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However, she only cried a few moments, and then returned to her innocent appearance, as if squeezing a few tears was already the limit of Yang Auntie.

"What's going on?" Cao Qian looked at Yang Auntie's face, her heart filled with sadness.

Xing Yan whispered: "I saw a strange feeling in my heart after seeing what Grandma Cao had left. Do you think that this village is very similar to the 'fate challenge' game we participated in."

Cao Qian thought about it and found many similarities.

Leaving aside the supernatural abilities and many rules of the "Destiny Challenge" game, just looking at the surface clues, you will find that the villagers and players in this village are consistent.

It was also inexplicably drawn into a weird space, without giving everyone a chance to resist and giving no explanation. The mind and body are controlled, and they cannot live freely. The two opposing camps are constantly fighting under the control of two different forces. The villagers have the wonderful power under the blessing of the mountain god, but they cannot be in the real world use.

Cao Qian said: "It's similar, but there are also differences. This village looks even humbler and more absurd."

Xing Min nodded, and he turned to the mask on Auntie Yang's hand and asked softly, "Would you like me to wear this mask?"

Yang Niuniu nodded dumbly, she seemed to have a little consciousness, and Xing Yi drew a "hypnotic" QR code, hoping to ask for a little clue.

After the use of the "hypnotic" QR code, Ms. Yang's eyes lightened a little. Xing Yan asked, "What have you experienced in the past three years?"

Ms. Yang thought for a while, and slowly said, "No ... remember ... may ..."

She spoke slowly and stuttered as if she had not spoken for a long time.

Xing Yan asked again, "Remember how you became a mountain god?"

Ms. Yang slowly shook her head, she said, "The mountain **** offering, fainted, woke up and saw you."

Xing Yan understood what Yang Niuniu meant. She fainted while talking about the mountain **** offering. When she woke up, she saw Xing Yan and others. She had no consciousness in these three years.

Xing Yan said with a mask, "What is this?"

Ms. Yang crooked her head: "I don't know, put it on you ..."

Nothing could be asked from her mouth, she just wanted to put on Xing Yan's mask.

Xing Yan smiled bitterly at the mask: "It seems that only by wearing a mask can you know what happened."

Cao Qian frowned: "I have a feeling that you can never go back to the real world with a mask on. There must be something on that mask that can control people's thinking and make people the so-called mountain gods. These three years Yang The unconscious girl, even if you wear it, you may not know what you are doing. "

"I know." Xing Yuan nodded. "But the world has reached this point. It is not possible to wear a mask. Some risks must be taken once."

In fact, Xing Yuan can wear no mask. He can kill the paper man and the guards to lead the sacrifice team through customs.

You don't need to bother about the future of Shanshen Village, and you don't need to care whether the guards can return to the real world after death, and victory is enough.

But for Xing Ye, this is not enough. What he needs to overcome is the system. He wants to rescue the village from the control of the mountain god, so that the remaining villagers can leave the village alive and see the outside world.

In order to defeat the system, this mask must be worn.

Of course, you cannot put on a mask rashly, you need a strong foreign aid.

Xing Yan took out a small mirror and said to Lu Mingze, "Ready to challenge this difficult time with me?"

The man in the mirror nodded hard: "Give you all my luck, you will be able to defeat the system."

Xing Min poked Lu Mingze's face and said, "I'll take care of you next."

After all, he put on a "emotional" QR code for himself and Lu Mingze, and put the mask on his face.

The moment Xing Ling put on his mask, the black robe on Yang Auntie suddenly flew up and put on Xing Aunt. Then Cao Qian saw what Yang Auntie looked like under the robe.

There is no such thing as the underside. The underside of the black robe was empty. After the robe was transferred, Yang Niu's head fell off, and Cao Qian reached out and held her head in her arms.

Ms. Yang's eyes were open. It wasn't until this moment that she recovered her consciousness. After seeing Cao Qian's face, she whispered softly, "It's black and black, you don't have a mask. Who is the one who put on the mask last?"

Cao Qian touched her head and found that Yang Auntie's head was not made of flesh at all, but the same material as the paper man. What Cao Qian understood, tears fell unconsciously: "It's Yang Xiaomao. "

Ms. Yang's expression became particularly sad, and she whispered, "It's Xiao Mao, we are all here."

She seemed to want to cry, but as a paper man she had no body, she could no longer cry.

Cao Qian hugged her head and heard Aunt Yang said, "Did this year's mountain grass grow?"

Cao Qian nodded: "Half the mountain outside is filled with mountain grass."

