When Qingchen realized that she had discovered it, he stopped hiding it from her.
"It's nothing serious that happened in the last few days, don't worry."
How could Shen Miao not be anxious? He had vomited blood. Who in their right mind would vomit blood? "Was it because of that skeleton leader? You said it was a superficial wound, but you actually suffered internal injuries, right?"
Besides this, Shen Miao couldn't think of anything else.
Qingchen was silent for a moment, then nodded. Shen Miao immediately felt flustered and sad. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why did you hide it from me? Has your injury never really healed?"
At this moment, Shen Miao hated that leader to the core, wishing she could dig him up again and whip his corpse a hundred times.
At the same time, she hated herself for not noticing sooner.
Qingchen coughed lightly and explained, "At the time, I thought it was nothing and would get better in a few days. I didn't know it would turn out like this."
"Lie down first, don't move around." Shen Miao pushed Qingchen onto the bed.
Qingchen was puzzled, so he had no choice but to sit down as she suggested.
Shen Miao used her supernatural abilities to heal him and temporarily stabilize his injuries, but they were not completely healed yet. She would still need to channel some of her supernatural abilities into him every day.
"There won't be a next time." Shen Miao withdrew her hand, a thin layer of sweat on her face.
Qingchen instantly understood her meaning, looked at her silently for a while, and then uttered a few words, "Thank you for your hard work."
Shen Miao wiped the sweat from her forehead and said coldly, "Your hard work now proves that you can still be saved. If this drags on any longer, no matter how hard I work, it will be useless."
Qingchen knew she was angry, so he didn't argue with her. He just quietly watched Shen Miao take his blood-stained shirt and leave.
Before going to bed that night, Shen Miao went to see Jiu Ying and talked about his spiritual power. She told him to relax and not to think too much, as they were now family.
No one would kick their family out.
Jiuying was deeply moved, but she still did not give up the idea of leaving.
...
The next day, despite Shen Miao's advice, Qing Chen went up the mountain with her.
As the sacrificial day approaches, the family needs to prepare sacrificial items, including live chickens and sheep. With the increase of their spiritual power, hunting these ordinary animals is no longer a difficult task.
They quickly prepared the sacrificial items.
On the day of the sacrifice, every household in the tribe brought their prey. Shen Miao followed Qing Chen and saw the tribe's sacrificial altar for the first time.
It was a platform made of earth, about three meters above the ground, with a pole standing in the center, from which hung a wooden human figure. Whether due to the carving technique or the style, the statue looked somewhat ferocious.
On the day of the sacrifice, all the orcs of the tribe gathered here, and the prey they brought filled the altar.
This year, the clan chief fell ill and stopped taking charge of affairs. He originally asked Qingchen to perform the sacrificial rites on his behalf, but Qingchen was also feeling unwell and declined. So the task fell to the cat-beastman.
At this moment, the cat-orc, carrying a huge bull's head, stepped up the stairs to the altar.
His expression was solemn like never before.
All the orcs below the altar stared intently at this scene. The cat-orc placed the bull's head on the altar and muttered some incantations. Then, an orc offered a bowl of fresh animal blood.
Once the cat-orcs have poured out the bowl of beast blood, the sacrifice is complete.
Just then, a sudden gust of wind rose from the ground, and sand and stones flew everywhere. The beastmen lost their footing and huddled together for support.
Because the cat-beastman was standing on a high platform and wearing a large priest's robe, he fell directly to the ground, and the bowl in his hand flew out with him.
Shen Miao had never felt so unlucky. She had just come to join in the fun, but the bowl that the cat-beastman threw out hit her directly on the head.
If she hadn't blocked it with her hand, her head would probably have been smashed open.
Warm, fresh animal blood was still splattered on her face, and a strong, fishy smell filled the air. Shen Miao couldn't hold it in, bent over, and vomited.
After she finished vomiting, she found herself in complete silence. Looking up in surprise, she saw everyone staring at her with strange looks, looks that were definitely not friendly.
Shen Miao knew that tribal rituals like these usually had all sorts of taboos and superstitions. Could it be that not being able to vomit was one of them?
Just as they were wondering, a sharp voice suddenly rang out, "It was her, she ruined our ritual! Heavens, the Beast God will no longer bless us, the tribe is about to suffer disaster, it's all her fault."
Shen Miao looked at the female beast who had spoken, and it was none other than Shuanghua.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes. This woman was always trying to smear her.
No fool would believe such a thing. Everyone saw what happened just now. If we have to find a culprit for this sacrifice, then we should blame the wind.
The sudden gust of wind was too inconsiderate.
Shen Miao thought that everyone would think that way.
However, she was wrong, terribly wrong.
After Shuanghua finished speaking, everyone became agitated and accused Shenmiao, demanding that she take responsibility for the sacrifice.
Shen Miao: "..."
"It has nothing to do with me..."
Amidst the condemnation from everyone, Shen Miao's defense seemed so pale and powerless.
Frost Flower smiled sarcastically and said in a sarcastic tone, "Chen Miao, stop trying to argue. It's because of you that the Beast God is angry. The Beast God even wants to smash you to death with a bowl."
Shen Miao composed herself and rationally analyzed, "If you're going to use this to convict me, then let me tell you, it's a matter of probability. Anyone standing here at the time, or anyone else standing next to me, could have been hit. I was just unlucky."
"The Beast God is punishing you, don't even think about making excuses!" Frostflower wouldn't listen.
She finally seized this opportunity, and today she's determined to kill Shen Miao here!
Frostflower began to list Shenmiao's crimes, even revealing that her body had been possessed by an evil god, otherwise her personality wouldn't have changed so drastically.
Furthermore, she is now making a very big move; her next step is to kill all the orcs in the tribe.
The Beast God's anger today is a warning to everyone, a warning that they can no longer harbor evil gods and must deal with her immediately!
"Uncles, aunts, and elders, we cannot let Shen Miao, a demoness who has become an evil god, ruin our entire tribe."
It must be said that Frost Flower's words were quite persuasive.
Many orcs were already furious, clamoring to get rid of Shen Miao and stop her from harming them. They wanted to kill her to appease the Beast God's anger.
An individual's anger is terrifying, but the anger of a group of people is even more terrifying.
Shen Miao was surrounded by all the orcs, her eyes filled with faces twisted with rage, and her ears filled with the cacophony of kill!
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