Free Web NovelAfter Meng Raoze yielded, the adorable humanoid Miss BB machine continued to spout a lot of useless garbage, then took out the particularly intimidating Wenwu Knife from the thatched hut and placed it on his neck before handing the right to speak to the 'well-behaved' Old man.
Meng Raoze's head was spinning from being tricked by a bunch of unfamiliar terms. After thinking for a long while, he finally spoke up nervously.
"This village originated a long, long time ago. Back then, a group of soldiers were ordered by the king to take a hundred virgin boys and girls into the mountains to find immortals..."
"Uncle, are you telling fables here? Get to the point!"
"Uh..." Meng Raoze glanced at the kitchen knife on his neck out of the corner of his eye, nodded, and said, "After they found the immortals..."
Lu Yibei interrupted, "They gained a lot of amazing knowledge, right? I know this!"
"Uh, in the process of serving the immortals, they discovered that the immortals' lives had reached their end, and they were just staying here temporarily..."
"So they got greedy and imprisoned Him, right? Got it, next part."
"This, this... They used the mountains and rivers as a cage to imprison the immortals, and at the same time imprisoned themselves, and were also cursed by the immortals..."
"Got it."
After being interrupted several times, Meng Raoze's gaze towards Lu Yibei became strange. He asked with a look of confusion, "Miss, how do you know so much?"
She knows so much, and yet she's not dead? Meng Raoze added in his heart.
Lu Yibei rolled her eyes at him. "I said I'm a deity, that's why I know so much. Do you believe me?"
"This..." Meng Raoze twitched the corner of his mouth and chuckled awkwardly, "Miss, you can't make jokes like that, you really can't!"
Although he didn't know what other immortals were like, as the former Priest of this village, he was very familiar with the immortals here.
Immortals are like dragons, seen only by their tails, impossible for human eyes to observe. Every contact brings a sense of despairing suffocation and a tremor from the depths of one's soul, making one only want to kneel and worship.
But this Miss...
Meng Raoze secretly glanced at Lu Yibei again.
This girl is born so pretty. When she grows up, she will definitely be even more beautiful than the legendary first generation Hui婆!
If she wasn't holding this seemingly exceptionally sharp knife, I wouldn't feel any fear from her at all.
How could an immortal be like her? Meng Raoze thought.
Seeing that what Meng Raoze said was fragmented and contradictory, and things she already knew from Ju Meng's translated content, Lu Yibei became a little impatient.
She switched the kitchen knife from her left hand to her right, and said expressionlessly, "Forget it, letting you talk bit by bit, who knows when we'll finish! Let's change the mode now, I'll ask and you answer!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I will tell you everything I know." Meng Raoze nodded.
Lu Yibei looked Meng Raoze up and down and said, "Let's start with your previous job? How did you become a Priest, and what did you mainly do after becoming a Priest?"
"I..." Meng Raoze slightly parted his lips, pondered for a few seconds, and spoke slowly.
...
There is a very strict condition to become a Priest in the village.
Only villagers who are born without physical deformities and whose minds are also free of problems after growing up to sixteen years old are qualified to be candidates for Priest.
Such conditions sound simple to meet, but for people who have lived here for generations, suffering from the immortals' curse and constant intermarriage among relatives, it is almost like a miracle.
Almost every newborn here has physical deformities and carries certain serpentine features. Some women even carry for ten months, only to give birth to a pool of foul-smelling pus.
Therefore, leaving aside whether their minds are normal after adulthood, just a newborn with normal limbs is already one in a hundred.
...
Halfway through his words, Meng Raoze suddenly added in a sad tone, "No, strictly speaking, there are no normal people left in these villages of ours..."
"What do you mean?" Lu Yibei tilted her head.
Meng Raoze didn't explain anything to her and just started taking off his clothes on his own, about to display a bare-chested, exposed spectacle before her eyes.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei was momentarily stunned. "Hey! Hey! Uncle, we were talking perfectly fine, why are you taking off your clothes?"
"Don't think you can mess around just because I'm a girl. I'm not afraid of your tricks! I've ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) seen a lot of the world!"
Yeah, that's right, I've been to the bathhouse so many times. When a bathhouse is big, what kind of bird isn't there? Lu Yibei thought to herself, covering her eyes tightly with both hands.
Damn it, why do I still feel a little shy? This must be the side effect of Liang Yue and Yun Meng's urban legend core at work!
"Girl, look..."
"I won't!"
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"..."
Lu Yibei was silent, shrinking her neck, and opened a slit between her fingers to look towards Meng Raoze. Immediately after, her pupils slightly contracted.
