"Crystal ball?"

The old man turned around and took out a plate of rice cakes, and asked casually:

"How big is the crystal ball?"

"Let's have some snacks today."

Qi Ge rubbed his hands, took off the cloth bag from his waist and threw it casually on the table.

"Hey, the snow chicken I just caught can't eat your food for nothing, old man."

The old miner grinned:

“Since I was a kid, I now know how to be polite.”

"well."

Qi Ge said with a sad face:

“My parents died young, and I relied on everyone in the village for support when I was growing up.

Now that I'm older, I have to go door to door to return favors."

"As long as you have this heart."

The old man smiled and changed the subject again:

"Nash, haven't you been avoiding Serena? Why did you sneak over to her?"

Qi Ge touched his head sheepishly:

"Just two days ago, I wanted to buy some flowers for Qiangwei."

The old miner couldn’t laugh or cry:

"You bastard, I really don't deserve it for Serena."

Qi Ge stuffed rice cakes into his mouth and said: "Don't mention this, don't mention this, let's talk about the crystal ball.

At that time, when I walked in, I happened to see Serena stuffing a crystal ball into the pile of flowers.

The crystal ball is as big as a head, crystal clear and dazzling.

It's like a mini glory day.

I'm sure this is definitely not something that ordinary villagers like us can have access to.

Serena is probably favored by the gods and has become an attendant of the true god."

The old miner's eyes flickered twice and he said nervously:

"Nash, you must never tell others this news.

The demonic tide of Eternal Moon has just ended, and no one is sure whether there are followers of the evil god in our village.

If the followers of the evil god know about Serena's existence, Serena will be in danger."

Qi Ge said generously:

"Of course I know.

Except for you, the old man, I can’t trust anyone."

"That's good, that's good."

The old miner nodded and smiled charitablely.

"Dong dong dong!"

Continuous sounds rang out in the center of the village, and both Qi Ge and the old miner stood up from their positions suddenly.

"Rally bell! The village chief is summoning us."

Qi Ge immediately supported the old miner and said softly:

"Old man, let me help you over."

…

…

In the center of Hanye Village, there is a magnificent altar.

Four slender triangular pyramidal stone pillars are placed around the altar.

These triangular pyramidal stone pillars are as tall as three people, and they are all black and shiny, like obsidian.

The material of the altar is similar to that of the triangular pyramid stone pillar, and it is also made of beautiful stone like obsidian.

In the center of the altar, there is a white ball.

The ball was suspended above the altar out of thin air, emitting a holy white light.

This altar cannot be said to be incompatible with the shabby and simple style of Hanye Village, it can only be said to have nothing to do with it.

The old village chief of Hanye Village stood tremblingly on the altar and kept hitting the obsidian pillars with his crutch.

Obviously the old village chief didn't use much strength, but every time the stone pillar was knocked, it would make a loud "dong-dong-dong" sound.

At this time, many villagers had gathered around the altar.

Qige and the old miner were the last to arrive.

When the two of them arrived, the white ball on the altar suddenly brightened.

The old village chief stopped knocking and walked up to the altar. While shaking his body, he raised his hands high and shouted horribly toward the sky:

"end!

The end is coming!

The eternal moon, symbolizing death, is coming soon.

The demon tide, the curse of the evil god, will reappear again.

Just tonight!

Just tonight!!"

The village chief's madness quickly disappeared.

He glanced at everyone and said seriously:

"Tonight, the followers of the evil god will be out.

They are neither in heaven nor on earth, but among us!

Everyone must hide in their rooms and cannot go out.

You must be wary of attacks from evil gods, remember this!"

The village chief quickly recovered from his madness.

He opened his eyes wide and said breathlessly:

"Sinful cultist.

I know you are among the crowd.

I swear, as long as you dare to sacrifice my villagers to your evil god, I will definitely banish you!"

"Old man." Qi Ge looked at the old miner, his clear eyes full of worry.

The old miner patted the back of Qi Ge's hand and said softly:

"Don't worry good boy, you'll be fine."

Immediately afterwards, the village chief began to talk about the precautions.

But what he kept saying over and over again was actually just a few words.

"You must stay in the village and don't think about spending the night outside the village."

"Evil cultists can only sacrifice one person every night."

"Keep an eye on the guys around you carefully. If you find anyone who may be an evil god cultist, you must report it in time during the Exile Conference the next day."

"Those blessed by the true God can protect other villagers, but they must be careful to hide their identity.

If your identity is exposed to a cultist, you will most likely be targeted by the followers of the evil god.

If your identity is exposed to the villagers, if there are too many people, your power will be taken away."

…

…

As the village meeting ended, the villagers gathered together to discuss one after another.

Although usually villagers may arouse others' suspicion if they stick together.

But at this time, everyone is working together, and those who are not working together will appear suspicious.

Taking advantage of this moment, Qi Ge quickly found an opportunity to gather the five people together.
To be continued...