Chapter 399: Chapter 360: Must Feed the Lord Mountain God Well
His gaze was scorching, fixed upon the enormous tree where countless people had been hanged.
His eyes were filled with awe and fanaticism,
as if it weren’t a malevolent tree, but the supreme deity in his heart.
He spoke in a nearly frenzied tone, "Great Mountain God!
All of these people are offerings to you from our Xia Shui Village.
Please accept them, great Mountain God, and bless Xia Shui Village with good fortune!"
After speaking, he pressed his forehead firmly to the ground,
his body trembling slightly, as if engaged in some mysterious communion with a Divine Spirit.
As Chang Bailin’s words faded, the atmosphere in the mountain forest instantly grew even more eerie.
Gusts of chilling wind swept through without warning, like phantoms.
They carried an indescribable Mysterious Power, howling and rampaging through the woods.
The sound of the wind was sharp and mournful, like the wails of demons from the depths of Hell,
striking at the deepest fears of the human heart.
It sent involuntary shivers down their spines, and every inch of their skin trembled in the sinister atmosphere.
Strangely, despite the ferocity of this chilling wind,
the branches and leaves of the seemingly ordinary trees remained completely untouched.
They stood perfectly still, without the slightest sway,
as if the wind were a mere illusion, unable to touch anything physical in this world.
However, this seemingly intangible wind was quietly changing the entire forest’s atmosphere.
As the chilling wind raged, the temperature throughout the forest plummeted.
The bone-piercing chill was like countless tiny ice arrows,
silently piercing the air from all directions to stab straight into one’s marrow.
The cold also felt like countless tiny centipedes,
silently burrowing into their skin through their pores, bringing an unspeakable, tingling itch and stinging pain.
It caused goosebumps to erupt all over their bodies,
and every inch of their skin grew numb under the corrosion of this Mysterious Power.
In this forest, shrouded by the chilling wind, everything seemed so unnatural.
The chilling wind brought not only cold, but also endless fear and anxiety.
It was like an invisible giant hand, gripping the forest tightly,
and gripping the heart of every person within it.
In this world enveloped by an eerie atmosphere, every breath became unnaturally heavy,
and every thought was filled with fear and despair.
They felt they could be devoured by this sinister forest at any moment, never to escape.
This bizarre scene struck terror into the hearts of all the people from Xia Shui Village.
They could no longer care about anything else. As if their spines had been ripped out,
they fell to their knees one by one, pressing their foreheads to the ground and curling their bodies into a ball,
not daring to make the slightest move.
They were all praying silently in their hearts,
hoping that this sacrificial ritual would satisfy the Mountain God and protect them from disaster.
"Run! The Mountain God of Xia Shui Village must be an Evil Spirit that’s running rampant!"
Finally, a young man could no longer bear the extreme, terrifying atmosphere.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if fear had ignited a fire within him.
He summoned all his courage, let out a great roar, and bolted in a random direction.
That roar seemed to shatter some kind of spell.
At the sound of his shout, the others were like sleepwalkers jolted awake. They couldn’t stay still any longer.
The strong and the weak, the terrified and the relatively calm alike,
at that moment, all scattered like headless flies, blindly charging in any direction they saw.
’There was only one thought in their minds: run. Run as fast and as far as they could.’
’Never come back to this terrifying place.’
’If they could just escape, they could break free from this endless nightmare.’
However, the villagers of Xia Shui Village, and Chang Bailin, who was still prostrated on the ground,
slowly raised their heads.
Their gazes fell coldly on the young people scattering and fleeing in every direction.
There wasn’t a trace of anxiety on their faces.
They didn’t reach for their hoes, pitchforks, or hunting rifles.
They made no threats, nor did they try to intimidate them into stopping.
It was just that their once-ordinary faces
now looked savage and cold,
a faint, mocking smile that seemed to hide countless secrets playing on their lips.
They just watched quietly, as if what was happening before their eyes had nothing to do with them,
or as if they were already certain of the outcome,
and so, they couldn’t care less whether the young people would manage to escape.
RUSTLE... RUSTLE... RUSTLE...
The young man who had first shouted for everyone to run was undoubtedly the quickest to react.
His figure moved like a bolt of lightning,
darting swiftly through the chaotic and terrifying sacrificial grounds.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the edge of the sacrificial grounds,
just a single step away from the boundary that symbolized freedom and escape.
If he could just take that one crucial step,
he might be able to escape this nightmarish predicament for good.
’But as he ran, the young man’s mind was clouded with doubt.’
’He really couldn’t understand why,’
’as he was running, not a single one of the Xia Shui Village villagers had tried to stop him.’
’They were clearly holding those deadly-looking hoes, pitchforks, and hunting rifles,’
’so were those all just props meant to scare them?’
’Chang Zimo had clearly fired his gun earlier...’
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