Chapter 629 - Have You Heard of the Terrifying Legends About Feng Tong Village?
Chapter 629: Have You Heard of the Terrifying Legends About Feng Tong Village?
Chi Jiao and Quan Jue were directly behind Huo Chen, with Beitang Lie and Pei Yao bringing up the rear.
Just as Huo Chen had said, Feng Tong Village was like a maze. All the houses looked the same with small, square yards. The roads were very narrow, and there were many twists and turns.
Although it was only eight or nine in the evening, the village was like a huge beast that had entered into a deep slumber. Apart from the cold, whistling wind, there was complete silence.
There were no street lamps on either side of the road, but there was a white lantern hanging at the entrance of every house. The pale light emitted from the white lanterns barely illuminated the road.
“Are you afraid?” Quan Jue suddenly asked the girl beside him in a low voice.
Chi Jiao was observing her surroundings curiously. She didn’t look afraid at all.
This was the first time she had seen such a clean village.
Although Feng Tong Village was famous for being poor, the road was well maintained and there were no signs of trash around.
Pei Yao also looked around curiously. On the other hand, Beitang Lie, who was walking beside her, was not as calm.
Ever since he stepped into the village, Beitang Lie clearly sensed a sinister aura.
The dead silence around him frayed his nerves to the limit.
At this moment, the terrifying legends of Feng Tong Village echoed in his mind.
Among them, the one about the little girl in her red burial gown was the most terrifying.
He had found this terrifying legend in the information they had dug up on Feng Tong Village.
Beitang Lie glanced at Pei Yao from the corner of his eye. Seeing that she was looking around curiously and was not afraid at all, his heart stirred slightly.
“Yaoyao, have you heard about the terrifying legends regarding Feng Tong Village?” Beitang Lie asked in a low voice.
“What terrifying legends?” Pei Yao asked indifferently.
“The story of the little girl in a red burial gown.” Beitang Lie suppressed the fear in his heart to tell this story. He wanted to scare Pei Yao. It would be best if she became so scared that she wanted to hide in his arms.
Pei Yao shook her head, her interest piqued. “Tell me more.”
Seeing that she wasn’t afraid at all, Beitang Lie felt that she was still too young and naive.
“Legend has it that Feng Tong Village presented the blood of living people as a sacrificial offering to the Evil Deity, whom they worshipped. The person selected for this sacrifice would become the Holy Maiden. Every time a Holy Maiden was selected, the villagers would pool together a sum of money for the Holy Maiden’s family as compensation. As Holy Maidens do not survive for long, generally speaking, no family was willing to sacrifice their daughter. But there were always exceptions. It was said that a hundred years ago, there was a famine in the village. In order to seek the Evil Deity’s protection, the villagers once again held the selection for the next Holy Maiden. The family of the chosen Holy Maiden would receive three catties of rice. During the famine era, three catties of rice were even more valuable than gold. A family with the surname Liu offered their daughter. The girl was only eight years old. Generally speaking, only females who had come of age could become Holy Maidens, but it was not a strict rule. The villagers were reluctant to subject an eight-year-old to this, but the girl’s father insisted on offering his daughter, just for the rice. The girl’s mother was unwilling, but she couldn’t stop her husband.
“After a girl became the Holy Maiden, she would belong to the Evil Deity. Even if she stopped being a Holy Maiden in the future, she couldn’t return home or have any contact with her parents. She couldn’t even speak to them. As a result, the girl’s mother prepared a burial gown for the girl in advance. She knew that after the girl became a Holy Maiden, she would only live for at most half a year more. She wanted her daughter to have a decent set of clothes on her when she died. Although the girl was only eight years old, she understood everything that was happening. She didn’t want to leave her parents and become a Holy Maiden. Therefore, she hung herself in her red burial gown.” At this point, Beitang Lie stopped and glanced at Pei Yao..