Chapter 204: Banquet
The air was full of the stench of rotten blood, and Lu Yibei sat in the dark, ruined temple, casting a spell on the old mans unrecognisable corpse.
He had almost completely transformed into something terrifying had she not killed him. With a snap of her fingers, red flames rolled over his body, and blazing fire rose up.
Staring at the fire, she gathered all the information in her head.
The mountain sacrifice should be the sacrificial ceremony next to that giant pit, so what is the river sacrifice that he mentioned? And he also said that god didnt want to be released, so why did he ask me for help when I first entered this realm?
In her opinion, the old mans words seemed more credible.
Before he died, he regarded Yibei as his god. Generally, a person would not lie to a god.
The fire gradually burned out, and darkness rolled back into the temple. The Witch gathered his remaining ashes and wrapped them in a coarse cloth. Leaving the main hall, she carefully tied the cloth together and placed it in her guitar bag.
He probably doesnt want to be buried in this land of despair.
It was drizzling now, and a cold wind blew through the dilapidated village, disturbing the lanterns hung by the low houses. The drizzle was like mercury on the skin, stinging with every drop.
It was eerily cheerful and vastly different from the first time she came here. The sound of instruments could be heard deep in the village.
Doors were also pushed open, and the streets were livelyvillagers with varying degrees of deformities, wearing snake-shaped masks, marching out of their homes.
They were carrying scarlet lanterns, but no words were spoken between any of them. Their postures were weird, and they walked down the winding alleys, guided by the scarlet light.
Arriving at the outskirts of the village, she was shocked to see such a scene and ducked into a nearby, empty home.
Jacket, she requested, poking her head out and observing the villagers. Can you make a mask like theirs?
The jacket squirmed slightly, but nothing happened. It then squirmed excitedly as if it were trying to tell her something.
Oh, its okay if you cant.
*(*)* My Witch is the Best!
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The coarse cloth of her clothes grazed against her thighs, and she couldnt help but moan out slightly.
At the same time, the door to the house she was hiding in was pushed open, and a one-armed man called out, Whos there?
I know its what they eat, but couldnt they have picked something more ethical?
Just as she was thinking, a piercing sound could be heard, like a woman weeping in pain.
She hurriedly looked around and noticed the priests hauling large stone plates filled with cooked delicacies towards the large table.
As soon as the plate was placed on the table, they pounced to snatch as much food as they could, as if they didnt know the ingredients used to make it.
Vaguely, Yibei could hear them communicating with each other in the serpent language.
Perfect the hallucinogenic in the soup. Its making me feel good.
I feel angry I want to kill.
It tastes different not a fresh corpse.
Jesus Christ.
The Old Ladies communicated in low voices. If she didnt know better, she wouldve thought she stumbled upon an avant-garde banquet.
Soon, they finished their dishes. They stood up and opened their mouths as they roared out loud. Then, bursts of music could be heard.
At its signal, the feasts celebrating the gifts the god bestowed on them truly began, and conversations burst between the villagers.
This years food seems dark It should be fine, right?
Those clothes of yours, are they passed down?
Youve never seen me? I have been living in a ruined temple outside the village, and
Oh, I never really liked him anyway! I never knew his name to begin with.
Standing among the villagers as the Old Ladies watched, she felt quite panicked and felt the need to blend in.
Meanwhile, near the celebration, a figure sneakily blended into the crowd.
System! When are we going to take action?
Wait for my signal, clear!
Strangely enough, the system felt uneasy.