The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chu Jinsui's back shivered: "It's the girl who walked past me just now, with a silk flower in her hair, wearing a goose-yellow sarong and holding a joss stick in her hand."

Ji Hengzhou was even more surprised: "No, there are no girls here."

He looked around strangely: "How could there be girls here? They are all middle-aged men and women, and that old man, what's wrong with you? Are you hallucinating?"

"Did you forget? The sacrifices here are all young girls. How could someone ask a young girl from their own family to sacrifice to the scene?"

Chu Jinsui was suddenly awakened.

That's right, she really forgot, how could someone let her daughter come here, and if she is unfortunately selected, she will become a sacrifice.

I still remember that the reason why the woman in the temple resisted the use of living people for sacrifices was because she had a young daughter in her family.

Then there is only one possibility.

Chu Jinsui looked at the direction in which the girl left - she was not a shadow person, she was a sacrifice, or in other words, she was a sacrifice from the past.

So no one else could see her, because she was already dead, and what I saw just now might be just a wisp of a remnant soul, or some kind of thought.

But why only you can see it?
It doesn't matter if the shadow person can't see it, why Ji Hengzhou can't see it either.

Do not……

Chu Jinsui suddenly found that her thinking was wrong. How could she regard Ji Hengzhou as an outsider like herself?He's always been in this town.

From a certain point of view, he is not the real Ji Hengzhou at all.

She turned her head and looked at the pale boy who was tied beside her. He was never an outsider, he was a part of this place.

Chu Jinsui withdrew his gaze from Ji Hengzhou's puzzled eyes: "It's nothing, maybe I'm hallucinating."

She frowned, and temporarily forgot about the girl just now, and her eyes fell on the shadow people who were coming and going in front of them preparing the materials for the sacrifice.

The skin on the backs of the hands and arms of these shadow people is covered with the scars seen before, and their scars are more serious, and even their faces are stained with large scars.

After seeing these scars at close range, the speculation in her heart completely surfaced.

The girl just now had no scars at all, and the backs of her hands and forearms that were accidentally exposed were as clean as jade.

Because the girl is a sacrifice.

It really seemed that there was only a wall between her and everything she had heard.

When I was at the inn, I heard the shopkeeper say that there was a drought a long time ago, and many people died in that drought. After their sacrifices, the rain from the sky brought vitality to the town again.

But the shopkeeper concealed the details - all drought and death will bring plague.

Too many dead people, corpses with nowhere to put them, and prolonged drought caused the plague.

This is not the realm of comprehension, and there is no such high-level healing method.

On the contrary, in the shopkeeper's description, it used to be just a very backward town.

Then the events of that year can be easily deduced——

Drought, famine, after many people died, countless corpses brought mosquitoes, rats and ants, and then some people had this strange scar, and the plague followed.

Then comes the sacrifice.

Maybe it was good luck, or maybe the sacrifice was really useful. In short, it rained and the drought stopped.

But those who have already caught the plague will inevitably die.

Thinking of this, Chu Jinsui's eyes fell on the shadow people who passed by in front of him. The scars on their bodies were particularly eye-catching—that's it, they are no longer living people, they are dead people from a hundred years ago.