distortion

Han Luo looked at those people who were sipping their blood and bowing their heads in prayer, and suddenly felt that Qiujia Village was a little sad.

"Don't look around, you will be finished if the patriarch finds out." Bai Cheng next to him reminded Han Luo.

The death sacrifice was going on, and this time it seemed to be different from usual, because there was still a set of white bathrobes on the altar.

Han Luo didn't understand these things, so when the patriarch asked him to put on that bathrobe, he didn't think much about it.

Baicheng faintly felt that something was wrong, never heard of anyone wearing a white bathrobe before?

After Han Luo changed into his bathrobe, the patriarch brought a bowl of something unknown. The water in the bowl seemed to emit black air under the sun.

"Ah Luo, you went into that forbidden area ten years ago. You are no longer from us. If you drink this, you should make a contribution to the Qiu Family Village." The patriarch always looked at Han Luo's kind eyes with sadness "Qiu Shun is sorry for you." This sentence was very low, only Han Luo heard it.

Wait, ten years ago?What happened ten years ago?Why do you say he is no longer from here?

"This, will you die if you drink it?" Han Luo looked at the patriarch in disbelief. Why did the human sacrifice that had been abandoned for a long time come back?He was bewildered, startled and frightened.

"Look at your good fortune, child!" Seeing that he didn't drink, the patriarch called two strong men to hold him down, squeezed his chin and poured it down.

Baicheng witnessed all this, he wanted to rush up to stop them, but he was powerless.

He is from the Qiu family village, and he knows that once the death sacrifice is destroyed, it will cause quite serious consequences, and the whole village may be backlashed by the huge darkness, and live in darkness from then on.

Han Luo quickly lost consciousness. He thought he would never wake up again, but when he opened his eyes and saw the familiar altar, he realized that he was not dead.

There is no one around, everything is in the white mist.

Han Luo's surprise for the rest of his life after the catastrophe was quickly swallowed up by this huge sense of depression. He wanted to go home and it would be better, but he didn't meet anyone along the way. Except for the scene that didn't change, all the living creatures were all Disappeared.

"Am I dead?" Han Luo pinched himself, it still hurt, he touched his heart, it still beat, I'm not dead, so where did they go?

The door of the house creaked open, Han Luo was taken aback, how could he open it by himself when no one was there?

Han Luo walked over to close the door, but found a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy dressed in black standing outside the door.

"Great! Finally someone!" Han Luo would normally be dizzy by this beautiful androgynous face and embarrassed to speak, but the long silence made him see a similar surprise far more than these exaggerated emotions .

"Long time no see, you have grown taller." When the beautiful boy spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up with an unknown evil spirit.

"Do you know me?" Han Luo tried hard to recall. He felt that it would be very rude to forget people casually, but he didn't know that the memory of his childhood had been erased by the teenager long ago.

"Han Luo," the young man looked at him and smiled, "My name is Ji Chuan."

"Ji...Ji Chuan? Your surname is Ji?" Han Luo remembered the story Baicheng told him. The family in the story was also named Ji. Is it a coincidence or... Han Luo felt a little guilty.

"Well, is this surname strange?" Ji Chuan said looking at Han Luo's pale face.

"I mean, it's a coincidence... Are you from outside the village?" Han Luo grew up in the village and never met him.

"Our village just held a death sacrifice today. It should be closed. If they find outsiders coming in, it will be miserable!"

"Oh? What will happen?" Ji Chuan's eyes were stained with a hint of teasing.

"I don't know, I should be locked up."

"If I can be locked up, there will be no death sacrifices in this village."

Ji Chuan laughed in a voice Han Luo couldn't hear.

"Did you see the people in our village when you came here? I don't know what happened. When I woke up, the people in this village seemed to have evaporated in an instant." Han Luo looked outside the door, and time had passed for a long time However, the white mist became more and more dense, and he could barely see a distance of ten meters around him. "The fog under this is so strange. It's rare for us to have such a big fog in our village."

"People from the village won't come here," Ji Chuan said.

Han Luo was surprised: "How do you know?"

Ji Chuan didn't talk to him, his ears were slightly tilted, as if he was listening to something. "somebody is coming."

Han Luo also pricked up his ears like him, but he didn't hear anything at all, "Are you from our village?"

"Hush!" Ji Chuan pressed his index finger on his well-shaped lips, "Be gentle, don't let him find out."

Looking at those bright red lips, Han Luo felt a strange feeling in his heart.

A wooden stick was tentatively stretched into the room where Han Luo was, and after it didn't touch anything, someone cautiously poked his head out.

"Baicheng?" Han Luo was pleasantly surprised to see that Baicheng was here.

Baicheng strode in when he heard someone calling him, and seemed to be relieved when he saw Han Luo, but his attention soon focused on the other person beside Han Luo, and Han Luo's first glance It felt the same, it was the first time in Baicheng's life that he saw such a beautiful person, but Baicheng was older after all, and he sensed a sinister aura hidden in the young man.

Sensing Bai Cheng's gaze, Ji Chuan introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Ji Chuan."

"My name is Baicheng." After the introduction, Baicheng said to the crowd: "We have to leave here quickly."

After Han Luo drank the strange bowl of water and passed out, the death sacrifice team gradually dispersed. Baicheng looked anxiously at the people who fell on the altar, and decided to wait for the crowd to disperse before turning back secretly, but soon after he returned, He found that it was starting to fog up outside, and when he went out again, he found that he seemed to be the only one left in Nuo Da’s village. He went to the altar immediately to save Han Luo, but only went to Han Luo’s when he found that the person was gone. The family rushed over, the fog was so weird, and what was even weirder was the boy who had never seen standing next to Han Luo.