Compared with the bloody and inhumane ritual process before, the "banquet" after the ceremony is obviously much more beautiful and joyful, if you can forget everything that happened before.
Zhong Le and Wu Zheng looked unhappy and said that they were too tired and wanted to go back to rest, but Aunt Lin shook her head and said that this was the rule and no one could leave early.
They had no choice but to stay here, watching the villagers gather together to sing folk songs and dance. The villagers' toes stepped on the blood and meat on the ground, leaving new marks with them.
"Eat something."
Qiongzhi handed each of them a piece of white pastry, which was similar to what they had eaten last night, but the pattern on it was much more delicate.
"I don't want to eat." Zhong Le shook his head, and so did Wu Zheng.
Qiongzhi sighed and passed the cake forward again: "Eat a little."
"Don't you feel disgusted?!" Zhong Le's mood was unstable. She slapped Qiongzhi's hand away, and the pastry fell to the ground.
Then she withdrew her hand in a daze, tears rolling down her cheeks, and she threw herself into Wu Zheng's arms, crying silently, her body shaking constantly.
Wu Zheng patted her on the back, shook his head at Qiongzhi, and made an apologetic gesture with his mouth.
Qiongzhi didn't care. He knew how much of an impact everything that happened today had on people, so he signaled Wu Zheng to take Zhong Le to the edge of the square to rest, which was farther away from the bloodbath.
Watching the two people walking away, Qiongzhi silently bent down and picked up the pastry on the ground, which was stained with dust and a little blood.
"Why are you alone?" A familiar voice sounded from behind him. Qiongzhi turned around and looked down to see Zhu Po with a hunched back.
Qiongzhi moved her lips a few times without saying anything. Zhu Po didn't care and just took a piece of cake from his hand.
Qiongzhi watched her put the cake into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it. "Xiaolin's cooking skills have always been very good. The Mountain God likes the cakes she makes very much. You will like them too."
She patted Qiongzhi's hand gently and said, "Try it. It's blessed by the mountain god. It's different from what they ate yesterday."
How did she know yesterday...?
Qiongzhi looked at her, her turbid yellow eyes were like the last rays of light in the evening, and her vitality was about to be swallowed by the darkness.
Zhu Po grabbed the wrist of his hand holding the cake and pushed the cake to his lips. Qiongzhi stared at those eyes and suddenly remembered that the statue of the mountain god in the Tianshan Temple, illuminated by candlelight, seemed to have a pair of eyes like this?
No, that's not right. The mountain god's eyes are pure golden yellow.
So, Zhu Po is only a "half-immortal"...
【Ahhh what are you doing! 】
[Damn you, don't eat it! Streamer, wake up!]
[Don't put it in your mouth! There's blood! Hey!]
[Honey, please don't do this. I'm so scared. Woohoo... I don't want to kiss you anymore!]
[Are you being controlled?! Are you crazy? Why are you eating that?!]
[Why didn't I see the person who said it was a first-person perspective come out and post comments? ]
[Really?! Where are those first-person perspective barrage teachers? I haven't seen their names in a while.]
In fact, there was no strong taste. The pastry was like boiled water. It became broken into pieces after a few chews. When it was swallowed into the stomach, Qiongzhi did not taste any blood at all.
Grandma Zhu looked at him with satisfaction, her eyes falling on the pocket of his clothes, "I carry it with me..."
It took Qiongzhi's slow brain a while to realize what she was referring to, and she nodded slowly.
"Follow me." Zhu Po's voice seemed to come from far away, like some kind of guidance from the horizon, at least that's how it sounded to Qiongzhi.
He felt very strange and couldn't help but look at Zhong Le and Wu Zheng in the distance. One of them was sobbing with his head down, and the other was also lowering his head as if trying to give advice. No one noticed him.
No one could pull him back.
So he dragged his heavy body to follow Zhu Po's footsteps. At this moment, he remembered the feeling he had in the mountain temple, a feeling of lightness and freedom.
Qiongzhi thought, he really needed to rediscover that feeling now. The continuous shocks had left him completely confused and disoriented. Perhaps the mountain god could help him sober up a little? He wanted to relax a little.
The villagers' laughter echoed in his ears, and their dancing steps were so light that Qiongzhi inexplicably envied them.
"It's from the Lin family." Granny Zhu brought the person to the house that Qiongzhi still remembered, "Hurry up and give them some pearl porridge."
The woman who had been feeding her mother looked up and saw the young man behind Grandma Zhu. Her eyes lit up and she quickly stood up: "I'll serve it right away."
Pearl porridge.
Qiongzhi approached the pot, where a simple brick stove sat, firewood burning. He lifted the lid, and a puff of hot white smoke brushed against his cheek, scalding it red.
The brown porridge was bubbling, and inside it lay a baby whose skin and flesh had been boiled to pieces, almost half of it melted into the porridge.
Holding a pearl, holding a pearl, isn’t the baby the pearl held in the mother’s oyster?
Qiongzhi's body maintained a normal physiological reaction to the porridge cooked by the baby and began to feel nauseous. He covered his cramping stomach, stepped back, turned around and began to dry heave, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
Seeing this, Grandma Zhu quickly signaled the woman to cover the pot, and patted Qiongzhi on the back: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't like this, there are many other ways."
Qiongzhi was retching uncomfortably, and finally she was coughing all the time, so she couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.
Just at this time, Zhong Le and Wu Zheng had recovered. Seeing him like this, they thought these people had done something to him, so they hurried over to separate him from the others.
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