Chapter 126 The terrifying eyeball, a curse that lasts for thousands of years
With doubts, Jiang Hua and others also walked in.
It was very dilapidated inside, with all kinds of spider webs everywhere.
In the middle of the mountain temple is a statue of the god.
This statue is very strange. He has six arms and holds a wine gourd on the left side.
The right one holds a toad.
The old clan leader had a serious face and led his clan members to kneel on the ground and bow three times to the mountain god statue.
Then he said in a deep voice: "The next step is the sacrificial ceremony of our Zhelong Village."
"Welcome to the ancestral land gate!"
The old patriarch kowtowed three times respectfully again.
Then he placed his skull crutch on the hand of the mountain god statue.
Click!
There was a soft sound.
It seems that some mechanism has been activated.
The mountain temple began to shake.
Then, an underground passage unexpectedly appeared in the middle of the mountain temple.
Jiang Hua was a little surprised.
"Could it be that the ancestral land of Zhelong Village is in the basement of this mountain temple?"
The old patriarch gave them a cold look.
"Take them down."
Zha Long showed a sinister smile.
"Damn fat man, and you three outsiders, come with me now."
Everyone's eyes flickered and they looked at each other.
Jiang Hua shook his head slightly.
He signaled that everyone should not take action yet until the time came.
Jiang Hua and others walked into the underground passage with Zha Long.
This underground passage is surrounded by murals depicting scenes of a war.
Shirley Yang whispered: "This should be that King Xian defeated the local forces, established the ancient Dian Kingdom, and used these captives as slaves to build his own tomb."
The underground passage is not far.
Everyone walked around for a minute or two.
Then we came to the bottom.
This is an empty underground palace.
Zalong picked up the torch and lit the surrounding bronze lamps.
For a time, the underground palace was as bright as day.
Everyone can clearly see the scene inside.
In the middle of the underground palace, there is an altar.
This altar is very strange.
Around it, there are statues of strange beasts built one after another.
These statues are like guardian angels.
Guard this altar.
Don't know why.
"Get up!" Zhalong shouted.
Hearing his tone, Fatty became a little angry.
It was Jiang Hua who held him back.
That's why it didn't happen immediately.
Four people walked up to the altar.
Finally saw the entire altar.
Jiang Hua's pupils shrank and he was very shocked.
I saw reliefs carved on the altar. These reliefs recorded some mysterious sacrificial rituals in ancient times. Jiang Hua had never seen them before.
In the middle of the altar, there was actually a hole with a giant golden mask inside. In the middle of the golden mask, there was a huge eyeball, staring at Jiang Hua and others.
Jiang Hua suddenly felt cold in his heart.
There was a creepy feeling inside him.
This feeling is even more serious than when I met the Spider King in Longling Cave.
"What on earth is this?"
"This thing is definitely alive."
"And its size is definitely not small."
Doubts arose in Jiang Hua's heart.
What do these people in Zhelong Village want to do?
Do you want to feed them to this thing?
roar!
A roar came from the center of the altar.
Jiang Hua saw that there was a huge mouth hidden under the golden mask.
When this giant mouth opened, a pink flesh membrane was exposed, which seemed to be the mouthparts of some kind of insect.
These fleshy membranes were layered on top of each other, and there were densely packed fangs in the throat, and cyan mucus was flowing, making Jiang Hua's scalp tingle.
What the hell is this?
A big bug?
Or a giant monster?
The people from Zhelong Village also gradually came to the altar.
Everyone saw the monster under the hole in the center of the altar. Their faces turned pale and their whole bodies were trembling. They were obviously very afraid of this monster.
The old patriarch of Zhelong Village knelt on the ground with fearful eyes, muttering an unknown ritual, and raising the skull crutch in his hands, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.
Everyone was waiting quietly.
About half an hour passed.
The old patriarch finally stopped.
Then he pointed at the four Jiang Hua people and said in a deep voice: "Throw them down to feed the guardian gods."
Hearing this, Fatty exploded completely.
"Mad, you old bastard, I have known for a long time that you are not a good person, but you want to use people to feed a monster??"
"Do you still have any humanity left?"
"What about Ada? We kindly saved your sister, but you actually repaid us with kindness. Are you still a human being?"
Ada's face turned green and white, and he said painfully: "I asked you to leave a long time ago, but why do you still come back here?"
"If you don't come back, nothing will happen, and the clan leader won't use you as sacrifices..." The fat man spat hard.
"Bah!"
"Stop the cat crying and the mouse pretending to be compassionate."
"Do you still want to act in front of the fat man?"
Jiang Hua looked at the old patriarch coldly.
"I have a doubt in my mind, why do you have to risk your lives to come to the Worm Valley, and then use people as sacrifices to feed a monster?"
"If you don't give it food, is it possible that it can come out and eat you?"
