Chapter 430
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[System prompt: Player Bai Liu has obtained the identity in the dungeon (the evil god inherits)]
[Player Bai Liu activates the main mission. 】
[Main task: Please the evil god inherits the two anchor bodies that carry the spirit and flesh of the old evil god within seven days, and sacrifice each other on the houseboat on the day of the evil god sacrifice to complete the evil god sacrifice. 】
Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.
He was standing on a coast, and as far as he could see was a pitch-black sea. A heavy drum sound came from behind:
"Boom—!"
The left side of Bai Liu's corner of the eye caught the light, and a round-bellied lantern with white characters on a red background lit up slowly.
The candlelight inside the lantern flickered from side to side, the drum behind it suddenly became louder, and the sound of thud thud continued, and a thick male voice appeared faintly humming an unknown mysterious tune. Lanterns are lit one by one, lighting up the dark night sky.
The scene suddenly brightened, and the things hidden in the darkness before emerged one by one under the warm orange candlelight.
Bai Liu looked around, and above his head were thin strings of light ropes intertwined, above which were hung lanterns at certain intervals, interweaving into a huge lantern net.
The well-cut colored paper decorations hang down beside the lantern, and they are blown up and down by the sea breeze, making a sound like a broken bell. The candles flicker on and off, blurring the lively scene around Bailiu.
There are dozens of male drummers on the left and right sides of Bailiu. These drummers seem to be young and middle-aged, with muscles on their bodies, and a thick white cloth rope is hung around their thick necks. Over the shoulders, it is fastened to the gilt rings on the left and right sides of the red taiko drum body of the waist wide as a millstone.
The drummers chanted in unison in deep voices in their chests, forming a strange song tone. They held drumsticks in their hands and smashed them vigorously, and the drumbeats became intensive.
Finally, all the lanterns were lit up, reflecting the seaside at night as bright as day.
The originally quiet bay became more and more crowded with the lights of the lanterns. There are various stalls on the street, with small bells tied with red threads, and different places. Amulets, scented candles, apple candy, and all kinds of oddly shaped god masks, among which the best seller is a white-haired, blue-eyed evil god mask with a benevolent and youthful face.
Vendors are busily yelling and selling novelty and interesting festival sacrificial items, tourists wearing grand festive dresses are everywhere, laughing and talking about something:
"This year's Evil God Festival is really lively."
"Of course, the annual Cthulhu Festival is the biggest event in the town. Thanks to the blessing of the Cthulhu God, the people in this town can realize their wishes. The more the better."
"...The evil god came to our small town, and we built a shrine to worship him. It must have been ten years ago."
"This year happens to be the tenth year of the Evil God's Sacrifice, so it's extra grand. The person presiding over the sacrifice is recognized by everyone, and in the end it may be the one who inherits the Evil God..."
"That person was just a sacrifice that was sold here, but now he can preside over the evil god sacrifice, which is considered a step up to the sky. I heard that he has fled abroad before, and I don't know why he fled. The god is so big. I don’t cherish the care and gifts from you, but want to escape instead, it’s really..."
"Don't talk about him, and I don't know who are the children who will go to the sea shrine this year. I really want to go to the sea shrine and try my luck. I don't know if I can be lucky and get a sacrifice that belongs to me. , I have a lot of wishes that I want the Lord Cthulhu to help me realize."
"You are so greedy, didn't you realize one last year?"
"But there are always too many wishes. Last year belongs to last year, and this year belongs to this year. Anyway, the price for fulfilling wishes is not mine, hehe."
Bai Liu stood on a high wooden platform near the sea. This should be a stage for performances of god sacrifices. He was the only one on the whole high platform. He was dressed in black and white sacrificial costumes of the gods, the same style as he had seen before. It is somewhat similar to the wind hunting clothes, but more delicate and complicated than hunting clothes.
In his hand is a Kagura bell full of golden round bells, and the white sleeves on both sides are wide and long, and the sea breeze passes through the white willow sleeves, covering his whole clothes together with the broken forehead The hair fluttered and the bell swayed.
The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the golden bell shatters.
