human suffering

Chapter 1527 The Ancient Call

Tong Aijia hugged the first-generation grandpa's thigh and cried for a long time.

Until, the first grandfather wiped the tears and snot from his thighs in disgust.

Gently gave Tong Aijia a headache.

Suddenly went back and disappeared in place.

Tong Ai's family didn't understand at first, why did the first grandpa leave on his own initiative?
Could it be because he was crying and watching Mai Tai?

No, why is that?

Taiqinggou at midnight, the sky full of stars, the silence of death.

A rhythmic creaking sound came from a distance.

In this silent environment, it is as obvious as firecrackers.

Echoing on the ice surface of Taiqinggou, it is strange and inexplicable.

Crunch, crunch.
In the end, all the sounds follow a specific rhythm and are uniform.

Tong Aijia listened for a while, why did it feel like the sound of stepping on snow?

Looking at Taiqinggou Village, it was pitch black.

The sound of stepping on the snow came from that direction.

Who is here?
Wild cats and dogs?
Directly used the eyes of the wilderness bird god.

Suddenly stripped of the dark camouflage, Tong Aijia was shocked.

The villagers of Taiqinggou, no matter men, women, old or young.

Standing in a row, walking from the village.

One after another, not panic, not crowded, orderly.

No one spoke, advancing in silence.

Without any lighting, it looks like moving ants in the dark.

Tong Aijia had seen the world, but he was also dizzy from seeing the scene in front of him.

What kind of trouble is this going to do?
Group sleepwalking?
I have guarded Taiqinggou for so many years, and I have never seen such a situation.

Finally, under the gaze of Tong Aijia, the crowd came to the lakeside of Taiqinggou.

Everyone turned a blind eye to Tong Aijia and walked around him gently.

Continue along the track of the lakeside of Taiqinggou.

Tong Aijia stood in the crowd, very abrupt.

Like a big rock in the river, it automatically separates the flow of people.

why?

They can see themselves, but they don't pay attention to themselves?

Playing flash mob in the middle of the night?
Or possessed?
Collective possession and loss of soul?

I just wanted to invite the Nine-Refined Fire Dragon God to help the villagers break through obstacles.

But when I saw the faces of the villagers, their eyes were piercing, and there was no confusion.

And dress appropriately, not pajamas.

This is even stranger.

If someone cast some kind of curse, or got some kind of illusion, shouldn't you be in a daze?

Why are they all so sober normal.

Following the sound of stepping on the snow, he looked down at his feet.

The dull creaking sound was actually the sound of the villagers stepping on it with bare feet.

Yes, more than 100 villagers are all barefoot, showing those nine fingers.

Halo, more than 20 degrees below zero, isn't it cold with bare feet?

If you step on the snow, won't you get frostbite?
In reality, those bare feet are very light and not afraid of the severe cold.

According to a specific rhythm, it looks like some dance steps.

Every two steps, I use my left foot, which is missing a toe, to step hard on the ground.

Then, a special rhythm of beating time came out.

Crunch, crunch.
When this voice appeared around Tong Aiguo, surrounded him.

An inexplicable pressure made Tong Aijia feel difficult to breathe.

Especially after being ignored by so many people.

It is easy to have the illusion that you are a different kind, as if you have been abandoned by a certain group.

The feeling of being isolated is desolate.

Tong Aijia also wanted to join this team at this time, and didn't want to be isolated or be so desolate.

I really want to take off the cotton shoes, tear off the cotton socks, and go barefoot.

Go around Taiqinggou with these villagers, crunching.

Suddenly, a white flame flashed across his forehead, which brought Tong Aijia back to his senses, and his mind became clear.

Look again, the crowd has already moved away from Tong Ai's house, and dispersed around the huge Taiqinggou.

The distance between the villagers is constantly widening.

In the beginning, it was people following each other. Later, although the formation was maintained, the distance continued to widen.

One meter, three meters, five meters, ten meters
Finally, after a circle, every ten or twenty meters, there is a villager.

More than 100 people surrounded the entire Taiqinggou for a week.

Although the formation has been set up, but the footsteps never stop.

All the villagers in Taiqinggou have nine fingers and two feet.

According to that specific rhythm, around the Taiqinggou, continue to move forward.

Tong Aijia no longer looked at Taiqinggou, because it was not comprehensive enough.

Standing on the ice surface of Taiqinggou, I walked slowly to the center.

Silently observing the surrounding villagers, he was very nervous psychologically.

It is absolutely impossible to go around the lake as simple as that.

The vigorous stomping was definitely not because of athlete's foot.

Tong Aijia knows that there will definitely be a sequel, there will definitely be a sequel.

Finally, surrounded by the villagers, the sound of footsteps produced a vision.

In the beginning, it was a faint green light, which was generated under the feet of the villagers.

Slowly, the green light became brighter and bigger.

Finally, the green light from all the villagers gathered into a green circle of light.

The moment a circle of light was formed, it shot towards the sky.

All the villagers raised their hands high and looked towards the sky.

Silent but full of begging, as if calling for something.

Seeing this, Tong Aijia's body trembled slightly.

He was sure it was calling.

Yes, there is a calling, a primal, distant calling.

A call that spans time, space, and rules.

Nine fingers, circle the lake, summon.

God, has it already started?
Is it going to start so soon?
Be in the center of this ancient summoning ceremony, as a bystander who witnessed this ceremony for the first time in thousands of years.

Tong Aijia was so excited that she wanted to shout a few times.

However, he didn't dare, he was afraid of interrupting the rhythm of the villagers and affecting the emission of the green light.

The villagers turned nine times, and nine green halos shot out.

Just like when they came, they walked back to the village in silence.

Taiqinggou has returned to silence again, the sky is still the sky, and the stars are still the stars.

What's more, the green halo that has been shot out is gone.

It was as if nothing happened, only Tong Aijia was left in a daze on the ice.

At the same time, there are clear footprints by the lake.

"Brother, what are they calling for?"

Tong Aiguo also kept watching, and didn't dare to ask his eldest brother until the end.

"The First Men."

This answer is so general.

There are many ancestors in this world.

Tong Aiguo felt that his elder brother must be in a mess and would not give himself such an unspecific answer, and he was not taking an exam.

"Which ancestor?"

"do not know."

Tong Aiguo's biggest advantage is that he has not broken the persistence of asking the bottom of the casserole.

"Then why summon the First Men?"

"Because there is a catastrophe in the world, the ancestors need to come back for protection."

catastrophe?

Is it the end of the world?
Didn't that happen eventually, was destined to happen?

Tong Aiguo immediately thought of another thing.

"its not right.

If it is related to the mass sending of signals in the human world.

So why these villagers?
Why was there no sign before? "

This time, Tong Aijia did not hesitate, and directly stated his judgment.

"I think, definitely their toes are related.

The previous conditions did not meet, Cai Gen created the conditions.

Hey, it looks like a good arrangement, it's hard to call it a coincidence. "

(End of this chapter)