The old patriarch's expression did not change at all.
His eyes were extremely cold.
"Haha, young man, what do you know? You don't know the pain of my Zhelong Village at all?"
"Our tribe has been living here more than two thousand years ago, and people live and work in peace and contentment. However, one day, the devil came."
"They invaded our home, then made us all slaves, built a mausoleum for him, and even planted a vicious curse."
"Zhelong Village has been carrying this curse for two thousand years."
"Every once in a while, you have to eat something, otherwise the whole village will gradually rot and die."
"In order for the tribe to continue, we must come here to sacrifice a living person every seven years in exchange for that special antidote."
Having said this, the old patriarch's eyes showed a hint of pain.
He took a deep breath and continued: "In our Zhelong Village, except for each clan leader, the oldest remaining person in the clan will be sacrificed and eaten by this monster."
"If you want to blame, it can only be your bad luck, and I don't think there is anything wrong with you."
The old patriarch smiled and said, "If my guess is correct, you are all here for the treasures in the Worm Valley."
"Insect Valley is the wealth left to us by our ancestors in Zhelong Village. Since you covet the things inside, you have to bear the corresponding consequences."
After listening to what the old patriarch said.
Jiang Hua was a little shocked.
A vicious curse?
And can it still rely on blood to continue?
A human must be sacrificed every seven years?
It’s creepy just thinking about it.
Jiang Hua said in a deep voice: "Then why don't you think of a way to solve the curse on yourself?"
"Haha, do you think we haven't tried it?"
The old patriarch shook his head, "For more than two thousand years, we have looked for countless famous doctors, but none of them have any effect."
Jiang Hua's eyes flickered, "Then how did you obtain this antidote?"
The old patriarch smiled and said, "As long as you give people to this monster to eat, it will spit out a kind of mucus, and this mucus is the antidote we need in Zhelong Village."
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Eat this monster's slime?
It’s scary to think about it.
Jiang Hua's heart became heavy.
The people of Zhelong Village also want to survive.
A curse that lasted for more than two thousand years.
Very similar to the Ghost Cave Curse.
Shirley Yang felt the same way, and looked at the eyes of everyone in Zhelong Village, full of sympathy.
These people are even more miserable than the Zagrama tribe...
Jiang Hua took a deep breath and said, "Old patriarch, if you believe me, don't sacrifice any more living people. I will do my best to help you find a solution to the curse."
After the old patriarch listened.
He couldn't help laughing immediately.
"Young man, you have this idea. On behalf of the people of Zhelong Village, I thank you, but it is impossible for our Zhelong Village to gamble on an illusory possibility with the lives of the entire clan."
"So, if you really sympathize with our Zhelong Village, you'd better go and be eaten by this monster."
Jiang Hua shook his head, "Then there's no need to talk."
Bang bang!
Jiang Hua's hands suddenly collapsed, and the rope tied to his hands broke into several pieces.
At the same time, the ropes in the hands of Shirley Yang, Lao Hu and Fatty all collapsed.
They were all free again.
Everyone looked at the four of them.
I was a little shocked for a while.
The fat man grinned and said, "Hey, I didn't expect that, Fat Master, am I okay?" The old patriarch was the first to react.
He yelled, "Catch them!"
Suddenly, everyone from Zhelong Village swarmed forward...
The next moment.
All four of Jiang Hua used their own force.
These people from Zhelong Village are no match at all.
One by one they knocked them to the ground.
The old patriarch's eyes showed a hint of astonishment.
Then it sank instantly.
"Shoot them."
The surrounding Zhelong Village tribesmen who were holding shotguns raised their shotguns and pointed them at the four outsiders.
Jiang Hua's eyes turned cold.
The body is like a ghost.
He ducked behind these people, knocked them all down, and lay on the ground wailing.
As a third-grade peak warrior, it is so easy for him to deal with ordinary people, completely effortless.
Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot over.
Jiang Hua turned slightly and dodged the arrow. He saw Ada not far away, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, aiming at him.
Jiang Hua shook his head, flashed again, and immediately came to Ada's side, and then casually snatched the bow and arrow from his hand.
And Ada also fell to the ground in a cold sweat, his whole body was shaking, but he still didn't say a word.
"Haha, he is a man..."
Jiang Hua smiled and did not continue to attack him.
After a while, the people in Zhelong Village had lost their ability to resist, and only an old clan leader was left, standing aside tremblingly.
As for the fourth grandpa who was used as a sacrifice before, the people from Zhelong Village did not bring him in, but had people guard him outside the Worm Valley.
The old patriarch's eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Young man, I didn't expect that I underestimated you. You are all warriors!"
Jiang Hua's eyes narrowed, looking at the old patriarch's confident expression. Could it be that he still has some trump cards?
(End of chapter)