The high platform is full of people laughing and cursing and talking loudly. The high platform is an endless black sea. On the horizon of the sea, you can faintly see a little shaking orange light, like a ship parked on the sea. Boat.
"Boom boom boom—!"
After a drumming song, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind the high wooden platform where Bailiu was. As soon as he turned his head, he came up and raised his hand and put his foot down viciously, and he was about to slap him severely.
Bai Liu quickly dodged to the side, but the moment his body moved, the system prompted:
[System warning: Resisting the movement violates the player's (Cthulhu Inheritance) identity setting, please do not resist! 】
Bai Liu felt that his body was fixed in place and couldn't move, so he received the slap abruptly, and the left side of his face was slapped across the face, the corner of his light-colored lips was cracked, and blood beads flowed down It rolled down and dripped on the ground.
"You useless guy!" The man scolded Bai Liu sharply, "How can the rehearsal of the god sacrifice be stopped! This is a big disrespect to the evil god!"
Bai Liu lowered her head, her eyes drooping, she kept raising her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth, and kept talking.
Bai Liu didn't speak, this time he was very angry again, just about to lift a kick to kick Bai Liu's waist, but when he swept the expensive costume of Bai Liu on Bai Liu's body, the kick was very dangerous. He paused, held back his anger and pointed at Bai Liu's nose to reprimand:
"Seven days later, the first act of the evil sacrifice will be performed. You can't even remember where the opening dance was. If you may become the successor of the evil god, we will also put you in chains and sink into the bottom of the sea, as the [anchor] of the shrine!"
This guy sneered: "I know you are most afraid of water, and you don't want to be tortured like that, so just practice hard!"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left, and ordered in a cold voice to the two little waiters who lowered their heads, who were obviously a little afraid of him: "Help him to change clothes, wipe his wound on his face Let me handle it."
"Don't allow him to sleep tonight, and practice the god sacrifice dance for me a thousand times. When I go on stage tomorrow, I will see that he can dance the god sacrifice dance well at every step."
A little waiter raised his head tremblingly: "But Mr. Mifune, Bai Liu has been resting for three days. Because he was punished by you yesterday, he has lost all water until today. Drink it, if you don't rest..."
Mifune cast a gloomy squint at the little waiter.
The little waiter's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he lowered his head smoothly: "I know, I will supervise Bai Liutiao all night until he can meet your requirements. "
Yu Chuan swept Bai Liu in annoyance, and strode up and down the high platform with a hum, two servants came up to support Bai Liu.
Among them, a little waiter who had just spoken for Bai Liu cautiously probed his head, making sure that the imperial boat came up from the high platform and walked straight into the town without looking back, and then breathed a sigh of relief, worried Turning her head, Bai Liu with a pale face said, "Are you doing something wrong? Can you still stand still?"
Bai Liu shook his head slowly: "It's nothing."
It wasn't until the imperial boat left that he regained control of his body, and he couldn't even move after that.
It turns out that this dungeon has stricter requirements on the player's role-playing than the dungeon in Yinshan Village. No behavior that does not fit the role can occur. Once it occurs, the system will force the body to be taken over.
…With such a precise request for him to follow the path of succession of the evil god, coupled with the theme of (the sacrifice of the evil god), it turns out that Bai Liu really couldn't wait.
"What happened?" The little waiter started chattering as soon as Mifune left, his face couldn't hide his worry, "Yesterday you stepped on a wrong beat, and Mifune told you not to eat or drink You have danced all day long, and today your eyes are closed and you are on the high platform again. Since the rehearsal at noon until now, you have shaken a few times on the way, I thought you would fall directly on the high platform and fall. Come."
Following the little waiter's explanation, Bai Liu did indeed feel a weakness in his body caused by long-term intake of sugar and water, and his head began to feel a little dizzy. Holding the little waiter's hand and closing his eyes, he took two breaths to get used to this weakness.
The little waiter, Bai Liu closed his eyes and was startled, he hurriedly took out a handful of candy from his sleeve: "This is the Jinping candy I just bought at the celebration, I secretly hid it in my sleeve and brought it here. , you eat a few to be sure!"
Bai Liu opened his eyes slightly, and he took and swallowed a few.
