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Suddenly, a caring voice came into her ears, and a hand held her palm.

A warm whisper flowed into my mind.

"Ying, don't think too much. Rin and I will be with you. You are very tired today. Have a good rest."

Yundeng gently stroked Yaesakura's fingertips and warmed her heart with her body temperature.

"Sorry, I thought too much. It's true that I'm not in a good state today. You should go to bed."

It was already night, the earth was covered with deep darkness, and the cold air made people's hearts chilled.

Yaezakura looked towards the cloud lantern, her cheeks slightly red, not sure if it was because of the warmth in her heart or the warmth in her palms.

......

at this time.

The people outside the space were fed a mouthful of dog food.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and his expression when he looked at Yundeng became more complicated.

Normally, she is seen lying lazily, but she can always save people from danger and is so good at teasing people.

It’s simply amazing!

I understand so well, sister!

If the situation continues to develop in this way, I'm afraid that a certain simple-minded cherry-haired priestess will fall into the arms of Miss Yundeng soon.

Seeing this, Kiana sighed and said, "Cloud Lantern is not usually like this."

"Yes, Bronya thinks... maybe in special circumstances, Sister Yundeng will warm others."

"She just wants to help Yaesakura who saved her. She has no other emotions. That should be it."

Bronya explained slowly.

"Is this what you call salvation? This is the kind of salvation I can do."

Hearing this, Theresa proudly put her hands on her hips and said that as the principal, she was the best at comforting others.

"Forget it. I still remember a nun who got lost and almost demolished all the buildings at the intersection. She was muttering something like, 'I want to destroy everything here, and then I can get out.' That's right! She almost cried at that time."

Jizi scratched her nose and said, "It's a heavy blow to Theresa, she just exposed her past."

Everyone was talking and watching the time passing by on the screen.

The speed at which time passes on both sides is different, and all those daily scenes are gone in a flash.

The autumn wind rolled in, and the dry sand swept up the cracked dust.

Three days passed, and the deadline set by the village chief had arrived, but Yundeng had not left.

After she said goodbye to Yaezakura, she actually secretly lurked near the village.

I am mainly worried about Yae Sakura's problem and Rin's condition.

In the early morning, she drank dew and sang a leisurely song.

At dusk, she survived by eating some fruits, and occasionally caught a wild rabbit for a snack.

Time has taken away the coldness of the stream, and there are fewer and fewer green leaves on the earth.

The flow of the creek gradually decreased.

Until one day, the source of the stream dried up and the yellow land at the entrance of Yae Village was torn apart.

Dry, scorched earth, dusk...

All life will wither away due to the long drought.

Even Lin's condition worsened with the drought.

She sleeps almost 23 hours a day.

I spent another half an hour coughing in pain, and the rest of the time staring blankly at the withered cherry trees outside the window.

As a shrine maiden, Yae Sakura has no time to accompany Rin. She must pray to the gods, hoping that sweet rain will fall to save Yae Village!

one night.

The sky is filled with yellow sand and everything is withered.

When you look around the village, you can see that almost all the vegetables have died due to lack of water.

Yae Sakura was stopped by the head of the Yae family, who wanted her to attend the village meeting.

This was her first time participating and she had never had the opportunity before.

Pursing her dry lips, Yaezakura knocked lightly on the shrine's door.

"Come in!"

A majestic voice came from inside the door. She walked in and found it was her father and the village chief.

In addition, there were several villagers sitting together.

Those villagers were all fat and bloated, with greasy faces, which was different from the thin and sallow bodies of ordinary villagers in Yae Village.

When he saw Yaezakura, there was no awe in his eyes. Instead, there was a look of pride, as if he had just won a battle.

"Master, village chief..."

Yaesakura's heart sank, and she had a bad premonition. That feeling was like the cry of a crow, flying in her heart.

No one answered her; they were all talking to themselves.

Suddenly, at some point, the village chief's face turned grim and he shouted, "The weather has been very dry recently. It must be that the gods are unhappy with the intrusion of outsiders. Yaezakura, as a shrine maiden, you are responsible for this matter."

"For the sake of Patriarch Yae, the village will not pursue this matter against you."

