After I traveled through the book, I made the plot of the vicious female supporting role overturn

Lin Ruojin was suddenly called out and felt a little at a loss.

I was just watching the fun, how come it seems like I've gotten into trouble?

When Wei Changfeng heard this, he glared at her with his dead eyes and ran over, brushing away the frost and pointing at Lin Ruojin's hand.

"Don't point! That's my wife-to-be."

Lin Ruojin: Hmm?

"I am also someone else's wife, why?" Shuanghua screamed heartbreakingly, and she refused to stop even when her voice was hoarse, "You pushed me, who grew up here, out for an outsider, why?"

Although they were reluctant, there was nothing they could do about it.

"Shuanghua..." The village chief sighed, looked at her and said: "This year it is your family's turn. Look, three years ago it was the Liu family's daughter, two years ago it was the Wen family's second daughter... They all sent their daughters to become saints, so they are not outsiders..."

Just when Shuanghua was about to retort, the two families nearby spoke up.

"Whose daughter didn't grow up here? Didn't my daughter become a saint too?"

"Old Zhao, why is your Shuanghua so selfish? She is unwilling to contribute to the village and even wants to drag a girl from outside into this?"

Everyone's emotions were stirred up, and for a moment, their sympathy for Shuanghua disappeared. Shuanghua was suppressed by these people's words and could no longer fight for herself.

She lowered her head, covered her face in a confused manner, and finally burst into tears.

"I...I'm getting married...I'm...I'm getting married soon. In three days...only three days I'll...I'll..."

"My poor...child..." Her mother burst into tears.

She didn't dare tell her daughter yet. When the other family heard that Shuanghua was chosen to be the saint, they sent a letter of cancellation of the engagement early in the morning.

Because a saint must be pure and flawless, and have no husband's family.

A sudden farce suddenly stopped.

Lin Ruojin watched Shuanghua being taken back with a face full of resentment. She asked Jinwa and Shuiwa beside her: "Does the entry of the Saint into the temple take place every year?"

Shui Wa nodded and replied: "Once a year, every time a beautiful elder sister goes there, but every time she goes she never comes back."

Lin Ruojin was stunned, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

The saint entered the temple and never returned. Isn't this a sacrifice?

She wanted to ask more, but Wei Changfeng came running over happily again. Seeing Lin Ruojin frowning and turning away, unwilling to pay attention to him, he smiled and cleared his throat twice.

"Shuiwa and Jinwa, go home. I have something to tell your beautiful sister."

"No, mother said we should go home together!" Shuiwa shook his head vigorously and pulled Lin Ruojin to leave.

"No, why are you so ignorant, kid?" Wei Changfeng stared at Shuiwa, scaring him so much that he shivered.

Lin Ruojin reached out to stop Wei Changfeng. She asked him in a cold voice, "If you have anything to say, just say it here. If you don't want to, don't say it. I don't want to hear it either."

"Oh, don't be angry, my beauty. I am sincere! If my father and I hadn't protected you today, you might have been sent out!"

"Why did the Saint enter the temple?"

It was a rare occasion that this beautiful lady from outside the village was willing to talk to him, so Wei Changfeng quickly told her everything he knew.

It turns out that Hongxi Village was not called this name before, its original name was Shuixi Village.

The water flowing from the lake in the back mountain flows around the village and is the source of water for the villagers to survive.

Three years ago, for some unknown reason, the crystal clear water suddenly became foul-smelling and fishy.

This went on for several months, and when the villagers were helpless, an old monk passed by with a young monk. When they saw this situation, they told the villagers that the villagers had attracted evil spirits, and they needed a virgin girl to become a saint, build a temple for her, and send the saint into the temple on the full moon night to suppress the evil spirits.

Only then can the village return to peace. Otherwise, when the stream turns red, the villagers will die.

The villagers didn't believe it at first, but the old monk directly demonstrated a purification technique. He put his hand into the scarlet water, and the surrounding water instantly became clear.

He also said that his ability was limited and if they remained indifferent, there would be nothing they could do.

So, we started sending saints to the temple three years ago.

"Aren't you afraid that the monk is deceiving you? Have you seen the first two saints?"

"Except when the Saint Girl is sent into the Holy Temple, no one can get close to it at any other time. And everyone who goes in must be blindfolded, only..."

"only?"

"Every year on the night of the full moon, the old monk and his disciples would come back to preside over the ceremony for the saint girl to enter the temple."

After that, Wei Changfeng looked at the sky and said, "The Saint Girl will enter the temple when the moon is at its fullest. Usually, the two monks will arrive in the village an hour before that."

Lin Ruojin looked at the sedan chair that had been repainted red with all her thoughts.

At night, the sound of gongs and drums echoed throughout the village, mixed with the crying of women.

Lin Ruojin also heard it in the room with the door closed.

Sister Fang looked outside, wiped her hands, and called Jinwa and Shuiwa to go out and watch the ceremony together.

"Girl, do you want to come with me?"

Lin Ruojin wanted to refuse, but after looking outside, she agreed.

At this time, a sedan chair was parked in the open space in the center of the village. The red flower strips on the sedan chair fluttered in the wind, and the red was dazzling.

It looked particularly strange among the people gathered in a circle. The sedan was lightless, and the pitch-black interior behind the bright red curtain looked like a monster with a big mouth, waiting for the bride to enter.

"The Saint has arrived - everyone kneels down -"

The village chief shouted to everyone, and all the villagers knelt down.

Lin Ruojin knelt on the ground, looking up at a woman in a red wedding dress with a red flower on her head, who was tied up hand and foot, put on a veil and forcibly stuffed into a sedan chair.

"Saint Zhao Shi Shuanghua, 17 years old, good-looking and virtuous, is the best candidate for the saint..."

The long string of words was interrupted by the constant kicking and banging sounds coming from the sedan chair.

The village chief frowned and quickened his recitation speed.

After finishing the last sentence, the village chief stepped aside to make way for him and said, "Please welcome Master Fahui!"

Zen Master Fahui?

Lin Ruojin raised his head quickly. Standing on the stage was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow monk's robe and a cassock. Next to him was a handsome monk with his eyes downcast.

"Female donor, thank you for your contribution to the village!" The old monk's tone was calm and gentle, but the listeners felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

There was no movement in the sedan, and the violent noise just now was gone.

Just like that, as the old monk chanted, the sedan chair was lifted up by eight blindfolded strong men in red clothes and slowly walked out of the village.

Everyone stood up slowly and watched the old monk and the young monk lead the sedan bearers out of the village one after the other.

At this moment, the little monk who was walking at the back of the sedan chair suddenly stopped. He slowly turned his head, his nose twitching and his eyes filled with doubt.

It seems like it is smelling something, and it seems like it is looking for something.

The village chief stepped forward, lowered his body and asked in a low voice: "Young elder, do you have any other instructions?"

The little monk narrowed his eyes, then smiled and chanted a Buddhist name, then caught up with the others.