After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 988 You've lost weight

After Xiao Se asked this question, his heart was pounding and his mouth felt a little dry out of fear.

She grabbed the water from the bamboo tube and took a sip.

The water in the bamboo tube was slightly cold, sliding from her mouth into her throat and into her stomach, making her whole body shiver, as if she heard the coldness of hearing the flower-year-old priest say, "You have lost weight."

Could she be sick?

She quietly touched her wrist to check her pulse, but there was nothing. She was very well. She didn't even have a cold, nor was she terminally ill.

The face of the flower-year-old priest is still smiling. This smile looked bleak and joyful before, but now it feels cold to the bone.

Xiao Se squeezed the water in the bamboo tube tightly and forced out a smile as if nothing happened: "Hua Sui Sacrifice, if you have anything to say, just say it."

It's really scary to say half words and leave half words like this.

The flower-year-old priest sighed softly: "You have lost weight!"

It's this sentence again!
Xiao Se is going crazy. If you just say what's wrong with me, I'm fine. It's scary if you keep saying these three words like this.

Even if you say that I have a terminal illness now, I won't be afraid.

In fact, these three words were so unknown that it made her bones run cold.

Xiao Se pretended to be calm and looked at the flower-year-old priest quietly: "Then what?"

"Eat more." The smile of the flower-year-old priest has always been there, "Just tell me what you want to eat and let Aye and the others do it."

These words made Xiao Se's hair stand on end. If a doctor said this to a patient, it meant that the patient was hopeless. He hoped that the patient could eat and drink well in the remaining days and leave without any regrets.

Xiao Se responded dully: "Yeah, okay, I understand."

Not right either.

Aye and the others were taught their craftsmanship by themselves. If they wanted to eat delicious food, they could just make it themselves. Why would they let Aye and the others cook it for themselves?

Thinking of this, Xiao Se approached Huasui Sacrifice and asked in a low voice: "Hua Sui Sacrifice, did the gods have any instructions?"

The Hua Sui Priest didn't say anything immediately, and turned his gaze from Xiao Se to the singing and dancing tribesmen.

At this time, the smile of Huasui Sacrifice lost the kindness and kindness just now, and instead had a layer of sadness.

The desolate heart sank slightly.

The guy next door to Mala, is it possible that the god has taken a liking to him and wants him to be sacrificed to the sky?

That's really outrageous. It's so outrageous to open the door to outrageous things.

I am not from this era, how can I offer sacrifices to heaven?
Xiao Se panicked for a moment, and his heart shrank inward inch by inch. His frozen heart was covered with layers of snow and frost, and slowly shrank back, feeling completely cold.

No, calm down, calm down!

Xiao Se held her cold fingertips, took a deep breath, and combined what she said to the Hua Sui Priest yesterday and what she said to the Hua Sui Sacrifice now, she seemed to have some ideas.

The Hua Sui Priest said that the God forbade her to talk about the drought. If she did, she and Ye Feng might sacrifice to the Heaven, so the Hua Sui Sacrifice could only watch with cold eyes, but could not warn her.

And Hua Sui Sacrifice did it without reminding him, and just looked at the entire lively Qinglong tribe with a smile.

It's the same now. Huasui Priest didn't tell him a single word, he just said that he had lost weight.

What does losing weight mean?
Xiao Se looked at the singing and dancing tribesmen, looked at his weak and strong body, and listened to their sweet voices, and she slowly came up with an idea.

Being thin means that your body is unhealthy, it means that you can't jump around, and it means that you will not live long, so the Hua Sui priest said that you should eat more.

Being thin also represents the difference between living people and dead people. Living people will become fat if they can eat while they are alive, while dead people will lose weight when they turn into bones after death.

Is that right?

Xiao Se's face was solemn, he looked at Hua Sui Sacrifice, and lowered his voice: "I was chosen by the gods to offer sacrifices to heaven?" Hua Sui Sacrifice seemed not to have heard, without any expression or movement, not even looking at Xiao Se. Just watching the happy tribesmen quietly.

Xiao Se followed the gaze of the Hua Sui Priest and looked at the tribesmen dancing around the bonfire. Listening to their cheerful voices, she felt cold all over her body.

What a fuck.

If she is really a goddess, if she is really a goddess who has descended to earth and experienced calamities, when she returns to heaven, she will definitely grab the god, beat him up, and then kick her down to the ninth level, so that she can experience the sadness now. situation.

Unfortunately, she is not a goddess, and there is no heaven in this world.

Floods require humans to sacrifice to heaven, and droughts also require humans to sacrifice to heaven.

A Tai and A Xue, myself and Ye Feng!
Xiao Se, whose whole body was cold, did not turn around to look at the Hua Sui Festival, but asked directly: "Am I the only one who has lost weight? Has Ye Feng lost weight?"

The flower-year-old priest slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Se: "You have lost weight."

Only you lose weight, only you offer sacrifices to heaven, is this what you mean?

Xiao Se didn't say anything anymore, he just looked at Hua Sui Sacrifice quietly.

The flower-year-old priest also looked at Xiao Se quietly without saying a word, and the look in her eyes did not change at all. It was hard to tell whether she sympathized with Arthur or was reluctant to part with him.

At this moment, Xiao Se felt that Huasui Priest was the most cold-blooded and ruthless person in the whole tribe.

She knew everyone, but she didn't stop them. She just watched everyone quietly, acting out her miserable life in front of her.

Xiao Se sneered and looked away.

She was filled with sadness, she just wanted to live, why was it so difficult.

She has been working hard to live, even if she lives for one more year.

If she died due to illness, she had no complaints.

But she died as a sacrifice to heaven. Her anger was as continuous as the Yellow River and could not be stopped.

The more Xiao Se thought about it, the angrier she became. The anger in her heart rose to the sky. She stood up with a bang. Because she stood up too quickly, the stool was brought down by her, and her heel was scratched when it fell to the ground.

This kind of pain instantly made Xiao Se's eyes red and filled with tears.

The Hua Sui Priest watched the whole process without saying a word.

Ah Cha, who heard the noise, rushed over and looked at the tearful Xiao Se, and was startled: "Arthur, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Ah Cha, whose face was full of anxiety and concern for him, Xiao Se felt aggrieved and didn't want her to know the truth. He just raised his feet and murmured softly: "My feet were scratched by the stool."

Ah Cha hurriedly knelt down on the ground, lifted Xiao Se's feet onto his lap, looked at her heels, and said distressedly: "Ah, the skin was scratched and bleeding. Fengsheng, you go get the medicine box."

The singing and dancing tribesmen had already kicked off their stools in Xiao Se, stopped with a noise, and anxiously ran over to care for her.

Seeing Xiao Se's heel being torn and bleeding, I felt heartbroken.

Fengshou ran back and brought the medicine box: "Here it is."

When he said this, he opened the medicine box. Ah Cha expertly disinfected Xiao Se, applied medicine, and bandaged it. His tone was extremely distressed: "It's all the stool's fault. Arthur, don't sit on that stool. I'll ask Mushi to give it to you again." You can buy a new stool so that you can sit alone and your feet will never be scratched."

Mushi in the crowd quickly responded: "Okay, okay."

The tribesmen also expressed their joy. No matter what Arthur needed, they could do it for her.

Xiao Se looked at the Hua Sui Priest, and she was still the same as before, smiling and kind.

But her smile really made Xiao Se unhappy.

(End of this chapter)