Collapse of the Three Flame Laws, start the game to challenge the eternal burning of the fire

From beginning to end, they only saw Yun Deng fooling the little Lolita and taking the initiative to tease those who were young and inexperienced.

If they didn’t know that Yun Deng was not actually a lolita complex, they would probably call the police and lock him up in a small dark room!

After a long while, Fu Hua, who was holding her glasses, broke the silence first: "Did you see it?"

"After Yundeng and Yaezakura entered the space, Yaezakura replaced her original self, while Yundeng automatically set a corresponding identity. This is different from the original."

"I can see that it is indeed like this. Yundeng now only knows that he is a traveler from the outside world, and Yaezakura has also forgotten her tragic memories. Everything has started all over again." Theresa nodded.

"But the key is, if this is the case, how can Sister Yundeng complete the mission?"

Bronya asked slowly.

"It's different from before. Before, after we entered the space, we had to complete those goals. We had no choice and we would subconsciously move towards our goals. But Yun Deng is different. She doesn't know her goal this time. She has to make all the choices on her own."

"Save Rin, redeem Yaezakura..."

"What if she wants to escape from the shrine? That's a normal thought, right? No one would give everything and risk their life to save someone just after meeting them." Fu Hua also sighed and shook her head.

After hearing Fu Hua's words, everyone was silent for a while.

But soon, Kiana's strange words freed them.

"What do you think - with Yun Deng's lolita complex, would she not go to save Lin if she saw him in trouble?"

"Lolicon... Bronya thinks Sister Yundeng is not a lolicon."

Bronya replied.

Looking at Bronya who was trying hard to defend Yundeng, everyone tacitly did not refute.

Some things are better known in your heart, there is no need to say them out loud.

"Is that Rin? She really looks like Sister Yaesakura." Theresa sighed.

"But according to Yaezakura, Rin died when the festival started - the cherry blossoms had fallen at that time, so it should be only a few days away, right?" Fu Hua added.

I didn't wait until the day when the cherry blossoms bloom again.

Lin's life was ended when his father cut the tendons of his hands and feet during the heavy rain that day.

Her voice ended with the ignorant sacrifice.

It was a thunderstorm that day and the villagers cheered loudly, but they didn't care that an innocent girl had lost her most precious life.

They also didn't know that this incident would sow the seeds of hatred in Yaezakura, which would eventually backfire on everyone.

Everyone focused and continued to watch what was happening in the space.

I saw two people communicating.

"By the way, when you were at the river, I found a black box and placed it under the statue."

"What are those things? You must have seen them wrong. I have no impression of them. Let's ignore them for now."

Yundeng’s eyes gradually became serious.

She seemed to feel it just now, and subconsciously felt in her heart that as long as she obtained enough body fluids from the girl in front of her, she would be able to gain powerful strength.

That kind of thing must be fake, right?

Yundeng put the matter behind him and looked at Yaesakura who tilted her head slightly.

"You just said that the village needs to sacrifice living people to the gods?"

"This kind of god is clearly an evil god, why don't you abandon it?"

Chapter 85: Drought, Sacrifice Rin, and Desperate Yaezakura

This question made Yaesakura and Rin, who were present, look horrified.

It never occurred to them that someone would refute their beliefs.

Regardless of whether God is good or bad, this act of rebellion alone is enough to make them hold their breath.

If the villagers knew about this, Yundeng would definitely be executed!

"Yun Deng, do you know what you are talking about?"

Yaezakura looked solemn and did not continue speaking. Instead, she walked to the door, looked around, and found that there was no one around. After confirming that no one had heard what she had just said, she carefully closed the door.

Lin also quietly crawled out of the quilt and stared at the cloud lamp with curiosity, but didn't feel anything was wrong.

In fact, she has always felt that everything about gods is fake, but she never said it out loud because of her sister Yaesakura.

Yundeng was seen sitting on the ground with his head raised, showing no remorse for saying such treasonous words.

Lower your voice so that the two people present can hear you.

"Isn't it? Although there may be something wrong with my memory, but... sacrificing living people is something that only evil gods would do."

Yun Deng spoke in a calm tone, and his voice was pleasant to the ear.

"In the final analysis, whether there are gods in this world is still a question to be discussed. I think gods are just a kind of belief. Gods themselves do not ask for anything. It depends on what you offer sacrifices. Some places offer incense burners, and some places choose delicious food, and then eat it after the sacrifice, so as not to waste food."

"This kind of god is the god in people's hearts, the embodiment of their faith and hope for a better tomorrow. But they sacrificed living people and selected virgins to kill them?"

"What kind of god is this? Can it really protect you?"

The questioning words made Yaezakura's breathing gradually quicken.

Before Yundeng arrived, based on the teachings of her father and the villagers, she always believed that there was nothing wrong with sacrifice itself.

But Yun Deng's words were like a flame on the grassland, igniting the abnormality that had been noticed long ago.

On second thought, she had never seen the so-called gods, but she had seen the girls who were killed in sacrifices every year because of drought.

The heartbreaking cries and the beast-like roars of the villagers now all come to mind.

"Besides, what if... I mean, what if your family is chosen by the sacrifice? What will you do then?"

