C84 (2/2)

Who was the source of the Soul Suppressing Cone on the mountain?

Adopt a father? Liu Songxian? Grandma Daocao? Or was there someone else …

It was a question I had been thinking about countless times over the years, but I had no idea what it was.

Every day I would listen to the absurd experiences of these people in the village. Before, I really didn't even dare to think about it.

Being trapped in the village, no one dared to try to leave. After all, this was a life threatening situation!

It was better to die than to live. Although there might be dangers in the village, he could still live for now.

However, after leaving the village, that was not necessarily the case.

At least in the village. For the time being, the chances of living were higher.

Like meat on a chopping block, the villagers naturally could no longer maintain their former calmness. The whole village gave me the feeling that it was filled with dark clouds.

These days, the villagers didn't have any smiling faces, especially when all the rats and snakes in the village suddenly appeared as if the season was reversed. The villagers' expressions became even more unsightly.

A strange atmosphere permeated the entire village. I have always wanted to know the identity of this mastermind.

Feeling the strange atmosphere around me made me feel uncomfortable. Actually, it wasn't just the atmosphere.

The main reason is the feeling of being besieged from all sides. When I go out now, I have to stand at the door and take a good look to see if there's anything lurking outside.

I felt that if this went on, my mind might collapse.

However, the weird thing is that although those snakes have appeared in public, they didn't come looking for me.

When I was at my most nervous, I became calm again, which made me very angry.

Today was the fifteenth day of the first month, so during the night, every household would logically light up a pile of fire with pine nuts.

This should be used in place of the fireworks in the city, as a symbol of auspicious celebration.

Although the villagers said that they were not in the mood, it was best not to abandon this custom.

Especially in a situation like this where the clouds were dense, it was only right to make it more lively and drive away the haze.

At this time, the village chief was naturally going to take the lead and encourage the villagers.

However, on that night, the villagers saw flames shooting up into the sky. On the mountain, the blue flames were also happily burning, as if half of the mountain had turned blue.

He could only see the dense light of the fire, but nothing else could be seen, it was filled with a strange aura.

Just a single glance was enough to send chills down one's spine.

These streams of blue flames seemed to possess some kind of mysterious power, as if they could connect to the gates to the underworld …

The blue flames extinguished the little bit of passion that the Village Chief had just shown …

The villagers stared at the blue flames in the middle of the mountain, staring blankly at them.

It was very quiet on the mountain, but everyone knew that it seemed like a lone soul on the mountain was celebrating as well.

In the midst of the silence, a person suddenly charged towards the flames with a bag full of paper money!