The sticky sweetness of the candy and the scratching sensation of the hard candy across his dry throat made him cough a few times the moment he swallowed it, and the little waiter Bai Liu's eyes became more and more distressed: " Wait until we sneak back to the boat house, where there is supervision, you can eat something and take a rest."
"Boathouse?" Bai Liu's eyes turned, and his voice asked, "Where is it?"
The little waiter stretched out his hand to touch Bai Liu's forehead, and asked worriedly: "Bai Liu, do you have a little fever and you're all confused?"
"You don't even remember where the houseboat is?"
"The houseboat is where we bought sacrifices lived when we were young."
The little waiter sighed: "But it's normal if you don't remember. After five years, you were taken away by the master of the boat, and you never went back to the boathouse. The successor of the evil god king lives in the shrine in the town."
Bai Liu lied in a flat tone: "I remembered it, but the boat house is a place where sacrifices are held. Wouldn't the nearby sacrifices be strictly supervised? Why is there supervision?"
"It was originally a place where the boat house has been strictly guarding." The little waiter said with a sigh, "Bai Liu, you are so confused after practicing dancing, have you forgotten that tomorrow is the first day of the seven-day evil god sacrifice?" One day."
"The houseboat tonight will not be supervised."
The little waiter looked up without any emotion on his face: "Because the people in the town will go to the boat house to grab sacrifices frantically."
"——This is the beginning of the Evil God Festival, the Boat Palace Night Festival."
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[System prompt: Player Bai Liu has obtained the identity in the dungeon (the evil god inherits)]
[Player Bai Liu activates the main mission. 】
[Main task: Please the evil god inherits the two anchor bodies that carry the spirit and flesh of the old evil god within seven days, and sacrifice each other on the houseboat on the day of the evil god sacrifice to complete the evil god sacrifice. 】
Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.
He was standing on a coast, and as far as he could see was a pitch-black sea. A heavy drum sound came from behind:
"Boom—!"
The left side of Bai Liu's corner of the eye caught the light, and a round-bellied lantern with white characters on a red background lit up slowly.
The candlelight inside the lantern flickered from side to side, the drum behind it suddenly became louder, and the sound of thud thud continued, and a thick male voice appeared faintly humming an unknown mysterious tune. Lanterns are lit one by one, lighting up the dark night sky.
The scene suddenly brightened, and the things hidden in the darkness before emerged one by one under the warm orange candlelight.
Bai Liu looked around, and above his head were thin strings of light ropes intertwined, above which were hung lanterns at certain intervals, interweaving into a huge lantern net.
The well-cut colored paper decorations hang down beside the lantern, and they are blown up and down by the sea breeze, making a sound like a broken bell. The candles flicker on and off, blurring the lively scene around Bailiu.
There are dozens of male drummers on the left and right sides of Bailiu. These drummers seem to be young and middle-aged, with muscles on their bodies, and a thick white cloth rope is hung around their thick necks. Over the shoulders, it is fastened to the gilt rings on the left and right sides of the red taiko drum body of the waist wide as a millstone.
The drummers chanted in unison in deep voices in their chests, forming a strange song tone. They held drumsticks in their hands and smashed them vigorously, and the drumbeats became intensive.
Finally, all the lanterns were lit up, reflecting the seaside at night as bright as day.
The originally quiet bay became more and more crowded with the lights of the lanterns. There are various stalls on the street, with small bells tied with red threads, and different places. Amulets, scented candles, apple candy, and all kinds of oddly shaped god masks, among which the best seller is a white-haired, blue-eyed evil god mask with a benevolent and youthful face.
Vendors are busily yelling and selling novelty and interesting festival sacrificial items, tourists wearing grand festive dresses are everywhere, laughing and talking about something:
"This year's Evil God Festival is really lively."
"Of course, the annual Cthulhu Festival is the biggest event in the town. Thanks to the blessing of the Cthulhu God, the people in this town can realize their wishes. The more the better."
"...The evil god came to our small town, and we built a shrine to worship him. It must have been ten years ago."
"This year happens to be the tenth year of the Evil God's Sacrifice, so it's extra grand. The person presiding over the sacrifice is recognized by everyone, and in the end it may be the one who inherits the Evil God..."
