The sky is clear and the earth is bright, with an unobstructed view. There are even patches of white clouds wandering in the entire sky.

Green trees and green hills are blowing in the breeze.

Small mountain villages are located one after another on small streams in the mountains.

It looks very peaceful.

Logically speaking, such a scene should be very harmonious. In the mountains and forests, many children should be very happy.

However.

At this moment, in this high mountain stream, there is a relatively well-built village close to the stream, with green smoke rising.

This is a big ancestral hall.

At this moment, people from one to two hundred households in the whole village are offering incense and making offerings in this ancestral hall.

The scene should be very serious.

but.

In such a serious scene that should be a sacrifice, most of the villagers had a look of fear on their faces.

There were more than a hundred people in the entire ancestral hall, and they felt more of a sad mood.

See this scene.

As the village chief, as the entire village, he is a highly respected old man who presides over sacrifices.

At this moment, Li Zhuang's eyes were full of tears. Looking at the villagers in front of him, his lips trembled:

"Children...children, I'm sorry for you~"

"If we can replace it with our bodies, we old guys are not willing to let the future of our village bury in the tiger's mouth."

"I hate it, I hate it!!"

By the time he finished speaking, his face was red, and his whole person seemed to be in an extremely excited and angry state.

Even his eyes turned red at this moment, just like the red-eyed rabbit.

Hear his words.

The dozen or so old men standing next to him couldn't help but cough, and each one sighed:

"Alas~"

Saw this scene after scene.

Looking at the old people in the village and the highly respected clan elders, one by one they were like this.

The same goes for the villagers, who couldn't help but speak one after another:

"Old village chief, it's not your fault."

"Our village has been able to develop like this over the years because of the guidance of old people like you."

"It's demons that are causing trouble now, and this is not something that humans can do!!"

"We don't blame you..."

As soon as this was mentioned, many villagers also had tears in their eyes:

"Old village chief, we don't blame you~"

"You are right, old man, we, the descendants, are not capable!"

"..."

For a time, the entire ancestral hall was completely plunged into grief.

Although women are not allowed to enter during normal ancestor worship, at this moment, they are indeed bringing their whole family with them.

Almost all men and women, anyone at home who could talk, were brought over.

They knew the old village chief's difficulties.

During the famine years, the older generation went into the Sheshen Cave one by one and left food behind, which allowed young people like them to survive.

The elderly in the village are also very responsible.

Everyone also loves them very much.

But now this is not a man-made disaster, nor a natural disaster, but a real demon.

There is nothing they can do!!

Seeing this scene, the passionate young people in the village couldn't help but clenched their fists and said angrily:

"Village Chief, why don't we fight him!"

"We tried to kill all the young men in the village, but hundreds of people couldn't believe that none of them could escape."

"Even if he is dead by then, he must tell the garrison about this matter. This monster will be dead by then!!"

The words were sonorous and powerful, and the whole person must have hated the monster in his mouth.

Hearing this, from then on, all those young and spirited young people couldn't help but agree:

"At worst, we have to fight him!"

"Let's fight our way out!"

"Kill out!"

"Isn't it just a life? I will fight with him!"

"..."

Although the morale in the entire village is promising, the well-informed old village chief Li Zhuang couldn't help but sigh:

"Alas~"

Immediately afterwards, the whole person seemed to become even more depressed.

He took out his wooden tobacco rod from his pocket and carefully put some tobacco leaves into the pipe.

As he prepares to light the fire.

He hesitated for a moment, then poured some of the concave tobacco leaves into his cigarette bag.

When there was only a little bit of tobacco in the bag, he lit up the cigarette and started smoking:

"Bata~"

"Bata~"

"..."

He took a few puffs of cigarette.

At this time, Village Chief Lizhuang said in a low voice:

"You melon boys don't know how powerful you are."

"The scourge in the mountains and forests is a fox fairy who has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. He has great magical powers."

"With just two hundred people, we probably won't be able to get out of the forest even if we hold knives and forks in our hands."

Looking at the young people in front of him one after another, they seemed to want to refute. The old man raised his head faintly, as if he was thinking about something.

Then I heard him speak slowly:

"This old fox fairy has been practicing for hundreds of years. I have heard the legend about the old man when he was young."

"At that time, it was a matter in the village next door. It was really a sin!!"

After a few sad sighs, the old man said:

"Fox fairies like these who have become spirits and become monsters have extremely powerful supernatural powers."

"As soon as you have an idea, he will use magic to make you unable to distinguish between east, west, north and south."

"What's even more powerful is that it can make you think of everyone as monsters and monsters, and eventually, the whole village will kill each other."

"Otherwise, among the dozens of villages at the mouth of our river, how can we still worship him in this way?"

"I originally thought that this matter would have been over for a long time, but who knew that decades later, this fox fairy would actually come out to cause trouble at this time. Now, only our village is left."

"Whose child is not a child?"

"A boy and a girl are born in a village, it's a shame it can think of it!!"

When he finished speaking, Mr. Li Zhuang knocked his pipe vigorously, his words full of indignation.

There are more than a dozen villages in the entire river mouth.

Most of them are here. Lijiacun has its own ancestor worship.

Speaking of which, they are also the main line.

Now, when things have reached this stage, they can only discuss matters in this ancestral hall and kneel down and kowtow.

When I thought of this.
To be continued...