Chapter 014 Wishes
As the float passed by, the strong scent of cosmetics lingered in the wind.
Chen Xiao'er shook her head in a daze and picked up the bicycle from the ground.
Time to go down the mountain... That bride was about my age, right? Maybe even younger.
She clutched her chest, that tear beneath her bridal makeup…somehow, the sadness was too much to contain.
The videos on the blue planet and the various instructions on the red planet are intertwined with each other, urging the imagination to fabricate a series of dangerous stories.
I'm not a policeman, and my classmates and I are also afraid of danger, but - besides us, who else can help her?
There's nothing you can do about it. My parents want me to get married, so what right do outsiders have to interfere?
What if she wasn't? What if she was trafficked into the mountains?
How could it be such a coincidence?
What if?
"Xiao Ai, let's go down the mountain quickly."
Lin Lang rode over from behind, leaning on his bicycle.
Phew! Chen Xiao’e took a deep breath, smiled wryly, and pedaled. “Should we call the police after we get down the mountain? I just saw the bride crying.”
Call the police?
Lin Lang understood the literal meaning and shook his head: "It's useless."
"Yes, it's a family matter after all..."
"It's too late. She's dead."
"It's useless. Almost all the sacrifices are dead after the ceremony."
"Ah?!" Xiao'er missed a step and almost fell off the bicycle.
What does it mean to be dead?
Her eyes widened in horror, her mind conjuring up all sorts of horrific images: beatings, chains, babies being ripped out of bellies, pig pens...are the mountain villages on this planet so brutal?!
She hoped to see a joke on her classmate's face, but Lin Lang's eyes were very serious, with a matter-of-fact indifference.
Lin Lang explained somewhat helplessly, "This is a custom in the mountains. The chosen bride will bear many responsibilities after marriage that we can't even imagine, and she will die soon. Uh, do you want to intervene?"
"All major sects have sacrificial rituals. The chosen sacrifices may be possessed, devoured, or condensed into strange objects, and will not live long. Uh, do you want to intervene?"
At this point, Lin Lang was stunned for a moment: It seems that it can really be done, this big guy's superpowers are a natural counter to the followers of God.
The clues that maintain the connection between the believers and the "gods" should be classified as abnormal no matter how you look at it. The higher the level of the believers, the more serious the degree of alienation. Once a fight breaks out, the boss may even deprive them of their right to breathe.
As she thought about it, she suppressed a smirk and asked, "If you want to take charge, why don't we give it a try?"
Whether from the perspective of the human soul front or the perspective of the Glorious Church, these guys who worship gods indiscriminately are all enemies competing for resources.
If you can prevent a sacrifice ceremony or even destroy their base before school starts, you might even be rewarded.
Should we take care of it?
Chen Xiao'er's eyes widened, and after a few seconds she suddenly understood.
Although I am a weakling, my classmates are not!
This big guy fought hard with more than a dozen terrorists on the train. His martial arts skills are almost comparable to those in Kung Fu movies on Blue Planet. He can definitely deal with ordinary villagers with ease.
What to do if you encounter danger?
There is definitely danger, but Lin Lang also said that if the bride is not rescued, she will die soon.
The scales in my heart suddenly fell towards the side of "saving people".
She jumped off the bike and took out her cell phone from her bag.
The screen lights up, and both the battery and signal levels are at two bars, barely enough for communication.
According to the map division, the Changhe City Police and the United City Police only manage the corresponding urban areas, not the mountains at the junction.
Chen Xiao'er wanted to call the police, but found that she could not find the corresponding emergency phone number for this village, so she had to click on the email preset in her mailbox to be automatically sent after 24 hours.
The recipients were designated as the mother, the Changhe City police, the high school class teacher, and the Taoli University public mailbox.
[Hello, my name is Chen Xiao'e, and I'm a citizen of Changhe City.]
I've discovered local villagers suspected of human trafficking or forced marriage in the red circle in the [image]. My classmate Lin Lang and I are now attempting to intervene. If you see this email, it means we may be under the control of the villagers or even in danger. Please come and investigate. Thank you!
After editing the message, she hesitated while looking at the communication records.
Xiao Ai: Xiao Nuan, is it free now? I might be about to do something dangerous. If I don't contact you by this time tomorrow, please call the police for me.
Xiao Ai: [Image] I'm currently at the red circle, preparing to investigate the wedding in the mountains.
Beep.
【Xiao Nuan: OK (smile)】
Xiao Nuan doesn't seem too worried?
Chen Xiao'er felt a little relieved for some reason.
Yes, this place is not far from the big city. Maybe Lin Lang and I are too sensitive. Maybe there is a local custom of crying at weddings?
I have to find the bride and ask her first, otherwise there might be some misunderstanding.
Crash.
I swiped my finger across the screen and just as I was about to close it, I saw the name with a ※ at the top.
【Sister Lan】
If it was Sister Lan, she would care no matter whether what I did was dangerous or not.
I didn't tell her about my early trip to United Cities, so I should tell her now.
[Xiao Ai: Sister Lan, Sister Lan, I've already set off for the United Cities!]
Xiao Ai: Mom bought the tickets in advance. Just come back when you're done.
Kashasha
【Lan: Positioning.】
[Xiao Ai: [Picture] Red circle here, I will contact you again tomorrow morning
【Lan: I'll be there soon.】
~
Seeing this line of words, Xiao'er's mouth curled up.
Sister Lan will definitely arrive in United City in time.
