Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Youyou had no objection at all. Although Lanxie was lazy, he had a really good brain.

She trusts Luo Xie and his brothers.

It’s not because he trusts their character, but because they still have invisible collars made by Ling Si around their necks.

This collar is invisible to others. If they have any evil intentions and want to escape, the collar will immediately explode their heads.

The clone is dead, and even if the original body creates another clone, it will not be this one.

The clone's desire to survive is definitely not lower than that of the original.

With Luo Xie and his brothers leading the team, she can ensure that the Purple Cloud Wood and the Wuji Pearl will return to her hands.

at last.

All the avatars of God have been sent out.

Seeing that there was no one around, Qin Youyou stood up, stretched, and gave Luo Lanxie a thumbs up.

Luo Lanxie shuddered with fear and knelt down at Qin Youyou's feet.

"Master, I'm sorry for offending you just now. I hope you won't blame me."

Qin Youyou hurriedly helped him up, smiling with a smile: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, add the chicken leg."

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It was getting late, and Qin Youyou took Lan Xie and walked along the ridge of the field to a farmer's house.

Zhao Xun was lighting a fire in front of the stove in the yard.

The child had lost too much blood in the past few days, so he wanted to make some delicious food for the child to replenish his body.

Today, the gods' messengers were plowing the soil, and some small animals ran out of the ground. He caught a lot of them, so he can have a good meal tonight.

He felt someone was looking at him and looked up.

A girl in green clothes was standing outside the yard, looking inside curiously.

It’s the little girl named Qin!

Zhao Xun still remembered that when the little kid was almost bled to death again, it was Miss Qin who stopped Zhao Sha. He will always remember this kindness.

If it weren't for this interception, his son Xiaodouding might have died today.

Miss Qin has no spiritual roots and is just a mortal. She must be hungry if she hasn’t eaten for a day, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun hurriedly stood up and greeted her warmly, "Miss Qin, come in and have a meal. I caught some good things from the fields today. Let's have a feast together."

The little kid also saw Qin Youyou. Despite his frail body, he ran over barefoot and stumbled over, saying sensibly, "Open the door for sister."

Qin Youyou thanked him with a smile and walked in without any hesitation.

"What are we eating?" She looked at the stove curiously.

Zhao Xun hurriedly picked up the big basin of good stuff he got today, opened the lid a little bit, and handed it to Qin Youyou like a treasure.

"We have enough to eat today. Miss Qin, please don't be polite and eat as much as you want."

When Qin Youyou saw it, her eyes widened.

It was a huge basin full of wriggling centipedes and woodlice!

Is this for human consumption?

Zhao Xun hurriedly closed the lid: "You can only take a quick look. These guys are crawling very fast. If you are slower, they will run out."

The little beanie was so anxious that his saliva flowed down his throat. "Daddy, I want to eat. I want to eat now."

"Be good, little one. Wait until daddy cooks it before giving it to you. It will be more delicious when cooked."

The little kid wiped his saliva fiercely, covered his rumbling stomach, and compromised: "Okay then."

Qin Youyou was dumbfounded.

"Uncle, is this what you usually eat?"

Zhao Xun waved his hand: "How can I eat all of this? I eat a lot of earthworms. Centipedes and woodlice are rare treasures that can only be found during festivals. Normally, I mainly eat field mice and scorpions..."

Qin Youyou was really confused: "Why don't you farm? Or raise some edible livestock?"

Zhao Xun smiled and replied, "The clan leader said that we Shamans eat the natural world and are born and raised by nature, so we are naturally different from ordinary people."

What kind of theory is this?

Qin Youyou was anxious: "You can't let the child starve like this!"

"But the clan leader said that only in this way can we preserve the spiritual power of the shaman clan and control the soul. Even if we die, the soul will remain immortal..."

Qin Youyou was puzzled: "How many people in that clan can achieve immortality after death?"

Zhao Xun thought carefully for a moment and answered seriously, "Clan leader Zhao Sha said he had already achieved minor success. His daughter Zhao Yan was also said to have achieved minor success, but...but Zhao Yan is dead, and her soul has not returned to the clan."

Zhao Yan turned out to be Zhao Sha's daughter? Qin Youyou was stunned. No wonder Zhao Sha had always targeted Wei Batian!

Luo Lanxie couldn't bear to listen any longer.

"The Soul Transfer Method that the Holy Light Temple taught you a thousand years ago has eighteen levels. Each level requires refining countless souls."

These words were like thunder exploding in Zhao Xun's mind.

"what?"

"The lives of your people are merely the nourishment Zhao Sha uses to practice his soul-transferring technique. He doesn't let you eat too well because he's afraid you won't die early enough."

Zhao Xun was filled with shock.

All the questions suddenly had answers at this moment.

No wonder Zhao Yan was born plump and cute, and no wonder she and Zhao Sha were never seen eating rats, flies, ants or insects.

No wonder, it was always the children of the tribe who were bled and sacrificed.

No wonder, even after growing up with great difficulty, their lifespan is still so short. Even if they embark on the path of cultivation, their lifespan is only a mere forty to fifty years. Only the clan leader, who cultivates to the level of a war ancestor, can live to over one hundred and twenty years.

No wonder the number of people in the clan has been decreasing over the years.

Even if women tried their best to give birth to children, the population would still decline rapidly.

Zhao Sha said that all the deceased tribesmen had sacrificed themselves for the shaman, and their souls would enter reincarnation and live a peaceful and smooth afterlife...

Now think about it...

Zhao Xun felt the blood in his body freeze, and the truth was so horrible that it made him tremble.

Zhao Sha has been using the lives of his entire clan as stepping stones!

The souls of the clan members must have been refined by Zhao Sha and Zhao Yan long ago, reduced to ashes and destroyed, never to enter reincarnation!

But Zhao Xun suddenly thought of a point he had overlooked and frowned, "That's not right. Zhao Sha has only been the clan leader for sixty years. Sixty years ago, or even hundreds of years ago, our ancestors had already started eating raw meat and drinking blood."

Qin Youyou glanced at Zhao Xun distressedly, "What if this Zhao Sha isn't the real Zhao Sha?"

Zhao Xun turned his head suddenly.

"How is this possible?"

But the next moment, this horrible guess reminded him of his childhood.

On the day when Zhao Sha inherited the position of patriarch at the age of 30, he had a high fever. After that, Zhao Sha's temperament changed drastically.

The night before the high fever broke out, the previous patriarch died at the age of 128.

So, Zhao Sha is actually the former clan leader?

No, it could even be the ex-ex, the ex-ex-ex...

No one knows how many generations he has succeeded!

He used the young body of the new clan leader to rule the entire clan forever, marry and have children, and then used the lives of the clan members, generation after generation, to continue his own eternal life...

Zhao Xun didn't dare to think about it anymore. His body began to tremble and he almost couldn't stand. He held onto the edge of the stove, slowly squatted down, covered his face, and cried inconsolably.

"Lies, all lies!"

"We were all deceived."

"what!"

Qin Youyou looked at the collapsed Zhao Xun and sighed.

Cults harm people.

After a long time, Zhao Xun wiped away his tears, cheered himself up, and went to cook again.

We can't keep the guests waiting for too long.