Hope Coffee House Chapter 217: Sacrifice in the temple
Hearing Wang Jiayang's arrangement, everyone responded, and there was no hint of drunkenness in their voices.
Under the leadership of Feng Yi, Wang Jiayang and his group quickly caught up with Dunzhu, each hiding their breath and quietly following behind him.
Soon, Dhondup stood in front of the courtyard gate of a family in the village and rang the doorbell outside the courtyard gate.
The door opened quickly, Dundup instinctively glanced back at the situation behind him, and then quickly entered the yard.
This is the village chief's home, because Feng Yi clearly sensed the village chief's breath in this house.
After the sound of the door opening and closing came from the hospital, everyone climbed up the courtyard wall and prepared to jump into the hospital.
At this moment, a huge black shadow like a hairy bear suddenly flew towards Wu Liang.
What is this? Brown bear?
Wu Liang instinctively raised his arm to block. Luckily, Lu Yun, who was on the side, seemed to have noticed it long ago. He shot in time and slapped "Mao Xiong" on the back of the head. "Mao Xiong" didn't even grunt And when it came out, he fell to the ground and fainted.
Wu Liang hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to discover that the "hairy bear" pounced on him was actually a sturdy Tibetan mastiff.
Feng Yi pointed to his nose, and then to the Tibetan Mastiff who fainted on the ground, making a latent gesture.
Wu Liang instantly understood what Feng Yi meant. It turned out that this Tibetan Mastiff had already noticed when the six of his own were approaching. The Tibetan Mastiff didn't like to bark, so he deliberately held his breath and lurked at the courtyard wall. The bad guy who sneaked into his house was the fatal blow.
Gently touching the unconscious Tibetan Mastiff on the ground, Wu Liang couldn't help but think of the world he once lived in, the tragedy that this loyal and fighting dog has suffered.
Once upon a time, these Tibetan Mastiffs were all the rage in their own world because of their loyalty and bravery, and then driven by profit, they became tools for countless speculators to make money, and they were fired for millions of dollars.
No one wants them to be home care homes, everyone just wants to make money with them.
In order to breed Tibetan mastiffs of better quality, they became rich overnight. Many speculators exhausted their means, and even did not hesitate to produce batches of sick mastiffs, dyed mastiffs, and even growth hormone mastiffs...
When the Tibetan Mastiff's economic bubble burst, countless Tibetan Mastiffs who were once expensive were abandoned by speculators, living on the streets, and even sent to dog meat restaurants.
"It's fine, it just passed out." Lu Yun's voice interrupted Wu Liang's thoughts.
"Don't look at it, this is a Tibetan mastiff. If you like it, go back and have a look. You can see groups of stray Tibetan mastiffs in no-man's land." Wang Jiayang urged in a low voice.
Wu Liang nodded and quickly followed the crowd.
The house of the village chief is the same as that of the Dundup family. It is also a small two-story building with white walls and red tiles.
Perhaps it was because there was a Tibetan mastiff in the courtyard, and the door was not locked, so everyone went in quietly.
The village head's house is very big. After entering the house, there is a spacious hall. Feng Yi stopped to investigate, pointed to the east side of the second floor, activated the aura shielding ability, and then brought The crowd dived in.
As soon as everyone went up to the second floor, they heard the village chief's surprised voice: "What did you say? They actually met the sacred tree in a piece of ice and snow? How could it be possible?"
"How dare I lie at a time like this, village chief, I have read it carefully, they are indeed holding a sacred tree, but the sacred tree is only the size of an arm and has no roots.
They came from a long way and worried that they would not be able to make offerings to the gods in time, and they would offend the gods, so they wanted to ask us for help and ask the gods for instructions on how to make offerings to the gods. "Dhondup's voice also came out.
"How could the gods descend incarnations without dreaming in advance? Or is it a rootless sacred tree?" The village chief's voice paused for a moment, then whispered: "These people must have a problem, are they sleeping now?"
"I confirmed it before I came. I drank a lot of highland barley liquor and fell asleep." Dhondup replied.
"No, there are too many of them, I'm still worried, you go back and watch them carefully, and you don't need to go to the sacrifice." The village chief decided.
"Village Chief, they have really fallen asleep, and the three little ones also secretly drank alcohol, so they will never wake up! The sacrifice is a big deal, so I can't help but go! If the gods punish you for this..." Pearl said eagerly.
"If I tell you to go back, just go back. The gods will not punish you." There was a hint of impatience in the village chief's tone.
"Village Chief, you can't say that. The gods can say it clearly at the beginning. Everyone must be present for the sacrifice. If I don't go, not to mention entering the temple in the future, I'm afraid I won't even have a better life. It's gone!" Dunzhu said sadly.
The village chief's heavy breathing came.
"Forget it, you can go with me. The sacrifice will be very fast. After that, we will go to your place together to confirm the matter of Shenmu first, and then hold them down." The village chief said solemnly.
The door opened, and a series of footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Everyone had already hid in the utility room across the corridor. After watching the village chief and Dunzhu leave the house, Wang Jiayang and the others quickly followed.
Fortunately, the moonlight is rather dim tonight, and the Tibetan Mastiff who fainted lying on the edge of the courtyard wall did not attract the attention of the village chief and Dundup.
Following the figures of the village chief and Dundup, everyone came to the small temple in the village.
People passed by this small temple in the afternoon, but they saw that the temple door was closed, and it seemed that it was not open to the public.
The fifth gentleman knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered.
But at this moment, the small temple has opened its door ~IndoMTL.com~ The open space in front of the temple is brightly lit, and countless villagers are gathering here, waiting for the arrival of the village chief.
In the center of the open space, a large bonfire is burning. Before the bonfire, three young men were tied back to back, tightly bound by twine.
The villagers gathered around them, their expressions serious and their eyes full of hostility.
The three young men didn't struggle, their eyes were full of confusion, staring blankly ahead, as if they didn't know what was going on.
Seeing the arrival of the village head, everyone quickly made way for a path, and Dhondup quickly stood in the ranks of the villagers.
The village chief walked up to the three young men, looked at the villagers and said loudly: "The **** Jumang chose us and lowered his avatar."
Seeing the arrival of the village head, everyone quickly made way for a path, and Dhondup quickly stood in the ranks of the villagers.
The village chief walked up to the three young men, looked at the villagers and said loudly: "The **** Jumang chose us and lowered his avatar."
Seeing the arrival of the village head, everyone quickly made way for a path, and Dhondup quickly stood in the ranks of the villagers.
The village chief walked up to the three young men, looked at the villagers and said loudly: "The **** Jumang chose us and lowered his avatar."
Seeing the arrival of the village head, everyone quickly made way for a path, and Dhondup quickly stood in the ranks of the villagers.
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