“But the problem of water shortage and drought must be solved!”

After hearing what the village said, the fat villagers also echoed it.

"Yes, the village chief is right. The village has unanimously decided that you should be the one to solve this problem."

"The witch is also a member of the village and has a responsibility to the village."

"The village chief is wise. He is indeed the one who knows the gods best."

Upon hearing this, the village chief smiled on his wrinkled face, as if a dry stream had suddenly been irrigated.

When he smiled, the scar at the corner of his mouth split open, looking both scary and ugly.

"Sakura, the village has already made the decision."

"Take a look."

The head of the Yae family brought a scroll of cursive writing, which recorded the major events that had happened in the village.

Yaezakura took the cursive writing in a daze, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"In the seventh year of Wenzheng, there was a long drought in the village. Everything collapsed and the ancient trees withered."

"The villagers petitioned that because the sacrifice in the last sacrifice was not a virgin, they requested that the blood of the miko be used as a sacrifice for another sacrifice."

These are the details recorded in cursive script.

This is also referring to the recent situation.

Yaesakura's heart sank into a deep valley, her pupils shrank in disbelief, and her breathing almost stopped.

In an instant, she could no longer feel the warmth of humanity, and the humans before her seemed to be just beasts in human skin.

These evil spirits looked ferocious and wanted to devour his and Lin's bodies.

Her fingertips twitched slightly, moving away from the next cold words.

"This sacrifice was proposed by the head of the Yae family. His daughter, Yae Rin, has the blood of a miko and should sacrifice everything to the gods."

"In addition, the head of the Yae family suggested that the person who presides over the sacrifice should be the eldest daughter Yae Sakura."

The cursive writing in Yaezakura's hand fell at some point.

She fell into despair.

This world betrayed her.

Chapter 86: Emotions That Have Nowhere to Go

How ridiculous!

The elder sister was the host of the sacrifice, and the one being sacrificed was actually her own younger sister!

The one who made the decision to do this was the sisters' father, Yae Shinto!

Humanity? Or power?

The powerful pressure of the patriarchal society weighed heavily on Yaesakura's young shoulders, making it hard for her to breathe.

No one spoke. The villagers were indifferent and were very satisfied with the decision.

The village chief poked the ground with his cane and talked to the Eightfold Lord.

No one helped her!

The cause and effect of everything has already been determined, she can only accept it helplessly and cannot resist!

After leaving the shrine, Yaezakura thought of Yun Deng's words.

This kind of God...

Is it really not an evil god?

"Sister, are you unhappy today?"

Back in the bedroom, beside the small bed, Rin noticed something was wrong with Yaesakura.

"No...Rin, go to sleep. I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Yaezakura shook her head and lowered her voice to soothe him.

She didn't want her sister to know about this.

There must be a way!

At night, the dim moonlight in the sky shines on the water-scarce earth, leaving desolate land wherever it goes.

Dried fields, dried-up streams, and wailing villagers.

It seemed that only gods could bring such punishment because of their negligence.

But is everything... like this?

Yaezakura felt weak for a moment, and suddenly heard a soft voice in her ear.

"Sakura, you're out?"

She turned around and found Yundeng in white standing beside her with a smile on her face.

The profile of the moonlight at dawn is exactly the same white and flawless.

The gods did not punish her. After not seeing her for a few days, dewdrops and flowers and plants carved it into a more crystal clear and delicate surface.

"Yun Deng—what's wrong with you?"

Yaezakura wanted to ask why she didn't go out, but when her eyes met Yundeng's concerned eyes.

She understood everything.

At this moment, the sorrow and grievance deep in my heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.

His father's ruthlessness, the villagers' accusations, and Rin's illness.

The corners of Yaezakura's mouth rose slightly, and she wanted to smile.

We just met, I don't want to be too sad.

However, the pressure made her unable to laugh, but she felt a warmth in the corners of her eyes, which slowly flowed down her fair cheeks.

"Hey~ Little witch, has anyone bullied you?"

Yundeng was startled and changed his tone of voice, like a gangster teasing a young girl.

"Since you are so sad, why don't I lend you a shoulder to lean on?"