"That person was just a sacrifice that was sold here, but now he can preside over the evil god sacrifice, which is considered a step up to the sky. I heard that he has fled abroad before, and I don't know why he fled. The god is so big. I don’t cherish the care and gifts from you, but want to escape instead, it’s really..."
"Don't talk about him, and I don't know who are the children who will go to the sea shrine this year. I really want to go to the sea shrine and try my luck. I don't know if I can be lucky and get a sacrifice that belongs to me. , I have a lot of wishes that I want the Lord Cthulhu to help me realize."
"You are so greedy, didn't you realize one last year?"
"But there are always too many wishes. Last year belongs to last year, and this year belongs to this year. Anyway, the price for fulfilling wishes is not mine, hehe."
Bai Liu stood on a high wooden platform near the sea. This should be a stage for performances of god sacrifices. He was the only one on the whole high platform. He was dressed in black and white sacrificial costumes of the gods, the same style as he had seen before. It is somewhat similar to the wind hunting clothes, but more delicate and complicated than hunting clothes.
In his hand is a Kagura bell full of golden round bells, and the white sleeves on both sides are wide and long, and the sea breeze passes through the white willow sleeves, covering his whole clothes together with the broken forehead The hair fluttered and the bell swayed.
The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the golden bell shatters.
The high platform is full of people laughing and cursing and talking loudly. The high platform is an endless black sea. On the horizon of the sea, you can faintly see a little shaking orange light, like a ship parked on the sea. Boat.
"Boom boom boom—!"
After a drumming song, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind the high wooden platform where Bailiu was. As soon as he turned his head, he came up and raised his hand and put his foot down viciously, and he was about to slap him severely.
Bai Liu quickly dodged to the side, but the moment his body moved, the system prompted:
[System warning: Resisting the movement violates the player's (Cthulhu Inheritance) identity setting, please do not resist! 】
Bai Liu felt that his body was fixed in place and couldn't move, so he received the slap abruptly, and the left side of his face was slapped across the face, the corner of his light-colored lips was cracked, and blood beads flowed down It rolled down and dripped on the ground.
"You useless guy!" The man scolded Bai Liu sharply, "How can the rehearsal of the god sacrifice be stopped! This is a big disrespect to the evil god!"
Bai Liu lowered her head, her eyes drooping, she kept raising her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth, and kept talking.
Bai Liu didn't speak, this time he was very angry again, just about to lift a kick to kick Bai Liu's waist, but when he swept the expensive costume of Bai Liu on Bai Liu's body, the kick was very dangerous. He paused, held back his anger and pointed at Bai Liu's nose to reprimand:
"Seven days later, the first act of the evil sacrifice will be performed. You can't even remember where the opening dance was. If you may become the successor of the evil god, we will also put you in chains and sink into the bottom of the sea, as the [anchor] of the shrine!"
This guy sneered: "I know you are most afraid of water, and you don't want to be tortured like that, so just practice hard!"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left, and ordered in a cold voice to the two little waiters who lowered their heads, who were obviously a little afraid of him: "Help him to change clothes, wipe his wound on his face Let me handle it."
"Don't allow him to sleep tonight, and practice the god sacrifice dance for me a thousand times. When I go on stage tomorrow, I will see that he can dance the god sacrifice dance well at every step."
A little waiter raised his head tremblingly: "But Mr. Mifune, Bai Liu has been resting for three days. Because he was punished by you yesterday, he has lost all water until today. Drink it, if you don't rest..."
Mifune cast a gloomy squint at the little waiter.
The little waiter's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he lowered his head smoothly: "I know, I will supervise Bai Liutiao all night until he can meet your requirements. "
Yu Chuan swept Bai Liu in annoyance, and strode up and down the high platform with a hum, two servants came up to support Bai Liu.
Among them, a little waiter who had just spoken for Bai Liu cautiously probed his head, making sure that the imperial boat came up from the high platform and walked straight into the town without looking back, and then breathed a sigh of relief, worried Turning her head, Bai Liu with a pale face said, "Are you doing something wrong? Can you still stand still?"
