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Qiao Yanran and Mengmeng were walking while talking.
When the two of them passed by a fork in the road, Qiao Yanran heard faint voices not far away.
She raised her eyebrows, feeling a little curious.
Qiao Yanran thought of this and walked towards the intersection.
Not to mention, other places are covered with weeds and full of potholes, but this section of the road is unexpectedly flat and wide.
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Qiao Yanran saw a large group of dark figures far away from the boss. A rough calculation suggested that there were hundreds of people.
Everyone was wearing black robes, and their whole bodies were covered tightly. There was a huge tribute table in the front.
There was a tripod the size of a sea bowl placed on the table. Most of the incense, which was as thick as a little finger, was burned, and a vast white smoke rose in the air.
On the left and right sides of the three-legged tripod, there is a fat pig's head and some fruits.
The pig's head was very fresh. It must have been just killed. The dripping blood stained the entire tribute table blood red. Everyone looked serious and murmured words, as if they were performing an ancient and holy ceremony.
When Qiao Yanran saw this scene, her heart skipped a beat.
This scene was vaguely familiar to her, but she couldn't remember it If she tried hard to think about it, her brain would still feel a sharp stabbing pain and a vast expanse of white.
Qiao Yanran closed her eyes and calmed down for a while.
Her memory seems to be incomplete, she has lost some very important memories
In order to save herself from suffering, Qiao Yanran did not continue to think about it, but she always felt that this ritual was somewhat evil.
These hundreds of people are also full of weirdness and evil.
This is the place where the ghost realm borders the human realm. Could it be said that these people, no, these things, escaped from the ghost realm?
This possibility is really not small.
¡°However, 80% of her strength was now sealed, and these people didn¡¯t seem to be easy to mess with, so she still slipped away.
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Qiao Yanran and Carpenter Yang met up.
After going down the mountain, the road was easy to walk. Mengmeng struggled and jumped out of Qiao Yanran's arms, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with her fat little hands.
The group of people walked for a long time before they walked to the door of the house.
"That little bitch, the old sow who stole my mother's litter?! If I catch her, I will never spare her!" A shrewd-looking woman stood in the middle of the road, shouting loudly road.
Next to Carpenter Yang¡¯s house is a fairly large pig farm.
Whenever the wind blows on weekdays, the whole yard is filled with the smell of pig manure, which is so fragrant that it is very high.
However, since there is a lot of pig manure, the neighbors don¡¯t need to buy any fertilizer on weekdays. There is ready-made pig manure for use at any time, so they can just pick it up at any time.
Qiao Yanran glanced at her and raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The pig is lost?
Logically speaking, it shouldn¡¯t be.
In this pig farm, as long as the big iron gate is closed, it will be absolutely tight, and even mosquitoes will not be able to get in.
However, the pig factory has three or four dogs, which are quite ferocious. On weekdays, whenever someone walks around the pig factory, there will be a burst of barking.
¡°Besides, such a big sow is not a small object that can be put in your pocket. It is really difficult to steal an old sow that weighs several hundred kilograms silently.
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