The ghost knocked on the door, luckily I was able to read the save file!

"There is a tea oil lamp on the table, and the firewood box is next to it." After saying this, the old man coughed twice again, and his voice sounded a little weaker than before.

At this moment, he still maintained that posture, leaning against the head of the bed, sitting there quietly, motionless, as if his whole body had lost strength.

Although the room was dark, he seemed to still be watching Lin Luo and the other two with his eyes.

Seeing the old man in such a state, Lin Luo did not say any more nonsense, walked forward directly, turned on the screen lighting of his mobile phone, picked up the matchbox on the table, and lit a match with a "swish" sound, and quickly used it to light the tea oil lamp.

As the flame burned, the faint light gradually dispelled the surrounding darkness.

At this moment, Lin Luo was finally able to see the true appearance of the old man.

He saw the old man leaning on the bed, his face looked extremely old, without a trace of luster, his hair was sparse and pale, and there were only a few sparse strands of hair on his head.

His eyes were sunken, and the eyeballs in his eye sockets looked turbid.

The old man was covered with a thin quilt, and the room was filled with a faint smell of mold and odor.

The window was originally located, but now it was firmly sealed by a wooden board.

At the end of the bed, a circle of thin hemp rope was placed even more abruptly.

The layout of this room was very simple. In addition to the bed that the old man was leaning on, there was only an old-fashioned table at the head of the bed.

The table was filled with various small items.

After Lin Luo entered the room, he simply glanced around and stopped his sight on the old man. He stared at the old man quietly, and then asked directly: "Are you pretending to be blind?"

He did not ask who trapped him here, this question was somewhat obvious.

As for the other party's identity, there was no need to speculate too much.

After hearing this, the old man coughed violently, and a sick blush appeared on his face.

The old man sighed deeply and nodded helplessly, indicating that he was indeed pretending to be blind on purpose.

Wu Shan, who was standing behind Lin Luo, was frightened before, but he finally recovered. He couldn't help but ask the old man loudly: "Then why are you pretending to be blind?"

At this moment, Wu Shan's face was still a little pale, and he obviously hadn't fully recovered.

When the old man heard this question, his face showed a complicated expression, and finally he sighed deeply and replied: "You shouldn't come here."

Lin Luo and the other two looked ugly after hearing this. They stared at the old man closely, trying to find some clues from his expression.

Zhang Yuan then asked: "What does this mean?"

The old man sighed again, and did not answer Zhang Yuan's question immediately. Instead, he was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "I advise you not to stay in the village, otherwise the consequences may be serious."

Lin Luo frowned and asked: "What do you mean? What do you know?"

The old man smiled bitterly and explained: "A lot of things have happened here. Although I am just an ordinary old man, I have heard of it."

Lin Luo and the other two looked at each other and became alert in their hearts.

Zhang Yuan asked: "So, can you tell us more about this place?"

The old man shook his head and said in a heavy tone: "Some things, knowing too much is not good. You should leave as soon as possible, while it's not too late." After that, he coughed a few more times, as if his physical condition was very bad.

The old man did not speak, but gently lifted a corner of his quilt.

Lin Luo and the other two people subconsciously looked at the corner that the old man had lifted, and their pupils shrank suddenly.

A pair of skinny feet like dead bark appeared in the sight of Lin Luo and the other two. What was even more shocking was that a thin hemp rope was tightly tied to the ankle of the old man's right foot.

Seeing the shocked expressions of Lin Luo and the other two, the old man seemed very calm, and then slowly covered the quilt back.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help asking.

The old man coughed a few more times, his voice sounded pale and weak, full of weakness: "Alas..., listen to my advice to you to leave quickly."

"Old man, we can't leave now if we want to." Lin Luo frowned and said tentatively; "So, you still tell me, what happened in the village? For example, worshiping the mountain god?"

"Cough cough..." Hearing Lin Luo's words, the old man's body trembled violently, as if he was hit by an invisible force. He coughed violently, his face flushed, his eyes full of fear and despair.

"Have they, have they started to worship the mountain god?"The old man stared at Lin Luo and others with his eyes wide open, looking at them in disbelief, his voice became hoarse due to excitement.

Lin Luo listened quietly, but a wave of uneasiness surged in his heart. He noticed that when it came to worshiping the mountain god, the old man's reaction was extremely intense, even with a hint of fear that could not be concealed.

