Su Deng: "..."
How could she forget about the live stream?!
Grass!
Luckily, she's a newcomer!
"See you later?" Su Deng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and her voice turned cold. "You've been following me."
“The area is just this one village, it’s only so big, you see each other all the time, how can you say it’s tracking?” Liu Sangua bent one leg and stepped on the edge, rested his left elbow on his knee, propped his head up with his hand, and said slowly and deliberately, “Besides, didn’t you receive the notification that players can form alliances in this instance?”
Su Deng: "..."
Is there?
She instinctively opened the system.
A notification pops up: "The Ancient Village Festival" is a five-player dungeon. Players can investigate alone or form alliances to help each other. We wish you a pleasant survival experience.
Su Deng: "..."
What's the point of having this damn system?
"How about it?" Liu Sangua asked her, "Shall we form an alliance?"
"Not interested."
This person is too strange. Su Deng didn't want to deal with him anymore. After regaining her senses, she said coldly, opened the door, went inside, and closed the door in one go, even drawing the curtains.
"hehe……"
Liu Sangua chuckled softly a few more times, then got up and left.
Xiuxiu didn't come back to cook until after 4 p.m.
A wood-fired cooking pot.
Su Deng went to help her, carefully choosing her words, and asked calmly, "Don't the police care about the live human sacrifice ceremony held in the village?"
“What you told Aunt Li and the village secretary today was all lies, wasn’t it?” Xiuxiu asked instead of answering. “Your parents aren’t even from our village. You’re just here to investigate this matter, aren’t you?”
Su Deng paused, meeting Xiu Xiu's pure, innocent, and earnest gaze, and found herself unable to utter the lie that was on the tip of her tongue.
"Don't worry, I won't betray you." Xiuxiu's eyes crinkled into a smile, then she sighed again, "The festival in Yaocun has existed since ancient times. In the past, it was just a procession of effigies to appease the gods and evil spirits, but it has gradually become a traditional local custom, and it is held with the approval of the higher authorities..."
She said that everything had returned to normal, the village was back to normal, and the annual festival held on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month had become a lively custom, and everyone had forgotten what had happened before.
However, in the past two years, eight people under the age of 25 have died in the village. After discussion, the village decided to restart the practice of human sacrifice.
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