When the villagers left the dungeon, there was no light, no windows, and no firelight. Even the breathing could be heard clearly in the dungeon. The dark environment could drive people crazy.
Tang Zixuan groped on the ground, first picked up Honghong and held her gently in his arms.
"What should we do now?" Xiaotian was obviously asking Tang Zixuan.
"..." Tang Zixuan was locked up in this hellish place, and there was nothing he could do about it. Honghong was still unconscious, and Gu Wenyu and Xiaotian had almost no fighting power. It was impossible to break through.
Gu Wenyu asked again: "What do they mean by sacrifice?"
"I don't know. There are many kinds of sacrifices made by the spirit tribe, and each village is different. If it is a sacrifice to the mountain god, the person is usually tied up with five flowers and then sent to the mountains." Tang Zixuan explained to the two of them.
After hearing this, Xiaotian became even more curious and asked: "Is there really a mountain god?"
Tang Zixuan in the darkness shook his head again, "I don't know if there is a mountain god, but if you are really kidnapped and sent deep into the mountains, even if there is no mountain god, you will definitely be devoured by wild beasts."
Xiaotian swallowed. Just imagining that scene made him feel pain all over his body. He shrank his neck and said weakly: "Can't you change the way to die?"
Gu Wenyu touched Xiaotian with his elbow and said, "What do you mean by changing the way to die? Can't we just die?"
"Yes, yes, you are right, none of us will die." Xiaotian nodded repeatedly, and he turned to ask Tang Zixuan: "You must arrest us to sacrifice the mountain. If they can't find evidence, they can't
If you prove that your mother is Mu Xi, will you let us go?"
"I don't know." Tang Zixuan's voice became a little deeper.
Xiaotian did not hear the change in Tang Zixuan's mood. He then asked: "If they can't find out, won't they keep us here forever?"
Tang Zixuan: "I don't know"
Xiaotian seemed to have thought of something suddenly. He suddenly became excited and asked, "Eh? Isn't that leader of the Spirit Tribe your grandfather? Do you think he will come to save us?"
Tang Zixuan was silent for a moment and shook his head again, "I don't know." In fact, he also wanted to know the answer to this question. He also had too many questions for this grandfather who appeared out of thin air.
"Eh? I said, why don't you know anything?" Xiaotian gently pushed Tang Zixuan.
"Brother Tian!" Gu Wenyu quickly tugged on Xiaotian's clothes and signaled him to stop asking.
"What are you pulling me for? It's so dark here. If we don't say something, we could suffocate people to death." Xiaotian said confidently, as if he was no longer so scared.
"Then let's talk about something else. Let me tell you, I remembered a lot of things this time." Gu Wenyu pulled Xiaotian and changed the topic. She knew that Xiaotian was very concerned about Xiaohua's amnesia, so she deliberately talked about it.
to this matter.
Sure enough, Xiaotian immediately put aside Tang Zixuan's question. He was surprised and pulled Gu Wenyu to ask questions.
Tang Zixuan didn't speak anymore. At this time, he was completely despairing and felt that his life would never be better. He even felt that offering sacrifices to the mountain was a good choice, as he felt that he had suffered for his mother and paid off his debt to the Spiritual Clan.
The only thing that made him feel guilty was that he had hurt his friends.
Tang Zixuan's mind was very confused. He didn't want to think about anything anymore. He just wanted to be quiet for a while and take a rest.
They couldn't see the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and they didn't know exactly how much time had passed. They just sat on the ground and leaned against each other to sleep for a while when they felt sleepy.
It must have been after dawn the next day, there was a ray of light coming from the entrance of the dungeon, so the three of them knew that it was dawn. At this time, someone came in to bring food to the three of them. Although it was only three bowls of gruel, at least they were stuttering.
There is no intention of starving them to death.
While the man came in to deliver the meal, Gu Wenyu decisively strengthened his hearing and vision.
In addition to the person who came in to deliver the meal, there were also the footsteps and breathing of two people at the dungeon door. Through the crack in the open door, two shadows could be vaguely seen shaking.
If nothing unexpected happens, there will only be two people guarding the entrance to the dungeon.
The person who delivered the meal just placed the bowl outside the iron fence, turned around and left without saying a word.
Seeing that the man was about to leave, Xiaotian shouted quickly: "Hey, hey, why don't you light a lamp? It's too dark in here, how can we eat? We're not afraid that we'll all eat it in our noses!"
The man looked at Xiaotian with disgust and said coldly: "It would be good to eat some. If the old patriarch hadn't disagreed, you would have sacrificed to the mountain god long ago! Do you still want electric lights? Do you like it or not!"
As he said that, the man slapped the iron fence hard and walked away without looking back.
"What attitude? We haven't been convicted yet!" Xiaotian picked up the bowl on the ground dissatisfied, first handed one bowl to Gu Wenyu, then took another bowl to Tang Zixuan, and the last bowl was for himself.
Although Xiaotian complains, he eats faster than anyone else. He has been begging since he was a child, and it is good to have what he has to eat. He has never been picky about whether the food he eats is good or not.
Tang Zixuan had no appetite and stopped eating after only one bite. Xiaotian was not polite and happily ate up Tang Zixuan's portion.
Gu Wenyu told the two of them what he had discovered. If there were only three people when the villagers came to deliver food, they might be able to try to escape.
But the runes on the iron fence are a special formation. If you want to leave the dungeon, you must first find a way to open the iron fence.
Tang Zixuan couldn't figure out this formation for a while. It was definitely set up by the spirit tribe's formation masters to trap serious criminals.
Although Tang Zixuan had the jade pendant left by Mu Xi, it would take time to open the iron fence. He didn't know whether he opened the iron fence first or whether the spirit tribe pulled him to sacrifice first.
Moreover, opening the iron fence is only the first step. Even if there are only three villagers, Tang Zixuan is not sure of winning by himself, let alone two foxes.
After leaving the dungeon, how to prevent other Eldar people from discovering it is also a problem.
Gu Wenyu didn't know where her confidence came from. She patted Tang Zixuan on the shoulder and said, "You should study this formation first! We will talk about the rest later. I believe Xiao Ying'er must be thinking of ways to save us."
Xiaotian immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, that person just said that the old patriarch did not allow the villagers to sacrifice, which proves that your grandpa is still on our side and he still loves you."
In the darkness, Tang Zixuan's eyes seemed to light up. His heart was clicked by Xiaotian's words, and suddenly skipped a beat. Did grandpa really love him?