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Chapter 630 The Holy Maiden

 Although it is self-taught without a teacher, it is not easy to master this magical power but to use it skillfully.

The sword light that Qin Sang differentiated was not only full of flaws, but also lasted for a very short time and could not be used for fighting. He thought about it while walking on the road, and he became more and more aware of the profoundness of the sword.

The road to immortality is long, and every avenue is not easy!

Soon, when he came to the upper reaches of the river where he was rafting, Qin Sang flew at a low altitude, his consciousness spread out, and he went deep into the ground to see if there were any unknown existences in the underground river.

Nothing was found.

After entering the Qingyi River, Qin Sang disappeared, walked down the river, and landed on the mountain behind Qianhu Village. He frowned slightly and saw that there was no one in the room.

He left Qianhuzhai, and it took less than twenty days from the time of treatment to breakthrough. A small layer of dust accumulated on the desk in Mum Aunt's room, and she was nowhere to be seen.

Aunt Ya is very hard-working. If she still lived here, she would definitely wipe it every day.

"Having cured the birthmark and mute disease, has Mute Gu been recognized by the tribe?"

Qin Sang thought to himself, and rushed towards the front village, but still could not find the mute aunt.

Since the death of her grandmother, Mum Gu has been living alone and has not been accepted by her clan members. She does not dare to travel far by herself. She has never left the mountain of Qianhu Village since she was a child.

Even during the Wushen Festival, gatherings were held in the surrounding villages, singing and dancing, and the mute aunt could only stand on the top of the mountain alone and look there.

"The Festival of the Witch God is coming soon. Could it be that Aunt Mum has friends and will go to the party together?"

Qin Sang knew that Mum Aunt was looking forward to the Witch God's Festival, so she tried her best to think on the bright side, but she felt something was wrong.

After a quick scan of his consciousness, he finally found a familiar person, the dumb aunt's witch doctor grandfather.

The old man is the only witch doctor in Qianhu Village. He has a respected status. The stilt building he lives in is one of the best in the village. It faces the Qingyi River and has a wide view.

At this time, the old man was pounding medicine in the room. He was no longer as friendly as before, and his face was livid. He seemed to have a grudge against the medicine and was using great force.

"who?"

From the corner of his eye, the old man caught a glimpse of the door curtain fluttering, as if there was a figure, and he immediately became alert.

Then, when the light in the room dimmed, I saw a young man standing by the window at some unknown time, like a ghost. He was not from the village, but his face seemed familiar.

The old man turned his gaze and looked at the man's left shoulder, where his arm was still growing.

"Who are you?"

The old man touched the cane beside him and became very alert.

"Old sir, don't you remember me?"

After taking several medicines from the old man, although it was of no use, Qin Sang was very polite to him and said harmoniously: "A few days ago, I was seriously injured and my arm was broken, and I was floating on the river. Fortunately, my husband and my dumb aunt rescued me. The injuries on my body finally healed."

I have recovered and came here to express my gratitude, but I can’t see my dumb aunt. I wonder where she has gone?”

"It's you!"

When the old man remembered Qin Sang, his eyes suddenly turned red, with a look of resentment on his face. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Auntie Mute saved your life, but you have caused Auntie Mute so much misery, how dare you mention her!"

"What?"

Qin Sang frowned and said solemnly: "Aunt Mute has been kind to me for saving her life, how could I harm her? Before leaving, I expressed my gratitude to Aunt Mute for her kindness and gave me medicine to cure her mute disease and birthmark, so that she could return to normal.

Life...what happened?"

Qin Sang has realized that something must have happened during this period.

He knew that after Mum Gu recovered from her illness, her life would definitely change drastically, and her fellow tribe members would all explore the reasons for her recovery.

Curing a disease can still be justified.

Two difficult and complicated diseases were miraculously cured, which will definitely cause an uproar.

The mute aunt has no power herself, but may cause trouble.

