Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 117 Brand

The two sides exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.

They found a relatively quiet place and began to share the clues they had gathered.

When Lin Wanchu heard about the required offerings, she frowned. The five grains refer to rice, millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans.

In layman's terms, "rice" refers to ordinary rice, "millet" refers to yellow millet, and "sorghum" is also called "millet" or "grain."

Wheat includes wheat and barley, while soybeans usually refer to soybeans.

The suitable growing environment varies for each type of grain.

Putting aside the difficulty of preparation, these grains are commonly offered as sacrifices in funerals, representing the bounty of the earth and a blessing to the deceased.

What are the standards for the tears of a perfect couple? We can't exactly ask them to make children cry.

Incense, paper money, and salt are common items in every household, so they are relatively easy to prepare.

In some regions, roosters are used as a symbol of guidance during funerals, signifying "a golden rooster leading the way," in the hope that the deceased can safely reach another world.

These are all things needed for a funeral, and the burial ceremony also requires the selection of a bride.

The customs of this Miao village are truly harmful; they don't care about the lives of women at all.

The women suffered greatly, yet dared not resist. Living in this seemingly idyllic place, they felt oppressed and suffocated.

During the conversation, Lu Xue's subtle movements gradually caught my attention.

She seemed uncomfortable and began to twist her neck and reach her hands back to scratch vigorously.

Lu Xue's neck was scratched so hard it turned bright red, and it felt like her skin was being burned by flames.

Lu Xue's movements were filled with helplessness and anxiety, and her eyes revealed a trace of pain and unease.

I hope she's not possessed by some evil spirit again; I hope she doesn't drag her teammates down.

The conversation abruptly ended, and the air fell silent.

Lin Wanchu couldn't help but move closer to Lu Xue and asked softly, "Lu Xue, what's wrong? Put your hand down, let me take a look."

"It's probably just a bug, but my neck is really itchy."

Despite her answer, Lu Xue implicitly agreed that Lin Wanchu would examine her.

Lin Wanchu leaned close to Lu Xue's nape.

Lu Xue gently shook her head, trying to hide her discomfort, but her hand kept scratching the back of her neck.

Noticing that her fingers were covered in red scratches, it was clear that Lu Xue had used too much force.

Lin Wanchu gently held her hand, the warmth from it gently stopping Lu Xue's scratching.

Lu Xue's body trembled slightly, but she quickly relaxed.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxue," Lin Wanchu said softly.

Her breath gently sprayed onto the back of Lu Xue's neck.

At the same time, Lin Wanchu also saw clearly what was causing Lu Xue's itching on the back of her neck.

Lu Xue had a scarlet brand on her neck, with a unique and difficult-to-identify shape.

It looks like some kind of mysterious symbol, with intricate and interwoven lines.

The brand was brightly colored and eye-catching, forming a striking contrast with Lou Xue's fair skin.

At the center of the symbol is an eye-like shape, as if it is watching Lin Wanchu.

This brand doesn't look like a curse; it's more like a mark of being targeted by something.

The edges of the brand are not neat; some areas are darker in color, while others are lighter.

Under sunlight, it also shimmers with an eerie glow, making it look even more mysterious and unpredictable.

The mark came so abruptly and unknowably; when was it placed there? Lin Wanchu hadn't even noticed.

Lu Xue was perfectly fine the whole way; she only started showing signs of discomfort recently.

Lu Xue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked slightly nervous.

"Achu, what exactly is that on your neck?"

Lin Wanchu looked serious, gave Jiang Qi a look, and then concealed her emotions.

In order not to put too much pressure on Lu Xue, Lin Wanchu had no choice but to keep the truth hidden.

"It's okay, Xiaoxue. There are bugs on your neck. I'll spray some insect repellent on you. Just bear with it for a bit, and it won't itch in a while."

At the same time, I redeemed a bottle of cooling and pain-relieving spray from the system store.

Lin Wanchu gently sprayed the mist on the back of Lu Xue's neck, hoping to relieve Lu Xue's discomfort.

Several scratches still marked her neck, and Lin Wanchu carefully applied a few band-aids.

This will help the scratches heal faster and prevent infection.

Hearing Ah Chu say this, and the pain and itching on her neck gradually disappeared.

Lu Xue's brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face.

"That's good. As long as it's an insect, it won't be too troublesome."

"I thought I was under some kind of curse," Lu Xue said softly.

Lin Wanchu put her arm around Lu Xue's shoulder, letting Lu Xue lean close to her.

No matter what has its eyes on Lu Xue, she will protect Lu Xue at all costs, and no person or ghost can harm Lu Xue in the slightest.

Silently taking Lu Xue's hand, Lin Wanchu gently cleaned the blood from under her fingernails with a tissue.

Her movements became increasingly careful and meticulous, her face revealing her heartache.

After cleaning her fingers, Lin Wanchu didn't let go of Lu Xue's hand.

