"Grandma Cao makes lanterns and funeral offerings all year round. She has a strong scent of musk on her body. Coincidentally, you have the same scent on you."

"Among the paper lanterns made by Grandma Cao, there is one that is of her daughter. The clothes painted on her are exactly the same as the ones you are wearing."

The priest glanced at Yuexi coldly.

Yuexi quickly calmed down: "So what? All the aunts who served the Saint wore the same clothes. She painted the people who served the Saint, not just me."

"Really?" Qiao Xi's eyes were so penetrating that Yue Xi's heart began to panic.

The priest glared at Qiao Xi with a gloomy face: "You outsider, return the saint to us!"

Qiao Xi ignored him and only looked at Yue Xi: "If these previous clues are not enough to prove that you are Grandma Cao's daughter, then what about you going to Grandma Cao's house in the middle of the night to give her food two days ago?"

Yuexi recalled that night and his face changed: "You were spying on me?!"

Qiao Xi curved the corners of his lips, and smiled in a very obedient manner: "I was worried that my aunt would run into bad people when she went out at night, so I followed her."

Yuexi pursed her lips and said, "So what? The death of the priestess has nothing to do with us."

Qiao Xi stroked the knife in his hand: "Of course it has nothing to do with you, because you are also obeying someone's orders. Let me guess, the murderer is actually... the saint?"

The priest looked very excited: "Of course not!"

"Then why are you so excited?" Josh glanced at him.

She continued, "On the first night, a priestess died and lost her hair. On the second day, the saint's hair became black and shiny, like a little girl's hair. On the second night, another priestess died and lost her hands. As a result, the saint's hands became as soft as a young girl's. It looked like they were grafted from someone else..."

A trace of guilt flashed across the priest's face.

Qiao Xi looked at them and said, "On the third night, because we were causing trouble, all the priestesses were outside and no one died. As a result, your high and mighty saint fell into a coma. Don't you think this is a coincidence?"

The priest was excited: "No, no! The Saint didn't kill anyone!"

Qiao Xi: "Really? But it's precisely because no one died last night that the Saint was in a coma, and that's why you held a bullshit sacrifice to wake her up, right? You want to sacrifice us 'female college students' who were kidnapped from outside to wake up the Saint."

"We are also forced to do so! Without the Saint, no one will be able to calm the tide the next time it rises! Unless we can awaken the Sea God!" The priest looked at her angrily and anxiously: "Sacrificing a few of you, awakening the Saint can save the entire village, and you will be written into the village's hero book. Isn't this supreme honor enough?"

"Tsk..." Yu Ze beside him sneered lazily: "Supreme honor? How much is one pound? I don't even want it even if it's given to me for free."

Qiao Xi nodded in agreement: "It's not an honor to be remembered by people from a mountain village. There's nothing to be proud of."

The priest choked and said, "But as long as you sacrifice your lives, everyone in our village will thank you!"

His tone was too serious, as if he felt from the bottom of his heart that this was all and they were taking advantage of him.

Qiao Xi stared at him for a long while, and suddenly said, "If you stand up right now and hit your head against that pillar and die, I will not only carve your name into my family tree, recognize you as my son, but also give you a name! How about it? Isn't it glorious? Do you want to die right now?"

The priest looked at Qiao Xi as if he had heard a big joke. He looked at him as if he was a moron. "Who wants to be in your family tree?"

Qiao Xi looked at him in confusion. "Really? Don't you know that there are millions of people rushing to be included in my family tree? Although I despise them, I still agree to let them call me dad. They must be so happy. I give you this honor. Why don't you kneel down to thank me and bang your head against the wall and die?"

Barrage: […Thank you, I am offended. ]

[About the fact that I never went to another livestreaming room after wearing the stupid sign “Josh’s good son”. ]

【Same. 】

[No more betting in Josh's live studio.]

The priest glared at her angrily: "Who are you humiliating? Don't you see what you are? In your family tree? Bah!"

Qiao Xi laughed and imitated his tone: "Who are you humiliating? Don't you see what's going on in your village? In the hero list of your village? Ugh!"

【Great rebuttal! 】

[Is this the legendary way of defeating magic with magic? I got it!]

[No, she is using magic to humiliate magic.]

The priest also understood what she meant instantly. His face turned pale and blue. He hesitated for a long time, but could not think of a word to refute. Finally, he turned his face away in annoyance.

Qiao Xi looked at everyone and said, "Since the murderer is confirmed to be the Saint, should I take action?"

Her knife landed on the saint's neck.

"She's really not a saint!" An anxious look flashed across the priest's face. "Why don't you believe us? Even if we let you find the murderer, what can we do? You can't beat her at all!"

Qiao Xi didn't bother to pay attention to him. The blade approached the saint's neck, leaving a small cut on it. If it was a few inches closer, it would have touched the aorta.

"It's the Nightmare Queen!" The priest was in a hurry and had to tell the truth: "The murderer is the Nightmare Queen!"

[Ding! Congratulations to players Qiao Xi and Yu Ze for triggering the key main storyline. The main storyline mission of "Saving the Resentment of the Forbidden Nightmare" has been advanced by 20%. ]

At this point, the main mission is officially promoted.

Qiao Xi and Yu Ze looked at each other.

It turns out that the murderer is really not the old saint. No wonder they were so busy before and the main quest has not been touched.

Qiao Xi looked at the priest: "Who is the Nightmare Lady?"

Now that we have started talking, the rest will be easier.

The priest sighed and sat down. "The Forbidden Nightmare is neither a human nor a ghost. She usually lives alone on the top of a mountain. People who are cursed to death by the Forbidden Nightmare will not have any wounds on their bodies. Their bodies will remain warm and alive until the Forbidden Nightmare who cursed her dies."

"The Nightmare Queen wanted to kill the Saint, so we transferred the curse to other priestesses in order to protect her."

Qiao Xi quickly grasped the point: "So the reason why those priestesses died before was also because of this? In order to protect the saint, you sacrificed more than 30 priestesses?"

A look of helplessness flashed across the priest's face.

Yuexi pursed his lips and said to her, "Before the next Saint is chosen, the current Saint cannot die, otherwise the sea tide will instantly submerge the entire village."

Qiao Xi just thought it was ridiculous: "Then you have never thought about dealing with the forbidden nightmare woman?"

The priest looked at her helplessly, "You saw it too. The one suppressed on the top of the tower just now was the Nightmare. She is so powerful that we can't do anything to her."