Luo Yuan regretted it as soon as he pierced into the "quilt" accumulated by the red silk thread.

Afterwards, she realized what these red lines were made of. Her body instantly stiffened into a stone, and she kept her back lying on her back and did not dare to move.

What made her feel even more stiff was that her hands and head seemed to have touched another body in the red calluses. The feeling of being next to a cold thing was so clear that she could hardly breathe and her heart was about to stop beating.

Before she could scare herself to death, the innermost curtain had been pulled open, the sun shining, and the surroundings were bright.

The two old ladies walked in with incense pillars in their hands. They lit the incense pillars on the outermost layer, knelt down devoutly, crawled their bodies, and knocked their heads to the ground. They spoke in a very worried and cautious tone, "God of the clan, this time I have only been sleeping for such a short time. Has the sacrifice not been fully restored because of the sacrifice?"

After a period of silence, Luo Yuan heard a voice coming from a very close place above her head.

“It’s true that it’s not recovered.”

This sound is a secret flowing spring, soft and slow.

With this response, Luo Yuan felt the god beside him move, as if he had sat up, so he inevitably touched her. Luo Yuan only felt her fluttering sleeves brushing across her cheeks, and her scalp became numb in an instant, probably because she had a psychological shadow on the white sleeves that night.

When he found a foreign object next to him, the god seemed to have paused, but then he sat up from the overlapping red silk thread as if nothing had happened. He sat in the middle, like a true god in the shrine, making the two women outside dare not look up and look directly.

"It's all because of the negligence of the Qin family's children who were responsible for the sacrifice this time, and they will receive the punishment they deserve."

"It is our dereliction of duty to prevent you from returning to your fullest state. Please punish me."

The two elderly women trembled and regretted themselves. Luo Yuan heard their hoarse voices in a frightened blank space and felt as if they had cried.

"Small punishment and great commandment, no example." A soft and slow voice sounded again, instantly dispelling the haze in people's hearts.

No matter what the two elderly women outside reacted, Luo Yuan naturally relaxed. This was really a strange thing, because she leaned against the back of a god who could eat people, and she should be afraid no matter how she thought about it. But she seemed to be confused and didn't even hear the next brief conversation clearly, and only found that the two women retreated.

She was still lying there motionless, but the spirit in front of her moved away, and a hand stretched out from the white sleeve, which was as pale as snow and cold as frost, brushing away the pile of red lines on her face.

A few days ago, she was almost eaten by this god, but at that time his body and movements were very strange, but now he looks more like a human being just looking at it.

The 17 or 18-year-old boy looks like a similar age to her sister. Under the cover of her long black hair, he is an outstanding teenager's face. He seems to have put on a thousand-year-old smiling statue in the shrine, maintaining his eternal appearance. The lingering smoke exudes his calm eyes, and when he stares at her, he is like staring at the world.

Luo Yuan looked at him in a daze, feeling that he had seen many chaotic things, but he didn't feel like he was seeing a "human". Even though he had a human appearance, his eyes also gave people a "non-human" feeling.

The statue of the god on the platform came alive, sat beside her, and asked her with a calm tone, "How could you lie here?"

The red lines piled up in balls automatically squirmed into his two wide and spread sleeves.

"I, I am..." Luo Yuan got up, lowered his head in a hurry, and did not dare to look directly at the god who inexplicably exuded a majestic aura, "I seem... to be a sacrifice."

"So that's it." He spoke slowly, his tone was calm without any turbulence.

Luo Yuan listened to the gentle words, and infinite hope surged in her heart. She begged: "You are the word of God. Can you please let me leave peacefully?"

The god of clan still asked her with a smile: "Have you killed someone?"

Luo Yuan did not hide anything, "Yes."

God of the clan: "Everyone has evil thoughts in his heart, but 'evil' will only gather in his body after hurting others. No matter what the reason, if you kill someone, there will be evil enough to swallow me, but you are a little unusual."

Luo Yuan was confused: "I don't know." Before she came here, she never thought that there would be a god in this world now.

The god of clan looked at her with a smile and shook his head slightly. I don’t know what it meant. Luo Yuan wanted to say something else, but saw the two old ladies coming again and brought a group of people in white. They held offerings in their hands and held light red incense pillars.

No one dared to look directly at the god of the clan in the center of the shrine, and naturally no one saw Luo Yuan hiding behind the god of the clan. For some reason, the god of the clan did not take the initiative to expose Luo Yuan's existence. They replaced them with new offerings, ignited incense pillars, kowtowed to the god of the clan skillfully, and retreated quickly and orderly.

The shrine was filled with blue smoke. Luo Yuan subconsciously regarded it as a cover, looked at the blue smoke, raised his sleeves and walked out... and floated out of the shrine. His hair slightly spread out, as if he was pulled by the invisible wind, and his sleeves were also so it made people dare not get too close. Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment, followed him not far away, and followed him twice like a tail, "Are you... what kind of ceremony are you holding?"

The god of clan replied kindly: "I just came out for a walk and was breathable, and the smoke was a bit choking."

Luo Yuan didn't expect this answer and was stunned for a moment. Walking? He obviously used floating, and the smoke... was choking. Although the smoke was indeed a bit choking, how could God dislike the smoke choking?

"Then, extinguish the smoke?" She asked subconsciously as if she was facing her sister.

God of the Sage: "No, the smoke is used to repel mosquitoes. If it is extinguished, there will be more mosquitoes at night."

When Luo Yuan heard this answer, he showed a confused and dull expression again. Repelling...mosquitoes?

The god of clan then chuckled twice, "I'm just kidding you. That's a special purpose incense. As long as I'm awake, it must be ignited every day."

For a moment, Luo Yuan felt that the God of the Clan seemed like a slightly naughty old man, completely different from his excessively young face, and completely different from her previous imagination.

