I am a god in script killing

Chapter 31 The Siren's Hymn (5)

After the ship docked, Bo Jun was pulled out to disembark. All the women in the town were waiting, and when they saw their husband coming back, they hurried forward to help or deliver some food.

"How about it?"

Someone went to ask the mayor, and when he said it, he glanced at the girl next to him who was helping the wooden stake to get off the boat: "Is she not dead?"

"No," the mayor whispered, "Did you see the bite marks on her neck? She was chosen by Poseidon."

"Choose?" The mayor's wife was surprised, "Is it really the sea god? It hasn't appeared in decades?!"

"It's not true," the mayor gave her a sideways glance, "The tattoo on her neck is the same as the portrait in the shrine, so our sacrifices this year should be settled.

"As long as the Sea God is satisfied with the sacrifice, there will be no disasters for the next 17 years, and there is no need to hold the Sea God Sacrifice. Seven days later..."

The mayor smiled and patted his woman's hand: "It's hard to talk about these things here. Just be kind to the child for the past few days and don't make her resentful too much."

The mayor's wife nodded and also smiled: "Don't worry, it will be useful anyway."

"Hey, that little monster is not dead!"

A child who was no older than Xiao Qi saw the ragged girl coming off the boat and immediately started chirping:

"Look, she's not dead, why is she still alive?"

"What's wrong with her feet? It's blue and purple," a child pointed and shouted, "Did she steal something again and was hung up and beaten? Hahaha..."

"Why is it still dirty and ugly, no! She seems to be even uglier, and she has become a little cripple!"

"Her neck is still bleeding..."

A little boy said something in a low voice, and tugged at the skirt of the girl beside him:

"Sister, she looks so pitiful, isn't she cold in so little? I have a handkerchief..."

The girl who was pulled held her younger brother who wanted to go forward, and scolded:
"Don't mix it up in the past. If you freeze to death, you will freeze to death. If you bleed, you will bleed. Mom said she is unlucky. If it gets on her, it will be unlucky for the whole family. Do you think our parents and I will be harmed?"

The little boy nodded in a daze, held the handkerchief and gave a weak "oh", didn't say anything, just raised his eyes to look at the poor girl.

【Ninth brother, did you hear that? 】Bo Jun said, 【Maliciousness is passed on from generation to generation, the purer it is, the easier it is to produce maliciousness. 】

"These children..." 069 sighed, but didn't say anything more.

Maliciousness is maliciousness, and they cannot be excused just because they are ignorant and childish. It's not like they don't understand everything.

"Citizens! Be quiet!" The mayor stood on a higher platform and shouted loudly, "We still have something to gain in a few days. Our sacrifice 'Xiao Qi' has been chosen by Lord Sea God!"

There was an uproar all of a sudden.

"Everyone be quiet!"

The mayor stretched out his hands and pressed down, waiting for the townspeople to calm down, and then said,
"Next, we must actively prepare for the sacrifice. If we can succeed this time, we will be able to obtain 17 years of peace!"

There was applause from the audience, and the townspeople applauded after being amazed.

Bo Jun stood beside the mayor, sneering silently.

"Tomorrow we will continue to go to sea, and there are still four sacrifices left. The seventeen sacrifices over the years must be enough!"

The mayor went on to say in a burst of praise:
"However, we still want to thank the selfless Xiaoqi in our town! I don't allow anyone to target her in the next seven days! We want to thank her!"

"Yes, we thank Xiaoqi!"

"Thank you Xiao Qi for his sacrifice!"

……

I don't know who led the sentence, and it sounded with ridicule and perfunctory or "sincere" thanks, even mixed with children's laughter.

"How about it?"

The mayor looked at the girl who lowered her head and said, "The whole town is thanking you. You have done such a great thing in your life. This is God-given luck for you to be remembered."

"Oh, really?"

Bo Jun raised his head, his left eye was covered by his messy black hair.

She stretched out her hand to brush her hair, looked up at the proud mayor, grinned, and a strange red light flashed in her left eye:

"Then I - I should really thank you!"

The mayor's pupils shrank suddenly, and the severe pain exploded in his lower body: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

It was Bo Jun who kicked this man's crotch!
(End of this chapter)