It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The night wind was bleak, blowing through the leaves and weeds in the valley and then floating on Wu Wen's face.

Looking at the Yama Temple in front of him, Wu Wen became more and more curious.

"I haven't heard that you have to pass the Yama Temple to go to the ancient village?" Wu Wen muttered to himself, looking around the Yama Temple in front of him, and then his eyes fixed.

Behind the small temple, there is indeed a trace of a small path.

And it should be because I walk there often, the traces of this path are quite clear.

Now Wu Wen remembered that the information he searched about the ancient village seemed to record that the Yama Temple was discovered by those anchors who went to the ancient village to get some attention. That is to say, they wanted to come here and came from the ancient village, so it was obvious that this path was the way they came at that time.

So if you want to enter the ancient village, just follow this path.

Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he didn't get lost, it would be fine. Otherwise, even if he didn't die in this deep forest, it would take some effort to find his way out.

Today is the first day of the mission, and it will be the second day soon. If he waits another day, he may not be able to complete the mission.

Moreover, this mission is a half-star mission, so he is afraid that there is something hidden in this mission, which makes it more difficult.

The blue stone slabs outside the small Yama Temple are covered with traces of time. There is also a small stove with incense ash in front of the incense table inside. Obviously, someone came here to worship.

Wu Wen took a last look at the scene of the Yama Temple, then took a step and prepared to continue forward along the path.

"Crack!" Thanks to the evil ghost skin, there was no sound of footsteps, but the broken branch under his feet still made a crisp sound, which was somewhat surprising in the silent and dark dense forest.

"Crack!" It seemed that the broken branch triggered a chain reaction, and the branches of a big tree beside Wu Wen fell down with a sound of breaking.

"Fuck!" Wu Wen took a step back, and the branch happened to fall in front of him, blocking his forward steps.

Wu Wen's eyes were focused on the branch that fell in front of him, and then he didn't move away.

It was midsummer now, and the branches and trees were lush and leafy, but the branch that fell in front of him was dry and leafless, as if the tree had died long ago, and the branches had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and they were all shriveled.

Normally, this kind of branches are still very common in the dense forest, because there will always be some trees that die of malnutrition. But this time it happened to hit him in front of him, which was a bit too coincidental.

It hit him just when he was about to step onto the path.

There was something wrong with the ancient village, and he was about to go there, but a branch hit him on the road he had to pass, and there was a Yama Temple next to it.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt as if the Yama in the Yama Temple was reminding him?

"Are there really so-called gods?" Wu Wen's original thought, which he didn't believe in, was now a little shaky.

It was too coincidental, the coincidence didn't seem like a coincidence, but something was really stopping him.

Originally, he didn't believe in the existence of gods. After all, ghosts have ghost worlds, and he had seen them with his own eyes. But he had never seen anything about gods, nor had he received any help or feedback.

But now, it seems that there really is such a thing, but the type of its existence, or the way it reminds itself, seems to be similar to that of ghosts.

Wu Wen restrained his thoughts. He thought that he could not believe it, but it would not hurt to worship. He turned around and walked into the Yama Temple. Then he took out three cigarettes from the cigarette box, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of him, which was full of incense ash.

"Thank you for your reminder, but I still have to go. I didn't bring any incense this time. I'm sorry for the offense. Please forgive me."

Wu Wen stood up and bowed three times formally.

"Chi Chi Chi?" The human skin looked at his movements in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

But it still knew the three cigarettes inserted in the incense burner.

So while Wu Wen was bending down to bow, the human skin reached out and pinched the cigarettes on it, stuffed them into his mouth, and then stood in front of Wu Wen, waiting for him to finish worshiping.

As soon as Wu Wen bent down, he felt something appear in front of him.

"Did the Yama really show up?" The thought came to his mind. In order to prevent himself from being attacked suddenly, he suddenly stepped back and looked up at the front.

The human skin held three cigarettes in his mouth and stared at Wu Wen.

"Chiji?" The human skin took a cigarette out of his mouth and handed it forward.

"Fuck you!" Wu Wen almost choked to death on his saliva, blurting out a Chinese quintessence.

"Get out of here!" Wu Wen pulled the human skin's neck and flesh in a rage, pulling it behind him.

Then he relit three cigarettes and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Okay, stop looking, let's go!" This time he did not worship, but turned around and pulled the back of the human skin's neck and walked out.

He was afraid that if he worshiped again, the cigarette would go into the human skin's mouth again.

This little brat, it's not good to keep an eye on it for a while!

"Crack, crack..." The sound of feet stepping on leaves and branches kept ringing, but it was very slight. Even so, it was still conspicuous in this silent and dark environment.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, or maybe it was because of what I said to the King of Hell just now. Anyway, there was no sudden change when I walked on that path this time.

Wu Wen looked around, let the human skin get into his clothes again, and continued to walk along the flattened grass road on the ground into the depths of the dense forest.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the air seemed very fresh in this mountain. But tonight, there were dark clouds in the sky, so there was no chance to see the moon and stars in the sky.

Walking along the path was still a downhill process at the beginning, but it became an uphill climb.

Wu Wen walked farther and farther on this path, so far that it felt like an hour had passed, and it felt like he had climbed over another hill, until the path under his feet turned downhill again, and then he saw the outline of a village in the darkness not far away in front of him, and there were some faint lights in the village.

Or maybe it was firelight.

"Are we there? Is there anyone still awake at 11pm?" Wu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the shadowy shadow of the village in the dark and the faint firelight in the village.

The firelight in the village was still swaying back and forth, dotted with stars, and looked like a bonfire party.

"Ancient village, could it really be a minority village like the Miao village?" Wu Wen continued to move, but he seemed a little confused.

Although there has been a great integration now, and everyone is the same, there are still some more feudal or arrogant places that reject integration and will retain long-term projects.

For example, the group of old-timers who wanted to run away before, or some minority villages controlled by feudal elders.

If we add the guess of this mission, maybe it is really similar to what I guessed, what rules in this place led to the disappearance and death of the teacher.

The cause of death of the female teacher is clear, but according to what the old man said, the cause of death of the male teacher has not been found until now.

So it cannot be ruled out that there is some terrifying sacrificial ceremony in this small village.