Chapter 467: Evil God Festival - Boathouse

Cangta laughed a little, but it quickly faded as he gazed out at the picture of the wave shrine hanging on the wall and said softly, "But ever since that incident, these people in Deerfield County have come to fear this Evil God's body."

"They didn't dare to put the body of the evil god, who had suffered so much for their ugly wish, in the mountain shrine after the fire had burned it, because it was too close, and that scared them, but they didn't want to give up this annual evil god festival, so they built a huge ship-shaped shrine and moved the body of the evil god and the whole of the original Kagome Shrine far away from the Kagome Prefecture to the sea."

Xiao Kui laughed sarcastically, "Originally, this group of people wanted to be closer to God even if they had to die, now they want to be farther away from God even if they have to die."

"Yes." Cangta lowered her head and looked at her bloodstained knuckles, "And then later, in order to prevent the sacrifices from uniting and rebelling during their training, they separated the sacrifices into separate training sessions, and that's how the suffering chambers were constructed."

"Every year at the Evil God Festival, the chosen sacrifices ride in a small boat, led by servants from the eight families and other wishing Kagome Prefecture villagers to the Maritime Shrine, where they are sacrificed."

"We're brought on board every year, but we're brought back again when the sacrifice fails." Xiao Kui shrugs her shoulders without concern, "Bai Liu too."

Cangta hesitated for a moment, but still argued in a low voice, "It's not quite the same as Bai Liu-sama if we don't succeed in our sacrifice, is it?"

"We were unable to awaken the Evil God-sama because we weren't in enough pain, but Bai Liu-sama was the one who suffered the most among us."

Cangta paused, "I heard from the other retainers that the Gobunshi family wanted to sacrifice Bai Liu-sama every year because Bai Liu-sama was the most painful sacrifice ever, but even though the Gobunshi family's servants grabbed Bai Liu-sama by the hair and forced Bai Liu to the Evil God-sama to be sacrificed, the Evil God-sama obviously awakened from the pain of Bai Liu-sama, but he just wouldn't open his eyes Bai Liu-sama's pain has awakened him, but he just won't open his eyes. ......"

Xiao Kui was quiet for a moment, her voice muffled as she turned her head with her back to Cangta, "Because with her eyes open, Bai Liu might be sacrificed."

"These two ......" Xiao Kui muttered in a small voice, "What a misadventure."

"When Bai Liu was guarding the evil god outside the shrine gate every night, he just wouldn't talk, and now it's the evil god's turn to be at the shrine on the sea, where he can only see Bai Liu once a year, but he can't open his eyes to see his one and only love interest."

"What kind of fairy tale is this ......"

Cangta also quieted down, "Even though the Gobunshi family said that they put the Evil God-sama in the Maritime Shrine, when we went to offer sacrifices every year, we never saw the Evil God-sama physically, we only saw an empty shrine placed in the Maritime Shrine."

"It is said that the only way to see the Evil Lord is to be able to awaken the Evil Lord Sacrifice with your own pain."

Cangta frowned with some concern, "But you and I have been to the Maritime Shrine so many times, and we have secretly searched everywhere else, and we have not found the Evil God-sama, so I don't know where the Evil God-sama has been hidden by that group of the Gobunshi family."

"That group of brutes from the Gofune family." Xiao Kui hatefully clenched his fist and pounded the ground to curse, "Obviously when the Evil God killed people five years ago, that group of people from the Gofune Family were about to commit suicide and die under the influence of the Evil God's corpse, but it turned out that some real Evil God manifested his spirit and entered their dreams, forcibly interrupting their suicidal process and letting these rampant dogs live to this day!"

Cangta looks out the window at the storm and murmurs, "I wonder if we'll make it through the summer festival this year."

Summer Festival seaside venue in heavy rain.

The crowd attending the festival scattered in all directions with umbrellas in their hands, large umbrellas to protect them from the rain were erected on one of the stalls that had been set up along the coast, and the vendors complained about the hateful weather as they scrambled to pack up their wares:

"What's going on with the Summer Festival this year? It never rains in past years ......"

"Tonight's fireworks display will be delayed as well."

"The pre-schedule for the Shinto ritual dance is tonight too, right? It's raining so hard, are we still going to dance?"

