Chapter 90 Sacrifice

Qing'er twitched the corners of her mouth and picked up a piece for Li Lianhua as well. "Hmm~, come on, you can try some too."

Li Lianhua happily picked up his chopsticks, put the meat from the bowl into his mouth, chewed it, and his expression instantly froze. This... this is what he made?

Qing'er looked at Li Lianhua's expression and chuckled inwardly, but asked with concern, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Li Lianhua swallowed the meat in her mouth with difficulty, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Cough cough, this taste... is quite unique." Qing'er burst out laughing. "Haha."

Li Lianhua looked at her with a wronged expression, "Qing'er~"

Qing'er coughed lightly. "Ahem, I'm not laughing at you, I just thought of a joke."

Li Lianhua looked at Qing'er quietly, "What joke is so funny? Tell me about it."

Qing'er's eyes darted around. "There's this guy who cooks terribly, and his friend forced himself to eat it so as not to discourage him. He ended up throwing up for three days straight." Li Lianhua's lips twitched. "Qing'er, are you implying something about me?" Qing'er quickly waved her hand. "How could I?" Then she added, "Huahua, you're better suited to enjoying life. You shouldn't do such tiring things anymore. I'll feel bad if you get tired." So, maybe you shouldn't do cooking. Of course, she didn't say the last part aloud.

Li Lianhua: ...Although it tastes a bit bad, it will definitely taste good if he makes it a little more.

That's what he thought, but he decided to remove all the dishes now, because, well, these dishes weren't really suitable for them.

More than a month later, Li Lianhua and her group had not encountered a town for five days. Not to mention a town, they hadn't even encountered a village. They hadn't looked at the route when they came out; they had just wandered around randomly.

"Huahua, how long do you think it will take before we find a village?" After so many days without encountering anyone, Qing'er couldn't help but ask. Were they really that far off the beaten path? She could actually use her divine sense to scan the area, but when you're out having fun, that wouldn't be fun.

"Hmm? Qing'er is bored?" Li Lianhua paused in his tea-drinking. Could it be that Qing'er is getting tired of spending time with me? Is she starting to feel bored?

"No, how could I be bored with Hua Hua?" Qing'er had a feeling that if she said she was bored, Li Lianhua would definitely cause trouble. She didn't know why she had this feeling, but this answer was definitely the right one.

Li Lianhua sighed inwardly with a hint of regret. He had been thinking that if Qing'er got bored, they could spend more time together to deepen their relationship. However, hearing this made him quite happy.

If Qing'er knew what he was thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes at him. What is he thinking about all day long?

Three days later, they finally came across a small mountain village. They stopped when they were almost at the village entrance and put away the lotus pavilion.

"Such a remote place, with villages, must be completely isolated from the world," Qing'er said, standing outside the village entrance and looking at the village in front of her.

Just as Li Lianhua was about to answer Qing'er's question, she heard a loud noise coming from the village.

"No! Please, please let Xiao Xiang go!" a man's voice cried out in anguish, filled with despair and pleading. Accompanying this were the sobs of a woman, "Waaah~," and a chorus of curses and insults.

Li Lianhua and Qing'er exchanged a glance and then stepped into the village.

"Xiao Hua, stop being so stubborn. This is a good thing. Xiao Xiang is going to serve God." A slightly older voice spoke up.

"Yes, yes, we mustn't be late. What will we do if the heavens punish us?"

"Lin Hua, get out of the way! There are over 100 people in our village. Can you take responsibility if something happens to us?"

When Li Lianhua and her group arrived, they saw a large crowd gathered there. A woman was tied to a pile of firewood, and a man was blocking a group of angry people in front of her.

"Pull him away, the time is almost up!" someone shouted. No sooner had he shouted than others rushed forward and pulled the man away.

"No!" Lin Hua struggled desperately, but it was obviously no use.

The bound woman's eyes were filled with terror as she struggled incessantly. Lin Hua's face was filled with grief; it was all his fault for being useless and unable to protect Xiao Xiang.

"Stop!" Li Lianhua shouted. Only then did the others notice Qing'er and Li Lianhua.

Who are these two?

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

An elderly man stepped forward, his expression serious, and said, "You two are from out of town, aren't you? Our village has important matters to attend to right now, so we hope you won't meddle. Either leave, or stand aside and don't say a word."

"Is the important thing to burn people alive?" Qing'er said with a sneer.

The old man calmly said, "Every three years, our village sacrifices a woman to the heavens in order to pray for good weather and abundant harvests. This year it's Xiao Xiang's turn. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors and cannot be changed."

Qing'er crossed her arms and sneered, "Sacrificing living people, if God knew, he would probably want to strike you all dead even more."