The area of ​​Meishan Ancient Village is not large. The buildings of the whole village are long linear. The distance from the entrance to the old house at the end of the village is only a few hundred meters. Along the old green brick road in the middle, there are many old-fashioned buildings on both sides. Brick houses, a rough count...maybe there are less than a hundred families here.

The population base is small.

Avoid the world without being born.

There is no trace of farming nearby.

How did this ancient village multiply to this day?

Everyone is thinking about these hard-to-ignore problems, especially Chen Xian...After he got the information about Meishan Ancient Village, he couldn't help but have a kind of unfounded conjecture in his brain.

Don’t the natives of this ancient village intermarry with the outside world?

If you want to multiply from generation to generation, is it impossible to get around the circle of close-knitting?

The reason why Mei Shan was born with such a weird and ugly face is... he is one of the close relatives of Meishan Ancient Village? ?

Chen Xian wanted to ask the question about Meishan Ancient Village thriving here, but reason told him that this question should not be asked casually, at least if it is not certain whether Mei Shan is hostile to him... .Never ask casually.

"Why is there no one in the village?" Lu Yisheng looked left and right, the expression on his face was extremely puzzled, because he walked in from the entrance of the village until now, no one has seen anyone in Meishan Village.

This village seems to be inferior to a ghost village, let alone a human figure, even a ghost can’t be found!

The whole ancient village is shrouded in a certain deadly atmosphere, like an old man who has been dead for many years and is in the process of decay. In this lifeless village, you can feel the sense of destruction that cannot be ignored almost everywhere. Many houses have been in disrepair for a long time, and even dozens of brick houses have collapsed into ruins, and the ruins are covered with moss and many plants have grown...It should have been many years ago That's it.

The intestine trail paved by old blue bricks is winding and rugged. Perhaps the tiles were laid too poorly, or the age of the tiles was too old. The whole ground looks uneven, and there are even large gaps in the washbasin in many places. There are piles of weeds and unknown wild flowers, and they make a rustling sound when the wind blows. The strange and abrupt sound doesn't seem to match their size.

"Everyone in the village has gone to sacrifice."

The old man walked in front and quickly responded to Lu Yisheng's questions, expressing a unique longing for the gods in his words.

"Sacrifice?" Lu Yisheng was taken aback, looked around a few times, his expression was even more confused, "But looking at this place...it seems like no one has lived in it for a long time."

Hearing this, the old man raised his finger and pointed to a few old houses nearby.

"The only one that is unoccupied is this small piece. There are people living in the other houses. They were still here yesterday..."

Following the old man’s guidance, everyone looked at the old houses. Although the houses were slightly dilapidated, it was undeniable that they did have traces of human habitation, and some doors still had unfinished ones. Firewood, there are still some unwashed vegetables piled in wooden basins outside the door...

For the gods in the old population, not only Chen Xian was curious, but Lu Yisheng was also curious.

Looking at the old man's meaning, the **** seems to exist, and the white fog area under the mountain is the masterpiece of that god... Is there really a **** in this world?

"Old man, the **** you are talking about...isn't it still in Meishan?" Lu Yisheng couldn't help but asked curiously.

The old man nodded and replied: "It has always been in the mountains, and those who go to sacrifices have gone to see it. Every year during the extreme day, it is necessary to sacrifice, and the **** only comes out at this time."

"Extreme day sun?" Lu Yisheng was taken aback, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean by "extreme day sun?"

The old man replied: "The whole day is full of daylight, so I have to ask!"

"That's it..." Lu Yisheng frowned, "How many days does the phenomenon like extreme daylight last?"

"A long time." The old man said, his steps slowed down, as if he was recalling something, and after a while he added, "It may be a month, it may be two months... it's a long time. "

In the original world, polar day is a real phenomenon, and polar day is also called eternal day, which means the phenomenon in which the sun is above the horizon in one day within the polar circle of the earth, and the length of day is equal to two. For fourteen hours, every minute and every second of the day will be bathed in the light of the sun... But the true polar day will only appear one day each year, and the rest of the time is just the length of the day and the short night or the long day of the night. It's short.

