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Chapter 388 - 357: Eerie Late-Night Sights and Sounds in Xia Shui Village (2)
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Chapter 388: Chapter 357: Eerie Late-Night Sights and Sounds in Xia Shui Village (2)

It was like a withered flower, completely lifeless.

The man, wearing slippers, hurried toward the vegetable garden.

He glanced around the vegetable garden,

then casually plucked a strange-looking stalk of Deadman’s Grass,

and without a second thought, stuffed it into his mouth and began chewing it in big bites.

The Deadman’s Grass looked sinister and terrifying, its leaves seeming to carry a strange sheen.

The man chewed with great relish, as if he were eating the most delicious food in the world.

Before returning to the room, he swallowed all of the chewed-up Deadman’s Grass in his mouth,

the act of swallowing looking somewhat difficult as the veins on his neck bulged.

"Are you crazy? Over such a trivial matter, you actually ate something so precious."

the woman complained again, her voice filled with astonishment and worry.

"What choice is there? Having children is something every household in Xia Shui Village must do,

if we don’t have children in the future,

then I’m afraid Xia Shui Village won’t be able to continue existing in this world."

The man sighed helplessly, the sound filled with resignation and bitterness.

Immediately after, a strange sound came from inside the house.

"My God, how are you so powerful?"

the woman cried out, her voice thick with a mix of complex emotions—

surprise, fear, and a hint of indescribable excitement.

"This is Deadman’s Grass, after all. It can make anything happen."

The man’s voice held a trace of smugness, as if he had just accomplished a magnificent feat.

Lai Yu Yao and Sun Canxing, who were crouched by the window,

now found their faces flushing bright red again, like the evening sunset.

The two girls had never imagined they would have such an awkward and bizarre experience in their lives—

crouching beneath someone’s windowsill, eavesdropping on a couple during such an intimate act.

Their hearts were pounding, like a small deer thrashing around in their chests.

However, the questions in Lai Yu Yao and Sun Canxing’s minds began to snowball, growing larger and larger.

Just this evening,

a young, newlywed couple in the village

had just died in their home in an extremely bizarre and gruesome manner.

For any normal person, such a scene would be the stuff of nightmares.

They should have been terrified and shaken.

They might even be plagued by nightmares or unable to sleep for days.

But not only did these Xia Shui Village residents show no signs of fear,

they were even in the mood to be doing... this. It was completely illogical.

Lai Yu Yao and Sun Canxing both found the situation utterly strange; they couldn’t make sense of it no matter how they thought about it.

Afterward, Chu He quietly led Lai Yu Yao and Sun Canxing to several other houses.

After some investigation, the three of them uncovered an incredible piece of information:

at this very same time tonight, the entire Xia Shui Village

was engaged in this act of continuing their bloodlines.

The scene was like a preposterous farce.

Once they had confirmed this, the three of them moved to a more remote and quiet spot.

It was far from the clamor, quiet all around except for the occasional chirp of insects.

Lai Yu Yao raised a hand and gently fanned her still-warm cheeks, trying to calm herself down.

She frowned and said, "Could this be what Chang Bailin meant by preparing for tomorrow’s sacrificial ceremony?

This is too absurd and bizarre. I’ve never heard of anything like it."

"What should we do next? Should we grab someone and ask them what’s going on?"

Sun Canxing asked.

In her opinion, if Chu He were to make a move,

he could definitely grab a villager and question them for answers without anyone noticing.

It would be an easy task for him.

After all, Chu He’s power was unfathomable.

"Let’s not alert the enemy yet. The Evil Spirit hiding behind the scenes hasn’t shown itself at all,

and we’re not sure if there are traces of human manipulation involved.

Is the malevolent Evil Spirit acting with or without consciousness?

Until we have answers to these questions, it’s best we don’t make any sudden moves."

Chu He said with a grave expression, his eyes as deep as an abyss, as if pondering some complex puzzle.

Hearing Chu He’s words, Lai Yu Yao and Sun Canxing couldn’t help but fall into thought, their brows furrowing slightly,

a contemplative light flickered in their eyes

as they tried to process the information they had just gathered and the strategy Chu He had proposed.

Under Chu He’s lead, the three of them moved like lightning, swiftly leaving the village.

Their movements were light and agile, like ghosts in the dark night, not making a single sound,

nor did they alert the able-bodied men from Xia Shui Village who were standing guard.

Those men stood watch like wooden statues, completely unaware of their departure.

When they returned to where the group of young men and women were, they were greeted by a scene of utter exhaustion.

The group of youths seemed to have had all their energy drained from them,

most of them unable to resist the overwhelming fatigue.

Some had already fallen into a deep sleep, letting out soft snores that rose and fell in the quiet night like a dissonant lullaby.

Others had tear tracks not yet fully dried at the corners of their eyes, glistening faintly in the lamplight, telling of the fear and unease in their dreams.

Chu He looked at this scene, shook his head helplessly, and sighed to himself.

’What a completely unguarded bunch of kids.’

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