94: Chapter 94: The Festival of Sacrifice (Thirty-Nine)

Qian Ye had a moment where she wanted to curse.

Unable to summon the hong ling umbrella, Qian Ye had no choice but to enter the fray empty-handed.

Those villagers stared at Qian Ye vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Why are you here!"

"Good heavens, could it be that Lord Mountain Spirit knows what we've done?"

One of the female voices sounded exceptionally terrified.

Qian Ye's clenched fist relaxed.

She felt she could handle this again.

She smiled at them, then in the next second, she tightened her face, "How dare you people be so reckless!"

"Taking advantage of the Mountain Spirit's meditation to commit such vile acts!"

"Ah, it really is Lord Mountain Spirit!"

"Lord Mountain Spirit, please forgive us, we were all forced into this!"

"Lord Mountain Spirit, please forgive us! Lord Mountain Spirit, please forgive us."

"It was him! It was him! It was the village chief who forced us. If we didn't do this, we would have had no harvest!"

"The harvest has been getting worse these past two years; we could barely make a living."

"We beg Lord Mountain Spirit to show your divinity and save us."

"Shut up!"

"It's just someone of unknown origin, yet you actually believe them."

"Ignorant!"

"As long as we continue, soon, Lord Mountain Spirit will be reborn!"

"Our good days are almost here!"

The black shadow grew more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen the wonderful times ahead.

Qian Ye tilted her head in thought. Being this close, she found this voice truly familiar.

This was the village chief's voice!

So, the village chief the villagers spoke of was him!

"So it was you causing all this trouble!"

Qian Ye curled the corners of her lips.

She wanted to approach him, but in the next second, the entire scene changed again.

Her vision recovered, and what came into view was a house. This house was also familiar; it was none other than the village chief's.

However, it was somewhat different, looking newer, as if it had just been built not long ago.

Before Qian Ye could move, a commotion came from the distance.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"It was all his idea! Now look, everything is ruined!"

"What we were worshipping wasn't any Lord Mountain Spirit at all!"

"We were all deceived by him. Damn it, that was clearly an evil god!"

"Give me back my daughter! Give me back my daughter!"

Before Qian Ye could react, a group of villagers suddenly appeared, holding various farming tools, standing outside the village chief's door.

They were shouting incessantly. Their words revealed that they had been bewitched by the village chief. During the Sacrificial Festival, they had been worshipping a new Mountain Spirit, not realizing that worshipping the new Mountain Spirit required the blood of the young to perform the sacrifice.

Now, the young people in the village had almost all been killed; those who could escape had fled, and the rest were dead.

Where was the peace and happiness they had asked for?

No matter how long they shouted, the main door remained tightly shut. The villagers had lost their patience and began to take action with the tools in their hands.

The sound of various farming tools smashing against the door.

It was originally a wooden door, and soon it was smashed open. Qian Ye wanted to approach, but in the next second, she stepped into a vast, white expanse.

There was only white before her eyes; she couldn't see any other color.

Qian Ye closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her vision was filled with red.

She was now standing on a hillside, where she could clearly see that the entire Changsheng Village was on fire.

Apart from the massive inferno, there was no other major commotion.

The entire village was deathly silent. The night was like ink, and a crescent moon still hung above, unchanged.

Qian Ye fixed her gaze on the moon in the sky, lost in thought.

This little fellow seemed to be guiding her, wanting her to know something.

Qian Ye kept staring at the fire below, not moving for a long time. In the next instant, black mist suddenly shot into the sky, enveloping the entire village.

In just a split second, the entire mountain village plunged into darkness.

Looking from the hillside, the entire village had disappeared.

To be precise, it hadn't disappeared; it was just shrouded in a layer of black mist.

Qian Ye stared at a spot in the far west, where red light was spreading.

It remained there.

Qian Ye subconsciously wanted to lift her foot to leave, but in the next instant, she stepped into empty air, and her whole body suddenly plunged into darkness.

She was falling continuously. Qian Ye closed her eyes and let herself fall.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Qian Ye felt that the sensation of weightlessness around her was gone, she slowly opened her eyes.

She even subconsciously stretched.

"Mm, excuse me, that sleep was quite comfortable."

"Wife~"

Hearing this voice, Qian Ye's arms, stretched in mid-air, froze.

"Hm?"

Was she having auditory hallucinations?

How could she hear her dear boyfriend's voice?

"Wife, what are you daydreaming about?"

Qian Ye was tapped lightly on the head, and she finally snapped back to reality.

She saw her dear boyfriend looking at her with a face full of affection.

"???"

What happened?

Could this possibly be her dear boyfriend's expression?

"Baby, hurry up and eat. We have to go out and work in a little while!"

Qian Ye stared at the person in front of her. Good heavens, it really was her dear boyfriend.

But what did he call her? She hadn't heard clearly.

In the next second, as if responding to her, "Wife?"

"Ah?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Why have you been daydreaming throughout the whole meal? Hurry up and eat!"

"Oh."

Qian Ye blinked and nodded at him.

In the next second, she used her chopsticks to poke at the food in front of her.

"Wife, you wouldn't… still dislike the food I cooked, would you?"

"Oh~ So it's food made by Baby~"

"Hehe, it must be delicious, isn't it~"

Qian Ye looked at him with a gentle smile, her eyes filled with a tender light.

Her eyes were full of him.

The person opposite her seemed stunned.

Listening to her words, he nodded subconsciously.

In the next second, the smile on Qian Ye's lips deepened.

"Baby is truly amazing~"

"Then I'll reward all these dishes to you~"

"Tell me, is that good~"

Qian Ye blinked at him.

The man could barely maintain the gentle expression on his face.

He didn't know why she was acting like this.

What should he do next?

"Hm? Baby~"

"You still haven't answered my question~"

Shang Ye "..."

"Damn it, how did I run into such a difficult person?"

"Whatever Wife says goes, I'll listen to you."

The smile on Qian Ye's lips continued to deepen.

In the next second, she heard him continue, "But this was made especially for Baby; it's all stuff you love to eat."

Qian Ye stared at him with a half-smile. In the next second, she slowly approached him, the tip of her index finger tapping his chest and moving slowly upward.

The smile on her lips deepened with her movements. In the next second, her expression changed abruptly, and her fingertip turned into a palm, grabbing his throat.

"Baby, I really don't like it when you don't listen to me..."

"With such a table of delicacies, how could I bear to eat them? Of course, I'll leave them all for my Baby~"

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At a table, the chopsticks in Qian Ye's hands didn't stop moving.

At the other end of the chopsticks, Shang Ye's mouth was stuffed full. Qian Ye was happily feeding him, her eyes full of excitement.

Every time Shang Ye saw her, he felt he was asking for it. Knowing full well that she was not to be trifled with, he still couldn't give up and had to look for trouble.

Now look, he had to taste the bitter fruit himself.

In an instant, Shang Ye wanted to cry but had no tears.