Yun Deng's casual words reached Yaezakura's ears, making her break out in a cold sweat instantly.

When she thought about the scene of herself being sacrificed, she felt it was nothing, but when she thought about Rin, what if she was the one chosen.

Yaesakura's cheeks were pale and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"No, no, we have the blood of the witch, and our family won't let us..."

Yaezakura couldn't continue her words halfway through.

The solemn assurances were actually not true at all. If the villagers' daughters could be sacrificed, why couldn't the witches?

Silent for a long time.

Lin lay on the bed and fell asleep again after a while.

Looking at her thin body and the unbearable coughing from time to time, Yaezakura's heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Yundeng helped and pulled up the quilt that had fallen a little on Lin.

Then, she patted Yaezakura's shoulder fiercely: "Hey~ Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come with me to walk around your village. Maybe if I see something familiar, I'll remember something."

"...I'm sorry, I lost my composure a bit. Please forgive me."

"fine."

Yundeng stood up and stretched.

Yaezakura followed silently, and when she went out, she closed the door without making any sound.

Walking along the village paths of Yaesura, many simple villagers would bow their heads and greet the Yaezakura when they saw them.

It can be seen that as a witch, she is indeed respected by the villagers.

At this time.

A hunchbacked old woman blocked Yaezakura's way.

She slowly took out a bundle of herbs tied with straw ropes from the bamboo basket on her back and said, "Mistress, these are the freshly collected herbs I gathered this morning while the dew was still wet. You can use them to make medicine for your Rin, ahem~"

"This is... Thank you, Grandma Feng. Thank you very much for your help. I was just worried that I didn't have enough Imperial Hundred Herbs at home."

Yaezakura thanked her and helped the old woman tie up the bamboo basket again, carefully holding the herbs in her arms.

The orange light shone on her fingertips, which had tiny wounds left from mowing the grass. Her crystal blue eyes were pure and contained a hint of happiness that came from the bottom of her heart.

Maybe he was thinking that with enough Yubaicao, the bedridden Rin could be cured.

Yun Deng remained silent, but she felt that Lin's illness could not be cured by herbs alone. Such a serious illness would inevitably get worse if she didn't go to see a doctor outside and kept delaying it.

Later, Yundeng didn't say anything. She didn't want to disturb Yaesakura's temporary happiness.

There is indeed a long distance from the village head to the village.

Yaesura is neither big nor small, and it is estimated to have several hundred households.

Carefree fish are playing in the gurgling creek, and the sky is bright and blue.

The light shone on Yaezakura's slender body, and a faint shadow behind her swayed.

The cloud lamp stepped on her shadow, one step at a time, like a dark shadow following the light.

They walked one after the other and chatted casually, usually with Yae Sakura telling her about the times when Rin played with her when they were children. When asked about Yun Deng's childhood, the answer he got was mostly that he had forgotten.

This kind of time passed for a long time.

It was not until they reached the end of the village that an old man in black clothes and walking with a cane saw the two of them.

The old man seemed to be in his forties or fifties, with strong arms, but for some reason he had to support himself with a useless cane.

It might look more majestic.

When he saw the cloud lantern, the old man frowned and shouted:

"Yae Sakura, how many times have I told you not to bring these outsiders back to the village? They will bring bad luck and disturb the gods. As a miko, do you understand this?!!"

"Village chief, I'm sorry, because if we don't save those people who have wandered into the village, they will definitely be eaten by wild beasts."

Yaezakura looked apologetic and said she sincerely apologized to the chief of Yaesu.

"Humph! So what if they are eaten? Outsiders have not been blessed by the gods, and their bodies are filled with extremely dirty blood. Even if such people are eaten by wild beasts, it is better than bringing disaster to our village."

"For your father's sake, I'll give you three days. You must not keep this person here. Go back to where you came from. The weather has been dry and rainless recently. There's not much water left in the creek. We can't let outsiders waste it."

"..."

Yaezakura pursed her lips, her eyes expressing silent resistance.

The village is closed and blocked, and no outsiders have been allowed to visit for several years.

However, this is not a paradise. The power of the village chief is equal to that of the shrine master, her father, the head of the Yae family.

As a witch, she had no power and could not refute the village chief's words.

this is the truth!

The witch who seems to be sought after by others actually has no real power at all.

The choice of sacrifices has always been an agreement between the head of the Yae family and the village chief.

What if they—

Do not!

Will not.

Rin is her father's biological daughter, how could he?

But it can be imagined that since his mother died of dystocia while giving birth to Rin, the head of the Yae family has been a little off in spirit. Sometimes, Sakura can detect a hint of hatred in his mind. She used to think she had seen it wrong, but now she realizes that it is indeed hatred for Rin who killed her mother.

A father's hatred for his own daughter!

Back in the shrine, Yaezakura was in a trance.

Powerlessness, weakness, anger, hatred...

A variety of emotions swept through her soul, dyeing the pure white witch with the color of darkness.

There seemed to be a voice in my ear telling me to overthrow all this.

If only I had that kind of power.

If there was a power to fight against God...

When this thought came to her mind, Yaezakura couldn't help but turn pale.