Chapter 154

Hearing this, I couldn't help scratching my head, as if things had entered a bottleneck.

Later, I abandoned the internal network of the police station and turned to various areas. Sometimes I would refer to the unsolved unsolved cases in the police station. Zheng Nan thought that I was going to write supernatural novels instead.

Of course, I can't tell him that I don't want to write supernatural novels, because after all, I have a Qin Li around me every day.

I can't tell him that I'm not looking for novel materials. I want to kill a thing that is a ghost but not a ghost, so I can only bring it with me every time.

I still don't know anything about this ghost.

All the sacrificial rites recorded in the book are about how the climate changed in those years. Then a man stood up and said, "it's because we don't have sacrificial rites."!

Then gradually developed a series of sacrifice, it is really no intention.

Seeing that I was sad, Qin Li took a look at my computer and said, "the ghost lives on cannibalism and the soul of a child, otherwise it will only break up. After all, he is different from a ghost. "

he looked at me and said in a low voice:" maybe there will be a breakthrough in this aspect. "

Qin Li's words gave me new inspiration. I went to search all the previous documents.

Sure enough, in the beginning, there was no significant change in the weather for the local grain harvest.

But when sacrifice became a kind of ceremony, offering sacrifices spontaneously on a specific day, the harvest turned out to be better. No wonder the villagers believe it.

I suppressed the excitement in my heart and said in a deep voice: "I may understand how the dark things came into being."

According to the fact that the objects of the underworld feed on people's beliefs, it is likely that the objects of the underworld did not exist at first. It is the product of the idea of "this is the dissatisfaction of the land public" that makes up the dark things.

When this idea was supported by many people, and began to form some large-scale and formal sacrifices, the foundation of the ghost belief began to gaze more and more, leading to the real function of the ghost.

The more useful the objects are, the more awed the villagers will be, the more beliefs and sacrifices they can offer for the objects to grow, and the objects will become more and more useful in the process of growing, which is not a vicious circle or a virtuous circle.

I agreed with him, but I looked at him and I was worried.

"It's really possible that the hidden things are formed by people's beliefs. Without people's beliefs, there would be no hidden things. Correspondingly, the deeper people's beliefs are, the stronger the hidden things are. The village we went to, as you can see, all the villagers were obedient to the ghost. Even if the mother of the child was taken away, they didn't resist. It shows that the ghost on your bar is also very powerful. "

"What are you going to do?" Then Qin Li looked at me.

Looking at Qin Li, I had already made up my mind: "I want to go to that village again."

Qin Li did not agree.

But it's a pity that he is a ghost and can't interfere with me.

I know he is for my good, but one day I will always have a stone in my heart if I don't destroy this ghost. When I think of the stinky face of this ghost when it gave me a dream, I would like to throw it into the stinky ditch if it could be thrown.

In the end, we got on the bus to the small town and village. Qin Li sat next to me with a sad face: "I doubt you're in love with him."

I couldn't laugh or cry. When I looked at him, he was serious. I said helplessly, "he was still threatening me in his dream that day. If you don't help me find the place, you still think about something here."

In fact, I have a conjecture: if the dark things need faith to grow, will it make them weak without faith? Does his punishment work for those who don't believe him?

If, as I speculate, the power of nether things is based on people's firm belief in him, can a person who doesn't believe in him have an impact on him when he stands in front of him?

What if all the people who once believed in him no longer believe in him? Can he continue to exist?

When I got out of the car, I sneaked into the village. It was not that I was sneaky, but that I was found by the village head. It was another polite conversation, which was inefficient.

I found a deserted hill, suddenly cleared my throat and cried out, "I know you are here. Dare you talk to me?"

Qin Li was scared by me. Before I could stop him, I yelled: "are you afraid of me? Didn't you ask me not to interfere? Don't even dare to say a word now? "

After a while, I suddenly around a gust of wind, and then, in the hills sounded a voice of compassion: "you dare to come."

When I looked back, a dark shadow was floating behind me. It had no body shape, just like a fog.

When I looked at him, he said again: "Oh, there is a ghost behind you. You are very unusual."

I went straight in: "you depend on people's beliefs for food. If others don't believe you, will you die?"The dark thing is silent, I force humanity: "before in my dream, you put a lot of cruel words, but why don't you solve me on the spot, because you don't have this ability?"

I boldly said my guess: "is it because I don't believe you, so you can't influence me?"

Seeing that he still didn't speak, I decided to use my mace: "you like to eat souls, but you don't take the initiative to look for food. Do you want people to sacrifice? Is it because you can only eat the sacrificed souls, because they are the products of faith? If you don't answer, is it because I don't believe you that you can't lie to me and just don't talk? "

This problem has been bothering me for a long time. If the dark things are strong enough and have the desire to eat living things, there is no reason why they can't find food by themselves. Why do they have to wait for the annual sacrifice to wait for a soul?

Unless he can only eat the sacrificed soul.

Thinking of this, I had enough confidence in my heart and narrowed my eyes slightly: "if I don't answer, I'll tell the villagers that you are just a thing that you can believe or not."

The ghost finally laughed, a very ironic smile: "do you think they believe it?"

"Originally, I didn't exist, as you said,"

there was a sneer in the voice of Ming Wu, and I frowned, "but they firmly believed in my existence and gave me sacrifices. I just existed as they wanted."

"Later, the more they believe in me, the more they want to get. I want to be fair, and I have to pay more if I want more. An innocent soul can satisfy the present sacrifice. They'll give me a sacrifice anyway, won't they

"Since you know why I exist, you can find out what you can't do with me." The black fog floated up and down, looking very comfortable.