The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

Based on past experience, a deduction usually only ends when the deduced avatar dies, but it ends directly now, which can only mean that the strange lifespan in hand is not enough, and more strange lifespan is needed.

Somewhat unexpected.

Right now, Bai Qian doesn't have much of her lifespan left, either from the strange or the demonic. All she has left are some incense and delusions. Bai Qian can't find anything useful or necessary about these two things.

Perhaps we can find some way to use up both of these later.

As for now... it's still the same as before.

If you don't have enough lifespan, then go find demons and monsters to borrow from.

As for the subsequent four realms, Bai Qian also has some ideas, which still need to be put into the [heart of the furnace], that is, its next step.

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"How about we stay in the small village ahead for the night and continue our journey tomorrow?" Pei Huan said to the two people behind him as he drove the donkey cart.

No one knows where she found the donkey cart; it was so rudimentary that it was just a wooden plank supported by the cart. At that moment, Lingxi and Bai Qian were sitting on the back plank with their feet dangling in the air.

“No problem.” Lingxi glanced at Bai Qian and noticed that she was tilting her head as if in a daze, seemingly not having heard Pei Huan’s words at all.

Glancing at the sky, they realized it was already getting dark when they left Tianhe Lake. They had been driving the donkey cart for about half an hour, and it was indeed difficult to travel at night.

Not far in the distance, a village with firelight could be faintly seen. Unlike the village and town next to Tianhe Lake, this village and town had a much better atmosphere of life.

As they approached the village, they discovered that although most of the houses were lit up, there was not a single person on the road. A red ribbon was hanging from the roof of each house.

Upon seeing this, Pei Huan subconsciously frowned, realizing that something was wrong.

But speaking of villages so close to Tianhe Lake...

What is normal is actually abnormal.

Is it related to Qinglang?

I considered this possibility.

Although Pei Huan had considered this possibility, she only felt a little strange, but she still knocked on the door of the nearest room.

The woman who opened the door was hunched over, with some gray hair. She paused for a moment when she saw Pei Huan knocking on the door.

She glanced cautiously at Pei Huan opposite her and Bai Qian and Ling Xi behind her.

Pei Huan explained his purpose to her, mainly to ask for lodging. Although this village was rather strange, it was the only village in the vicinity, so even though it felt a bit odd, he still had to ask for lodging.

As for the danger...

Looking at the two people behind him, Pei Huan felt that this was the last thing he needed to worry about.

After hearing Pei Huan's words, the woman looked at the three of them warily, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door.

"Please come in first."

This is the house on the very edge of the village; it's not very big, and in fact, it's rather cramped.

There was no one else in the room. Pei Huan looked around and saw only a woman wearing a floral apron.

The woman tidied up the room, making room for the three of them to stay.

"It's rare to have guests here," she said as she tidied up.

At first, they were a little wary, but through communication with Pei Huan and her financial power, they gradually lowered their guard and even poured three cups of local specialty tea for the three of them.

Bai Qian took a sip and spat it out. She licked her lips with her small tongue, which felt a little numb. It was not only unpleasant to drink, but it was also too bitter, so bitter that it made her tongue numb and it was also a little hot.

"If you're looking for a place to stay overnight... we can set up a room for you. The three of you can squeeze in. Other families in the village also have spare rooms; you can ask them."

Pei Huan glanced at the decorations in the room and noticed a female statue on the altar in the center of the room. The lotus flower was under the woman's feet, and the texture of the mahogany gave people an uncomfortable feeling. The statue of the woman had a peaceful smile on her face, but no matter how you looked at it, it felt strange.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of herbs.

"Why haven't I seen any of your family members?" Pei Huan asked after a slight hesitation.

Upon hearing Pei Huan's question, the woman paused for a moment while pouring hot water.

“My husband has been away from home for a while, so I’m all alone at home.”

“Speaking of which, I think this statue is of the Lotus Mother? Are you a follower of the Lotus Birth Sect?” Pei Huan asked, glancing at the statue.