Standing on the high platform looking down on all of this, the head of the Gobunshi family's face was gloomy, standing with his hands behind his back, he looked like he did five years ago, his eyes were full of gloom, there was a servant beside him who respectfully bowed his head and reported in a low voice:

"Mifune-sama, the rain is very heavy, do you think it would be appropriate to cancel or postpone some of the ritual items?"

Gosun's eyes narrowed, "The fireworks display will be postponed, the other events will not be canceled and will be held on time."

This servant hesitated for a moment, "But Lord Gobunshi, the Eight Great Family Sacrificers have always traditionally offered sacrifices in advance, which means that they will be departing on a boat to the Maritime Shrine tonight, and now that the winds and waves are a bit rough, won't this be canceled as well?"

"Ask them about that, they can cancel if they want to, and if they don't they can sail their own ships." The Gobune's slack-jawed face twitched with some slightly wry smile, "But whether they take it or not, the Gobune family is not canceling tonight."

"Take the offerings, Bai Liu and his retainer, and this night we will sail to the Maritime Shrine for the sacrifice."

The servant jerked his head up in shock, "Bai Liu again?"

The Imperial Ship swept the servant with slanted eyes, "What, do you have a problem with that?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare!" This servant quickly lowered his head, and only after a long interval did he dare to cower and raise his head to inquire carefully, "It's just that Lord Gobunshi, hasn't Bai Liu already been privately sacrificed by us almost twenty times and still hasn't succeeded?"

"Wasn't it for this reason that you chose Bai Liu as the heir to the Evil God and made him want to offer a dance to the Evil God?"

The smile on Gobune's face grew odd, "Yes."

"It is for this very reason that I have to keep insisting on taking Bai Liu to be sacrificed; he is a sacrifice so painful that the evil gods will not even open their eyes to him."

The servant looked up in confusion, "It's just that Lord Gobunshi, even if Bai Liu is in pain no matter how much he suffers, the Evil God won't open his eyes to see that the sacrifice can't be successful, so what's the need to bring such an unsuccessful sacrifice to the shrine?"

The Imperial Ship looked away from the breaking waves with cloudy eyes, the smile on his face grew more and more treacherous, but he opened his mouth and answered, "I had a dream last night."

"The real Evil God in my dream told me that I could sacrifice the most painful offering in the entire world tonight and usher in the newborn Evil God."

Along the coast, undulating waves lapped against the shore rocks, sending out layers of waves.

There were two small boats on the waves that rose and fell with the swells, and these were so far apart that it was impossible to glimpse the other on a rainy night like this downpour.

On top of each of these two boats stood a boatman in a straw raincoat with a rain hat on his head.

"Master Bai Liu." Wearing a translucent raincoat, the Imperial Boat Family's servant bowed and led the way in front, guiding Bai Liu to the front of one of the small boats, raising his hand in a respectful gesture of invitation, "Please board the boat."

Bai Liu is holding a paper umbrella in his left hand, and he is completely decked out, wearing a full set of ceremonial garments, a white inner lining, a red scarlet hakama, and an outer lining of a light, semi-sheer, sarong with large sleeves embroidered with gold-silk crane feathers, and lightly holding a kagura bell in his right hand.

Under such a pounding rain, the saree was wet with water, his long hair hanging down his shoulders plastered to the soaked saree snaking down from the pale neck to the lining, a very shallow bit of red lipstick dotted right in the center of his lips, pursed away by himself, looking more and more vibrant in color in the pitch-black rain.

Bai Liu slowly raised his umbrella, his eyes dark, looking calmly across the edge of the paper umbrella that fell into the water like a beaded curtain, looking at the imperial boat servant who had guided him onto the boat, as if he had already guessed where he was going to take him.

The servant was put in a trance by Bai Liu.

No wonder Lord Gobune said that this man is an evil god's ......

Bai Liu's voice was calm and clear as he asked rhetorically, "Isn't dressing me up like this going to make me offer a dance to God? And where is this going?"

The servant hurriedly returned to his senses, he looked down and didn't dare to look at Bai Liu's inexplicably regal eyes, "Master Bai Liu, it's like this, this year with the heavy rains, the divine festival dance is no longer being held on the shore, it's going to be held on the sea shrine."

