Rules Quirk: This Death Prompt Is Not Right!

For very lame reasons, the old man could not find any loopholes.

Glancing at Lin Cang, he said, "That thing in your pocket belongs to the cave, send him there as soon as possible and come back before night." ”

Lin Cang was stunned, the statue of the weasel in his pocket has never been taken out, how did the other party know?

The old man's eyes were cloudy, but the light that came out of his eyes was unusually sharp.

After saying this, the old man left here.

Lin Cang was silent for a moment, intending to follow the old man's words and put this thing in the cave.

This was something that originally belonged to the cave, plus it was so miserable because of the worship of this thing before.

This thing is not a good thing in the first place, such as weasels, foxes and other things, the best at demagogy.

With the old man's words, he didn't have to worry about his going to the back mountain being discovered by others, after all, this was approved by the old man.

The identity of the old man has always been something Lin Cang is curious about.

When I saw the village chief and the old man before, I found that a trace of jealousy flashed in the village chief's eyes, and he seemed to be afraid of the old man.

Does this old man have any special identity?

Lin Cang didn't know.

Having been to Houshan once before, Lin Cang remembers the road here, and soon 09 came to the entrance of Houshan Mountain.

Only the road leading to the cave has been cleared in the back mountain, and the other paths have been covered with vegetation and cannot be walked.

Follow the path all the way forward.

The cave is close at hand.

Walking inside, there was a strong smell of earth.

The cave inevitably smelled of earth, and Lin Cang didn't pay attention to it and continued to walk forward.

Rows of clay sculptures crawl on the ground, and this scene is very familiar, it seems to be the scene of the day of the sacrifice, and there are many familiar faces inside.

He even saw himself inside.

His own movements were perfectly pinched.

Lin Cang was thinking about how to get out of here, with a solemn expression.

The clay sculpture in front of him perfectly showed his expression at that time.

If he wasn't standing here, he would really think that this clay sculpture was like he was wrapped in mud.

Intend to bypass clay sculptures.

However, he found that the color of his clay sculpture seemed to be a little different from the color of other clay sculptures.

The color of your clay sculpture is darker than the color of other people.

Come to the side of a chosen one you know, and stretch out your hand to take off a piece of the dried mud.

As the mud was buckled down, the pale skin came out.

It's a living person.

The living body is covered with a layer of dirt and is used as a clay sculpture.

I probed my nose, even if I already had a result in my heart, I was still very sorry.

If these people are true, then the others may be true as well.

Lin Cang came to his clay sculpture and reached down to grab a piece of dirt.

Underneath the dirt is still dirt.

Lin Cang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that except for myself who came out at that time, everyone else has become clay sculptures.

At the very front, there is a place to put the statue, which should be the place where the weasel statue is placed.

I put the statue inside my arms up.

Lin Cang turned away.

He didn't notice that after he left, the weasel's eyes rolled and stared straight at Lin Cang's departing back.

Out of the cave.

Lin Cang is in no hurry to go back, but follows the chaotic road.

Even though the overgrown area was difficult to walk, Lin Cang was not discouraged and spent a lot of time stepping on the weeds on the road.

A clearing appeared not far ahead, and there were many earth bags in the clearing.

There are also tombstones on it.

It is an ancestral tomb in the village.

Walking over, the bowl in front of the tombstone is placed some children's favorite food, candy and the like.

Take a closer look at the tombstones.

The tombstone is old and the handwriting on it has been worn out.

It can be vaguely argued that it is the son of so-and-so.

A child's grave?

All the children buried here are children.

To confirm his conjecture, Lin Cang looked through all the tombstones.

My guess is correct, all the children buried here are children.

The food in the bowl has turned black, moldy and hairy.

Thinking about the road he came from, the villagers should not have been here for a long time.

The tombstone at the very front is topped by a rattle.

The rattle is brand new.

When Lin Cang first arrived, there was nothing on it.

But it was just a turn of work, and a rattle appeared on it.

Did the little ones bring it?

It seems to imply something.

Stepped forward and brought the rattle.

There was actually a note wrapped around it.

[The rules are determined by people, don't trust all the rules.] 】

The handwriting on this note is golden.

Don't trust all the rules.

All the rules he said referred to as the rules he saw in the car, or the rules that the village chief said.

The rules of the sacrifice are most likely set by the village chief himself, and not listening is the best choice.

What about this rule in your hands?

I opened and looked at it.

There was a lot of dust on it, and Lin Cang reached out to wipe it, and a piece of ink seeped out.

Below is bright red handwriting.

Has this been traced with a black pen?

But the previous handwriting was clearly dry.

Could it be that only when you get here can the real rules be revealed?

The fourth rule, the seventh rule, the tenth rule turned red.

Except for the rule that you are not allowed to go to the back mountain without the permission of the village chief, the other rules about the village chief have basically turned red.

Lin Cang said why he heard the child's laughter before and saw the child's figure without telling the village chief that nothing had happened, the rule was false.

However, I didn't know that this rule was false at the time, and I should have told the village chief about it.

Why didn't I do it at the time? On the contrary, it feels like a normal thing.

Lin Cang's expression became serious.

This is a serious matter.

He always thought that he was the most sober person, but in fact, he was also affected subtly, but the person involved was fascinated and he did not find it.

The rattle didn't know what else it did, so Lin Cang put the rattle in his pocket.

This should be a useful prop.

What does rattles, children's toys, have to do with those children?

Until now, he has not figured out whether the strange carrier is a villager or a dead child, or a statue placed in the cave, no, it should be a god statue.

Hurry back to the house at the end of the village.

The people who were still talking disappeared.

There are only mud marks on the ground.

So, did you see the people you were talking to before are real clay sculptures?

Lin Cang felt more and more that the so-called god statue should be a strange carrier.