The next day, Kou Qiu met Duan Ze in the village.

The young man was still smiling, his hands were in his pockets, and his peach-blossom eyes were bent passionately. He looked at Kou Qiu who was coming towards him, and suddenly stopped and said, "Master Bai has slept well at night recently?"

Kou Qiu's expression was still moving, and he still maintained a cold look, and said lightly: "Very good, thank you Dr. Duan for your concern."

"Thank you, why do I do?" Duan Ze laughed briefly, suddenly got closer and sniffed Kou Qiu.

Kou Qiu subconsciously hid, and the young man couldn't get close to him and slowly straightened his body.

"Master Bai's body is so fragrant," he said slowly, "It's just a pity that he is too brave. He is so sweet that he dares to go to the ancestral hall alone at night?"

——He really realized it.

Old Cadre Kou was not surprised, and he didn't even show any guilt. He frowned slightly and looked confused as if he was not sure what he was saying, "I don't understand what Dr. Duan said."

"How come you can't understand?" Duan Ze licked his lips, and put a layer of shiny water on his lips. Then he said, "——The master must understand the most."

He blinked and lowered his voice.

"After all, the fragrance of the master is still floating in the ancestral hall."

The system's heart suddenly shrank.

Kou Qiu looked at his eyes, but suddenly raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "If Dr. Duan likes the fragrance, I can give it to you."

"Give it to me?" Duan Ze's interest was obviously higher. I didn't know where he thought of it, and his tone became ambiguous. "How to give it to me? Will Master Bai send it to me with him?"

His fingers rubbed his chin meaningfully, and the meaning was self-evident. He followed Kou Qiu home with anticipation. But just as he was about to enter the door, the old cadre Kou closed the door with a bang.

Duan Ze was turned away and was still a little confused.

He stood there and waited for a while, and thought it was the white and beautiful master who finally realized the danger and wanted to beg for mercy. But after two minutes, the master walked out holding a light blue bottle and sprayed at him without saying a word.

Duan Ze was caught off guard by the sudden spray, until he was shrouded in this stimulating fragrance and sneezed twice in a row. Then he said angrily: "What are you doing?!"

"Don't Dr. Duan likes this fragrance?" said Mr. Kou kindly, "I'll give this bottle to you, no thanks, goodbye."

He slammed the door.

"..." Duan Ze slowly turned his gaze on the bottle. There were two big words written on the bottle, Liushen.

Mosquito repellent water.

He almost squirted out an old blood, dumbfounded, and his whole body was confused from head to toe.

No, did this master not hear his voice in the ancestral hall yesterday? Shouldn’t he be so scared that he ran away when he saw him or came to hug his thighs and begged not to kill him???

Giving flower dew water... What kind of slutty operation is this?

Are the styles of masters who want to take the civil service exam so different?

As if he was shocked by the dew, Duan Ze has not come to find trouble again these days. Kou Qiu is trapped in the cycle of trying to solve puzzles during the day and creating water kids at night, almost ruining the thin Feng Shui manual.

He finally found an explanation about the extreme spirit body in it.

The extreme spirit body is rare in a century. The fragrance of its blood has a natural attraction effect on all evil things. This attraction is even greater than anything else and will trigger the pursuit of nearby monsters. If you swallow it, you can gain nearly a hundred years of practice.

Kou Qiu looked at the page for a long time, thinking about something.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-month. The sacrifice officially began when dusk was coming. However, from the beginning of the morning, the villagers began to get up and get busy.

Kou Qiu occasionally went out for a walk, and even his powerful materialist heart could not help but be startled, let alone the cowardly curled up into a systemic cub who almost cried out.

【No...】It screamed in a crying voice, [Why do you want to draw the mask like that!]

Both adults and children were wearing masks. The mask was plain white in color, and the flame-like pattern was depicted with dark red and black colors, occupying most of the faces ferociously, like a bloody wound that was torn apart. Kou Qiu turned around and watched the villagers walking around with expressionless faces, wearing masks, occasionally glanced at him, and also saw a bit of gloom.

The system was so scared that Kou Qiu thought for a moment and said: [Let's go, let's draw a mask too.]

The system boy said weakly: [...what are you drawing?]

Can't you draw this way, right?

Its little heart can't bear it!

[Of course not,] Kou Qiu glanced at him strangely, [Why am I doing this for?]

Duan Ze could sense his existence, even if he pretended to be exactly the same as the villagers, he would still be easily recognized. Kou Qiu did not intend to waste these useless efforts.

He flipped through the place where he lived and found a plain white mask. Before he could draw anything on his head, he picked up his pen and wrote a few lines of big words on it.

Richness, democracy, civilization, and harmony are the core socialist values ​​that reappear in the world.

The system almost knelt down for him, this tm is OK too!

【How is it,】Old Cadre Kou said,【Are you still scared when you look at this mask?】

system:【......】

Hell, it's not that scared.

Kou Qiu looked into the distance, his tone was deep, [This is the power of the people.]

system:【......】

Yes, it makes sense...

