Chapter 111 Backtracking
It's back to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ai Xiaonian's "father" Ai Li took him to Quanlong Mountain, and the journey was smooth.

Ai Li told Ai Xiaonian six times from the day before to No. 30: "Xiaonian, when you meet the Mountain God later, you must be respectful and don't be negligent."

"Dad, I understand." Ai Xiaonian No.30 nodded six times.

Before they finished speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the spring that Su Fuqing mentioned.

Ai Li greeted the village chief, pulled Ai Xiaonian to the huge object covered with red cloth, and said:

"Son, please kowtow to the mountain god and ask him to bless you."

When Ai Xiaonian was about to kneel down, he pretended to have stumbled accidentally and jumped forward. He took the opportunity to grab the red cloth and pulled it with the help of inertia.

Unexpectedly, the red cloth couldn't be pulled away, and he even fell down.

"Xiao Nian, what's going on?"

Aili ran forward to help Ai Xiaonian up, and then bowed and apologized to "Lord Mountain God": "Lord Mountain God, my child is not sensible and has offended you. Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Ai Xiaonian wiped off the dust on his body, and was pulled to his knees by Ai Li, and they kowtowed heavily with him three times.

After the last kowtow, Ai Xiaonian stood up and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He shook his head and was blown by a gust of cold wind again, seeming to wake up a little.

Then Aili said a few words to the village chief and others, and he stood aside and waited.

The red cloth couldn't be pulled away no matter what, and the true face of "Lord Mountain God" could not be seen for the time being.

Ai Xiaonian's eyes turned to other places. Most of them were the same as Su Fuqing's description, except that the two huge wooden boxes had been covered with lids.

He quietly walked over and wanted to get closer to the wooden box, but was held back by Ai Li.

"Xiao Nian, go back."

"Okay." Ai Xiaonian could only leave with Aili.

The two of them were like an ordinary father and son, chatting as they walked down the mountain.

Ai Li talked about Ai Xiaonian's accidental fall: "I hope the mountain god is not angry today. I begged the village chief for a long time before he agreed to let you come."

"It's a pity that our family is not as lucky as those others."

Then, Ai Li said something that made Ai Xiaonian's hair stand on end:
"It will be good if your sister grows up quickly."

When she grows up, what then?Are you also bringing sacrifices?
Do the cousin’s parents also agree?
Ai Xiaonian suddenly felt very cold.

He excused himself as feeling unwell and hurried back home. After returning home, he used this excuse to hide in his room, and then climbed through the window to find Su Fuqing.

After listening to Ai Xiaonian's words, Su Fuqing guessed that the wooden box that was still empty the next morning should have been loaded with Zeng Qi.

She asked: "Look, is Zeng Qi still alive?"

Ai Xiaonian was stunned for a moment: "She is dead...how did you know?"

He hadn't noticed it before.

"Guess." Su Fuqing raised her chin and thought for a moment, then said, "Why don't you try using your skills to see how Zeng Qi died?"

She already knew roughly how Xiaokui and Guo Guang died, but Zeng Qi, her death might reveal some information.

Although Ai Xiaonian didn't understand why, he had unknowingly become accustomed to listening to Su Fuqing's words.

So, he closed his eyes, selected Zeng Qi in his mind, and activated the skill.

When he opened his eyes, Ai Xiaonian found that he was back at the spring, with "Lord Mountain God" in front of him.Moreover, he was tied tightly with ropes, and there was pain in many places on his body.

To be precise, it's not that he went back, but that he temporarily became Zeng Qi and was about to experience firsthand what she experienced five minutes before her death.

"She" saw a large circle of people kneeling around them, all kowtowing to the "mountain god".Only "she" and the village chief were still standing, and the village chief was slowly walking towards "her".

Soon, the village chief came to "her" and untied the rope from "her" body.

Before "she" had time to be happy, she was pressed to her knees with a plop.

I don’t know where the village chief, an old man who is at least six or seventy years old, got such strength.

Then, the village chief pressed "her" and kowtowed nine times. By the third time, "her" forehead was already bruised.

"She" was yelling and begging for mercy, but no one paid attention to "her".

After kowtowing nine times, the village chief held "her" hair with one hand to make "her" look up. Then two men came over at some point, one of them holding a small hammer in his hand.

"She" recognized that these were "her" "father" and "uncle".

What are they doing with nails and hammers?
Soon "she" knew.

"Uncle" grabbed "her" palm and spread it out. "Dad" took out a nail and put it in "her" hand, raised a small hammer and drove the nail in hard.

"what!"

"She" immediately let out a painful scream.

The nail went right in, almost piercing through the palm of "her" hand, but did not penetrate.
Then, nails were driven into the palm of "her" other hand and both feet.

"She" almost fainted from the pain.

"Go ahead."

"Her" "uncle" said.

"Her" "dad" took a machete and raised it.

"She" seemed to know that she was about to die. She was trembling all over, with tears and runny nose running down her face, and despair and fear spreading in her heart.

The next second, the knife cut "her" neck, her eyes turned bright red, and pain swept through her body.

In these 5 minutes, Zeng Qi experienced all the pain and feelings that Ai Xiaonian had to experience again.

Therefore, he could empathize with Zeng Qi's pain and fear at this moment, but he felt in his heart that a great revenge had been avenged.

Those innocent players were in pain and scared when they were killed by Zeng Qi.

She deserved it.

In the last ten seconds before losing consciousness, Ai Xiaonian saw the "mountain god" emitting countless rays of light through the red cloth and falling into the bodies of every villager around him.

The villagers kowtowed even more crazily.

The village chief shouted excitedly: "The mountain god is quite satisfied with this sacrifice and has finally calmed down..."

Calm down, was the mountain god angry before?
With this question in mind, Ai Xiaonian opened his eyes, took a few breaths, and sat there for a long time.

Although he won't really die, the feeling of death is real, and he needs to slow down for a while every time.

It can also be considered a side effect of his skill.

My hands, feet and neck still seem to hurt...

Su Fuqing waited for Ai Xiaonian to recover before asking him about his experience just now.

Ai Xiaonian recited it from beginning to end, and finally expressed his question: "Was the mountain god angry about something before?"

Su Fuqing guessed: "Maybe it's because the sacrifice I got flew away, but didn't I give something back to her?"

[So after returning one, the mountain god immediately stopped being angry. ]
[Laughing to death, what a hell joke. ]
[Zeng Qi: No one speaks up for me? ]
[She deserves it. ]
[......]
 I'm late
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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