Dressed as the villain's ex-fiancée [Transmigration Book]

Forty miles outside of Shi County, there is a group of mountains called Yashan. The mountains are dangerous and strange, and few people come to them.

Cui Xiaojiu is now walking on the trail into the mountain.

It's not even a road, it's just a place where wild beasts often trod.

After leaving the snowy land, in order to find the next ingredient, Liu Dao Guo, she went to the magic fortune teller mentioned in the original book.The divine operator divination for her, saying that this is where her wish came true.

So she and Ling Jun came to this place.

The mountain seemed to have just rained, it was rough and muddy, Cui Xiaojiu carefully squeezed Lingjun's hand.

She looked up at the mountain, and saw that every rock was weird and sharp, giving people an uncomfortable feeling.People in Persimmon County say that this mountain is evil.

"Lingjun, do you feel..."

Every time I entered the mountain, I felt more uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly.

Ling Jun comforted him softly: "It's normal to be uncomfortable. This kind of depression is surrounded by mountains, it's a gathering place for spirits and murder."

She taught Cui Xiaojiu: "Sanxiu loves to live in seclusion in mountains and forests with strong spiritual power, but he would not choose this kind of place. Why do you say?"

The answer has already been said.

Cui Xiaojiu didn't pretend to think: "Because of gathering evil! Cultivators are most afraid of having distracting thoughts. If they stay in this kind of place for a long time, they will become impetuous, affect their cultivation progress, and even give birth to demons."

"Correct."

Ling Jun slightly lowered his eyelids, looked towards the depths of the forest, and said in a barely audible voice, "But what if people live here for a long time..."

Cui Xiaojiu didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Ling Jun shook his head, grabbed Cui Xiaojiu who was almost slipping under his feet: "Be careful, watch the road."

"Oh……"

After about half a stick of incense, Cui Xiaojiu suddenly heard some human voices, mixed with drums, gongs and horns.She was a little surprised: "Is there someone living in this mountain?"

When she inquired in the county before, she had never heard that this place was still inhabited.

With that in mind, the trail has come to an end.

Pushing away the branches, the field of vision became wider. After seeing the picture clearly, Cui Xiaojiu understood where the voices and music came from.

I saw a few people holding drums, gongs and horns, dancing to the music, and dozens of others were kneeling devoutly, chanting words.

—It seems that the prayer ceremony of the mountain people is being held in this place.

This kind of dance is accompanied by music, although it is simple, it seems to have a different kind of attraction, Cui Xiaojiu is slightly fascinated by it.At this moment, the leading priest stopped suddenly and looked in their direction.

Cui Xiaojiu was shocked.

Only then did she realize that this priest was wearing a bird face mask, which looked a bit fierce at first glance.

"Outsiders." The bird-face priest's voice was hoarse and rough. His voice didn't sound loud, but it was very obvious in the noisy environment.

The music stopped abruptly, the dancers also stopped, and several faces looked at Cui Xiaojiu and the others.

Those chattering voices also stopped, not only did the insects not chirp at any time, but the mountains were eerily quiet.

Cui Xiaojiu let out a sigh of relief, and said apologetically, "Hi, hello, I'm sorry to disturb you, my friend and I were just passing by..."

Bird Face Priest seemed unable to hear what she was saying, before she finished speaking, he said to himself, "Outsiders, to pay tribute, don't make a sound, don't destroy the sacrifice..."

Cui Xiaojiu hurriedly closed her mouth: What should I do if she has already spoken?

Confused and dazed, she didn't move.

The bird face priest didn't move, he repeated what he said just now like a movie that was played repeatedly.

"Outsiders, to pay tribute, don't make a sound, don't destroy the sacrifice..."

Cui Xiaojiu looked at him, and he also looked at Cui Xiaojiu.

The wind rustled past, it was early spring, and it was a bit cold.

Cui Xiaojiu suddenly felt that if he didn't do something, the priest could repeat this sentence again and again.Can't make a sound... wait, he said tribute?

I don't know what is considered a tribute, so I can only try it casually.

She took off the decorative jade pendant around her waist and handed it forward, but the bird-face priest still did not move.Cui Xiaojiu thought for a while, bit the bullet and gently threw the jade pendant over.

One second, two seconds passed.

The bird-faced priest nodded slightly, as if the tape had been restarted, he and the other priests turned around and continued with what they had just done.

music, voice...

Cui Xiaojiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't dare to move anymore, for fear of saying that she was "destroying the sacrifice", and watched quietly until the end of the sacrifice—fortunately, it didn't take long, and it should have come to an end soon.

The bird-face priest dipped a willow branch into the water in the bowl, tapped it three times in mid-air, and shook the copper bell from the altar.

Like a switch was flipped.

The kneeling mountain folk stood up, chatting and laughing, the bird-faced priest took off his mask, and turned out to be a kind-looking middle-aged man.

For some reason, Cui Xiaojiu always felt that the whole picture had a sense of incongruity.

The middle-aged man came over and said to her: "I'm really sorry, we can't make mistakes in this ceremony, and foreigners have to hand in tribute when they come, otherwise it will bring disaster to you and the whole village."

Cui Xiaojiu also had no choice but to nod, explaining his purpose of coming: "My friend and I are going to find something in the mountains."

