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The sound of slicing echoed in the surroundings, causing everyone to hold their breath as they blankly stared at the scene before them.

Dazhuang's wife's head was slowly sliced off by the scythe.

Blood gushed forth. In an instant, the pillar of blood was like a small-scale fountain.

Looking at this scene, I suddenly felt a wave of discomfort, and the woman's head fell on the ground.

Dazhuang took a deep breath and kneeled down towards the mountain. He then cut his throat with the sickle in his hand.

The mountain was on the other side of the cemetery, and it reminded me of the scene in my dream.

Many villagers walked out of the courtyard. There were those who were familiar with the place, as well as those who were unfamiliar with it. All of them walked out of the courtyard and kneeled respectfully to Zhang Xuan.

Many people in the village, perhaps even the vast majority, were keeping the same secret.

So what was the secret? And what kind of person was qualified to know this secret?

I frowned and tilted my head, not daring to look at the scene that was about to unfold.

In fact, even if he didn't look, he could already guess what would happen next. The scene of blood splattering everywhere.

I heard the sound of Dazhuang's corpse falling to the ground. The snow in the village was alternating between red and white, as if saffron had been placed on top of the white cloth.

It added a tinge of sadness and strangeness.

This morning, four people had died. The fear that had been buried deep within the villagers' hearts had been aroused once more.

Furthermore, once it rose again, it was no longer as simple as it was before. Instead, it became even stronger.

Why did it have to be these four people who died? Did they trigger some sort of taboo?

Right now, although my heart is also very uncomfortable, at least I haven't lost the ability to think. I'm trying to figure out what kind of secrets there are that we don't know.

Could it be because these people wanted to leave the village that they provoked such a disaster? At this time, the village could no longer be left?

At this point, I would like to try to remind you.

However, at this time, the village chief suddenly whispered something into a person's ear.

The original village chief had already been killed by Liu Qing, but there had to be someone in charge in the village.

Therefore, about a month after the death of the previous village chief, the villagers chose a new village chief, a young man who was twenty-four years old.

The main thing was that he was the Village Head's own son.

According to what the villagers said, the young were more motivated and more quick-witted than the middle-aged. Besides, the family of eunuchs had the blood of the village chief flowing through their veins.

He would be able to adapt to the position of the Village Head.

At this moment, the villagers all seemed to be in a trance, and one of them was even more so.

He was the one the village chief was currently talking to, his name was Tuo Zi, and he was short with an exceptionally strong hunchback.

He looked like an honest man, but he was also a coward.

Looking at this scene, he was terrified. He muttered something, but no one knew what he was saying. His eyes were filled with fear as he stared at the bloody scene in front of him.

As for New Village Head, he looked extremely calm and collected. There was even a trace of a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth as he muttered in Tuo Zi's ear, it was unknown what he was saying.

After he finished speaking to Tuo Zi, Tuo Zi suddenly said:

"The village can no longer stay! The village could no longer stay! I have to go! I have to go! "

As if my brain had been brainwashed, I looked towards New Village Head.

This person looked very smart, he even seemed to be good at talking.

It was clearly not much bigger than Liu Qing, but looking at it, it looked much more steady than him.

Standing there, he gave off the feeling that he was as steady as Mt. Tai. The villagers' eyesight were right, this man was indeed very imposing.

Standing there, saying that he was the village chief was a waste of talent. He had the air of a high official.

At this time, Tuo Zi was mumbling to himself that he couldn't stay in the village anymore, and was running crazily.

What did this village chief tell Tuo Zi?

Tuo Zi was as though he had gone mad. Although he was not tall, he ran very fast and reached the entrance of the village.

At this time, I had already guessed that the village entrance was not a good place to go to. The death of this entire family was probably because they wanted to leave the village.

After the village chief finished talking to Tuo Zi, Tuo Zi suddenly wanted to leave the village as if he had gone mad.

This made me very surprised, and then I looked at the village chief who was staring fixedly in Tuo Zi's direction.

It was obvious that he wanted Tuo Zi to be his experimental subject, and the reason why Tuo Zi wanted to leave the village was definitely because the village chief said something.

But even if I knew, what could I do? He was the village chief, and all the villagers trusted him.

As for me, the villagers treat me as a monster. I don't even have any right to speak here.