She saw that on Meng Raoze's emaciated, aged body, densely packed red veins, like a fungal mat, had grown all over. With his breathing, the veins gently wriggled, and a lantern-shaped light flickered within his chest cavity.
"What's... what's going on with you?" Lu Yibei pointed at Meng Raoze's body and asked.
"This is the fate of normal people."
As he spoke, Meng Raoze lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, looking completely resigned.
...
Here, there is a very small probability that seemingly completely normal newborns will be born.
However, after they are born, they have no chance to spend their first night by their mother's side. The door of their home will be knocked on by the Hui婆.
The Hui婆 will take them to the ancestral hall shared by the villages and place them in the cellar beneath the ancestral hall.
That cellar is astonishingly large and connected to countless dark, damp cave tunnels, strangely inverted and utterly dark. It has narrow passages that are interconnected yet twisted and steep, making it impossible for people to walk upright; one can only crawl on the ground, wriggling like a snake.
Newborn infants are fragile. Staying in such a damp, cold, and lightless cellar, the chance of survival is very low. A large number of infants die in this process, and the cellar is piled high with tiny skeletons.
If an infant luckily survives, three days later, the Hui婆s will send them back to their families.
However, after experiencing all of this, the nightmare that will accompany them throughout their lives has just begun.
...
After hearing Meng Raoze mention the term "Hui婆" several times in a row, Lu Yibei finally couldn't help but interrupt, "What does that Hui婆 you mentioned do?"
"That is..." Meng Raoze paused and said, "Hui婆 was initially the common term for the brides sacrificed to the immortals."
"In fact, our ancestors also once tried to gain the understanding of the Great Serpent God, sending brides to Him for many consecutive years."
"Later, those brides became Hui婆s and lived in the ancestral hall of the village."
Lu Yibei, "..." Using a honey trap on a mythical urban legend?
Leaving aside whether it works or not, didn't you consider the feelings of the girls who were used as sacrifices?
If it were me, even without the urban legend' instigation, I would... Wait, no! I wouldn't become a bride! Lu Yibei thought.
While she was thinking, Meng Raoze slowly started talking again.
...
Those newborns who survived the cellar's baptism and luckily lived, during their growth process, would inexplicably have a lot of knowledge appear in their minds that they had never encountered before.
These were mysterious ancient books containing a large amount of obscure knowledge and urban legend. Many of these books were unique copies that had long been extinct in the outside world, or ancient scriptures unheard of outside.
Once this knowledge began to appear in their minds, they would start having constant nightmares every night, returning again and again to that dark, damp, narrow, and cramped cellar, continuously delving deeper into the darkness.
In the darkness, there were many filthy, impure living things they couldn't see, huddled together, endlessly crawling in that maze-like space that seemed distorted.
As time passed and the nightmares repeated, gradually, they would see the living things in their dreams become clearer, revealing distorted, monstrous faces covered in blasphemous scales, and would hear the increasingly intense snake language, enough to drive people insane.
...
"Wait, snake language? What's that?" Lu Yibei frowned and interrupted, "Is it the kind that Harry Potter hears, uh, sorry, you probably don't know what Harry Potter is."
"How about you say it for me to hear?"
Hearing Lu Yibei say this, Meng Raoze's expression changed. His cloudy eyes seemed to regain their luster as if in a final burst of life, a luster filled with panic, terror, and near-madness.
"You, you really want to hear it? No, no, you don't want to hear it! And I can't say that sentence in human language."
"Then just say it in snake language?" Lu Yibei said gloomily.
Hearing this, Meng Raoze stared intently at Lu Yibei. His rekindled eyes' gaze gradually deepened, as if trying to see something else through her body.
Immediately after, he suddenly opened his mouth wide, revealing a full set of slightly pointed yellow teeth. In the light of the blood-colored lantern in the room, Lu Yibei vaguely saw his small tongue, forked as if cut by something.
That small tongue, like a snake's flicking forked tongue, wriggled and trembled wildly. A series of rustling sounds, like the wind of a venomous snake flicking its tongue, came from deep within his throat.
However.
As those soft sounds entered Lu Yibei's ears, she miraculously understood...
"The Serpent God from a distant land perished here, cursing with an immortal soul that normal people can only have deformed lives, and only deformed people can live normally."
Lu Yibei unconsciously spoke out the meaning she understood from the snake language.
Meng Raoze looked at her, his expression gradually turning to horror. "You, you... Why? Why did you understand? You... This, how is this possible?"
"..." Lu Yibei pondered for a while, thinking for a long time but not knowing how to explain it to him. She could only helplessly and seriously spout a piece of garbage talk.
"Well, didn't I tell you? I'm a deity, but you didn't believe me!"
