The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 63 You guessed wrong
Ji Hengzhou saw the uncertain expression on her face, and asked in doubt, "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Jinsui just shook his head, telling him now that his guess is meaningless, his memory is blank, and he can't provide any useful clues, and he seems to be running out of time.

Her eyes fell on the gathered filmmakers, more and more people came, and the large open space on the top of the mountain was almost full. It was conceivable that almost all the filmmakers in the town came.

"Patriarch, we haven't used human sacrifice for a long time..."

Standing next to the old man was a middle-aged man who was hesitating and didn't know what to say.

The patriarch glanced at him: "Say what you want to say, the time is coming."

As he said that, he turned around and asked, "How many people are still not here, go and remind them, don't waste time."

Someone in the crowd responded immediately.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment: "I just want to ask, how will I sacrifice this time? Is it the same as the first sacrifice, or..."

The expression on his face was very strange, as if he had recalled some very bad memories, fear and cruelty intertwined in his eyes, making him look even more like a ghost.

The old man tapped his cane: "There is no need to be the same as the first sacrifice, the normal process is fine. Although the situation this time is not optimistic, it has not reached that point yet."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man seemed relieved, and his shoulders drooped instantly: "That's good, that's good..." He walked away muttering.

The village chief glanced at Chu Jinsui, who was tied to the wooden stake in the center of the open space, and a ruthless look appeared on that old, ravine-covered face.

Chu Jinsui lowered his eyes and pondered, different sacrificial methods?

The sacrificial method they choose seems to be determined according to the severity, the severity of something, corpse?

It is true that there are more and more scars on their bodies.

"Why don't you ask me if you can see me?" The girl's voice appeared beside Chu Jinsui.

She turned her head and saw the girl in the goose yellow sarong standing beside the stake with her hands behind her back, looking at the busy crowd.

The girl stared at Chu Jinsui's eyes: "You are not afraid of me, and you don't look like an idiot, why? Don't you ask me? Maybe I will tell you if I am in a good mood."

Her eyes are like a swamp, without a trace of waves, but it seems that it can make people sink into it.

Chu Jinsui asked: "How do I get out? Can you let me get out of here?"

The girl was stunned, she didn't expect the other party to be so blunt, and she didn't follow the routine at all: "No."

Chu Jinsui said oh and continued to lower her head, not knowing what she was thinking, but she was also a little uneasy.

It was a gamble, the girl took the initiative to talk to him, obviously she had something to tell him, Chu Jinsui could even feel that the girl was walking around in the venue, with a hint of showing off in her eyebrows and eyes.

What are you showing off?

She doesn't know, but if you ask directly, the girl may not tell the truth, let her speak for herself.

For such a person who has something in his heart but is true or false, silence and ignorance may be able to excite her.

But doing it wrong can backfire.

Soon.

The girl frowned: "Don't you have anything else to ask?"

Hooked.

Chu Jinsui kept his expression on his face: "What are you asking? I know everything else. I know that you are the sacrifice before, and I also know that these people have actually died of the plague."

The girl jumped in front of her: "Sure enough."

She looked directly into Chu Jinsui's eyes: "But it's not right, you guessed wrong, they are not dead, they are all alive."

The corner of the girl's mouth was filled with glaring malice: "There is only one dead person here, and that is me."

(End of this chapter)