How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

[Host, your beloved is a villain, how do you feel?]

[Is it stimulating? Are you happy? (つд?)]

Anyway, the system feels a toothache. It is a little jealous of seeing couples dating every day.

"It's quite sweet. Although I'm possessive, I just like this feeling!" Song Wenjing savored it carefully.

Of course Song Wenjing knew that those marks were painted, but so what? If he liked it, he would act with him. Whatever he wanted, he would definitely give it to him!

only……

Song Wenjing touched his swollen lips and the marks on his body. Why did he feel like he had been ravaged?

Inner thighs too!

The marks on the neck are even more blatant. Does An An think that there is no mirror here and that she can't see them?

"I can hide the marks on my body with clothes, but I can't hide the marks on my mouth either. I'm afraid I won't be able to experience the ethnic customs of Miaojiang with those friendly teammates."

He just said it casually, but there was no regret in his tone.

[Host, the villain couldn't possibly be without medicine. He clearly left traces intentionally.]

"Oh, I quite like it. I didn't say I didn't like the marks!"

system:"……."

So the clown is actually me?

A little while later, a little boy knocked on the door. After getting Song Wenjing's consent, he brought in the food and said, "Hello, my name is Lulu. The young master asked me to bring this here."

Lulu saw the marks on Song Wenjing's neck and said apologetically, "Oh my God, was your neck bitten by a mosquito? Such a big mosquito."

"Logically, there shouldn't be mosquitoes in the young master's room. I'll get you some mosquito repellent herbs later. The marks on your neck are a little scary."

Without the young master, he no longer felt afraid. He stared at the guests coming from afar with great curiosity. The clan leader always said that the people outside were insidious villains.

He particularly likes to disguise himself, and when the time is right, he will kill you with one strike.

But he felt that the people in the young master's room were very nice and smiled gently, like the sun that suddenly shone down in winter.

Song Wenjing was a little embarrassed. He wanted to cover it with a scarf, but he didn't expect there was no scarf in his bag.

"Yes, a particularly large mosquito, so there's no need for mosquito repellent. Your young master should have some here, but he forgot to put it out last night."

"Oh, okay." Lulu sat beside the table and asked Song Wenjing about the outside world with some curiosity.

Without the order of the patriarch, no one in the Miao village could leave without permission. For hundreds of years, no one had left the village. This was because every time the patriarch would speak righteously about the horrors of the outside world.

Later, it evolved into a situation where the people in the tribe were very afraid of outsiders and did not dare to step out of the Miao village at all. They only wanted to guard their own piece of pure land.

Song Wenjing briefly explained the situation outside. Lulu listened very carefully and asked a question or two from time to time.

"Your friends wanted to come look for you, but the young master said you were still asleep and stopped them from coming."

"The others also agreed and didn't tell them where you were." When Lulu came over, she was asked if she knew where Song Wenjing was.

Lulu said he didn't know, because this was the young master's special order, and he dared not disobey. In the near future, the young master would become the clan leader, which was tacitly accepted by everyone in the Miao village.

Song Wenjing: "I accidentally caught a cold last night, so I slept a little late this morning. Explain this to them when you go out."

"Just say that I'm not available today and I'll go with them tomorrow so they don't have to worry." Apply ice when the time comes. If that doesn't work, say you were stung by a wasp!

Lulu nodded and said, "Okay." After Song Wenjing finished eating, he put the tableware in a box and took it out. Before leaving, he said, "There will be an important sacrifice in a month."

"By that time, the village will be very lively, with singing and dancing. If the girls in the Miao village like you, they will also express their love boldly."

"Will you stay until then?"

Song Wenjing smiled and said, "I think so."

"Oh."

After Lulu left, Song Wenjing asked curiously: "What is the sacrifice?" Hearing Lulu's words, the sacrifice seemed to be a human.

Using humans as sacrifices is illegal!

[Host, the sacrifice is indeed a person from the Miao village as you thought. An important sacrifice is held here every three years.]

The offerings are living people, who are sacrificed to the mountain god in the hope that the Miao village will have peace and prosperity for the next three years.

Song Wenjing frowned and said unhappily, "Doing this kind of thing is simply against the will of heaven. How could there be a mountain god in this world? It's clearly foolish and ignorant."

"Could the mountain god be that python? Hasn't it been controlled? Why is a sacrifice still needed?" Whenever he thought of using humans as sacrifices, anger arose in his heart.

[The mountain god is indeed the python. The mountain god has reached an agreement with the ancestors of the Miao village that as long as a sacrifice is offered every three years, it will guarantee that it will not cause trouble to the people of the Miao village.]

[In fact, the most important thing is that it is afraid of the eye worn by the high priest. The mountain god's only weakness is that eye.]

[Although that eye wouldn't kill it, it would make it feel the pain of its soul being pulled, a deep and painful wound.]

[The python had lived for a long time and had long since developed intelligence. The Miao village's ancestors were unable to kill it, so they could only seal it away. To appease it, they sacrificed a human every three years.]

[In fact, the Miao people originally lured outsiders here and offered sacrifices to them. However, the mountain gods did not accept the outsiders' wishes, and the outsiders could only bless the Miao village with a year of peace and health.]

[Later, the Miao village chief stopped luring outsiders.]

……

When Wu Jinan came back, Song Wenjing had nothing to do so he looked at the books on the table. The writing on those books was complicated, as if he was reading a book without words.

Song Wenjing experienced what it means to be illiterate!

Thinking about it, it really makes me sad, "Qianchen, I have become illiterate."

The system rolled its eyes. "Find a villain and have him teach you what's in the book. Aren't you good at playing the victim?"

Song Wenjing retorted: "No way, I was sincere, how could I be playing the victim? That's nonsense!" He absolutely refused to admit it.

[Hmph! Don't think I don't know your little thoughts. You just want the villain to sit on your lap, the two of you close together, and he will patiently teach you the words in the book.]

[Then you look at each other from time to time, his hand accidentally touches yours, and you are surprised, then silently shake it.]

Song Wenjing: “…”

Forced a smile, "Shut up, thanks!"