She thought for a while: "I don't know if you have any vacant accommodation here? We will pay for it."

Unexpectedly, when the middle-aged man said this, the other mountain people turned upside down before the middle-aged man said anything.The aunt on the side wrinkled her pockmarked face: "Don't let outsiders in!"

An old man nearby responded, "It will bring disaster to the village!"

Cui Xiaojiu roughly scanned the past, but they all had hostile faces, and they all looked fierce.

The middle-aged man apologized: "Look..."

What else can Cui Xiaojiu do if he sings bad faces and sings red faces?

She said helplessly: "Then we don't live in the village, how about finding a place outside the village? It takes too much time to go into the mountains."

The mountain folk muttered for a while, but they still seemed reluctant.

In the end, Cui Xiaojiu was able to obtain the right of residence in a place far outside the village after all he had to say. Of course, he had to build the house by himself.

The village is inaccessible, Cui Xiaojiu and Ling Jun walked in opposite directions, staying far away, Cui Xiaojiu frowned and said: "You said...is there something wrong with this place? The customs are too weird."

Ling Jun: "They are very afraid of strangers."

Cui Xiaojiu had a bold idea: "Could it be that the Liudao fruit we're looking for is hidden in the village?"

Ling Jun nodded: "It's possible, but I'm more inclined, there is some connection behind them."

"That's right..." Cui Xiaojiu exhaled, "Anyway, let's look in the mountains first! I hope to find some clues."

It was almost dusk, and the jungle at night was uncomfortable, so the two decided to find a place to rest first.

Before coming to the mountains, Cui Xiaojiu had already made preparations and went to the Lianbao Pavilion to buy a tree house.

She found an open space, dug a small hole, and planted the seeds engraved with complicated magic circles.He chanted a mantra, and with a soft sound, dark green buds emerged from the soil, and quickly grew into a tree more than ten meters high.

The exquisite and beautiful tree house is properly placed on it, and the stairs are carefully made.

This is the method of a cultivator!

Cui Xiaojiu walked up carefully. The refiner seemed to be afraid that the rooms would not be enough, so he made several rooms at once, and distributed them on the tree trunk up and down, which made her a little dumbfounded.

If this is considered a mansion in modern times, right?You can also divide the kitchen and bathroom...

He Lingjun tidied up hastily, it was getting late.

There was no way to find anything like this, and they were tired after walking in the mountains for a long time, so the two of them immediately rested——Lingjun had the core gifted by Xue Ling, and now he didn't need to eat anymore.

A night without dreams.

Early the next morning, the two went out to collect clues.

It's a pity that the mountains are too big, and I went around until noon, but didn't make any substantial progress. Only half of the topographic map near the village was drawn.

The village is surrounded by mountains, half of the river surrounds it, forming a concave shape as a whole.

Cui Xiaojiu was thinking about going to the river to have a look, when he suddenly heard a sharp scream.

It's the human voice!A little girl's voice!

She hurried over to have a look.

Just by the river, a fierce-looking middle-aged woman held a little girl by the ear, Ling held a willow branch in one hand, and slapped the little girl's face with bloodstains, mercilessly.

The woman scolded: "You prodigal, you do less work than fingernails, you know how to eat and eat every day, and if you ask you to pick some pig food, you can screw me up! You should have done it back then! If you promise to Lai Er Er at the head of the village, you can still get a few pennies!"

The seven or eight-year-old boy next to him clapped his hands and shouted: "Marry my sister! Marry me!"

There was a tattered basket on the ground, and wild vegetables were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl looked only about fifteen or sixteen years old, with downcast eyes and no objection, like a puppet without a soul.

Cui Xiaojiu couldn't bear it, so he went up to dissuade him.

Seeing that she was a foreigner, the middle-aged woman put down her daughter and looked at Cui Xiaojiu with a fierce look.

Cui Xiaojiu's heart thumped, and he looked at each other without giving in!

Of course he couldn't be persuaded, in the end Cui Xiaojiu took a piece of silver and bought the little girl.

——She didn't think much of these things, and the little girl would die if she was beaten down like this.

Ling Jun didn't speak the whole time, his eyes were lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the middle-aged woman saw the money, she was not so xenophobic, she let him go happily, took the silver ingot and took the little boy home.

Cui Xiaojiu looked at the little girl in blank dismay.

What should I do now?

It is obviously impossible to let the little girl go back to the village, the money will be wasted, and the little girl has no place to go back.

So in the end, the two took the little girl to the tree house.

The little girl didn't like to talk much. After Cui Xiaojiu asked for a long time, she found out that her surname was Ke. Her parents didn't give her a name, and everyone in the village called her Xiao Ke.

When they arrived at the tree house, Xiao Ke stared blankly for a while. Cui Xiaojiu thought it was a bit weird that there was such a tree house in the forest suddenly. He wanted to appease her, but saw Xiao Ke ran up to Ling Jun and pulled Ling Jun. Jun Yijiao: "I'm afraid."

Cui Xiaojiu touched his face: Am I so insecure?

Ling Jun gently pulled his sleeves out, and said to Cui Xiaojiu, "Are you still investigating today?"

Xiao Ke pursed his lips and lowered his head, looking a little hurt.

Cui Xiaojiu looked at Xiao Ke, then at Ling Jun, and finally made a decision: "Put Xiao Ke down first."