Bai Liu shook his head slowly: "It's nothing."
It wasn't until the imperial boat left that he regained control of his body, and he couldn't even move after that.
It turns out that this dungeon has stricter requirements on the player's role-playing than the dungeon in Yinshan Village. No behavior that does not fit the role can occur. Once it occurs, the system will force the body to be taken over.
…With such a precise request for him to follow the path of succession of the evil god, coupled with the theme of (the sacrifice of the evil god), it turns out that Bai Liu really couldn't wait.
"What happened?" The little waiter started chattering as soon as Mifune left, his face couldn't hide his worry, "Yesterday you stepped on a wrong beat, and Mifune told you not to eat or drink You have danced all day long, and today your eyes are closed and you are on the high platform again. Since the rehearsal at noon until now, you have shaken a few times on the way, I thought you would fall directly on the high platform and fall. Come."
Following the little waiter's explanation, Bai Liu did indeed feel a weakness in his body caused by long-term intake of sugar and water, and his head began to feel a little dizzy. Holding the little waiter's hand and closing his eyes, he took two breaths to get used to this weakness.
The little waiter, Bai Liu closed his eyes and was startled, he hurriedly took out a handful of candy from his sleeve: "This is the Jinping candy I just bought at the celebration, I secretly hid it in my sleeve and brought it here. , you eat a few to be sure!"
Bai Liu opened his eyes slightly, and he took and swallowed a few.
The sticky sweetness of the candy and the scratching sensation of the hard candy across his dry throat made him cough a few times the moment he swallowed it, and the little waiter Bai Liu's eyes became more and more distressed: " Wait until we sneak back to the boat house, where there is supervision, you can eat something and take a rest."
"Boathouse?" Bai Liu's eyes turned, and his voice asked, "Where is it?"
The little waiter stretched out his hand to touch Bai Liu's forehead, and asked worriedly: "Bai Liu, do you have a little fever and you're all confused?"
"You don't even remember where the houseboat is?"
"The houseboat is where we bought sacrifices lived when we were young."
The little waiter sighed: "But it's normal if you don't remember. After five years, you were taken away by the master of the boat, and you never went back to the boathouse. The successor of the evil god king lives in the shrine in the town."
Bai Liu lied in a flat tone: "I remembered it, but the boat house is a place where sacrifices are held. Wouldn't the nearby sacrifices be strictly supervised? Why is there supervision?"
"It was originally a place where the boat house has been strictly guarding." The little waiter said with a sigh, "Bai Liu, you are so confused after practicing dancing, have you forgotten that tomorrow is the first day of the seven-day evil god sacrifice?" One day."
"The houseboat tonight will not be supervised."
The little waiter looked up without any emotion on his face: "Because the people in the town will go to the boat house to grab sacrifices frantically."
"——This is the beginning of the Evil God Festival, the Boat Palace Night Festival."
System prompt: Player Bai Liu has obtained the identity in the dungeon the evil god inherits Player Bai Liu activates the main mission. Main task: Please the evil god inherits the two anchor bodies that carry the spirit and flesh of the old evil god within seven days, and sacrifice each other on the houseboat on the day of the evil god sacrifice to complete the evil god sacrifice. Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes. He was standing on a coast, and as far as he could see was a pitch-black sea. A heavy drum sound came from behind: "Boom!" The left side of Bai Liu's corner of the eye caught the light, and a round-bellied lantern with white characters on a red background lit up slowly. The candlelight inside the lantern flickered from side to side, the drum behind it suddenly became louder, and the sound of thud thud continued, and a thick male voice appeared faintly humming an unknown mysterious tune. Lanterns are lit one by one, lighting up the dark night sky. The scene suddenly brightened, and the things hidden in the darkness before emerged one by one under the warm orange candlelight. Bai Liu looked around, and above his head were thin strings of light ropes intertwined, above which were hung lanterns at certain intervals, interweaving into a huge lantern net. The well-cut colored paper decorations hang down beside the lantern, and they are blown up and down by the sea breeze, making a sound like a broken bell. The candles flicker on and off, blurring the lively scene around Bailiu. There are dozens of male drummers on the left and right sides of Bailiu. These drummers seem to be young and