This reminded him of the strange scene he saw in the back mountain before. It seemed that the old man knew something about this matter.

[It seems that this is not a sacrifice, but a sacrifice! ? ] Lin Luo guessed secretly, his eyes locked on the old man, trying to find more clues from his expression.

The old man's face became paler and paler, and his violent coughing made his body tremble constantly. His eyes revealed a deep despair, as if he had foreseen some inevitable disaster.

"No, you don't know, this is not a worship at all, but... a sacrifice!" The old man's voice was low and hoarse, with endless sorrow and indignation.

Hearing this, the hearts of Lin Luo, Zhang Yuan and Wu Shan sank instantly.

Sure enough, this was not a worship at all, but a sacrifice.

"Sacrifice to the mountain god?" Zhang Yuan muttered to himself, and kept thinking about what he saw in the back mountain. He stared at the old man, hoping to get a more accurate answer from him.

However, the old man just sighed for a long time, with helplessness and sadness in his eyes. He said slowly: "Alas... I can't run away, no one can run away."

Lin Luo and the other two looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the old man again.

The old man was silent for a while, his eyes were a little complicated. He looked at the three people in front of him, took a deep breath, sighed again, and said in a low voice: "Thirteen years ago, a big thing happened in our village..."

As the old man slowly spoke, the atmosphere around him gradually became solemn.

The room suddenly became quiet, and they listened quietly to the old man telling the distant story.

A picture gradually emerged in the minds of Lin Luo and the other two. It was a beautiful and quiet village, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, like a paradise.

"The Taoyuan Village at that time was indeed as its name suggests, and the villagers in our village lived a simple and happy life.

However, since the birth of the twin sisters Li Bing and Li Rou, everything has quietly changed.

Li Bing has shown extraordinary intelligence and talent since childhood, and she is very good at both studying and doing things, which is amazing.

In contrast, her sister Li Rou has been weak and sick since childhood, and often needs the care and concern of her family.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this, but strange things in the village kept happening at this time.

Almost every year, one or two people would die in the village.

At first, it was Li Qi's family at the west end of the village. I don't know if it was too unlucky. The family was hit and killed by a bus on the way back from the provincial capital.

Then there was the widow Li next door. She was not Be careful not to fall down, and you will die directly, with your head falling to the back.

The last one is Lao Jiu, the forest ranger who lives in the back mountain. When he was found, he had hanged himself on the mountain in the back mountain for some unknown reason. When he was found, he had already died. "

At this point in the story, the old man's eyes were full of regret. After a pause, he continued: "Everyone in the village seemed to be unlucky, except for the Li sisters' family."

"Because there were too many deaths later, we had no choice but to go to the next village to find a fortune teller to see if there was a problem with the village's luck.

After the fortune teller looked at it, she said that Li Bing had taken away the village's luck.

Only by sacrificing Li Bing to the mountain god can the village return to normal. "

At this point, the old man stopped talking.

"So, you sacrificed Li Bing to the mountain god! ? "Lin Luo sneered in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He just stared at the old man with cold eyes and asked coldly.

The old man was frightened by his gaze, and his eyes subconsciously moved to the other side, not daring to look him in the face. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Yes, when the villagers heard the news, they all demanded that Li Bing be handed over. We had no choice. After all, there is strength in numbers, and it is difficult to offend the public anger. We had to take her to the cave on the mountain and planned to sacrifice her to the mountain god..."

"But who knew that his father would fight to the death and wanted to protect his daughter, but at that time everyone was so angry that they didn't care about so many things, so they had a conflict with him and accidentally killed Li Bing's father. Then Li Bing hanged herself in the back mountain." At this point, his tone became a little low, as if he was in deep self-blame.

"Then why are you still worshiping the mountain god now?" Lin Luo asked a very critical question.

The old man was in a low voice.He nodded, his tone full of bitterness and sarcasm; "Only sacrifice can protect the people of the village...but,..."

The old man fell silent, Lin Luo's eyes flickered, and he continued the old man's words; "But since then, the people in the village seem to be cursed! No one can leave the village, and...not only did things not get better, but more and more people died, right?"

The old man suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Lin Luo in disbelief; "You, how did you know?"