After becoming a real daughter, the copy of the evil god followed him

Chapter 228 Is it a human or a ghost?

Now that Xingyuan was missing, how could she be sure what he was looking for?
Lu Yao dusted off his hands and walked out of the coffin.

The tentacles were still holding those villagers, and they would certainly not let them go without Lu Yao's order.

"Well, we've said everything we need to say. Can you let us go now?" The villagers looked at Lu Yao. Perhaps realizing that Lu Yao had no intention of killing them, they bravely asked.

Lu Yao looked back and suddenly smiled, "Okay, but you have to take me back to the village with you."

Now that the side storyline has begun, Lu Yao is also somewhat curious about what strange things have happened in the village.

Although the villagers did not want to take Lu Yao back, they had no right to choose at this time.

It takes a lot of time to walk several kilometers of mountain road.

Therefore, when Lu Yao arrived at the village, it was already dawn.

Several villagers looked grim. If they hadn't known that Lu Yao was still following them, they would have collapsed to the ground and refused to move.

When a few people entered the village, they suddenly felt a bit troubled.

After all, they went to bury Lu Yao last night, but now they brought him back alive, and they had no idea how to explain it.

"Why are you looking at me? Aren't you going home?" Lu Yao looked at the few people. She didn't plan to continue following them, but wanted to walk around the village to see if she could find anything.

"Go back, we'll be back soon." Several people looked at each other and made up their minds.

Lu Yao walked around the village and finally returned to the village entrance.

The place is filled with gloomy energy and it really doesn't look like a normal village.

As for anything else, Lu Yao has not discovered it yet.

Just as she was sitting on the stone bench at the entrance of the village thinking, a group of people rushed out in the distance.

The person walking in front was wearing a Taoist robe, and was about to step forward with a sword, pointing it at Lu Yao.

Lu Yao raised his head and glanced across the other person's face.

He was a man wearing a Taoist robe and holding an ancient sword in his hand. He looked quite old, but unfortunately... the person he met was Lu Yao.

The Taoist priest shouted and stepped forward, but when he was about to get close to Lu Yao, Lu Yao kicked him in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.

“It was you who asked people to seal me in a coffin and bury me?” Lu Yao stepped forward and stepped on the Taoist’s chest.

The Taoist priest wanted to get up, but he could hardly catch his breath and his face turned red.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?" The Taoist's hand trembled and the sword fell out of his hand.

Without weapons to defend himself, the Taoist's face became uglier.

Lu Yao kicked him, reached out to pick up the long sword on the ground, and stabbed it into the Taoist's face.

"You dared to order someone to bury me alive, don't you know whether I am a human or a ghost?"

The Taoist priest shuddered again when he heard that. As for the villagers who followed him, they all shrank back and dared not step forward.

After all, even the masters can't deal with it, so how can they, ordinary people, do it?

"I was wrong. I only resorted to such a desperate measure because I wanted to help the people in this village. Please be merciful and let me go." The Taoist sniffed and looked like he was about to cry.

"Tell me what happened in this village first, and then I will consider whether to let you go."

Lu Yao glanced at the Taoist priest on the ground and signaled him to start talking. The Taoist priest looked unhappy, but he dared not not speak.

He couldn't help but glance at the villagers across from him and gritted his teeth and said, "About two months ago, people started disappearing every night in this village. At first it was children and the elderly, and then even young people disappeared one after another."

According to what the Taoist said, Lu Yao roughly pieced together a strange rural disappearance case.

Someone went missing in the village, and the first thing they thought of was of course to find that person. Unfortunately, no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find any clues in the end.

Later, the villagers called the police, but still to no avail.

Just half a month after someone went missing in the village, the child and the old man who had disappeared first returned.

They did not seem to have any signs of being injured or kidnapped. On the contrary, each of them was in good health, even better than before they disappeared. Two elderly people who were already seriously ill even miraculously recovered.

The villagers thought that this was not a bad thing. After all, as long as the person came back safely, it was good enough.

But when their families asked them where they had been in the past few days, they kept silent and just said that they were lucky and had good things happen to them.

A few days later, more missing people came back, but they were all old people and children. None of the missing young people came back alive.

The people in the village were in panic, and they had no choice but to find a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest is not completely without abilities, it's a pity that the little abilities he has are all used in evil ways.

He concluded that all this was because the people in the village had offended something, and if they wanted to calm the situation, they had to seek the protection of the gods. The Taoist priest found clues in ancient books and chose the barren mountain outside the village, intending to sacrifice a living person to seek the protection of the legendary god.

As for which god was on the mountain, the Taoist had no idea at all.

After saying this, the Taoist lay on the ground and begged for mercy, hoping that Lu Yao would let him go.

Lu Yao turned the sword in his hand and kicked the Taoist priest, signaling him to get up.

The Taoist priest immediately rolled over and got up. He wiped his eyes and turned to look at the villagers behind him.

The villagers who appeared here were naturally those who had not disappeared before and had returned.

It is said that the villagers were worried that those who returned might have problems, so they locked them up in their homes and did not allow them to go out.

Lu Yao looked around and made sure that he didn't see any young people among the villagers. It seemed that the missing young people still hadn't returned.

"The sacrifice cannot be carried out, what should we do now?" a villager whispered.

They had put a lot of effort and money into last night's sacrifice. If it was ruined, wouldn't people in the village continue to disappear?

"That's right, what should we do if that happens? Are we just going to watch everyone in the village disappear?"

When someone started to talk, the villagers started to speak louder. They seemed to have forgotten their previous fears. Some even wanted to try to pick another girl to send over.
Lu Yao listened to the villagers' calculations and saw a few girls huddled in the crowd, and his face darkened.

She suddenly walked up to the man who said she would choose another girl to send over, and put her sword across his neck. "Since you are so good at thinking of ways, why not choose you to be the sacrifice?"

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be about 40 years old. He shuddered at first, then stiffened his neck and said, "I'm not a woman."

"Why does it have to be women? Because you think they are weak or unimportant accessories? You think they can be sacrificed at will, without even any reason?" Lu Yao's eyes suddenly darkened. She didn't want to reason with the NPCs in the copy, but she couldn't help it every time she met them.

Why is it that at times like this, it is always women and children who are sacrificed, and not these people who talk about morality and justice but only retreat when faced with difficulties?

The middle-aged man wanted to refute, but was suddenly kicked from behind.

The kick was so hard that the middle-aged man's neck hit the sword directly, and the sharp blade cut his neck immediately.