Konoha Hypocrite

At this time, Xiaojiao absentmindedly returned to the room in the center of the village.

There were no lighting facilities such as oil lamps in the room, only a simple wooden table, four wooden stools and a bed covered with hay.

In the darkness, Xiaojiao used his memory to get on the bed. He sat on the bed with his legs curled up, quietly looking at the sky outside the window in a daze.

What he experienced today was a bit too nerve-wracking, and Xiaojiao couldn't tell whether he was angry or afraid.

The rooms in the village are all close together, and usually at this time there would be strange moaning sounds everywhere.

But the village was surprisingly quiet today.

Time passed bit by bit, and the chaotic thoughts in Xiaojiao's mind gradually calmed down, and a ray of doubt came to mind.

Father and others discussed the matter, why should Xiaoyu be kept.

Is it to rescue the little fish?

They won't do anything to the little fish.

Thinking of the virtues of the men in the village, Xiaojiao thought of this inexplicably.

No, as long as my father is here, he will not allow others to do such a thing.

Out of trust in his father, Xiaojiao shook his head violently, trying to get the thoughts out of his mind.

But somehow, this thought stuck deep in my heart like a thorn.

In the dim room, Xiaojiao couldn't stop thinking.

What if.

After all, with Xiaoyu's current situation, he probably won't be able to work in the future and won't be able to help himself in life.

Father may not let Xiaoyu marry him.

The only value of a small fish may be reproduction.

To Xiaojiao, Xiaoyu was his childhood sweetheart's first love, and no one could bear this kind of thing.

I saw the little horn sitting on the bed getting up unexpectedly, carefully leaving, and heading outside.

The journey that usually takes two to three minutes took Xiaojiao more than ten minutes.

When they were about to approach the open space at the edge of the village, they finally heard a sound of movement.

But there was no sound of anyone speaking.

Didn’t you say we wanted to discuss it?

Xiaojiao was even more confused. He came to the corner and slowly poked his head out.

Suddenly, Xiaojiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a dozen torches standing in the open space, and someone had inserted wooden stakes into them at some point.

At this time, the little fish was tied to a wooden stake and his mouth was stuffed with animal fur.

As for the people in Dajiao by the river, they all looked indifferent and silently carried firewood back and forth and placed it under the wooden piles.

This is not the first time Xiaojiao has seen this kind of scene.

In the past, after catching large beasts in the village, they would often put the beasts on wooden stakes and barbecue them.

Now the scene reappeared, but it was the woman he loved being tied to a stake.

Why?

In front of the wooden pile, Big Horn by the river looked at the little fish calmly, without any pity in his eyes.

At this moment, Dajiao by the river noticed that a villager who was making firewood was winking at him.

He immediately looked back.

I saw a thin figure standing there quietly in the darkness.

But the extremely familiar outline still made Dajiao by the river recognize who the person was at a glance. He immediately strode up to meet him and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?"

Xiaojiao stared straight at the struggling and twisting little fish tied to the stake, opened his mouth, then stiffly raised his head to look at his father with a gloomy face, and said hoarsely:

"What... what are you doing..."

Dajiao by the river looked at his son's appearance, and his heart softened. He took a deep breath and said softly:

"We need to sacrifice her to the Mountain God, so that we can survive here safely under the protection of the Mountain God."

Sacrifice?

It was the first time Xiaojiao heard this word, but considering Xiaoyu's situation, he instantly understood the meaning of sacrifice.

As for the mountain god mentioned by his father, it can only be the owner of the stone hand he saw tonight. That should be the hand of the mountain god.

Xiaojiao's face suddenly turned pale, he stared at Bigjiao by the river in disbelief, and said hoarsely:

"Why her? Didn't you promise me?"

The big horn by the river avoided the little horn's gaze and looked at the small fish tied to the wooden pile that was twisting and saying:

“She is the only person who has met Lord Mountain God.

And it seems that Lord Mountain God should be very satisfied with her. "

Hearing this, Xiaojiao turned his head with difficulty and looked at Xiaoyu as well.

"Woooooo..." Perhaps Xiaoyu still remembered Xiaojiao in his subconscious mind. When Xiaojiao looked over, he struggled even more.

Xiaojiao's eyes turned red, he slowly lowered his head, knelt on the ground with a plop, gritted his teeth and said:

"Father, please don't sacrifice the small fish to the mountain god.

I will work hard. When I become a great warrior, I can still protect everyone. "

Unexpectedly, Dajiao by the river shook his head firmly and said:

"There is no room for negotiation on this matter. Lord Mountain God can easily kill Shi Sangyan.

Even a samurai cannot do this easily.

That's a god. "

"How can we keep her?" Xiaojiao asked unwillingly.

However, Dajiao by the river no longer has the patience to continue to persuade his lost son in this situation. After all, the surrounding villagers are secretly paying attention to this place.

But when I saw Dajiao by the river, his face turned cold and he scolded: "Go back."

Xiaojiao was still kneeling on the spot, unmoved.

Just when Dajiao by the river was about to ask someone to put Xiaojiao back, Xiaojiao seemed to suddenly have an idea, stood up silently, turned around and walked towards the village.

Seeing Little Corner's lonely back gradually disappearing into the darkness, Big Corner by the river couldn't help but sigh deeply, and then continued to direct the villagers to prepare for the sacrifice.

It was also the first time that so-called sacrifices were arranged in Dajiao by the river.

I don't know if the mountain god in my heart will be satisfied with Xiaoyu as a sacrificial object.

But apart from Xiaoyu, it seems that no better replacement can be found.

For this small village, men are an indispensable resource.

Adult women basically have extraordinary relationships with men in the village.

Once they are chosen, some people will be more or less dissatisfied.

He will age, and there is a risk of disability and death every time he hunts.

If something happens to me in the future, there is no guarantee that those with resentment will not add insult to injury.

There are no laws and regulations that restrict people here. Whoever has the strongest fist has the right to speak.

And those underage women also have the value of childbearing and simple labor.

On the other hand, it is Xiaoyu. When she goes crazy, she will only waste the food in the village and needs human help to take care of her. She is a complete burden.

What's more, based on the analysis of Xiaoyu's situation when he came back, it is very likely that Xiaoyu has already received the favor of the mountain god.

Taken together, choosing small fish as a sacrifice is considered the best choice.

As for the child Xiaojiao...

If you arrange a woman for him after a while, he will forget about it before long.

However, what Dajiao by the river did not expect was that Xiaojiao did not return to his room when he entered the village, but went straight through the village.

In front of the dark and deep forest.

Xiaojiao turned around and looked in the direction of Xiaoyu.

Even if there were buildings in the village blocking his view, he still seemed to be able to see Xiaoyu, who was covering his face with fear.

After a brief glance, Xiaojiao turned his head, his gaze firmer than ever before.

"I will definitely save you."

After saying that, Xiaojiao plunged into the forest and followed the route in his memory, detouring towards the mountain peak.

The reason why Xiaojiao didn't continue to beg his father just now.

It was because he knew that he was not enough to make his father change his mind.

The only one who can save the little fish.

The only object of sacrifice in the village was the mountain god whom only Xiaoyu had ever seen.

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