Xia Yiqian, a little zombie who dreams of cultivating into a human, sleeps for 5000 years. Upon waking, she finds a wealthy benefactor to build her a temple. She aims to collect faith to achieve hu...
The main problem is not that the people brought by the head of the Li family are old, weak and disabled. The main problem is that this group of people are generally older, usually over 70 years old.
Everyone knew before that the river god liked young people, and the people who were offered sacrifices were usually young or middle-aged. No one could guarantee that the river god would not fall for these elderly people as sacrifices.
Xia Yiqian and his group looked a little gloomy when they saw the people they brought.
Xia Yiqian blinked twice and asked in a very straightforward tone, "Did the river god tell you in your dream that she likes older men now?"
"Puchi!" Kong Yanqing couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He looked at the Li family with some hostility, "If you don't want to resolve it, you don't have to do this.
If you are really that afraid of death, then just offer sacrifices every year."
However, these people may not even have the opportunity to offer sacrifices every year in the future.
The live broadcast of their blatant murder had already been broadcast, and the police would probably come as soon as the road was cleared.
Even if these people cannot leave the area, the country will build a prison for them and put them in there while they find a way to deal with the river god.
The head of the Li family has always been highly respected. Before yesterday, no one in the entire clan dared to contradict him.
As a result, he had been humiliated by these outsiders repeatedly in the past few days, and his face looked extremely ugly at this time.
“I’ve said before that I can’t guarantee what kind of people I can bring.
This kind of thing also requires voluntary participation. You can't let those who are afraid of death not be afraid of death, right?"
He was also angry when he mentioned this matter. If it weren't for these outsiders, he would never have fallen to this point.
If he had called over a bunch of Li family members the day before yesterday in the name of "acting" to come and "act" with him, a lot of people would have come to help.
But now, the story of the river god has been exposed, and his influence in the tribe is no longer as strong as before. It is already very good to have these elders who care about the younger generations come here.
Seeing that things were getting a little awkward, an old lady with an IV drip on her hand walked forward a few steps, looked at Xia Yiqian with an apologetic look on her face, and reached out to pat Xia Yiqian's hand, but was dodged.
The old lady didn't mind her attitude, but said in a pleading voice: "We old guys came here voluntarily, and we don't want our descendants to repeat the same mistakes.
My eldest grandson is only seven years old this year, and I don’t want him to live in the shadow all his life.
Please, could you please give it a try?
What the river god wants is the Li family bloodline. We are all of pure Li family bloodline. Both our parents and ancestors are members of the Li family. It’s just that now, after many generations, we are not as close as we used to be.
Our blood is so pure, maybe the river god will hate us even more?
Little girl, please, give it a try, what if it works?"
As a six thousand year old man, Xia Yiqian naturally had no sympathy for the old lady in front of him who was less than a hundred years old.
She just looks older than her. According to the principle of respecting the elderly, she would be at a disadvantage if she calls her ancestor.
Xia Yiqian was about to refuse expressionlessly, but when she looked up, she saw her agent standing behind the cameraman, with both arms raised high above his head, waving at her frantically with an anxious look on his face.
Xia Yiqian: ??? Don’t agree?
Xia Yiqian understood what was going on and was about to reply to the old lady when he saw Wu Zongzheng, who had not understood what he meant, holding up a writing board in his hand.
And on the writing board were clearly written four big words: "Don't disagree."
Xia Yiqian: ...
Is there anyone who waves it around like that? Who knows what it means?!
She sighed inwardly, thinking that her agent's ability to express himself might not be very good, but fortunately, the advice he had given her before had always been useful and should not harm her.
"You can try, but I can't guarantee success."
The old lady smiled immediately, "Girl, you are really kind.
Just try it, no matter whether we survive in the end or not, we won’t blame you.”
Kong Yanqing had seen many people like him, so he just gave a look to an assistant next to him.
The assistant among the staff came running over with a huge stack of papers, took out a piece of paper and handed it to the Li family.
“This is a disclaimer, and we hope you’ll sign it.
It's not that I don't trust your character, it's just to avoid disputes later."
As he spoke, he distributed the large pile of paper in his hand to the people from the Li family who came to offer sacrifices one by one.
After seeing the contents on the paper, the expressions on the faces of this group of old men and women were not very good.
They just wanted to make the Li family better, but they never thought of giving up their lives so easily!
One of them said, "We definitely won't go back on our word. Can we just not sign this?"