Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Okay, let's go down the mountain now."

The group went down the mountain and returned to the village chief's house. As soon as they entered the yard, they met a pair of gloomy eyes. Li Kui's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said respectfully, "Village chief, we are back."

"Oh, where did you go?"

"We went for a walk at the foot of the mountain. City people had never been to the mountains before and were very curious about everything. They said the environment here is very good."

The village chief looked over with an inquiring look and hummed, "Really? Since you like it so much, then stay a while longer. It's time for the sacrifice in a couple of days."

"You should go and see it too. It's a very important festival in our village. It's very lively and it's definitely worth going to see it."

"Okay, let's stay and take a look."

Li Kui watched the village chief enter the house, and his heart slowly relaxed. He looked at them deeply and said, "I'm going home first. It's time for others to come and see you."

The three of them returned to the room. Li Fumei held up the small wooden sculpture and said softly, "Sister Xiaohua, please come out. There are no outsiders here."

A weak voice came: "No, there is something in the village chief's house. I can't get out at all. That thing is so scary. I'd better hide for now and come out at night."

"thing?"

"Master, what does Sister Xiaohua mean?"

Su Chen took the wood carving and tapped it gently. The ghost inside the wood carving felt more comfortable and said, "I don't know what it is, but there is something near where the village chief lives."

"I can't get close. I always feel like my soul will fly away if I get close. If you want to go to the village chief, that's fine, but don't take me with you. I'm so scared."

Li Fumei frowned and said in confusion, "Master, this isn't right. Usually, ghosts will subconsciously fear the murderer after they die because they were killed by the murderer in their lifetime. But Sister Xiaohua's death has nothing to do with the village chief."

"Normally, you shouldn't be afraid of the village chief. Why is that?"

Su Chen shook his head. He couldn't see anything. The village chief's face was very strange. He looked full of vitality, but this vitality always had a weird feeling.

It was like... something was constantly helping him prolong his life, but was there anything so powerful that it could forcibly extend someone's life?

"I'm not sure. I'll go and have a look someday when I have the chance."

Li Fumei nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll take the little wooden sculpture back to sleep. I'm so tired after walking all day. The day of the sacrifice will be in two days."

"Master, you all need to be more careful. I feel like the sacrifices nowadays may be different from what I've seen before. The villagers are acting strangely."

"In the past, sacrifices involved killing chickens and sheep, and people dancing, which was quite lively. Now, it's unclear what's going on."

Chen Cheng asked in confusion, "Isn't it once a year? You've only been away for a few months, how come you don't know about the current sacrifices? Are you kids not allowed to watch?"

Li Fumei shook her head: "No, I used to go to school away from home, and the time for sacrifices was not during winter and summer vacations, so sometimes I couldn't make it and couldn't see it."

"The last time I saw it was three years ago."

"I see. It's alright. We'll see what happens this year. The village chief has already said that we can skip the sacrifice just because we don't want to. Let's just see what's going on."

In the village chief's room

A figure stood by the wall, stretched out his hand to open the cabinet, and there was a passage behind it. After walking straight in, there were strands of net-like things on the ground.

I don’t know how long I walked, but at the innermost part there was a huge cocoon in the air, which looked to be as high as a floor. Various cocoons were piled up in the corner, which looked very disgusting.

The village chief knelt directly on the ground, staring at the pupa with an obsessed look.

"Master, the new sacrifice is ready. I will offer it to you in two days. Please grant me a few more years of youth so that I can give birth to more children to sacrifice to you."

The huge pupa moved slightly, and a silk thread flew out, wrapping the man directly up, and countless silk threads entangled the man.

In the blink of an eye, the village chief turned into a cocoon, closed his eyes and fell asleep obediently. After waking up, he tore open the cocoon and crawled out to look in the mirror. The fine lines at the corners of his eyes had decreased a lot.