Upon hearing Pei Huan's question, the woman, who had been somewhat wary, unexpectedly smiled.

“You guessed right. Actually, it’s not just me; the whole village are followers of the Lotus Mother Goddess. Everyone has received a lot of blessings from the religion,” she replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Pei Huan glanced at Bai Qian, wanting to see what his mistress thought.

Then they saw the black-haired girl carefully and furtively pick up the plate of greenish-red fruits on the table, which looked a bit like small persimmons, and stuff them into her mouth, making her cheeks bulge.

He chewed twice, then covered his mouth and coughed.

very sour.

Seeing Pei Huan looking over, Bai Qian blinked her clear eyes, picked up a fruit from the plate, and handed it to Pei Huan.

Knowing that he couldn't rely on this person, he looked at Lingxi again.

They found her fiddling with the magical artifact she had obtained from Qinglang Cave, and she didn't seem to care much about what the woman was saying.

He took the fruit Bai Qian handed him and took a bite.

It really didn't taste good.

"Everyone knows what's been going on lately. Although we're near a lake, we can't get water from there for some reason. Plus, the crops have failed inexplicably due to the severe drought in the last two years, and several people in our village have starved to death."

"If it weren't for the food aid from the church, who knows how many more people would have starved to death," the woman said, her voice filled with gratitude as she spoke of the Lian Sheng Church.

Pei Huan frowned slightly upon hearing this. She did know what the woman was talking about, but being in Changcheng Prefecture, she found it hard to understand such a thing. Although the drought had occurred in Liang Kingdom, it had no effect on Changcheng Prefecture due to its environment.

“That’s certainly true.” Pei Huan nodded in agreement, without refuting anything.

"My children have also been chosen by the sect and are now serving as lotus seeds in the sect," the woman suddenly said. When she mentioned this, her face was smiling, but it gave people a particularly strange feeling.

"Lotus seeds?" Upon hearing the woman's words, Pei Huan was taken aback and was about to ask what they were when...

But seeing the smile on the woman's face, she paused, then turned to look to the side.

They discovered that Bai Qian and Ling Xi, who were sitting next to them, had disappeared, and the room, which was burning with a dim red flame, was filled with a cold atmosphere.

Only he and the woman remained in the room. The firelight shone on the Lotus Mother statue, reflecting her peaceful yet strange smile.

The woman smiled as she looked at Pei Huan.

"Are you curious? How about I take you to see it?" The chilling voice made Pei Huan stiffen.

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As a chill crept into his heart, Pei Huan clearly realized that something was wrong, especially after the woman opposite him gave him a strange smile.

The ominous and chilling atmosphere reached its peak at this moment.

She seemed to hear a series of murmurs and slightly strange laughter, the laughter seemingly coming from every corner of the room, and the ominous feeling seeped into every corner of her heart like flowing water.

It felt as if the body was bound by invisible threads, firmly holding the person in place, unable to move.

In the corner of the view, outside the window of the house, an increasingly glaring bright red light could be seen.

The dim firelight illuminated the scene inside the house. The woman slowly stood up, her body somewhat stiff, but the smile on her face gradually became consistent with the smile of the statue next to her.

The laughter grew louder and louder in Pei Huan's ears, becoming increasingly grating.

My body is out of control.

Pei Huan was clearly aware of this, but she was powerless to resist.

Consciousness seemed to sink into the sea, or perhaps into an abyss; a hazy red blurred the world in my perception.

She saw herself begin to move, and although she didn't want to move, her body moved along with the woman's.

The room was completely empty; Bai Qian and Ling Xi were nowhere to be seen.

I don't know when it happened.

The woman opened the door with a strange smile on her face, and the girl's beautiful face also showed a strange smile. She followed behind the woman with stiff steps.

