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August 20, noon.

The Huayang Festival in Xianyang Village is on schedule.

A man stood in front of Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing. After listening to what he said, Liu Jingqing turned pale and looked at him in disbelief: "You are committing a crime!"

This man's name is Chen Rui, and he is the person chosen by the mob to tell Qin Manjiang everything and seek help.

He completely told what happened on the night of August 19, including how he selected Li Rong, how he captured her into the ancestral hall, how he controlled her, and how he put horns on her and put her in sheepskin.

Including the last... Li Rong, who had successfully transformed into a sheep, mysteriously disappeared.

The incident was so horrifying that Liu Jingqing could not believe that this happened in this day and age.

"I...I know, but everyone has been doing this since ancient times! I can't help it...We can't help it..."

Chen Rui's body was trembling, but as he spoke, his emotions began to get excited.

"The village is favored by the fairy sheep, but it is also cursed by the fairy sheep! If we don't do this, we can't survive... Have you seen it... This village, these floor tiles, food, population, those houses... are all fairy sheep Given!”

"When I was a kid, my family could only smell the smell of meat once a month. Poverty... was more terrifying than death!" Chen Rui's eyes flushed with excitement. "Isn't it just killing someone? If you kill one person in three years, you can make two wishes. , isn’t it cost-effective?”

Chen Rui's speech made Liu Jingqing's hair stand on end. Only then did she realize what kind of place this place was.

Suddenly, a firecracker blast made Liu Jingqing tremble.

She turned around and saw that while they were talking, the Sheep Festival hosted by Wang Ju, the head of the Wang family, had officially begun.

When the three people stood in the corner of the square and looked around, dozens of tables of large and small dishes had been set out in the village. The black sheep raised by every household were also taken out and allowed to be eaten first. The black sheep's hooves had no hooves. Without the slightest sense of propriety, he would trample all the good dishes to pieces when they were on the table, and even eat them while eating. However, people clapped their hands and applauded. As long as a sheep came to their table and touched their own dishes, they would be so happy that they couldn't close together. Mouth.

With the sound of firecrackers, the braying of sheep, people's eager cheers and discussions, and the speech of the head of the Wang family holding a microphone, the scene in Xianyang Village is lively and weird at the same time.

"If what you said is true, when the lottery is drawn later and the winner is selected, who should play the role of the fairy sheep?" Qin Manjiang didn't seem to care much about Chen Rui's story just now, and just continued to ask, "It was concocted by you. Li Rong, who became the Immortal Sheep, is missing, so who is the Immortal Sheep who appears today?"

"She's not missing! She's turned into a ghost, and she's asking for her life!" Chen Rui trembled all over, "You saw, Uncle Chen is dead, and Zhang Yang, who is as old as us, also died this morning, and... you don't know , our peers who were guarding the ancestral hall are also dead! They are all dead!"

"You said you have a way, you must save us!" Chen Rui's eyes turned red. Amidst the fierce sound of firecrackers, he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Manjiang's collar. "I don't care if you are a liar or someone who can really exorcise ghosts." Man, you said you have a way, if you pretend to be stupid, we will definitely kill you first!"

"Oh?" Qin Manjiang was taller than Chen Rui. Although he was grabbing his collar at the moment, he still stared at Chen Rui condescendingly and said, "If you don't let go, I will avoid Li Rong's revenge." How to tell everyone else but you."

"Or, tell your friends that as long as they kill you, Li Rong will stop taking revenge." Qin Manjiang squeezed his hand, took it off slowly, and adjusted his collar, "Do you think they will believe it?"

Chen Rui's face turned pale and he was speechless.

Qin Manjiang had no expression on his face, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "This is not the attitude you should have when asking for help."

Then he looked at Liu Jingqing: "Let's go."

Just when Chen Rui was about to say something, he saw Qin Manjiang turned slightly and said, "Go back, I promised to help."

Liu Jingqing also came to her senses and quickly followed Qin Manjiang, passing by Chen Rui without even looking at him.

"Mr. Qin, do we...don't need to ask him?" Liu Jingqing asked.

Qin Manjiang glanced at her doubtfully. Didn't she always call him Classmate Qin?

However, this is not a big problem.

Qin Manjiang shook his head and said: "He has made it clear enough about the cause and effect. The question now is who is the Xianyang who replaced Li Rong."

He looked at the "Fairy Sheep" being carried by people and sitting on a float and was slowly coming over, and he had doubts in his heart.

"I... actually have a question." Liu Jingqing said in a low voice.

"Really?" Qin Manjiang looked at the float and responded, "What kind of question?"

Liu Jingqing also followed Qin Manjiang's gaze and looked at the float. The sound of firecrackers and cheers were incompatible with the horrific rituals being carried out behind the scenes in this village. She thought about it and said, "If that ghost...the sick sheep mentioned in the ghost talk is It's Li Rong, I think... she has no reason to kill us."

She turned to look at Qin Manjiang: "Everyone who is dead now is the person who harmed her. We seem to..."