"This year is the once-in-a-decade grand festival, and it coincided with heavy rains, so Lord Gobune ordered that in gratitude for Lord Evil God's ten years of contribution to Kagome Prefecture, it would suffice for you to offer a dance to Lord Evil God this year, and there is no need for you to offer a dance to the villagers of Kagome Prefecture."

"Please." The servant sidestepped out of the way, "The rain is a bit heavy, so to ensure your safety, please take a separate boat to the Maritime Shrine first, and your retainer will come by another boat later."

Bai Liu swept him off his feet and hopped aboard.

The boat bobbed, and the boatman looked up like the imperial boatman's servant to make sure Bai Liu was aboard, cranked up the wooden pulley, and moved forward toward the sea shrine that bobbed and undulated in the waves.

The moment the ship started, Bai Liu picked up the system panel in front of him:

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Bai Liu for opening the final scene map of "Evil God Sacrifice Boathouse" and opening the final node plot.]

Meanwhile, another ship.

Spades stares at the Gobunshi family servant in front of him and expressionlessly expresses his need, "I want to go to the Maritime Shrine."

The servant looked at the whip in Spades' hand and shivered as he shrunk into a ball, unable to cry, "But, but you are not Lord Bai Liu's retainer! Please wait a moment!"

"If you want to go to the Sea Shrine, you can wait for the other squire's ship tomorrow ......"

"No wait." As soon as Spades finished his words, he simply jumped onto the boat, slapped the boat's shrieking boatman onto the shore with a whip, and then turned back to say indifferently, "You tell them to wait, I'm in a hurry."

When he had finished speaking, Spades raised his hand and struck the sea with his whip from side to side, which, because of its rapidity, produced a strange effect like paddling, and Spades's boat flew off like an arrow from a string, toward the sea shrine.

The dazed servants and boatmen left on shore: "......"

Meanwhile, the ornamental pool.

Mu Sicheng looked at Spades on the big screen, his face so dark that it looked like it could drip water, grimacing and shaking his legs, "What kind of shit is this live broadcast, watching a match the whole fucking time is this motherfucker, where's Bai Liu! Why don't you broadcast Bai Liu's situation!"

"It's fucking halfway through the game, and I just saw Bai Liu start off to practice his dance, and then halfway through it cuts to Bai Liu over there, still practicing his dance."

"Hey I don't fucking believe it!" Mu Sicheng slapped his thigh in anger, "I don't believe that Bai Liu will keep practicing some kind of dance when he's playing in a tournament!"

"Is the system shady! Why is Bai Liu such a little bit of OB footage! Is the system maliciously editing!"

"Don't talk dirty, there are children." Tang Er hit although so said, but also frowned tightly, face low, he looked at the big screen on the Spades just jumped on board, "But this broadcast does have a big problem, Bai Liu only cut the beginning and the middle of a small section of the game screen, the rest of the time the whole time is the Spades, this is not at all a normal league game broadcasting screen. "

Mu Ke didn't look very good, "Is it possible that Bai Liu's side of the screen can't be released?"

"What can't be released?" Mu Sicheng instantly turned his head to look over.

Liu Jiayi was staring dead at the big screen, "Like the last five building situation."

Tang Er hit snapped at Liu Jiayi: "You mean ......"

Before Tang Er could hit his stride, Wang Shun's excited, broken voice cut him off, "Cut Bai Liu's picture!"

Almost everyone looked up at the big screen.

In the rainy night, Bai Liu, almost drenched to the skin, holding an umbrella and lifting his cumbersome Himehakama in his right hand, steps up from a small boat onto the steps of the Maritime Shrine, while at the same time, in the left corner of the big screen image, Mu Sicheng can clearly see Spades leaping up from a small boat and jumping directly onto the floor of the Maritime Shrine.

The ship-shaped shrine wobbled a bit from Spades' jumping landing, and the two men disembarking from either side of the shrine looked up at the same time and saw each other.

Mu Sicheng didn't hold back the angry grass, clenched his fist and hammered the leg of the Tang Er hit next to him: "Dog than the system, waiting for half a day without broadcasting, once broadcasting to make a so big!"

Tang Er typed: "......"