As Zi'er went in and looked, there was no one. Zi'er took me around the village and went to see, and there was no one outside.

When I arrived at a high point above, Zi'er and I looked down, but there was still no one below, so we saw the house clearly. The layout of the house seemed to be a very ancient utensil, and I still couldn't see clearly what it was.

"What is this?" I asked if I didn't understand, and Zi'er said to me: "That was a sacrificial thing in ancient times, but it was mainly used to suppress evil spirits."

"What's the one in the middle?"

"The place where the cattle and sheep are slaughtered."

Zi'er said it was very cruel, so I said, "Humans are very cruel. What are the things to do to slaughter cattle and sheep? If their parents are cattle and sheep, can they still be cut down with one knife?"

Zi'er said helplessly: "In the world, there is a saying among humans. You are a dish on earth. When people kill animals, they will say, don't blame me, don't blame me, don't blame me, don't blame me, you are a dish on earth.

In fact, people can eat anything except people, so everything is a dish."

"I said I still want to eat it." I really couldn't understand, so Zi'er explained: "This is also practice."

"yes……"

I stood for a while, and the setting sun slowly enveloped the entire village. The houses in the village began to smoke. Some people pushed the door open from their yard, some were teaching their children a lesson, and most of them came back with tools from the ground.

Seeing these, I went to see Zi'er strangely, and Zi'er said to me: "Are those people humans or ghosts?"

"This is a Taoist sacrificial altar. People here should have designed by someone without knowing who they are, and then they built a sacrificial platform with their own hands. This platform can help whom they can help, but at the same time they suppressed them here. They are living sacrifices and still cannot go out here after death.

But judging from their comfortable appearance, they probably never knew they were dead.

It's dark now, they think it's coming out during the day, and when it's day, they think it's rest at night.

This place should have been around for hundreds of years, Hong'er will know it by looking inside."

When I looked inside, it was true that many buildings looked similar to those now, but looking down from a high place, it was completely different.

Many places have architectural imprints from the early Qing Dynasty hundreds of years ago, and the people here are dressed up by ancient people, which means that this is an ancient sacrificial altar.

"Why hasn't anyone ever discovered it here?"

"This may be due to geographical location. Even if someone passes here, he may not be able to meet it. This place may appear at a certain time, rather than always being there."

"Then will we go back?"

"Since I've been here, I'm destined to be here and I've been there."

After Zi'er said that, she took me back to Wuren Village. When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she met someone. A man and woman were about to go home when she saw us and asked us: "Where are you from? Why are you dressing like this? What's wrong with your hair?"

"We came from a very far place. I want to take a rest here. I wonder if it is inconvenient in your village?"

"I want to ask our elders, please go with us first." The two of them were very kind to take us over. On the way, we realized that this was the early Qing Dynasty, and the people here were all Han people. They came here to take refuge, so they lived a very hidden life and never went out.

"Do you still remember your age?" Zi'er asked one of them, and the one said strangely: "Why don't I remember how old I am?"

The woman said, "I don't seem to remember it."

The two looked at each other, with a confused look on their faces. Their originally good faces became like zombies, and then they stopped talking to us.

When I asked Zi'er what happened, Zi'er told me that this situation was because there was too much time and they couldn't transfer it.

"It's so pitiful!" When he was speaking, he had already arrived at the center of the village. Zi'er and I looked at it. The village seemed to be built here like a large disc. There are hundreds of main trunks around the disc leading to the center of the disc. There is a small disc in the center of the disc, and the position of the sacrifice is on this small disc.

The elders in the village also live in this place. When looking down from above, you can see several houses on both sides of the small disk, which face the sacrificial altar, which means that either the living person or the guardian's sacrificial location.

Zi'er and I both think that this place is the key to being arranged and suppressed.

The two men sent Zi'er and me to the elder's door, first informing him, and then the elder came out of it.

Because they were strangers, many villagers came out to see us, so we showed them like animals.

The elder was a white-haired old man, staggering as he walked, holding a cane and a cigarette pouch in his hand, but he was not idle.

After coming out, the elder looked at me and said, "Welcome to guests from afar."

Zi'er looked at the elder and said politely: "We passed by here and saw this village, so we came in to spend some time with us."

"I have a place here. If you live, I haven't seen anyone for hundreds of years." The elder said as he looked at the others: "Everyone will leave, I will call you if you have something to do."

After saying that, the people left, the elder turned around and invited us in, and we followed us. At this time, I entered the room and found that there was a coffin in the room, and the lid of the coffin was half open. It was as if I was saying that someone was going to die here.

I went in and looked at Zi'er, but Zi'er said, "This is also a kind of suppression, don't worry about it."

Then I followed Zi'er and walked inside. The elder asked us to sit down. Zi'er sat down and I sat down below Zi'er.

Seeing us sitting down, the elder began to look at him and said for a while: "You don't look like an ordinary person, but you don't look like a practitioner. Who are you?"

"I am the King of Hundred Demons." Zi'er said. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It turns out that there is really a King of Hundred Demons, so he is not lying to me."

The old man thought for a long time before saying, "Since you are the king of hundreds of ghosts, there are more than 500 ghosts here, which can be regarded as your people. Are you here today for this?"

"No, I was passing by here and happened to see these, so I came in to take a look. Because I walked on the road outside when I passed by, I felt that there was still popularity here, but I couldn't find it, so I didn't leave. I guess there were more than you who stayed."

"Yes, there are others who stayed there, not me, but we left five people, but they couldn't move, and I was the only one left."

The old man said, and Zi'er said, "This is also one of the reasons why this place has not been discovered in the past, but it has appeared at this time?"

The old man nodded: "That's right."

Zi'er was also silent, but she was silent for a while and asked, "I don't know what the reason is here?"
Chapter completed!