With great theory in my heart, the system became much more at ease and calmed down. Kou Qiu clearly felt the villagers' surveillance of himself this day. Those eyes with unknown meanings would occasionally glance over. Even if they were washing vegetables on their hands, the villagers would quietly observe his movements with their eyes full of defense.

Kou Qiu had no doubt at all. If he showed anything wrong, these villagers would definitely pounce on him like hungry wolves, revealing his hideous side as a beast. Even ants were greedy for life, let alone people, Kou Qiu was not completely unable to understand.

It is understandable that it never means approval. If you deprive others of your rights just for the sake of life, what is the difference between this and the demons that everyone despises and kills them?

He lowered the curtain and blocked the gaze that was snooping outside.

The system boy said: [We can’t find a chance, can we just escape?]

【No,】Kou Qiu was very calm, [his strength has not been fully restored yet, and there are too many monster formations in the well and he cannot come out of the well for the time being.]

His eyes were firm, [I want to stay here.]

The system boy said: [But what can we do here?]

Send to death?

Even so, it also knows what the host is thinking.

He wanted to delay time for the dragon.

No matter what these villagers want to do tonight, they must have wanted to lock the dragon back in order to continue to maintain their long-term life span. Kou Qiu would not let this happen no matter what.

The sun gradually settled, and the twilight of the night was dark red, surging from the horizon, like a tide. Kou Qiu stood in front of the window, watching the moon rise from the lowest end of his sight little by little, and slowly hang in the middle of the sky.

This is a full moon.

Kou Qiu had never seen such a moon - it was clearly perfect, but it was not clear light, but it was like a layer of white mist or a dark cloud. Its light was hidden behind this unfathomable darkness, revealing only a thin layer of light, even this layer of light seemed to be viscous and could pull out silk.

This was not a comfortable feeling. Kou Qiu's exposed hand felt burning like a burning sensation under the moonlight.

Kou Qiu saw the water men again. They squeezed in from the base of the wall and obediently pasted themselves into water cakes. Kou Qiu lifted up his wide Taoist garments, and they jumped and stuck them up one by one, holding on to the layer of clothes inside Kou Qiu.

Someone knocked outside the door.

Kou Qiu opened the door, and the village chief stood outside his door, wearing a mask.

"Master Bai," his eyes paused on the mask on Kou Qiu's face, and hesitated, "This is..."

Kou Qiu reached out and touched it, saying, "This is my faith."

The village chief coughed twice, his face seemed a little strange, as if he could not connect a master who looked at Feng Shui with the core socialist values. After all, no matter from which perspective, the two are opposites.

Just kidding, it all depends on Feng Shui, where is the harmony in the end?

But he did not express any further comments on the mask, but just stretched out his hand and said, "Master Bai, please."

His voice was old, but now a strange vitality was injected into it. His voice could not help but tremble slightly, as if a moment of waiting for a long time finally arrived slowly.

"We also need Master Bai to protect us," his hands locked Kou Qiu's arm firmly, like hard and strong steel pliers. "Master must do this for us."

Kou Qiu walked out the door, and all the lanterns prepared for sacrifices were lit. They were held in the hands of the villagers wearing masks. The dim light could only reflect half of the red man's face, and on that half of the face, everyone's eyes were stiff and malicious. Under the foggy moonlight, this scene was as terrifying as a ghost.

The dark red light spread from this end to that section, slowly gathering in one place, like a ghost fire floating in the night sky, or like the moon opening its dark red eyes, peeking at everything.

They are flowing.

Kou Qiu was grabbed with his arm tightly, and almost at that moment he knew that he could not escape. He was sandwiched between two extremely strong men and walked towards the ancestral hall step by step.

A bell was ringing in a mess, and a woman was shaking the drum in her hand expressionlessly. The drum face was tightly collapsed, and white beads hit her head, making a dull sound.

The gate of the ancestral hall was already wide open, and Kou Qiu saw Duan Ze at a glance. He knelt on the mat in front of the tablet, kowtowed heavily, and finally he looked serious and slowly carried the red clay jar out of his arms.

He applied incense ash on his hand, and with some strength, he suddenly lifted the cover of the jar. However, he seemed extremely scared and did not dare to look into the jar at all, but immediately placed it in front of the tablet.

All the villagers knelt down, and only Kou Qiu stood alone.

"The ancestors are above..." said the village chief, who was led by the village, loudly, "I would like to offer you the sacrifice you want. Please bless everyone in our village to prolong their lifespan and have a long life!"

The system screamed suddenly and said in a trembling voice: [Bad!]

Without him reminding him, Kou Qiu also saw it.

It was a pale face that slowly poked out from the ceiling and opened its hideous mouth wide. The two villagers wore masks and poured all the live chickens and ducks that had been prepared in their mouths. The sound of the chickens and ducks crowing was almost instantly swallowed up, replaced by a chewing creaking sound that made the scalp numb.

The scene was silent like death, and everyone was quietly watching this scene.
To be continued...