middle-aged, with muscles on their bodies, and a thick white cloth rope is hung around their thick necks. Over the shoulders, it is fastened to the gilt rings on the left and right sides of the red taiko drum body of the waist wide as a millstone. The drummers chanted in unison in deep voices in their chests, forming a strange song tone. They held drumsticks in their hands and smashed them vigorously, and the drumbeats became intensive. Finally, all the lanterns were lit up, reflecting the seaside at night as bright as day. The originally quiet bay became more and more crowded with the lights of the lanterns. There are various stalls on the street, with small bells tied with red threads, and different places. Amulets, scented candles, apple candy, and all kinds of oddly shaped god masks, among which the best seller is a white-haired, blue-eyed evil god mask with a benevolent and youthful face. Vendors are busily yelling and selling novelty and interesting festival sacrificial items, tourists wearing grand festive dresses are everywhere, laughing and talking about something: "This year's Evil God Festival is really lively." "Of course, the annual Cthulhu Festival is the biggest event in the town. Thanks to the blessing of the Cthulhu God, the people in this town can realize their wishes. The more the better." "...The evil god came to our small town, and we built a shrine to worship him. It must have been ten years ago." "This year happens to be the tenth year of the Evil God's Sacrifice, so it's extra grand. The person presiding over the sacrifice is recognized by everyone, and in the end it may be the one who inherits the Evil God..." "That person was just a sacrifice that was sold here, but now he can preside over the evil god sacrifice, which is considered a step up to the sky. I heard that he has fled abroad before, and I don't know why he fled. The god is so big. I don't cherish the care and gifts from you, but want to escape instead, it's really..." "Don't talk about him, and I don't know who are the children who will go to the sea shrine this year. I really want to go to the sea shrine and try my luck. I don't know if I can be lucky and get a sacrifice that belongs to me. , I have a lot of wishes that I want the Lord Cthulhu to help me realize." "You are so greedy, didn't you realize one last year?" "But there are always too many wishes. Last year belongs to last year, and this year belongs to this year. Anyway, the price for fulfilling wishes is not mine, hehe." Bai Liu stood on a high wooden platform near the sea. This should be a stage for performances of god sacrifices. He was the only one on the whole high platform. He was dressed in black and white sacrificial costumes of the gods, the same style as he had seen before. It is somewhat similar to the wind hunting clothes, but more delicate and complicated than hunting clothes. In his hand is a Kagura bell full of golden round bells, and the white sleeves on both sides are wide and long, and the sea breeze passes through the white willow sleeves, covering his whole clothes together with the broken forehead The hair fluttered and the bell swayed. The wind is cold and the water is cold, and the golden bell shatters. The high platform is full of people laughing and cursing and talking loudly. The high platform is an endless black sea. On the horizon of the sea, you can faintly see a little shaking orange light, like a ship parked on the sea. Boat. "Boom boom boom!" After a drumming song, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind the high wooden platform where Bailiu was. As soon as he turned his head, he came up and raised his hand and put his foot down viciously, and he was about to slap him severely. Bai Liu quickly dodged to the side, but the moment his body moved, the system prompted: System warning: Resisting the movement violates the player's Cthulhu Inheritance identity setting, please do not resist! Bai Liu felt that his body was fixed in place and couldn't move, so he received the slap abruptly, and the left side of his face was slapped across the face, the corner of his light-colored lips was cracked, and blood beads flowed down It rolled down and dripped on the ground. "You useless guy!" The man scolded Bai Liu sharply, "How can the rehearsal of the god sacrifice be stopped! This is a big disrespect to the evil god!" Bai Liu lowered her head, her eyes drooping, she kept raising her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth, and kept talking. Bai Liu didn't speak, this time he was very angry again, just about to lift a kick to kick Bai Liu's waist, but when he swept the expensive costume of Bai Liu on Bai Liu's body, the kick was very dangerous. He paused, held back his anger and pointed at Bai Liu's nose to reprimand: "Seven days later, the first act of the evil sacrifice will be performed. You can't even remember where the opening dance was. If you may become the successor