Chapter 447: Cthulhu Festival·Houseboat 4 seems to be a **** offering sacrifices from...

The teacher shook in place for a moment, trying his best to find his mind. "This is the end of today's lesson."
"In addition to class recently, you still have one important thing to do." The teacher looked at all the sacrifices, and the expression on his face returned to normal. "The summer festival is coming. Before being sent to the shrine, the people of the sacrifices Go to the houseboat to test your pain once."
"But you sacrificial adults, don't worry too much about the results of this test."
The teacher smiled kindly, "Except for Mrs. Kui, your pain level should not be able to reach the standard. After all, it is only a summer festival, and you have to wait until the winter festival to mature."
"The sacrificial adults can go now." The teacher turned to look at Xiao Kui, the smile on his face became meaningful, "but Master Xiao Kui wants to stay again."
"Depending on the level of your pain, this year's summer festival will be ready for the offering."
"But in order to maximize your pain, in the next few days, we will do some extra special counseling for you, so that your pain can be exchanged for the desire to maximize the value of the Kitahara family."
The teacher stood in front of Xiao Kui, with a weird smile on his face, looking down at Xiao Kui condescendingly
"Master Xiaokui is sixteen years old, it's the age to fall in love, now you already know what a beautiful love is like."
"Then it's time to taste the painful side of love."
"Tomorrow we will convene a group of princes, Master Xiaokui, as the princess, choose the person you choose to have experienced love."
The teacher smiled, "They are all very good princes."
"These princes are handsome-looking attendants selected from the houseboat by the Kitahara family, but are about to freeze to death."
"The Beiyuan family rescued them from the cage and told them that it was because of the kindness of Master Xiaokui that they saved them, so they all admire you."
"They love you naturally, just like the Shiba Inu dog that Master Xiaokui once liked. As long as you stretch out your hand, you can easily get their love and loyalty to you."
"Of course you can choose not to choose these princes." The teacher leaned over to Xiao Kui's ear and smiled kindly, "At that time, we will be like disposing of the cats and dogs you don't want on the boat. , Get rid of these princes who love you."
"I hope Master Princess will not be so cruel."
The light in Xiao Kui's eyes, who had just stood up, disappeared inch by inch. She lowered her head, her tone of silence as if she had fallen into a well, "Okay, teacher."
"I will choose a prince."
That night.
Xiaokui lay hollow on the edge of the window sill, her long hair slid down her shoulders.
A sunny doll hung under the eaves of the attic where her brother and the dog had been hanged. It swayed in the dark. The windows of the high attic could not even see through the moonlight, and it was as dark as a towering coffin. .
A little light appeared in the dark mountains and forests.
Xiao Kui moved her eyeballs, and her facial features that had been stagnant on her face suddenly moved. She snorted, "Go again."
Bai Liu carried the lantern and walked on the mountain path, approaching the top of the mountain.
Xiao Kui moved, she lay on her hands, folded her hands, looked at Bai Liu in a daze, and muttered to herself, "This guy has survived until now."
"Does love really have such a magical power?"
Shirakagi walked to the entrance of the shrine, and soon a voice came from inside.
The voice was slightly urgent, but it was still as clear and clean as before. "I waited for a long time, and thought you won't be here tonight."
"It turned out to be late."
"Did something happen?" Sheta asked softly, "Is the sacrifice course late, or is it because today's course hurt you and your way up the mountain is slow"
Bai Liu who stood outside the door still didn't speak.
Because of the fast approach to the door, Xieta was strangled by the silk thread to breathe a little bit, and the blood flowed a little bit too fast. He looked down at his hand that was strangled by the silk thread on the door valve.
"Today, Bai Liu still won't come in to see me, nor will he say a word to me, right?"
Sheta continued to walk towards the door, his hand gripping the edge of the wooden door, the silk threads on his wrists and ankles contracted, sinking into his snow-white skin, and the blood flowed like a burst of blood. This tragic shape seemed to him to gossip about The tone is divided
"The thread on my body is getting more and more."
"God told me that this is the shackles that people's pain has turned into me. The more sacrifices I receive and the more pain I have felt, the pain of these sacrifices will become silk threads entangled on me."
"It's really weird." Sieta said in a puzzled voice, "I haven't received the pain of a sacrifice recently, but the thread on my body is getting more and more."
"Whose pain caused these threads?"
Sheta looked down at the silk threads entwining her body, then raised her eyes to look at the wooden door, "Is it Bailiu's pain?"
"But I have never seen Bai Liu again since then, and Bai Liu has not sacrificed to me your pain as a sacrifice. These threads should not have been caused by your pain."
The translucent silk threads were formed out of thin air one by one, woven into a sharp net and cut into Sieta's face. Blood flowed down the jaw from the scar. Sieta seemed to be ignorant of it, and he opened it calmly. Looking at the wooden door, his tone is slightly confused
"Then these threads, if it's not Bai Liu's pain, whose pain is it?"
Sheta frowned, and he raised his hand to cover his heart, "Why do these silk threads wrap around me only when you show up?"
Why is it that only the wounds caused by these silk threads make his heart feel particularly painful?
Bai Liu still did not speak.
There was a light rain in the forest, and the sound of rain was pattering.
In the rain and fog, Xieta heard the footsteps of Bai Liu turning and leaving, and he couldn't help taking a step forward.
At the moment when Sheta took that step, she seemed to respond, and countless transparent silk threads flew out from all directions and tied to Sheta's limbs and torso.
As Bai Liu's footsteps went farther and farther, there were more and more silk threads on Xieta's body, almost twisting him into a translucent cocoon with only his eyes exposed.
Blood ran down from every wound on his body and instantly stained the floor.
Xieta looked down at these threads whenever Bai Liu appeared or left, they would appear in dense clusters, trapping him here.
But the has said that these threads will only be produced if he feels the exact pain from the sacrifice.
So these threads are
The sound of Bai Liu's footsteps completely disappeared in the jungle, Xie Ta stood in a daze, he looked at the wooden door suddenly, his expression was unbelievable for a moment.
This time Bai Liu left, and he did not fall asleep either.
He is still awake, the silk thread has not disappeared, he is the only one in the entire shrine.
Sheta lowered his eyelashes slowly, and he looked at the blood-stained threads on his body without any expression on his face.
Keep him awake, make him bruised
It comes from his own pain.
In the penultimate rainy night of the summer festival, the moment the sacrifice left, the godless suffered pain for the first time.
So the dense pain made God sleepless, trapped God in place, and kept God at the door unwilling to leave.
God persistently pulled the pain in his body close to the wooden door where the sacrifices left. Day after day, God was soberly and persistently awaiting the temporary arrival of the sacrifices in the next night in the deepening pain.
It was as if God was offering sacrifices to his pain.

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