Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 213 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (3)

After continuing for a short distance, she saw her current residence.

It was a tall stilted building located in the deepest part of the village. There were no neighboring houses around it, and it looked like a solitary building.

The building body is made of solid logs, and after years of baptism, it shows a deep tan color.

Bamboo strips are cleverly used to weave and reinforce the wooden beams of the stilted building, forming a unique network structure.

This structure not only enhances the stability of the building, but also gives it a unique artistic beauty.

Under the sunlight, the bamboo strips shone with a faint luster, forming a sharp contrast with the dark brown color of the wood, making it a little more agile.

On the other side of the stilted building, several towering old trees stand quietly, with lush branches and leaves, blocking part of the scorching sun from the stilted building. The wild flowers under the trees are blooming, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Saint, please go upstairs."

Just when Jiang Qiucheng took the time to observe his surroundings, the girl who was leading the way made an inviting gesture sideways, gesturing for her to go upstairs.

"Ah...oh, okay."

Jiang Qiucheng came back to his senses, agreed with some guilt, and walked up the steps.

"You've worked hard today. You can rest early later. I'll go back to help first."

Seeing that Jiang Qiucheng had been sent back to the building smoothly, the girl who led the way finished speaking with a smile on her face, then bent down and prepared to leave sideways.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiucheng hurriedly called the other party according to the name in his memory.

"Yunli!"

The girl called Yunli turned around and looked at Jiang Qiucheng with some confusion.

"Does the saint have any other instructions?"

Looking at the other party's sincere eyes, Jiang Qiucheng touched his cheek sheepishly and asked.

"Well, I want to know, what month is it now?"

Although she knew it was stupid to ask this question, she couldn't get in touch with others at the moment. Instead of asking those who seemed more difficult to deal with, she might as well ask the peer next to her who seemed to be relatively easy to get along with.

She had to know the date before she could judge how many days she had left to struggle with.

"Today is April 16th. On the 16th of every month, we pray in the village. Have you forgotten such an important time?"

No wonder Yun Li was confused. From her perspective, Jiang Qiucheng had been consciously isolated from everyone by the priests in the village since she was chosen to be a saint. Apart from the most basic conversations, they had no communication with each other. I said a few words.

But in Yunli's impression, Jiang Qiucheng has always been very serious about these things, even hard-working. In order to be able to perform the blessing dance well, he practiced day and night, and did not dare to slack off at all. There was no reason why he could not remember it accurately. Time to pray?
Seeing this situation, Jiang Qiucheng suddenly became a little nervous. It was just now that she was confused and forgot about this matter.

Fortunately, she knew that the original owner had not had much in-depth communication with these people. She might be able to get over many things by just being careless.

It just so happens that we can take this opportunity to pave the way for the future.

Her expression changed. It was hard to tell whether she was sad or lonely, and her tone became a little forced.

"Of course I know this. How can I forget something I have to do every month?"

"But you also know that my birthday is May 16th, and there is only one month left from now." "I was in a daze for a moment. I didn't expect this time to fly by so fast..."

Hearing this, Yunli's face suddenly showed a look of sympathy. She was a child who grew up in a village. Naturally, she knew the reason for this incident very well.

When she was young and ignorant, she secretly envied Jiang Qiucheng.

I envy her that she can be surrounded by stars in the center of the stage, envy her that she can eat the best food and wear the most beautiful clothes. Even the highly respected village chief and high priest speak softly when they meet her.

It wasn't until later, when I got a little older, that I heard the truth from my parents.

It turns out that all of this is just petals laid on the road to death. It seems that decorating with these actions can make this thing look less cruel and bloody.

But if the docile sheep are raised in a pen and fed well day and night until they are slaughtered on the most critical day, can the act of killing really be beautified?
Yunli sympathized with Jiang Qiucheng's experience, but at the same time she was also glad that the unlucky person was not herself.

No matter how much the villagers respect and fear the mountain gods in their daily lives, it does not affect their understanding that this is a road of no return.

As long as she is sent into the Xiaguang Cave, the life of the mountain god's bride will be brought to an end and turned into a beauty and withered bones.

But it has always been like this. Whether the mountain god will show up to greet the bride is his choice. But if the village does not send the bride to Lingshan on time and angers the mountain god, that will not be good.

With so many people relying on the mountain, Lingshan is everything to everyone, and no one has the courage to break this old rule.

Seeing that she couldn't change anything, Yunli had no choice but to soften her voice a little more, feeling relieved.

"Saint, relax, it is a supreme honor to become the mountain god's bride. You are our one-in-a-tenthousand winner, and you will naturally be favored by the mountain god."

"Perhaps you were too tired just now and felt that your thoughts were confused. You should go back and take a good rest first."

"I can't stay here any longer and waste time. You still need my help ahead. If you go late, you'll get scolded."

After smiling apologetically, Yunli trotted away from the stilted building. Looking at the other party's walking figure, Jiang Qiucheng mumbled helplessly.

"Supreme glory? This blessing is for you, do you want it? Alas..."

Apparently, these people must have received orders from their superiors and were not allowed to communicate too much with her.

It's so pitiful that for so many years, the original owner didn't even have a friend with whom he could speak a few words.

In order to win the approval of the village chief and priest, one can only keep practicing and make oneself better.

However, she has gained nothing now. At least she understands that there is still one month left before being sent to Lingshan.

She had to use this month to try her best to escape.

Jiang Qiucheng looked around and found that there were no guards around this stilted building.

Or not? Or didn't she notice?

Jiang Qiucheng was a little confused. According to common sense, shouldn't the area around the saint's house be strictly guarded? How could it be so loose?

Out of caution, Jiang Qiucheng did not make any rash moves, but walked up the stairs with a normal expression, pushed the door open and entered the house, then closed the door behind him.

After her figure was completely covered, a red light flashed through the gaps in the bamboo forest, and a bird with strange light on its feathers rolled its throat and cooed twice.