of the evil god, we will also put you in chains and sink into the bottom of the sea, as the anchor of the shrine!" This guy sneered: "I know you are most afraid of water, and you don't want to be tortured like that, so just practice hard!" After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left, and ordered in a cold voice to the two little waiters who lowered their heads, who were obviously a little afraid of him: "Help him to change clothes, wipe his wound on his face Let me handle it." "Don't allow him to sleep tonight, and practice the god sacrifice dance for me a thousand times. When I go on stage tomorrow, I will see that he can dance the god sacrifice dance well at every step." A little waiter raised his head tremblingly: "But Mr. Mifune, Bai Liu has been resting for three days. Because he was punished by you yesterday, he has lost all water until today. Drink it, if you don't rest..." Mifune cast a gloomy squint at the little waiter. The little waiter's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he lowered his head smoothly: "I know, I will supervise Bai Liutiao all night until he can meet your requirements. " Yu Chuan swept Bai Liu in annoyance, and strode up and down the high platform with a hum, two servants came up to support Bai Liu. Among them, a little waiter who had just spoken for Bai Liu cautiously probed his head, making sure that the imperial boat came up from the high platform and walked straight into the town without looking back, and then breathed a sigh of relief, worried Turning her head, Bai Liu with a pale face said, "Are you doing something wrong? Can you still stand still?" Bai Liu shook his head slowly: "It's nothing." It wasn't until the imperial boat left that he regained control of his body, and he couldn't even move after that. It turns out that this dungeon has stricter requirements on the player's role-playing than the dungeon in Yinshan Village. No behavior that does not fit the role can occur. Once it occurs, the system will force the body to be taken over. With such a precise request for him to follow the path of succession of the evil god, coupled with the theme of the sacrifice of the evil god, it turns out that Bai Liu really couldn't wait. "What happened?" The little waiter started chattering as soon as Mifune left, his face couldn't hide his worry, "Yesterday you stepped on a wrong beat, and Mifune told you not to eat or drink You have danced all day long, and today your eyes are closed and you are on the high platform again. Since the rehearsal at noon until now, you have shaken a few times on the way, I thought you would fall directly on the high platform and fall. Come." Following the little waiter's explanation, Bai Liu did indeed feel a weakness in his body caused by long-term intake of sugar and water, and his head began to feel a little dizzy. Holding the little waiter's hand and closing his eyes, he took two breaths to get used to this weakness. The little waiter, Bai Liu closed his eyes and was startled, he hurriedly took out a handful of candy from his sleeve: "This is the Jinping candy I just bought at the celebration, I secretly hid it in my sleeve and brought it here. , you eat a few to be sure!" Bai Liu opened his eyes slightly, and he took and swallowed a few. The sticky sweetness of the candy and the scratching sensation of the hard candy across his dry throat made him cough a few times the moment he swallowed it, and the little waiter Bai Liu's eyes became more and more distressed: " Wait until we sneak back to the boat house, where there is supervision, you can eat something and take a rest." "Boathouse?" Bai Liu's eyes turned, and his voice asked, "Where is it?" The little waiter stretched out his hand to touch Bai Liu's forehead, and asked worriedly: "Bai Liu, do you have a little fever and you're all confused?" "You don't even remember where the houseboat is?" "The houseboat is where we bought sacrifices lived when we were young." The little waiter sighed: "But it's normal if you don't remember. After five years, you were taken away by the master of the boat, and you never went back to the boathouse. The successor of the evil god king lives in the shrine in the town." Bai Liu lied in a flat tone: "I remembered it, but the boat house is a place where sacrifices are held. Wouldn't the nearby sacrifices be strictly supervised? Why is there supervision?" "It was originally a place where the boat house has been strictly guarding." The little waiter said with a sigh, "Bai Liu, you are so confused after practicing dancing, have you forgotten that tomorrow is the first day of the seven-day evil god sacrifice?" One day." "The houseboat tonight will not be supervised." The little waiter looked up without any emotion on his face: "Because the people in the town will go to the boat house to grab sacrifices frantically." "This is the beginning of the Evil God Festival, the Boat Palace Night Festival."
