I Just Want To Be Quiet

"Okay, okay!" The crying bereaved sighed slightly after hearing the words, "The girl agreed, and I'm relieved."

She went on to say, "My Catalpa Village, originally, should be called Catalpa City."

"It's one of the twelve cities on the outer island of this day."

Twelve cities?

Fairy Yumeng was taken aback, this island, in the eyes of the outside world, within a radius of a few miles, it was impossible to accommodate the city. After they went to the island, although they found that the island was much larger than the outside world, they hadn’t seen any traces of the existence of the city along the way?

Besides, there are twelve cities?

"Tianwai Island is far away from the mainland. Although snakes and insects breed on the island, sea beasts often invade the sea, it is difficult to reclaim, but it is still a peaceful life and work." The crying widow coughed and said tremblingly, "But long, long, long ago...ours Our ancestors have encountered real trouble."

"Ghost tide."

"Every ten years, the ghost tide erupts, and it is almost horrible."

"Even the capital of our twelve cities, Jidu, was directly destroyed in the third wave of ghosts."

"For this, our ancestors tried every means."

"Finally, under the recommendation of a passing stranger, they thought of a way... to sacrifice to the immortal."

"I worship a boy every year, and when the ten-year period comes, when the ghost wave erupts, the entire island will be avoided."

"Given the remaining city and population at that time, this requirement is not high."

"So, passed on from generation to generation, and that's how it passed."

"But I don't know when the rules suddenly changed."

"The ritual has changed from a one-year interval to half a year, then three months, and then another month..."

Hearing this, Fairy Yumeng frowned, offering sacrifices by living people, which is not particularly unusual. There are many ways of offering sacrifices of flesh and blood to drive demons.

However, according to the crying widow, all the people living on the island are mortals, and there are no monks.

It is not so easy for mortals to communicate with demons and ghosts through sacrifice rituals!

Yes, Fairy Yumeng certainly didn't believe in what kind of fairy the Tianwaidao sacrificed.

Not to mention that the immortals are all ascended existences. For so many years, she has never heard of the ascending immortals, but they can still contact the lower realm.

Even if they can be contacted, what would they do to find a mortal on such a remote island?

She frowned and asked, "This sacrifice is the funeral held today?"

The crying widow wanted to speak, but she had to cough violently for a while. She coughed heartbreakingly, as if she was about to cough up her lungs.

For a long time, the cry of the widow’s aura was obviously defeated by a few points, and then he barely stopped, and said weakly: "Although the sacrifice was carried out, but I don’t know why, the twelve cities are still cursed one by one, and one after another...We Zi Before the accident, the city was a big city second only to Jidu. Although the city masters of the past have tried their best to save themselves, they have fallen step by step...Now, only the village of Catalpa is left."

"Now, every five days in the village, there is a sacrifice."

"Both men and women, regardless of age, family draw."

"Therefore, there are fewer and fewer people in the village, and more and more vacancies."

"If this goes on, Azusa Village will be wiped out..."

"Since it is a sacrifice, why use the form of holding a funeral?" Fairy Yu Meng muttered, "Moreover, since the island has a long-term habit of offering sacrifices, isn't there someone who specializes in this matter?"

The crying widow said with a weak breath: "I heard that there were special priests in the past, but since the rules were changed, they have all disappeared...but there are still a few things that the priests used before."

"This comb is one of them."

As she said, she took out a comb inlaid with gold from her sleeve.

After Fairy Yumeng saw it, her pupils shrank slightly: Magic weapon!

This turned out to be a magic weapon!

Although I don't know its specific effects, I can feel that this comb is filled with extremely majestic power.

A mortal cannot use the slightest amount of this kind of power...How can this comb be mastered by this mere mortal village?

She almost couldn't control it and wanted to reach out and grab it right away, thinking that she hadn't finished inquiring about the origin of Zi Village, and there were other questions that the woman needed to solve, so she reluctantly suppressed it and signaled the crying widow to continue.

The crying widow seemed to be unable to even hold a comb. It took a while to put it away, and continued sadly: "In short, the Twelve Cities back then, now we are in the village of Catalpa. "

"Then the rules in the village now..." Fairy Yu Meng tentatively asked, "Is it passed down before?"

The crying widow shook her head slightly. She seemed to be very tired. This sentence was light and slow: "It was the village chief who received instructions from the immortal during the sacrifice and made it. The girl should not try to violate the rules, because someone who violates the rules, It never ends well."

She suddenly smiled weirdly, "Including, divulging the secrets of this village."

As soon as the voice fell, Fairy Yumeng's pupils suddenly shrank: I saw countless dark spots quickly appearing on all the exposed skin on the face of the crying widow and the back of the hand.

In the next moment, the spot where the black spot appeared quickly withered and rotted, and gurgling pus and blood began to flow!

At this time, the crying widow still had a faint breath.

Seeing that her fate was not long before, Fairy Yumeng hurriedly asked one last question: "Does the immortal sacrificed in the village have a name?"

She didn't believe that this so-called immortal was a soaring immortal god, and 80% of it was a monk with a profound cultivation base, pretending to be a ghost here! Although the other party's methods are secretive, there is a plain and innocent legend on the island. This is a big disciple standing at the top of the Panya Realm. As long as you know the other party's details, there must be a means to deal with it.

"Fairy taboo... curse!" said the crying widow struggling, and then, the rotten skin and flesh on her body began to fall off piece by piece.

Soon, all the flesh and blood fell out, leaving only the bare skeleton, but it still maintained the posture of kneeling toward the shrine, unable to kowtow.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Yumeng was only slightly surprised, but after realizing that she was okay, she immediately laughed easily.

In fact, even if the crying bereaved is not dead now, after listening to the other party about the village, she is not going to let the other party live.

Of course, bad things may happen to the villagers in this village.

Therefore, Fairy Yu Meng wouldn't do anything personally, and she brought them to help kill the mouth during those two aura training periods outside.

Yesterday, she falsely passed Su Zhentian's order to let San Xiu go to mourning, be a drummer, and carry the coffin... It must be hidden from Qiao Ciguang, Shi Wanli and others.

But now, she has become the only one among the outsiders who has mastered the secrets of Azusa Village. As long as she uses this as a bargaining chip, she will be able to prevent Su Zhentian and the Ryuran Dynasty from moving her!

"People in the village will die if they tell this secret." Looking at the skeleton of the crying widowed, Fairy Yu Meng calmly analyzed, "Moreover, death is very frightening compared to mortals."

"So no one dare to say."

"Qiao Ciguang and Shi Wanli claim to be righteous, and the village's rules are not to hurt the villagers. They have no way to know the secrets of the village."

"If you want to know the origin of the village, you can only pass through me!"

"And want me to tell this secret..."

"That's easy."

"As long as you protect me from leaving here peacefully, and if you meet a chance, you can divide me by half!"

Thinking of this, Fairy Yumeng smiled and stretched out her hand to take the magic comb from the crying widow’s sleeve, but when she started her hands, thinking of the horror of looking up at the idol behind the curtain, she paused and reluctantly gave up on this. idea.

"This so-called immortal called'curse' may be vulnerable to Su Zhentian's eyes, but for my casual cultivator who lacks a complete inheritance, I'm afraid that ghosts are hard to guard against." Fairy Yu Meng secretly said in her heart, "I still don't want to. It’s good to take the risk, first go to Su Zhentian to negotiate a deal with Ryugan Dynasty, and then arrange for other casual cultivators to pick it up and let them take the magic weapon with them for a period of time. After that, there is no problem, and I will get it back."

Thinking of this, she slapped two decisive shots to cover the comb, and then turned and left.