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Chapter 38 The Hometown of Witch Gu [38]

Sacrifice is a major event in the whole village, and everyone is obliged to participate.

There had been no sacrifices in the village for decades, and the children who had only heard about the grand occasion of the sacrifices from the village elders were very excited, cheering and jumping to enter the venue, but their parents worriedly pulled them back and put the Gu worms on the ground. body.

"Don't lose the Gu, this is a gift from the Goddess. Once the Gu is lost, the Goddess will punish you." The woman was reprimanding her child: "If you anger the Goddess, no one can save you."

The child shrank his neck and responded in a low voice: "Got it."

Sang Qi stood on the sidelines, silently raised his eyes to look.

This is a very tall altar. Whether it is the venue or the decoration of the altar, there is a sense of solemnity. There are sculptures of various shapes beside it. The patterns are so complicated that the appearance of the sculptures cannot be seen clearly.

I just feel that the silver-gray skin has clear veins, as if these sculptures will come to life in the next second.

Chen Shen's face was a bit ugly, he was standing next to Sang Qi holding the Gu worm jar listlessly, his whole body seemed to have been taken away.

Sang Qi was shocked by his appearance, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I just feel very weak." Chen Shen sighed: "I woke up this morning and felt very tired, as if I fell on someone's back for [-] rounds. really--"

He turned the pot slightly to the side, motioning for Sang Qi to look at it.

Sang Qi lowered his eyes, and found that a black and red crack had opened on the body of the Gu worm lying under the jar, and it was shaking much more violently than before, as if in extreme pain, something was about to escape from the shackles of this shell Get out.

"It's been feeding it for too long, it seems that the mind and mind have been connected." Chen Shen said: "It feels uncomfortable, and I have no strength. I don't know if the copy will be better after the end."

Sang Qi is not very good at comforting others, but she has a good command of many words: "I will definitely, it's just because of the influence of the copy, don't think too much."

Chen Shen yawned and cheered up: "Okay, end this dungeon as soon as possible! My fans and friends are still waiting for me to broadcast live games for them."

"Really dedicated." Sang Qi sighed.

The two walked towards the priest's altar together, and when they were about to reach the door, Sang Qi stopped.

"You go in first, I'll come later." Sang Qi said.

Chen Shen didn't quite understand what she wanted to do, but he nodded anyway: "Okay, I'll wait for you inside. Remember to tell me if you have anything to do."

He has already started working as a follower with peace of mind.

After Chen Shen left, Sang Qi stood where she was, looking at the ridiculously high fence and lost in thought.

One thing that is different from others is that Sang Qi has no Gu worms.

She was sent to the priest from the beginning, and the little priest obviously didn't want her to feed the Gu worms, after all, his own Gu origin is also very strange.

While the girl was standing there thinking, someone lightly touched her shoulder.

She turned her head subconsciously, and met the dark and beautiful eyes of the priest Wu Zhu. He was wearing a black cloak, and there was a strange totem drawn with golden silk thread on the edge of the cloak. He raised his hand and took off the hat.

"Why don't you go in?" Wu Zhu asked her.

Sang Qi spread his hands: "I didn't—"

Before she could finish speaking, a black shadow jumped out from Wu Zhu's wide cuff, and quickly jumped onto Sang Qi's shoulder.

It's a little black snake.

Wu Zhu's voice was clear and cold: "Now you have Gu."

Sang Qi raised her eyebrows, she raised her hand and touched the little black snake's head, thoughtfully: "Actually, there is a question I wanted to ask before, your soul was pulled out and placed in a Gu, then you Are your mind and the five senses connected?"

She rubbed the little black snake's head.

Looking carefully, he noticed that the boy's earlobe was a little red.

Wu Zhu turned her head away, put her hand on her lips, and coughed lightly: "...It's connected."

Thoughts, actions, feelings, and injuries are all connected.

Sang Qi understood, she bent her lips and looked at the little black snake: "So, before you lowered your head to let me touch it, it wasn't Gu worm's behavior, it was your idea?"

"..." Wu Zhu turned his head away, "Hurry up and enter."

He put on the brim of his hat again, and walked towards the altar without changing his expression.

If there is no Shunguai.

Sang Qi might believe his appearance.

The inspectors at the gate mainly verified Gu worms, and most of the players came with jars, so when Sang Qi walked over with the little black snake lying on his shoulders, the players gave him a long staring salute.

"Is it a player?"

"Like, not like, how can any player dare to touch these disgusting bugs."

Sang Qi turned a deaf ear to it, but the little black snake on his shoulder turned his head a little bit dissatisfied, and threateningly spit a snake message at the speaker, baring its teeth.

There are more sculptures inside, and there are all kinds of postures. The only thing that remains the same is the feeling of depression.

It seems as if it will come alive in the next second.

"...Does the former Great Elder have anything to do with the Goddess?" Sang Qi asked abruptly.

The little black snake froze for a moment, then looked at her innocently.

Sang Qi stared at it for a while, then looked away: "It seems that there are."

It's a pity that the little black snake can't speak and can't get more information.

There was some information in that diary, but it wasn't comprehensive.

She still doesn't know who the person the goddess is going to resurrect, that is, who is Wu Zhu's father.

Is it the former elder who wrote the diary?

Sang Qi thought, it is not impossible.

The questions she currently has are not limited to these, and there is also a very important point about the timeline.

At least 40 years have passed since the last sacrifice, and the elders who participated in the last sacrifice are already in their 50s.

But the young priest Wu Zhu was obviously only in his teens, and he looked like he had just come of age. A priest suddenly appeared in a village where the sacrifice had long been completed. Don't the others have any doubts?
What happened during the 20 years in between.

Sang Qi stroked his chin, thoughtfully: "Or, in fact, you are already over 50 years old?"

She looked at the little black snake.

The little black snake's golden and beautiful snake pupils flashed a moment of silence.

Oh, it doesn't look like it is.

Sang Qi regretfully gave up on this idea.

In the diary over there, the general process of the sacrifice was written, and the priest basically presided over the whole process.

Several elders have to assist from the side.

To meet their common holy god.

Sang Qi lowered his eyes and thought, with Wu Zhu and the Goddess fighting in the snake cave, would he do something?
The goddess didn't seem to have any objection to the priest presiding over the sacrifice. Was she overconfident in her own strength, or would the priest be punished for doing something out of the ordinary in the process.

(End of this chapter)