"Last night, toilet." Qin Manjiang simply mentioned two words, and Liu Jingqing fell silent.

Qin Manjiang did not turn around to accuse her, but calmly looked at the float that was slowly being carried, and said: "What is certain now is that although Li Rong is missing, the deceased is indeed the person who harmed her, but That ghost may not be Li Rong."

"Ah?" Liu Jingqing didn't understand the logic.

"I was thinking," Qin Manjiang said in a low voice, "Chen Rui just mentioned that during the three-year killing ceremony, they can make two wishes, one from the person who is selected to become the immortal sheep, and the second one from the person who is the immortal sheep. The lucky ones chosen.”

"But at the cost of one's own death, how can a person who becomes a fairy sheep not feel resentful and seek revenge?"

"Miss Xiaoran mentioned that these six major families have developed in the past twenty years. If it is done once every three years, it is indeed enough for each of them to make a wish, but... there are still six wishes to become the Immortal Sheep. Woolen cloth?"

Qin Manjiang was silent for a moment, looked at Wang Ju who was standing on the high platform, and said, "They can use tricks to make their family members become lucky ones and make wishes to the fairy sheep, but they cannot control the wishes of those who become fairy sheep."

Liu Jingqing finally understood this logic. Yes... it has been twenty years. If revenge was wanted, the person who became the Immortal Sheep would have already made a wish for revenge.

"So, I have two ideas." Qin Manjiang withdrew his gaze and pulled Liu Jingqing, "Let's go over and see who Xianyang is."

Two thoughts?

What is it?

Which two?

Liu Jingqing was full of doubts. She was pulled to the central square of the village, where the float on which the "Fairy Sheep" was riding had also been carried.

The smell of the scene was not pleasant. Human body odor, sheep odor, the smell of food, the smell of gunpowder after setting off firecrackers, and sheep excrement were all mixed together, making people frown.

But no one at the scene cared.

At this moment, the square was full of people, and everyone was facing the high platform in the center. To be more precise, they were looking feverishly at the float on that high platform.

"Is it Wang Ju of the Wang family? Why is Wang Ju presiding over this year? Is he going to be the village chief?"

"I don't know, but the old village chief is already over ninety, and he can no longer do anything..."

"Whatever, look, the drawing has started!"

With a smile on his face, Wang Ju walked up to the high platform, holding a microphone in his hand and picking up a sealed box.

Then, he opened the outer layer of the box from the front, revealing the glass inside and... densely written notes.

Each piece of paper has a name written on it, and the person drawn by the fairy sheep is the lucky one for three years.

You can make a wish to it.

Everyone held their breath and watched Wang Ju carry the box to the Xianyang float.

Then, Wang Ju opened the curtain of the float.

A face that was completely unfamiliar to Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing appeared on the float, but the people in the village seemed to know each other.

"Eh? Isn't that Chen Ping from the Chen family? His mother has been elected as the Immortal Sheep before, and this time it's his turn again?!"

"I heard that this year's fairy sheep is not Li Rong, the daughter of the Li family?"

"Who knows..."

Chen Ping?

This name is exactly the same as Chen Ping, who is also a player this time. Brother Chen also mentioned it last night.

Is it pure coincidence, or is there some connection?

For a while, Qin Manjiang couldn't come to a conclusion.

People's doubts and discussions intertwined in the square. However, all the voices stopped abruptly when the smiling Chen Ping put his hand into the box.

It's starting, if you hit me...you must hit me!

Everyone's heart was calling, their heartbeats were accelerating, and the atmosphere in the entire square was oppressive and warm.

At this moment, the wind suddenly picked up in the gloomy sky.

I don't know which direction the wind is blowing from, and I am whimpering like I am crying.

Suddenly, a corpse fell from the sky!

"boom--"

The body was smashed on the high platform, "Immortal Sheep" Chen Ping paused in his drawing of lots, and the entire square where the event was held was silent.

Wang Ju almost lost his grip on the microphone. He looked at the body smashed on the high platform in horror. This was...

The familiar clothes, the old body, the upper body that was torn to pieces and bloody, the temples were completely smashed, revealing the blood-red skull.

"village head!!!"

"It's the village chief!"

"ah!!!!!"

Screams came one after another. The old village chief kept his eyes wide open until he died. Blood was bleeding from his temple where two big holes were cut out. His dilated pupils looked at everyone under the high platform, and blood bubbled in his mouth. , seemed to want to say something, but couldn't.

"pause!"

"Festival suspended!"

"Someone come quickly!"

Wang Ju's face was as white as paper and he shouted with a microphone.

Soon, someone came up, stuffed Chen Ping into the float, and carried him off again.

Wang Ju felt as if he was mourning for his heir, abandoned the scene, and ran in the other direction without looking back.

Qin Manjiang had been staring at him, and when he saw this, he immediately said to Liu Jingqing:

"Let's go, follow him."

There will be another chapter soon, see you all soon!