Chapter 1341 The Returnee's Notes 415
Some key events in the book remain unchanged. When Lianhua was seven years old, the area suffered a severe drought, and people starved to death everywhere. At that time, Sect Master Fang had already retired and was observing from the sidelines, leaving only Xie Ning and Lianhua in the Song residence.
People in this world seem to have forgotten that Lianhua was taken in as a disciple by an immortal, and that Lianhua was a reincarnation of a celestial child. Pointing to the red dot between her eyebrows, they say that this is the most suitable girl to be sacrificed.
If you offer a lotus flower as a bride to the river god, the river god will surely bring rain!
"Aunt Qingmiao, why must I die?"
Everyone else said it was her honor to marry the River God and to sacrifice herself for so many people. Only her mother and Aunt Qingmiao told her that it was not an honor, but just an excuse to kill.
With an excuse, it seems that one can avoid the pangs of conscience.
"Then can I kill them?" Seemingly finding the question unpleasant, Lianhua changed it again, "Since this is a good thing, can I let them be the bride? Hmm... the groom?"
No one said the river god was a man. What if she were a woman? Wouldn't sending her a handsome groom please her even more?
Madam Song was stunned. "Lian, Lianhua... my son, how could you...?" How could you utter such shocking words?
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. The result was the same, wasn't it?
"nature!"
Having received Xie Ning's affirmation, Lianhua's eyes shone brightly, making the red mole between her eyebrows appear even more vibrant. A seven-year-old child can't do much, but what if she is the core of this entire world in the book?
Xie Ning helped Madam Song up and led her step by step outside. Madam Song's steps were unsteady and her eyes were full of confusion, but her heart was burning hot, as if it were on fire.
She saw the girls in wedding dresses, tied to the giant pile of firewood, run down, and then men appeared on top of them—her husband, people she knew and didn't know—all of them were evil insects pushing the sacrificial girls.
Her daughter, floating in mid-air, truly resembled a celestial being. Of course, in the eyes of the bound men below, Lianhua was a demon.
Some cursed and some begged for mercy, but it was no use.
Lianhua tilted her head and said, "The River Goddess appeared to me in a dream and said that she likes handsome men. Although some of you are a bit ugly, I believe the River Goddess won't mind, right?"
Her eyes were still innocent, clear as the cloudless blue sky of today, and then a flame rose from her heart and landed on the firewood.
The flames grew stronger with each scream, and Xie Ning could also faintly hear gleeful laughter and soft sobs.
A woman in her early twenties frantically pushed through the crowd and staggered in. She grabbed her two younger sisters and burst into loud sobs. She was covered in bruises, from the beatings she had received while resisting earlier.
Behind her was Wang, the midwife, who was looking at Xie Ning with a smile on her face but tears in her eyes.
She remembered that her daughter had been burned to death.
Xie Ning felt that Madam Song's grip on his hand was getting stronger and stronger.
With Xie Ning's help, she stood up straight, her timidity gone, replaced by calm. Her eyes, which she turned to look at Xie Ning with a complex expression, were filled with emotion.
Xie Ning turned her gaze away from her surroundings and saw that all the men who had been there had disappeared.
"The world in this book is full of female ghosts, female ghosts from all over the world."
Madam Song's face turned ashen; her original dress had become an undergarment, and blood soaked through most of her body.
“Some of us died as sacrifices, some died in childbirth, some died drowning, some were plunged into darkness before they even opened their eyes to see the sunlight, some… We cycled through our short and painful lives day after day, unable to break free, until today we were finally freed from our shackles.”
Xie Ning looked away and then met Lian Hua's eyes, which shone like bright pearls.
Her body gradually dissipated, turning into specks of light.
A thousand layers of snow bloom in the clear pond at night, and the lotus heart receives ten thousand points of light. The lotus... Sect Master Fang had foreseen this day from the very beginning.
"Thud—"
A raindrop fell on Xie Ning's face, and then more and more raindrops fell. Someone brought her a raincoat and a bamboo hat; it was the same little girl from before.
Her face was covered in wounds, but her smile was exceptionally bright. "Sister, you're dressed too lightly. The raincoat I made is very sturdy and will definitely keep you dry in the rain."
Fang, the sect leader, who had appeared beside Xie Ning at some point, had also put on a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat.
The surrounding scenery gradually collapsed, and a road appeared ahead, the road that would take them away.
Xie Ning pushed Sect Leader Fang forward step by step, asking, "When did Auntie discover this?"
While Lianhua's actions today were certainly influenced by her teachings, they were even more so by the guidance of Sect Master Fang.
"I remember you told me that this book creates a world by reacting with a mirror." You could also call it an illusion, except that the ghosts in it are real.
"Yes, that mirror belongs to the Moon Gate."
Master Fang nodded. "The person who left this mirror left a way to break it from the beginning, which is to exchange it."
Perhaps they resisted in the process of breaking free from their constraints, but not thoroughly enough. They lacked affirmation, lacked someone to affirm their courage, and needed someone to tell them that they could do it too.
Why were they the ones who died?
Their resentment will ignite a fire in their hearts, burning everything away.
Xie Ning caught a drop of rain; it was salty and bitter, like a tear.
Finally, she saw the last sentence of this yellowed book: "Why not? My roots will spread to every corner of this world, even after I die."
This sentence wasn't specifically written for Xie Ning; it should be written for anyone who gets their hands on this book.
Sect Master Fang didn't understand what Yue Xin had done, and only frowned as he asked, "What does that mean?"
A message at the end of the book?
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