Mo Yanchi quickly stood up: "What’s going on?"
Bai Zhi’er also stayed to listen for a while.
It turns out that Tao Qingqian had just woken up and found that the bed of Ge Qian, who rood with her, was cold.
It seems like she never ca back.
Mo Yanchi asked, "Could it be that she woke up early and went out wandering without telling you?"
Tao Qingqian shook her head: "I’ve asked around everywhere, no one has seen her."
Mo Yanchi’s face turned grave: "This is bad, quickly get Marquis Wan over here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Fuce had already arrived with the Xiu Luo Envoy and the others.
"No need to look for them. She was probably taken by the villagers for the ritual. If we go now, we can still save her life."
"What?!" Mo Yanchi was shocked: "What ritual?"
Feng Fuce’s gaze was cold: "It’s a kind of evil magic. I won’t explain any further, you’ll understand when you see it."
Bai Zhi’er quickly added: "Everyone go, don’t fall behind."
What Marquis Wan said was so terrifying, coupled with Ge Qian’s disappearance, none of the remaining students dared to be left alone.
They all hurriedly followed behind Feng Fuce.
They used to disdain the Xiu Luo Envoy, thinking they were unsympathetic, but at this mont, they felt how safe they were, as if only they could protect them.
Bai Zhi’er ran up beside Feng Fuce and handed over a boiled egg.
"For you."
Feng Fuce glanced down, raised his eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "Didn’t you eat?"
"I was planning to find you so we could eat together, who knew you’d co over." The girl mumbled.
Feng Fuce took the egg and swiftly peeled off the shell, handing a whole egg to Bai Zhi’er.
"You eat first, I’m not hungry. After this is over, you can accompany for a proper al."
Their close interaction was witnessed by their fellow classmates behind them.
The Third Young Master looked half-awake, swaying as he walked, barely supported by the Sixth Prince.
"Third Brother, when will you wake up? I want to go to my sister." the Sixth Prince coldly said.
The Third Young Master was dizzy: "Hold for a bit longer, why am I so sleepy? This shouldn’t be happening."
Everyone followed Feng Fuce as they continued downhill, leaving the village.
Mo Yanchi and the rest discovered sothing strange.
The houses of the villagers were empty.
It was as if they had all vanished overnight.
But the further they followed Feng Fuce down, getting closer to the Long River, from a distance they saw a group of people standing there.
They could vaguely hear the sounds of drums and gongs.
Upon approaching, they discovered that this group of people was performing so strange sacrificial ceremony!
"Teacher, look, it’s Ge Qian!" Tao Qingqian shouted.
Everyone took a clear look and gasped.
They saw Ge Qian with hands tied behind her, lying on a small, dilapidated boat.
The boat looked like it was about to fall apart, yet it held six won tightly bound.
Bai Zhi’er looked closely, seeing both old and young among them.
So had disheveled hair and bruises on their faces, clearly showing signs of being beaten.
So cried mournfully, while others pleaded for rcy.
But the villagers seed not to hear, each one wearing a cruel look of excitent.
The boat also carried fruits and vegetables, a tied-up live chicken, and a bloody pig’s head.
Village Chief Huang Buren hadn’t yet noticed Feng Fuce and the others.
He raised his hands high: "After today’s final sacrifice, the River God will have rcy on us and send heavy rain!"
As Village Chief Huang Buren finished speaking, all the villagers erupted in joyous cheers.
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