The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 212: If you want to give a gift, give roast suckling pig. Sprinkle some chili powder on it and it will be delicious!
When the dull sound of a sedan chair falling to the ground was heard, Song Mang saw many villagers running towards this side.

Not only the players pretending to be villagers, but also some strange villagers had expressions of fear on their faces.

"The cave god is angry!"

"It must be that the cave god was not satisfied with the sacrifice!"

"Run!"

The scene became chaotic. The sedan chair in the front stopped and the sedan chairs behind could not move forward.

Song Mang stepped on the red veil and flew to the front to take a look at the situation.

The bloody "New Year Pig" jumped down from the big tray, knocked down a villager played by a player, and bit off the player's neck!
Gala, galah.

The sound of bones being chewed could be heard.

The "Year Pig" lay beside the corpse, held the player's head and started eating it.

All the nearby villagers ran away, and the old patriarch who was sitting in the first sedan chair didn't dare to come out.

Song Mang stepped on the red veil and flew in the air to observe this "New Year Pig". The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

This "New Year Pig" has the body of a human. When it was lying motionless on the tray just now, it was impossible to tell whether it was a male or female in life.

Song Mang could clearly see that it was a woman in its previous life. In addition, its body frame was much smaller.

But didn’t Xiao Junze say that Shu Liyang was skinned and made into a New Year pig?

This is definitely not Shu Liyang!

Because most of the villagers ran away, the wedding sedan was left there and no one continued to carry it.

Song Mang stepped on the red veil and came to the direction where the villagers were fleeing and landed in front of them.

"The ritual hasn't been completed yet, and you guys are running away like this now. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the cave god?"

One of the villagers said with an unpleasant expression, "The cave god is angry, how can we complete the ceremony? The cave god is not satisfied with the seven brides at all!

We need to find a new bride, one that the cave god is satisfied with! Otherwise, if we send her to the cave of the Fallen Flower Tree, we will die because of the cave god's anger!"

Another villager nearby also said, "The Cave God's anger is terrifying, we can't bear it! The Nian Pig suddenly moved and bit a villager to death. It was the Cave God's power that was attached to it!"

Song Mang said, "No matter whether the cave god is angry or not, the ceremony has been held and my dowry has been given, so the ceremony must continue."

She directly took out a thick stack of ghost money and said to the villagers, "Here is your hard work fee. After the ceremony is completed, everyone will be able to get 1,000 ghost money."

When they heard about one thousand ghost money, some people hesitated.

Song Mang glanced at the direction of the sedan chair and said, "There are seven sedan chairs in total, and we need 28 people to carry them. Only the people who carry the sedan chairs can get the ghost money.

As for the others, they can go or not. Even if they go, they won’t get any money, and after all, they won’t be able to help much.”

Because the number of places was limited, the villagers immediately became anxious and rushed back one after another.

"Oh my god! One thousand ghost money! I'd better go back and continue carrying the sedan chair. Don't fight with me!"

"All of you, get out of the way. I'm the one carrying the sedan chair. What are you trying to steal?"

"I missed the dowry just now, and now I can't miss the thousand ghost money for the sedan chair again!"

Everyone ran back.

The noisy running and fighting sounds attracted the attention of the "New Year Pig". It stopped eating and looked towards the people carrying the sedan chair.

Before anyone could react, a bloody figure suddenly appeared behind a villager.

pat--!
The villager's neck was bitten off and his head rolled to the ground.

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

The villager whose neck was bitten off did not fall to the ground. Instead, he bent down and picked up his head.

The villager pressed his head back onto his neck and said to the people nearby, "It's okay, it's okay. Pick it up and put it back in three seconds. You can still use it!" "......?"

This villager was obviously a monster, not a human player, so it was okay for him to have his neck bitten off.

But the "New Year Pig" looked rather disappointed.

Its eyes rolled and looked straight at Song Mang who had just landed next to it.

The bloody figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Song Mang, with the smell of blood overwhelming him.

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Xiao Junze was about to come over to help, and then he saw Song Mang took out the Thunder Electric Mosquito Swatter from the previous copy.

There was a snap.

Song Mang directly slapped the electric mosquito swatter on the face of the "Year Pig". The power of thunder surged out from the electric mosquito swatter and directly wrapped the entire body of the "Year Pig".

There was a crackling sound, and the smell of burnt meat wafted through the air.

Not long after, the "New Year Pig" fell to the ground, and its surface was roasted crispy and fragrant by thunder.

Song Mang put away the electric mosquito swatter and sprinkled some barbecue powder and chili powder on the "New Year Pig". "This roasted suckling pig is definitely better than raw pork. I still know how to give gifts."

Xiao Junze: "..."

other people:"……"

How come this woman is more sinister than a ghost!
After Song Mang finished sprinkling the chili powder, he said to the villagers, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and carry the roast suckling pig back, so as not to delay the cave god's meal!"

The others observed the New Year Pig for a while and found that the pig was indeed no longer moving. Then three or four strange villagers came over and lifted the pig back onto the tray.

The team returned to normal, everyone carried the New Year pig, beat happy bells, and continued to move forward into the woods.

Xiao Junze walked beside Song Mang and couldn't help but say, "Why do I feel like there's something wrong with this New Year pig? It looks like a woman, not Shu Liyang."

"It is indeed a woman."

Song Mang frowned and said, "Did you see Shu Liyang being made into a pig with your own eyes, or did you hear it from others?"

"Listen to what others are saying."

Xiao Junze said, "Fu Jie is played by Shu Liyang. When the third senior brother entered the village, he went to find the third senior brother and asked him to make us all into New Year pigs.

The third senior brother kicked him, causing his identity to be exposed, and then the third senior brother said he would make him into a New Year pig.

At that time, many people followed Fu Jie and ran back to the village out of fear. I only found out after asking them. "

Song Mang touched his chin and said, "Or maybe when he was made into a New Year pig, he found an opportunity to escape, so Yanzhe made other people into New Year pigs."

Anger appeared on Zhu Wuyou's face. "This scum! What's the difference between his behavior and those weird people who like to eat people?"

Xiao Junze said with a complicated expression, "If Shu Liyang is not dead, then where did he go? Why haven't we seen him?
Oh, by the way, I didn’t see the director and other members of the Ghost Suppression Division in this instance. I even checked the code with the villagers, but none of them were them. Where are they?”

"do not know."

Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "I don't think I saw any safe houses in the village."

"Maybe the whole village is a safe house? The villagers said that the nightmare witches outside can't come in and hurt people."

Song Mang was silent in deep thought.

At this time, the wedding procession just entered the woods, and Song Mang found that the fog in the woods seemed to be heavier than in the early morning.

The people carrying the sedan in front walked faster and were completely enveloped by the fog. If the people behind walked slower, they would probably lose sight of it.

Song Mang concentrated his attention and followed the sedan chair beside him to avoid getting lost in the woods.

Sudden.

Something grabbed the edge of her clothes.