lightly:

"Take you where you want to go."

What is the place I... want to go?

——Soon, the doubts in Lan Qiaoyi's heart were answered.

When the man wrapped most of his body with a cloak that he took out from nowhere, and stood a little away from the crowd, he suddenly realized.

Seeing the young and old villagers gathered together, Lan Qiaoyi felt a little dazed and almost thought he was still in a dream. This situation was too similar to what he saw in the dream.

"What are they doing?"

The man seemed to be in a good mood, and when he heard his question, he didn't hide it, and replied straightforwardly:

"It's drawing lots."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and glanced at the tightly wrapped boy, his eyes flicked under the cloak, the cheeks that were barely exposed, slightly pinkish from the heat, after thinking about it, he still asked road:

"Do you want to participate?"

"……what?"

Before he finished speaking, Lan Qiaoyi felt a long object stuffed into his palm.

Under the slow caress, his hands trembled a little, and a little sweat even leaked out of his palms in a short period of time.

"I...I don't"

In panic, Lan Qiaoyi lowered his eyes to look, and what caught his eyes was the small heavy wooden stick.

As if he couldn't bear to see his pitiful and lovely expression at this time, the man standing beside him suddenly reached out and gently pinched the flesh on his cheek, and said softly, somewhat coaxingly:

"What are you afraid of?"

He didn't know that just seeing this heavy wooden stick, the memory in Lan Qiaoyi's mind suddenly revived. For a moment, the hopeless and powerless emotions in the dream seemed to pass through the void boundary between dream and reality passed to his heart.

[deep breath—]

The voice of 228 suddenly sounded at this moment.

The boy was startled, and unconsciously opened his mouth slightly following its words.

As everyone knows, when this situation falls into the man's eyes, it is like a feather gently scratching at the tip of his heart.

Lightness does not stay, but disturbs his heart.

"you're so beautiful."

He couldn't help saying.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He trembled unconsciously, and the small trembling was wrapped under the loose clothes, which was not noticed by Ah Shan beside him.

The familiar words were like a special instruction, instantly reminding him of the mysterious man in his dream.

It seems... the other party said the same.

Lan Qiaoyi became a little dazed. Seeing this, the man squeezed his palm in dissatisfaction, but just as he was about to say something, he had to shut his mouth regretfully because of the voice that sounded not far away.

"start--"

Wherever he looked, he skipped over the bustling villagers below the stage, and Lan Qiaoyi's eyes finally stayed on the old village chief standing on the stage.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, the villagers in the audience stopped talking with each other, and looked up at the high platform as if they had received an order.

The old village head waved to his side, and soon, Lan Qiaoyi saw a woman in red and black dress, with a big pointed hat on her head, whose face could not be seen, walked forward.

Before he could ask, the man on the side explained:

"That's the new witch in the village, and this is the first time she's presided over a sacrifice."

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi's eyes trembled slightly. He looked at the slightly shorter woman standing beside the village chief, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It's just that this feeling disappeared, and soon, his attention was attracted by the movement on the stage.

In the silence, Lan Qiaoyi stood away from the crowd, watching the woman in strange clothes on the stage start her own dance after getting the permission of the village head.

It is a dance, but it is more like a ritual of practice.

Lan Qiaoyi tilted his head slightly, and glanced across the surrounding villagers. He was surprised to find that at some point, everyone's expressions became numb, and even the crying children closed their mouths one after another. He stared intently at the sorceress on the stage who seemed to be dancing with demons.

This scene... was so weird that he couldn't help feeling chills all over his body.

The fingertips pinching the hood trembled slightly, and Lan Qiaoyi had an absurd illusion in his heart, as if the villagers standing here now, except for himself, could no longer be called "people".

What happened to Zhujia Village to make it what it is now?

He thought of the scene he saw in his dream. At that time, at least in "her" eyes, the people in the village were ignorant, but they still had popularity.

Instead of being like now, this village is full of phantom formations, as if everyone is alive and arranged.

With this thought, Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously bit his lower lip. At this moment, he felt that he seemed to know some secret.

At this moment, the sorceress on the stage stopped her twisted and weird dance.

"complete--!"

She just stood there silently, and the moment the dance stopped, the villagers in the audience also came to their senses, and the noise in the audience that had been silent for a while was restored in an instant.

"Is there no result yet!"

I don't know who's words suddenly sounded.

As soon as the words came out, the people in the audience also asked:

"Yeah - why is it taking so long this time!"

"Could something be wrong?"

"Bah—don't talk nonsense, the mountain god is going to be angry."

"..."

The more agitated mood of the crowd was relieved when the old village head stopped. After the noise, Lan Qiaoyi heard the old village head who stood on the stage again say slowly:

"We need to give the witch a little time. After all, it's about sacrifices. Everyone said, cough——right?"

In the next second, Lan Qiaoyi watched helplessly as the attitudes of the people who were still furious just now changed 180 degrees.

"...Yes, yes, we are too, too impatient."

"..."

The boy who was watching coldly stared at the sorceress who had been silent on the stage with his black eyes hidden under the hood. After a long while, the other party finally raised his head.

Even though he couldn't see the face of the witch clearly, Lan Qiaoyi's heart trembled. At that moment, he had a wonderful premonition.

As if realizing that the witch was about to speak, the old village head and the villagers in the audience silently fell silent.

The other party slowly raised his hand, his eyes swept across the stage invisibly, and finally his eyes focused on one place.

"……he."

A hoarse voice sounded from under the wide pointed hat, and the bone-like finger pointed at the boy standing under the tree.

Wu Run's black eyes reflected the faces of Zhang Zhang who turned their heads together, and the fingers pinching the hood trembled uncontrollably.

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Dear children~