Sun Qigang started speaking, his emotions relaxing significantly, and his speech became more fluent.
"In the beginning, the landlord asked each of our families to donate some chickens, ducks, and fish for the ritual."
"The items weren't expensive, a few families just put together a few dozen yuan, and it was done, we didn't pay much attention. But since May of this year, things changed."
Sun Qigang rolled up his sleeves, revealing horrifying scars: "Later, the landlord said that sacrificing livestock was no longer enough to satisfy the spirits' protection of us. We had to offer our own blood to ensure the spirits would continue to shield us."
Hmm?
Zhang Hui and his colleague exchanged glances...
These people must be insane.
"And you all agreed?"
"You don't understand, you haven't participated in our landlord's rituals, which are quite ceremonious. At the time, while he was doing it, we didn't feel much, plus, no one got sick for such a long time..."
