However, the village chief changed it to feeding them dried meat for three days. This was done to limit the number of reporters and maintain a pure image.
The sacrificial ceremony was real. Nan Zuoyou saw the temple and entered the Mustard Seed World. Hmm, he could take himself out again, and actually, his older sister was just right. Three days after he arrived in the village, Sun Ce was again... unable to contain his excitement. He firmly believed in the power of the talisman and felt that the villagers would definitely take action on the day of the sacrificial ceremony. He was just waiting to reap the benefits.
Seeing that Yan Miao's attack had left him half-dead, the village chief finally became afraid. He dragged his partially paralyzed body forward with difficulty. "I know I was wrong. Please, let me go. We were all forced into this by him. You just said it yourself, he controlled me with the weight, our minds forced us to do this. He's the culprit, you should just kill him." "We're all innocent!" the village chief tried to cover up his evil deeds, but Yan Miao wouldn't listen. "He did control your minds with the talisman, that's true, but as I said..." Many villagers were gradually beginning to regain their own consciousness.
“The villagers also felt that killing their own people was cruel, but they were powerless to do anything about it and could only weakly voice their opposition.”
"You, the village chief, were the one who first proposed arresting outsiders and actually carried it out!"
"You are the first person in the entire Lan clan to awaken, and you also have the strongest sense of self. In fact, you can say that as long as you no longer believe in this so-called God, you can stop following her will and stop actively harming people!"
"Because you are a descendant of the Lan clan patriarch and Lan Cuoyou's nephew, you and she share the same blood, and your spiritual power far surpasses that of other villagers, which is why you were able to weaken the effect of the talisman."
"But even though you could have turned back, you still chose to kill. This is your own choice, and you have to bear the consequences of your own actions. Otherwise, how can you face those strangers who died!"
"Don't they have parents, children, brothers and sisters?"
Yan Miao exposed his hypocrisy.
"Yes, that's right. So many of our children have died; they should pay with their lives!"
"Yes, they must pay with their lives. All these years, I've felt an emptiness in my heart, but I couldn't remember anything... Now I finally understand, it was my poor child who was cruelly murdered when he was only eight years old!"
An elderly woman in her eighties, her body hunched over, was sadly wiping away tears.
His face was covered with wrinkles and his hair was white; he was too old to move, yet he had no children by his side.
It turns out that the "gods" harmed their own child!
You beast!
Her own precious child, whom she carried for ten months and gave birth to, was taken to the sacrificial altar and bled, and then...
"Their lineage is truly filled with utterly wicked people!"
"Why are our lives so miserable? We're the same kind of people as them."
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The villagers shouted angrily.
Some people had already picked up stones and were throwing them at the village chief.
The village chief couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the head, bleeding profusely. He lay on the ground, barely alive.
Seeing that the control had been lifted, Lan Da wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quietly run away, hiding anywhere he could!
Before he could take a step, a dark green vine pulled him back!
"You can't escape either..."
"Lan Da, you are even worse than the village chief! He is at least a native of the Lan ethnic group and Lan Cuoyou's nephew. It was under her influence that he started to harm people."
But what about you—
"The village chief tricked you into joining him, but you were even more ruthless than him. Don't you deserve to die?!"
It's just fate playing tricks on us.
Yan Miao felt sorry for his plight, but she didn't feel sorry for him at all.
Despite facing the same circumstances, Lan Cuicui's mother maintained her kind nature, a quality that remained unchanged until her death...
"I'm not from Lanzhou?"
"You're talking nonsense! You sow discord! I am a native of the Lan ethnic group, and I have dedicated my life to serving the Lan people. I have never done anything to harm the village!"
"They are foolish and ignorant, they do not understand the power of the gods!"
"Yan Miao, do you think your victory was glorious? If the god hadn't died and only his soul remained, you wouldn't have won at all. You would be the one who died today!"
"Since you won't let me leave, I'll fight you to the death!"
Filled with resentment, Lan Da pulled out the dagger from behind his back and charged forward.
Just as he was about to stab Yan Miao, she slapped him away, saying, "Do you think that just because you're more ruthless, you're more qualified than the village chief to be a messenger of the gods?"
"You're wrong. From beginning to end, he was just using you!"
"Haven't you noticed that you have absolutely no memory of anything before you were fifteen?"
You weren't mentioned at all in terms of memory, is that obvious? He also asked the village chief why he had no memory of anything before the age of 15, but the village chief... He was always vague, only saying that he accidentally fell and hit his head, which is why he kept fighting. That's because the village chief used the blessing left by Wang Cuiyou to erase your memory, making you believe that you were willingly working for the blueprint. Actually, well, you are just a couple from the town.
You are the youngest son of the couple who sell roasted nuts and seeds. You also have an older sister. Years ago, after arguing with your parents, you impulsively took a shortcut. Considering your family, and because your sister was close to you, she chased after you, and you wandered in by mistake. Coincidentally, at that time, the village chief had just conceived the idea of luring outsiders to perform sacrifices, and you delivered yourself to his doorstep. He originally intended to kill you, but seeing your ruthless spirit, he felt he could try, so he erased your memory.
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