I clenched my fists and tried to remind him, but the words wouldn't come out of my mouth.

With my current identity, reminding Tuo Zi would probably cause him to be even more afraid.

Not only was it unable to stop him, it could even be said to push him forcefully from behind.

Thinking up to this point, my brows wrinkled once again, and we both stared in Tuo Zi's direction.

As for Tuo Zi, he ran like a madman to the entrance of the village, but just as he stepped out of the village, he suddenly stopped.

As if he had seen something, he took two steps back in panic.

"Sorry …" Sorry... I don't dare! I don't dare anymore! "

As he spoke, he let out a feminine scream, and headed towards the village.

Tuo Zi walked in front of the village chief and immediately shot:

"Why!? "Why do you want to harm me!"

However, his attack did not reach the Village Chief. Instead, he was dodged. The Village Chief grabbed his wrist and pushed him out.

Looking at how thin and shriveled the village chief was, he could never have imagined that his son would have this kind of ability.

From the looks of it, he was definitely not worse than Liu Qing.

Seeing this, Tuo Zi knew that it was impossible for him to compete with the Village Chief. He turned around and walked towards the mountain:

"I'm guilty... "I'm guilty …"

As he mumbled to himself, he knelt down and lowered his head in the direction of the mountain.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound was heard, blood spurted out. Looking carefully, the spot where Tuo Zi had knelt down to, was a sharp stone aimed at his head.

However, the splattering of blood did not make Tuo Zi stop in his tracks. He kowtowed to the ground, and the surroundings were already dyed red with blood.

That speed was extremely fast, and it appeared to be incomparably crazy.

I felt an ice-cold aura emitting from my surroundings. That strong sense of oppression made me feel as if I couldn't breathe …

It was as if there were a lot of people standing around me, watching everything.

Just when the gloomy atmosphere became even more intense, I suddenly … He heard a series of noises that he hadn't heard in a long time …

It had been a long time since he had heard this sound. It was the sound of a bell ringing and the sound of a bell ringing together.

These sounds not only emitted a cold sensation, it also caused the entire village to feel despair.

They had heard such voices before, when the time of death had first occurred.

And now, this voice had appeared once again. Could it be that this voice had come from hell, and represented death?

My breathing quickened, and the surrounding villagers' faces were ashen.

Back then and now, I wasn't the only one who could hear it.

Perhaps the strange sounds coming from all directions were still fresh in their minds …

Tuo Zi kowtowed continuously, and when everyone heard the bell chime, they were so scared that their legs went soft. They didn't even dare to step forward, and just stood there, watching in a daze.

Until the village head said:

"Try to pull him away. If that doesn't work, don't force him."

With these words, the Village Head's stance was clear: life and death are decided by fate!

I am a little angry, Tuo Zi was treated like a test subject by you.

He didn't even have to personally take action. He just wanted the villagers to "give it a try"?

This fellow's heart... He was really vicious. It seemed that he had a deep scheming mind under his sunny appearance …

When the villagers heard him say that, they naturally understood what he meant as they walked towards Tuo Zi.

Before he could even get close, Tuo Zi suddenly kowtowed a few more times, then fiercely stuck two of his fingers into his eyes.

The blood was like a fountain and it was destined that it would be a morning of bloodshed. Tuo Zi knelt there just like that, and his life force slowly faded away.

Yet another human life simply passed away. At this moment, human life was as cheap as straw and unworthy of mention.

What was it? What kind of thing could actually harm someone's life?! Why did it have to be like this!? Why kill!

The Village Chief's experiment was a success. It proved that the village could not be left behind, or else they would die miserably.

My head is buzzing and my mind is filled with all those messy images. The people who died, their appearances when they were alive, and the malevolence they had after they died.

It kept pounding on my mind, giving me headaches!

Why! Why would they die!? Just what kind of mistake had the people of the village committed? They had to bear such punishment right now!

The entire village was shrouded in the shadow of death. The villagers were all silent and gasping for breath.

Tuo Zi's body was covered in blood and had frozen on the surface of his body. At the same time, the corpse was still in a very strange posture.

Kneeling on the ground, his hands were still deeply embedded in the sockets of his eyes, blood flowing along the ditches and creases on his face.

And with his death, the ringing of bells also disappeared.

At this time, the Village Chief said:

"For this period of time, it's best if we don't leave the village."