The information had been exchanged, and Jiang Qi got up. The Miao girls often cooked for them, so they should have left some salt in their food.

Prepare the easiest offerings first, so that you will have more time to prepare other offerings later.

"Lin Wanchu, why don't you take Lu Xue back to the stilted house to rest?"

"You can also ask A-Yue if she has incense, paper money, salt, or something like that."

"Jiang Qi, the little mute, and I went to prepare the other offerings."

Lin Wanchu forced a smile and nodded, then led Lu Xue straight back to the stilted house.

Chi Miaomiao's short body trailed behind Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi like a little tail.

Jiang Qi arrived at the first floor of the stilted house, where a neatly stacked pile of chopped wood was arranged, with farm tools hanging nearby.

An axe, two shovels, and a few hoes, but they were all clean and brand new, as if they had never been used.

Jiang Qi seemed to be thinking, then picked up a small shovel, tossed it around in his hand, and handed it to Chi Miaomiao, saying, "Little mute, take this."

Chi Miaomiao was puzzled. Looking at the small shovel in their hands, she wondered if they were going to dig the ground.

Then, Jiang Qi came out from inside, carrying two sturdy hoes.

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue were talking to A Yue by the railing on the second floor when they glanced to the side.

Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi were seen carrying hoes, while Chi Miaomiao slowly walked away with a shovel.

Judging from the way he walked, he didn't look like he was preparing a sacrifice at all; it looked like he had killed someone and was going to destroy the evidence.

Lin Wanchu only looked away when the three figures slowly merged into a small dot.

Since the villagers have said that the men and women will go out to work, why not go and see what's going on in the fields?

They left the stilted house rather late, and it's almost evening now. I wonder if we'll be lucky enough to run into one.

The fields were laid out in a neat and orderly fashion, some distance from the stilted houses. Jiang Qi stood on the edge of the field, carrying a hoe, looking around.

Looking around, you can still see a few villagers working hard, their backs bent.

Jiang Qi, with his sharp eyes, walked straight toward a female villager.

The woman's hands bore the marks of years of hard work, and her face was no longer as beautiful as before, even somewhat numb, as she mechanically repeated the actions under her hands.

Jiang Qi bent down and met the woman's gaze, then spoke gently, "Hello, we are the new group of outsiders."

"How often do you usually go home? You've been here the whole time."

"Have some water, it's so hot."

At the same time, Jiang Qi magically produced a bottle of water and handed it to the woman.

The woman's lips were dry; she hadn't had any water all day and was quite thirsty.

She pursed her lips slightly, accepted the water from Jiang Qi, and softly said thank you.

"Sit down and rest for a bit. The three of us can help you."

Jiang Qi pushed the woman to sit on the clean grass and then turned around to help her with the work.

Lu Zhi rolled up his sleeves, revealing his well-defined arms. With a flick of his wrist, he revealed the hand holding the hoe, its bones clearly defined, long, and powerful.

She stood quietly beside Jiang Qi, her meaning self-evident.

Chi Miaomiao consciously squatted down and helped remove the weeds that the woman hadn't finished clearing.

The little mute boy was very weak, so he was not fast.

Although Lu Zhi had never done farm work before, he learned some of it by watching Jiang Qi's movements.

Lu Zhi focused on his work, while Jiang Qi put down his hoe and sat down beside the woman.

The woman looked puzzled and quietly moved a little further away. She decided it was best not to get too close to the man outside, otherwise her husband would see her and beat her again.

This was the first time she had ever met such a warm-hearted stranger.

Outsiders who had stayed in the Miao village for less than a few days would have wanted to run away. Why would they have thought of helping the wicked villagers with their work?

The woman couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once upon a time, she too was a carefree outsider.

Women's hands often do rough work, so their fingertips have calluses and are somewhat rough.

She touched her fingertips, slightly lost in thought.

She wondered if she should continue to be a good person and tell the Miao people what had happened in the Gu village so that they could escape this place as soon as possible.

No one has ever succeeded in escaping the Miao Gu village, including myself and hundreds of other women like myself.

Escape is an epic etched in the blood of women.

She was trapped in this Miao witchcraft village her whole life, unable to die or live a good life.

She was too weak to do anything, while the other women had been brainwashed by the villagers and willingly stayed there.

They were forced to give birth to the children, and naturally, they couldn't leave this small place.

Jiang Qi remained silent, but his presence was undeniable.

The woman looked at Chi Miaomiao, who was as thin and small as a kitten, and felt a pang of pity.

She still doesn't want more women to fall into this quagmire; they all deserve to live happy lives, with fulfilling families and loving spouses.

A weak smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a dry, hoarse word escaped his throat.

"I don't know why you're helping me, but I still advise you to leave here as soon as possible. Miao Jiang Gu Village is not a good place."

Even though none of the outsiders who had come before had managed to escape, she still held a sliver of hope that this time they could leave successfully.

"Let's get out of here quickly, before they notice anything amiss, the farther we can get."