The old man's explanation was concise, but Chen Xian and the others still had a lot of doubts.

From the reasons stated by the old man, it can be seen that the gods of Meishan need sacrifices. Although I don't know what the so-called sacrifices are, one thing is certain. The sacrifices are used to worship the gods...This has caused the old people. There is a lot of pressure, and the god’s demand for sacrifices is increasing. Listen to the old man, if you don’t satisfy that god, everyone will die.

"Are you sure this is a **** you are talking about?" Chen Xian couldn't help asking, with doubts on his face, "What kind of sacrifices does it want? Livestock? Living people? Or something else?"

The old man smoked in silence, and sighed for a long time.

"life."

In the old man's next narration, Chen Xian and the others had a general understanding of the **** of Meishan.

It is not so much a **** as it is... it is an ancient life that imprisoned Meishan.

It all started when the old man and their ancestors settled in Meishan—

The first group of mountain people to settle in Meishan came to Meishan 400 years ago (about). At that time, Meishan was not what it is today. The uninhabited mountains and forests should be denser, the climatic conditions are livable, and the mountains are rich in resources. It is no exaggeration. In fact, being able to live in this remote and primitive mountain is no different from living in a fairyland.

After they settled down in Meishan, after decades of reclaiming the ancient village of Meishan, the villagers began to see their scale. The farmland where they grow crops can be seen for more than a dozen miles along the village...Because of the rich products of Meishan, In addition to the wild animals in the mountain forests that can be hunted by the mountain people, there is also a winding creek in the back mountain, in which a large number of cold-water fishes live.

To rely on mountains to eat mountains, to rely on water to draft water.

These mountain people in Meishan Ancient Village can be considered to be fully occupied.

There is no outside intrusion, no war infringement, living in this primordial forest is like living in a paradise in this world, but it’s a pity that this paradise-like life only lasts for less than a hundred years... It was a stormy night, with strong winds and torrential rain. From that night on, terrible thunderstorms began to wreak havoc on Meishan for several days, and a huge landslide occurred on the west peak of Meishan.

It wasn't until the wind stopped and the rain that the people from Xieshan began to go up the mountain to clean up the mess. At this time, everyone discovered...There was an ancient altar on the west peak of Meishan Mountain.

It's like a blessing altar of religious religion.

"It's a pretty big square. The ground is covered with gold bricks. There are oil lamps made of blue glass on the four corners. I don't know what the principle is. Those oil lamps have been buried in the ground for so many years and they haven't gone out. Pass." The old man lowered his head and lit a cigarette again, speaking in a low voice, "There is an entrance in the middle of the square, like an ancient well...There is a spiral staircase inside, and the bottom is always flashing. Golden light."

According to the old man, the mountain people didn’t recognize it as an altar at the time. They all thought it was a hidden treasure, until they entered the ancient well and found a strange underground space... They met Meishan. Of god.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. I just heard from the ancestors that the **** looks like a human, but the skin is dry and shriveled, like the kind of air-dried corpse. It was soaked in a big In the pool..."

Soak in a big pool?

Could it be that it is... taking a bath?

Everyone looked at each other for a while, only to feel that the **** in the old population heard something wrong, not like those immortal immortals in the sky, but like an abnormal life that has been sleeping underground for a long time.

"Have you communicated with your ancestors?" Lu Yisheng asked curiously.

"Communication?" The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know this, but I know that from that day on, there have been white fog at the foot of Meishan. Those white fog, let alone people from outside, can't get in, people inside us. It’s also like not going out, just like a cage...We are all locked in this mountain."

When the white mist appeared, the mountain man who was able to communicate with the gods became the high priest of Meishan Ancient Village, and rightly became the village head, holding the lifeline of the entire Meishan Village...when he died. According to his last words, the mountain people sent the newborn babies from the village into the ancient well. It is said that they were asked to meet the ancient god.

Six or seven children have gone, and six or seven have returned.

The seemingly terrifying **** did not mutilate these children, but left a black pattern resembling a birthmark on one of the children, like a symbol of a religious symbol.

The child with this pattern is the new priest of Meishan Village.

"Those priests are not human, at least I don't think they are." The old man said, frowning and he was heavy. "You can speak at one year old, like Hengqiu who knows everything, like a ghost in the legend."

"Maybe it's really a ghost possessed." Chen Xian said.

"Who knows." The old man shook his head and sighed, "Actually, in Meishan, the only people who can enter and leave the white fog at will are these priests. They usually come forward to go down the mountain and go to the town for what is needed in the village. Buy."

"Daigou, this is..." Lu Yisheng muttered.

"The white mist should have been made by that thing. The reason why it cut Meishan from the world... for what?" Chen Xian couldn't help but curiously asked, "Don't you ask about it? ?"

"Who dares to ask?" The old man sneered, as if laughing at himself, his voice getting deeper and deeper, "Someone once asked it, why should Meishan be cut off from the world? Someone once disobeyed it and didn't want to do it anymore. So many living creatures came to enshrine it, and as a result, these people died... They were ripped apart by something like tree roots in the mountains, the internal organs were running down everywhere, and the priests took their heads to the altar. Used as a tribute."

Hearing this, Chen Xian couldn't help frowning, wondering what kind of **** is this?

Anyone who doesn't like it kills and suppresses these innocent mountain people with thunder... Isn't this the act of the devil?

"What sacrifice does it usually ask you for?" Chen Xian asked.

"Animal." The old man said, raising his hand and gestured. "The bigger the better, the better. Give it a deer. It can be stable for several days. If only some rabbits, pheasants, chickens or something...maybe second. Heaven will ask for more sacrifices."

"If you don't give it, you will die?" Chen Xian asked with a frown.

"Yes." The old man nodded.

At this time, Li Daosheng spoke abruptly, and asked suspiciously.

"Did that **** bring any definite benefits to you?"

"Yes, indeed." The old man nodded, but when speaking of these things, he was obviously not interested, and the whole person's mood became a little depressed. "Since it appeared in Meishan, everyone in Meishan Village seems to have changed their body. It has become much stronger than before... You also know that there are all kinds of dangers like this kind of deep mountain and old forest. Miasma, poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, poisoning by them are very common, but in After it appears, we seem to be invaded by all kinds of poisons, and we won't get sick anymore."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xian immediately became interested and looked at the old man curiously and asked.

"More than that, right?"

The old man took a deep look at Chen Xian and nodded: "We are becoming less and less like normal people."

As he said, the old man raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, seeming a little tired.

"There are a lot of old books in our village, and I have read a lot of outside stories on them...If those stories are not made up in random, I think I should know what people outside are like." He smiled and said, "Weak and weak, just like those little animals in the mountains. I am old now. I can still lift a heavy stone pier with one hand. I accidentally fell from the top of the mountain. Some special herbs can also recover..."

The old man said, looking up at the pale sky.

"I don't need to eat, drink, or even sleep. I don't think normal people should be like us. I once saw a word in a book. I think it's very appropriate to describe the people in Meishan Village.. ...The walking dead, what is the difference between our appearance and the ghosts in the book?"

After all, the old man's eyes seemed to be a little dry, and after a few blinks, the corners of his eyes gradually turned red.

"I heard my ancestors once said that the sky above our heads is azure blue. When the white clouds float past our eyes, it looks as beautiful as a painting...What color is the sky in your place?"