“Without the help of our sect, our entire Fanghuang Village might have perished. Since you are interested in our sect, you can come and take a look. Coincidentally, there is a related sacrificial ceremony tonight.” Hearing the woman’s slightly hoarse voice, although her tone was exactly the same as before, it was as if she had become a different person.

After stepping out of the house, Pei Huan could clearly see that the village had completely changed.

The once quiet street was suddenly illuminated by a series of bright red lanterns, which hung on both sides of the street like streetlights.

Inside the lantern, it seemed as if a lotus flower was slowly blooming. Along the base of the lantern, one could even see blood slowly dripping down. This blood gathered on the ground, swaying and flickering like a shadow.

You can also see the other villagers, men and women, but they all have the same characteristic as the women: stiff, pale faces with almost identical smiles.

When I first came to this village called Fanghuang Village, I had never encountered anything unusual.

Even though it hasn't been long since they entered the house, the entire village streets have completely changed.

The bright moon in the sky seemed to be stained with blood, and the whole world was filled with the color of blood.

By this point, Pei Huan was perfectly clear about what was going on.

Although I knew something was off about this village from the beginning, since it wasn't far from Tianhe Lake, even if I followed conventional thinking, it should have been related to Qinglang.

But now this scene...

At this moment, I am somewhat panicked. I wasn't worried before because Bai Qian was right next to me.

But now, not being able to see that figure and not being in a good situation, it's understandable that he would feel panicked.

A little panicked, Pei Huan forced herself to calm down, looked around, and searched for a way to break the deadlock.

He slowly walked toward the center of the village towards the woman.

This also includes the other people on the road, all of whom were walking stiffly toward the center of the village. The blood-red lamps by the roadside burned with bright, blinding light, and the sharp, unrestrained laughter grew louder and louder. But when trying to pinpoint the direction from which the laughter came, they found that the laughter seemed to appear out of thin air, with no source at all.

There was no need to look for the source of the laughter anymore. Pei Huan followed behind the woman, walking slowly forward.

The firelight grew increasingly conspicuous, reaching all the way to the center of the village.

Contrary to expectations, the center of Fanghuang Village was a huge stage, completely covered by a bright red curtain, and in the center of the stage stood two women dressed in red.

The lotus-shaped lanterns were placed on the stage, their flickering light offering no warmth whatsoever, only a chilling sensation.

As for the villagers like themselves, they just walked towards the stage in a daze.

A huge wooden basin filled with blood was placed in front of the stage.

It was indeed blood, a bright red blood, like a ruby, rippling in the basin, reflecting the firelight and the blood moon in the sky.

A vibrant red lotus flower floats in the blood.

The villagers, with eerie smiles on their faces, slowly approached the blood basin. A man in red came to the basin, holding a small knife in his hand.

The villagers approached the blood basin, and then they saw the man in red take out a knife and make a cut on their outstretched wrists. The dark red blood from the cut slowly slid down and dripped into the basin filled with congealed blood in an instant.

The villagers' faces turned withered the moment the blood flowed out, like dry firewood, skin and bones, like mummies.

It wasn't just one person; all the villagers who came over did the same. They came to the basin and let the man in red cut open their wrists, letting their blood flow into the basin.

The villager whose blood had been drawn stood there blankly, seemingly motionless.

The pungent smell of blood hit Pei Huan's nose directly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

She was trying to find a solution, but the red-clad man wielding the blade had already turned his gaze toward her.

Those scarlet eyes held a playful glint, and the blade pointed at Pei Huan.

"Come here." A sickeningly sweet voice rang in my ears, followed by a much louder laugh that was wild and unrestrained, sharp as if fingernails were scraping wood.

Her body moved forward involuntarily, heading towards the man in red.

Stiffly walking up to the man in red, the pungent smell of blood was so strong it was enough to completely kill one's sense of smell, and even gave Pei Huan a sweet illusion.

The water vapor seemed to have been replaced by blood.

"An outsider?" The man in red on the stage looked at Pei Huan and said with slight doubt.

The red-clad man holding the blade shook his head.