Her stomach suddenly purred twice, making a roar of hunger.

The god of clan sighed, "Yes, ordinary people need food every day."

Luo Yuan lowered his head, "I stole your offerings before."

God of the clan: "It's nothing, it's a waste to put those offerings in that book, and I can't eat them."

Luo Yuan whispered: "Then can I go and get some more offerings?"

God of the clan: "No."

Luo Yuan: “…?”

God of the clan: "I remember that mortals should eat grains, and it seems impossible to eat only those offerings." He said, smiling and raised his hand, lowering his sleeves in front of her, looking a little bright as a young man.

Luo Yuan couldn't react for a moment what he meant and shrank his hands and looked at his sleeves.

God of the clan: "Catch it."

Luo Yuan grabbed the soft "killing weapon" tremblingly and followed the clan god to the exit of the yard. The clan god floated out normally, and she was forced to walk out quickly. There were indeed many people outside the yard, each of whom was serious, wearing ancient clothes that were completely different from modern customs, but there was a gun between his waist. Seeing these people, Luo Yuan was nervous and tightened his sleeves.

But she soon discovered that these people turned a blind eye to her and the god of clans, and looked at her.

Luo Yuan followed the steps of the God of the Clan and looked back at the guards who were motionless like statues. He walked to a courtyard outside, and saw the two old ladies who claimed to be a woman in the clan. They were kneeling in front of many tablets with a few young women, reciting songs of unknown origin. They were chanting and kowtowing, as if they were teaching some etiquette. The God of the Clan and Luo Yuan passed by them, and their expressions did not change at all.

They probably really can't see them.

It turned out that there were so many people in this big courtyard. When she came, she didn't see anyone. She thought there were only two old ladies here. The courtyard during the day and the courtyard at night also looked like two different worlds, inside and outside.

"arrive."

Luo Yuan saw a kitchen and a canteen decorated in the shape of a restaurant. Although it was an ancient building on the outside, modern machines and equipment could still be seen inside. After walking in, it made people feel a little confused.

"Everyone enjoys food here." The god of the clan introduced her, and was hospitalizing like a thoughtful and polite host.

Luo Yuan saw a lot of food placed on a clean plate waiting for someone to use. She hadn't eaten normal meals for several days, and the foods were fragrant and could not control her saliva at all.

The god of clan smiled and raised his hand to signal. Luo Yuan took the disposable bowls and chopsticks and tried to pick up the food. She didn't dare to let go of her sleeves, for fear that she would reveal her figure and be seen by the chefs who were cooking not far away.

Seeing that Luo Yuan had not taken action for a long time, the god of clan suggested: "You might as well try this."

He pointed to a duck meat with a strong sauce flavor, and Luo Yuan obediently picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

The god of the clan asked her in a gentle tone and curious manner: "How? What does it taste like?"

Although it was delicious, Luo Yuan really didn't know what words to use to express it, so he just described it dryly: "That's, the taste of meat."

The god of clan sighed: "The taste of meat... doesn't sound very delicious."

Miraculously, Luo Yuan instantly understood what he meant. When she remembered the scene she saw that night, she suddenly felt that the delicious meat in her mouth was a little disgusting, but she didn't dare to spit it out and swallowed the meat in her mouth strongly.

But she didn't dare to eat meat any more. Fortunately, the god of the clan did not always mean to persuade her to eat meat. She looked at the food with interest, and suggested that she eat a certain type from time to time, and then asked about the taste. It was as if he couldn't eat it himself, so he could only look at others and then imagine the taste.

Once again, he tried a small bread in the shape of a cat at his suggestion, and Luo Yuan asked vaguely: "Can't you eat these?"

God of the clan: "No."

Luo Yuan wanted to ask what would happen after eating, but then remembered that Shikigami bit herself that day, but she fell on the ground and vomited, and silently shut her mouth.

After eating, she grabbed the sleeve of the god of clan again and left. Seeing the corridor when she came, she couldn't help but look at it several times and asked, "Can I leave here?"

The god of clan still looked like a peaceful communication and replied, "You will stay here for a while."

Luo Yuan understood what he meant, and his eyes suddenly lit up. This was countless times better than she had expected before. The god of clan had no intention of killing her. Perhaps after a while, she could leave here safely. As long as she could leave alive, she had something she had to do.

The god of clans spends most of the time in that shrine, like a boring statue, and the two clans come to burn incense and pray three times a day. As for the others, they cannot get close to the shrine without any trouble, and they cannot even get in the yard.

When the two old ladies came to pray, Luo Yuan hid behind the clan god. In fact, she was a little confused. As a god who was feared by everyone here, why didn’t the clan god tell these people directly about her existence, and it seemed like she was secretly raising wild animals with her family on her back?

After the two women of the clan retreat, the clan gods would come out of the shrine. He would go to the bush of red camellia and look at the flowers quietly with a smile.

Luo Yuan walked to him and asked her doubts. The god of clan smiled and didn't say anything, so she didn't dare to ask again.

Seeing that he had been looking at Hongcao Tea and liked it very much, Luo Yuan walked to the shrine, took out a piece of red paper wrapped in incense pillars, folded his fingers skillfully, and soon folded a camellia.

The god of clan looked at the origami camellia that was sent to him and looked at Luo Yu'an several times.

Uneasy from this look, Luo Yuan asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The god of the clan picked up the paper flower camellia tea, pondered for a moment, and smiled, "I have never received such an offering."

Luo Yu'an: "It's not an offering, it's a gift to you." Although she was a little ashamed, she wanted to please the god so that he could let herself go as soon as possible.

God of the clan: "So that's it."

However, no one dares to give a gift to a god of the clan, which is probably the courage of the ignorant.

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Chapter completed!