If anything happened to me, she would definitely find me - the idea was a little naive, but she was so sure of it.
"Let's go and ask the bride first."
Xiao Ai raised her face and turned the car around.
…
Jingle bells, jingle bells.
The evening breeze lifted the layers of curtains, and the beads collided, making crisp sounds.
The noble sacrifice, supported by two believers, slowly walked into the tent surrounded by torches.
This tent is woven from a mixture of gold and silver threads, and its interior is smeared with ointments and "holy" oils, waiting for the noble gods of the abyss to descend upon it.
Brush, swish.
The two masked believers saluted simultaneously and then walked out backwards. The auspicious time had not yet arrived, and there were still many rituals to be completed outside.
The vines fell down with a rustle, and the jingling sound of the beads died down after a few seconds.
The girl sitting on the square wooden table shook her eyelashes, and a tear fell down her cheek, flushing out a bit of powdery white substance.
Tick.
A drop of white oil fell on the wool carpet beside the table, leaving a circle of black rust marks.
It hurts, it really hurts.
Zheng Lu's eyelashes trembled faster and faster, but her tongue was stuck to the middle of her palate by the spell and she couldn't move it at all.
Why is this happening?
The snow-white light bulb swaying above her head made her thick eye makeup blur into a dazzling bright color.
The pure white powder on her face concealed all emotions, and only the tear marks on the right cheek ruined her makeup.
Although the tear gland seal was loosening a bit strangely, it didn't matter, the believers would fill it in. Before the ritual was complete, they would trace the missing parts again and again.
The corners of the sacrifice's mouth were fixed at an angle by patterns resembling lotus petals, and it was always grinning, as if it was smiling with extreme happiness.
Zheng Lu wanted to cry, but she could only cry in her heart.
It turns out that everyone’s love for me is for a reason, and it has always been for a reason.
The soul is trapped in a body that is difficult to move, but the mind becomes more active.
She couldn't help but recall the teachings of "Father" and "Mother".
This is a world full of misfortunes, but everyone lives in a happy place.
The fact that everyone can live a happy life is entirely a gift from God.
The gods live far underground and are the core of the world, shining and radiating light for everyone.
Occasionally, the overflowing power is offered by devout believers, turning into warm flames, pure water, comfortable breezes, and sweet bread and rice.
God is so kind and great, so everyone should respect Him.
Daily prayers are essential, and in addition, we should thank the gods at every festival, every harvest, and every time we escape a disaster.
Everyone in the village needs to work hard to worship the gods, and only some favored children can live leisurely under the protection of their parents.
Zheng Lu is the happiest one among these children. She has received many gifts since she was a child. No matter what she wants to eat, play or learn, her parents will satisfy her.
I thought it was because she was smart, beautiful and had special talents, and that she could go to a big city to work hard in the future and bring more resources to everyone.
I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it—everyone wants me to die.
Why didn't my parents brainwash me from a young age? If I hadn't learned so much foreign knowledge, I wouldn't be so miserable.
Zheng Lu didn't know that her eyes, mouth, ears and heart must remain pure.
So no one ever scolded her, and those books and videos were also carefully selected and were as beautiful as fairy tales.
In fact, even the fear of death is simply instinctive. Zheng Lu's fear of death is simply a young person's fear of the eternal darkness in the story.
She didn't know how much pain this sacrifice would bring. After all, from childhood to adulthood, not even a needle had ever pierced her skin.
Perhaps the gods don't need this purity, but human believers have always liked to use human hearts to understand the gods. The rarer the offering, the more complicated the preparation, the more respect it expresses for the gods.
The tent was brightly lit, with candles and bulbs shining brightly.
However, Zheng Lu's eyes were misty, as if there was a layer of gray fog on her eyelids, and she could not see anything clearly.
The eyes cannot see, the tongue cannot move, the hands and feet cannot rotate flexibly... Under such extreme restrictions, this body desires freedom even more.
She prayed earnestly from the depths of her soul:
Oh, God, please listen to my wish.
The god Zheng Lu was begging at this time was not the one that "everyone" believed in. She didn't know that her vague prayers could not contact any existence in the abyss, and that praying in the morning and at night every day was a complete waste of time.
She thought that the God that everyone believed in had no specific image and was just a concept.
But aside from her, everyone in the village possessed specific statues, tablets, and even effective prayers. Only the noblest sacrifices needed no knowledge of these things; their "first encounter" with the gods occurred during the sacrifice, a kind of purity.
God.
She tried her best to straighten her back and "looked" at the blurry light that seemed to be flickering on a door curtain in the dim light.
If you are really as omniscient, omnipotent and kind as my father, mother and everyone else say, please let me live longer. I want to see the world outside.
bite.
The bell rang?
No, wait, what is that?
She tried her best to open her eyes, the restraints on her fingers were inadvertently removed, and even her tongue licked her lips flexibly.
Pure white light dispelled the dim mist, and a black-haired girl lifted the veil and walked towards her on gorgeous cashmere. The girl had clear purple eyes, and a gentle and compassionate glow flowed in them.
Is she... Is He the god that I and we worship?
The god raised his hand and touched her shoulder.
At that moment, Zheng Lu felt that her soul had never been so relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from deep within her body, and she no longer had to worry about being oppressed to death.
The girl's soft black hair brushed against her cheek: "Are you marrying willingly?"
The god asked softly.
So she bit her tongue and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I marry you voluntarily!"
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