As the old man said, this extreme day will last for a month or two? ?

is it possible? ?

With all kinds of questions, Lu Yisheng walked up to Chen Xian a few steps and gave his old ambassador a look.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xian asked, pressing his throat.

"We really crossed it."

Lu Yisheng seemed to have discovered some important information because of the old man's words. When he spoke, his expression became a little nervous, and his voice was deliberately lowered, showing a cautious look.

"Boss, I found that the sun in the sky is not moving."

"Do not move?"

Hearing Lu Yisheng's words, Chen Xian couldn't help but look up at the sky.

With just this casual glance, he understood what Lu Yisheng meant. The sun in the sky has always been in place, and has not moved its position from beginning to end... As if rising east and falling west does not exist for it, the entire sky It was as quiet as a lifeless picture.

This may be a world that everyone can barely understand, but it is definitely different from the normal world in their minds.

"Be careful, that old man is not right."

Chen Xian also reminded Lu Yisheng in a low voice. Although Lu Yisheng didn't know what Chen Xian had discovered, he nodded and said that he would be careful. At the same time, he put his right hand on the gun handle of the back waist. , Calmly prepared enough to make a move at any time.

On the way to follow the old man in the ancient village, Chen Xian discovered that something was wrong with the old man a few minutes ago. Of course, this can also be said to be Chen Xian's understanding... and the people in Meishan Ancient Village like to live in seclusion. , Is unwilling to communicate with the outside world, and is also grateful for the Baiwu who prevents outsiders from entering Meishan at the foot of the mountain. Can it be said that they should be very hostile to outsiders?

There is no doubt that even if there is no hostility, there will be vigilance.

But now his party has made it clear that they are from outside the mountain...Why does he even take us back to the village? Are you not afraid that we are bad guys?

After preliminary analysis, Chen Xian only got two results, or two guesses.

First, this old man is not bad-hearted, and he is relatively honest, and only when he is kind-hearted does he return to the village with everyone who seems to be lost.

Second, this old man has no plans. He brought his group into the village for other purposes.

"Chen Xian..."

Mr. Skull suddenly walked behind Chen Xian, gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked calmly.

"Do you want me to eat him?"

Unlike others, Mr. Skull has a deep connection with Chen Xian, the former host. He can feel the subtle changes in Chen Xian’s mood every second. At this time, he naturally feels the looming in Chen Xian’s heart. The hostility...In the eyes of Mr. Skull, Chen Xian is a friend, and it happens to be someone who can do many things for his friends.

Murder and cannibalism are nothing to him, so as long as Chen Xian wants to do it, he can help Chen Xian do it.

"Don't do it for now." Chen Xian shook his head and said in a low voice, "If he is an enemy, or if he does something threatening to us...you and I will kill him as soon as possible!"

Hearing the words, Mr. Skull nodded silently, and then followed Chen Xian silently while holding a long umbrella. Those dead-water eyes stared at the old man's back from start to finish, and his eyes flashed like ghosts. , Look at his silent look...like a shadow of Chen Xian.

The old man led Chen Xian and his group to the end of Meishan Ancient Village.

Pushing open the dilapidated and old wooden fence door, the old man ignored Chen Xian and they were so-called outsiders, and led them into the somewhat rudimentary courtyard.

At the same time, there was a squeaky noise in the room, as if someone was running inside.

"Yaoer! Open the door!"

The old man yelled, and soon, the sound of footsteps in the room became more and more rapid.

When the people inside opened the door, Chen Xian and the others couldn't help taking the opportunity to look inside curiously.

The door opened was a child, who seemed to be the size of a three or four-year-old child. His wrinkled skin was a weird dark crimson. The hair on the top of his head was extremely sparse. The whites of his two eyeballs seemed to be yellowish. The oil is soaked, it looks like an inexplicable greasy feeling.

Seeing so many guests at home, the child was stunned for a moment, then grinned, revealing his mouth full of fangs and teeth like beasts.