Ms. Yang whispered, "It's retribution, it's retribution from Shanshen Village. Take me out to see Shanshen grass."

Cao Qian held up Yang Niu's head and walked outside, seeing that the guards did not die, and wanted to use the initial skills to attack Yan Hebi, Yan Hebi dealt with them with a two-dimensional code, and saw Cao Qian come out and look happy , Said happily, "You are finally out, big guy? Has the mountain **** been solved?"

At this time, Chang Xunzi was holding Yan Hebi's feet and was going to throw him off the top of the mountain. Cao Qian kicked Chang Xunzi and placed Yang Auntie's head in the lush mountain grass.

"Mr. Yang?" The village chief was shocked when she saw Ms. Yang. "How are you still alive? Is your head ... turned into a paper man? The mountain **** did not eat you, but turned you into paper Anyone? "

"There is no mountain god," Yang Auntie said quietly, looking at the village chief, "only sin."

Anyway, she closed her eyes quietly, and a gust of wind blew, and suddenly Aunt Yang's head was scattered, becoming a ash, dissipating in the mountain **** grass.

"What's going on?" Yan Hebi asked. "Why hasn't the big guy come out yet, are there anyone else? Are they all in the cave?"

Cao Qian said: "Yang Xiaomao put on a mask and became a new mountain god. This year's mountain **** festival has been completed. People in the cave should be able to wake up after a while."

"What!" Yan Hebi's voice trembled. "How could he be a mountain god? Why is this?"

Anyway, he rushed into the cave and saw a small mask man trying to drag Qian Qianni out of the cave. Yan Hebi saw his slackness and came forward to help him wait for three The offering child carried out of the cave.

Qian Niuniu and others awoke at the first sight of the sunlight. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Cao Heihe's dark face under the sun, and reached out and hugged Cao Qian. Okay? "

"It's okay," Cao Qian hugged Qian Qian Niu, but stared at the mask man, "I don't know if he's okay."

The masked man approached the village chief and asked, "I ask you, did the child who disappeared 50 years ago really become a sacrificial offering to the mountain god? Do you know this?"

His voice was not the voice of Yang Xiaomao, but the voice of a young man. The vocal area was not the vocal cord, but the chest.

It's not Xing Ye who is talking, but a small mirror! The three of them who knew it suddenly thought of it.

The village chief's face changed when he heard the masked man's words, and he lowered his head without answering.

The masked man continued: "You tossed around the Cao family, did you really find the description of the outside village left by Grandma Cao? Did you kill Cao Heihei's parents? Fifty years ago What happened at a mountain **** festival? "

The village chief didn't speak, and the mask man pointed at his mask and said, "Why can the sacrifice only be a child, and this mask can only be put on by a child. Didn't your village chief father know what happened?"

The paper men except the village chief looked at the mask man inexplicably, and the players were waiting for him to reveal the truth.

The masked man looked at Cao Qian and said, "Fifty years ago, in the disaster year, the children of the Cao family in the village disappeared. Mountain gods grew up in the mountains and mountains. The villagers lived on the mountain **** grass and they have a mountain **** offering. This is what people say to the outside world. In fact, the truth is that the Cao family is an outsider in the mountain **** village. They do n’t know that there is a foolish traditional sacrificial tradition in the village. Compassionately sent people in the village through the disaster year, so the village chief organized a few people in the village to cheat the unsuspecting child up the mountain.

"The blood of the children of the Cao family covered the whole mountain, and his mask fell in the cave. The next day the whole mountain was covered with mountain grass, and the people in the village lived through the disaster year, but they did not Knowing that, from that moment on, this village of annihilation of conscience was isolated from the world and became a toy house for innocent children.

"He hates you, so there is a mountain **** offering, and one child after another as a substitute. As long as someone who eats the mountain **** grass, he will become a mountain doll, controlled by him, to accompany him to play in the village. He also hated the paper people. The original paper people were lucky children who did not become sacrifices. He hoped that these children would accompany him, so he controlled the corpses to kill the paper people.

"He never wanted to make Shanshen Village alive. He just wanted to play. In the end, the village will have no living people."

The mask man reached out and nodded his mask. All the hatred was on this blood-stained mask.

The author has something to say: I wrote this chapter very hard. I wanted to write about Yi Zi and eat it in the year of hunger. But ... to keep the harmonious world safe, let's push the pot to feudal superstition.

See you before 12 o'clock in the next update, what? (づ ￣3 づ ￣) ￣? ~

Rest assured, if the six concubines can't finish the world today, we will be the seven concubines, the eight concubines, the nine concubines, and the nobles.