Before leaving, Qin Sang warned the mute aunt to pretend that she was still mute and tell her fellow tribesmen that her grandfather, a witch doctor, had used a rare medicine to remove her birthmark.

Qianhu Village regarded Mute Gu as a disaster star. Apart from various coincidences, the main reason was that she judged people based on their appearance and believed that the birthmark on her face was a curse from the witch god.

By removing the birthmark, the mute aunt can try to blend in with her fellow tribesmen and live a normal life.

Qin Sang plans to come back and teach Mum Gu immortal magic or martial arts. When Mum Gu has the ability to protect herself, she won't be afraid if she speaks again.

Unexpectedly, an accident would happen in such a short period of time.

He also left a green clam coin just in case, but it didn't work either.

"Who harmed the mute aunt?"

Qin Sang's face turned cold, and there was a deep murderous intent in his eyes.

The old man felt that Qin Sang's momentum suddenly changed, as if a murderous star had arrived.

But the pity he felt for Mum Aunt in his heart made the old man fearless. He pointed at Qin Sang and said bitterly: "Because you cured Mum Aunt's birthmark, she was selected as a saint by Yi Hui Village! Yi Hui Village only selects beautiful girls.

, if it weren’t for you and the birthmark on the dumb girl’s face is still there, how could you possibly choose her?”

"Saint?"

Qin Sang felt relieved when he heard that it was not a life-threatening situation.

He had seen Yihui Village on the map of Wuchong Menkan. Yihui Village was the overlord of Qianhu Village and nearby areas. The priests in the village were immortal cultivators, and there was a foundation-building master who was even stronger than Tianyue Village.

a bit.

Qin Sang didn't know much about the shaman tribe in Western Xinjiang and didn't know what the 'Saint Girl' meant. It sounded like it was a good thing that Aunt Ya was chosen as the 'Saint Girl' by Yihui Village.

But it’s certainly not that simple!

The shamans refine corpses, control insects, and offer sacrifices to gods. Some of these customs are very evil.

"Yihui Village selects saint girls, what do they ask them to do?"

Qin Sang looked serious and asked in a deep voice.

The old man shook his head feebly, with tears glistening in his eyes, "I only know that the girl who was selected as the saint of Yihui Village has never appeared again! This child, Aunt Ya, has a very hard life..."

The old man sat slumped on the ground. Qin Sang heard what he said and realized what was going on.

It turns out that Yihui Village has rules. Every year before the Witch God's Festival, pure young girls who have just grown up from the controlled villages must be selected as the saints of Yihui Village.

The Yihui Village regards the 'saints' as an honor and will receive blessings from the witch god. However, every village is not stupid. There is no news about the saint maidens after the witch god festival and they have never appeared. There must be some unknown secrets.

But since the priests of Yihui Village are messengers of the Witch God, they are all mortals and dare not resist.

Secondly, Yihui Village does not ask for tribute from the same village every year. Each village only has its turn to pay tribute to the 'saint' every year. If it is within the tolerance range, this cruel rule will be acquiesced.

This year it happens to be Qianhu Village’s turn to pay tribute to the ‘Saint Girl’, and Aunt Mute is about to come of age.

When choosing a saint in Yihui Village, there are also requirements for appearance. If Qin Sang hadn't cured the birthmark on her face, the mute aunt would indeed have escaped this disaster.

"How is the 'Saint Girl' selected in Qianhu Village?"

Qin Sang asked with a cold tone.

The old man laughed miserably, "Everyone is eager to send away the 'disaster' that is the dumb aunt. Some people have long wanted to force the dumb aunt to death. Do we still have to choose?"

"They all deserve to die!"

Qin Sang snorted coldly and turned to look at Qianhu Village outside the window.

There was a cold light in his eyes, but he didn't take action. This would be overstepping his reach.

The mute aunt lost her virginity at a young age, but she was able to survive because she received help from her own clan.

Let her choose!

(The next chapter will come later.)


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