Bai Liu was taken by the little attendant to a row of buildings on the coast.
This building has only one floor, very low, but very wide. The exterior is a wooden and thatch spire structure. Under the eaves are sunny dolls and wind chimes. At the bottom is a wooden frame and a stone block to separate from the ground. The layer is hollowed out, lowering your head to the dark and lacquered piece, and you can feel the moisture on your face, as if something weird will crawl out from below at any time.
The heightening is that the stones are covered with moss, and the wooden frame is also black and decayed. The moment Bai Liu walked up, he felt that the floor shook, and it was obviously extremely old.
Walking into the house is a whole row of rooms built like a hot spring hotel that Bai Liu has seen in reality. They are separated by compartment doors made of pine wood and shoji paper. The upper right corner of each room is inlaid with a piece of wood. In the niche of the card, there is a black lacquered pine wood sign that says [some room], or [kitchen], [meeting room], which indicates the purpose of the room.
When Bai Liu walked on the promenade, he could clearly hear the tragic crying and crazy laughter of people in the room, and the shadows of the people inside could be vaguely seen through a layer of paper doors. Lie down on the ground, or put your head on the ground and hit hard, or someone laughed and untied a belt from his clothes, tied it into a live buckle, and put it around his neck. , Murmured in prayer:
"It's fine if you die, Lord Cthulhu, quickly choose me as a sacrifice. I want to die this year."
Soon, three or four figures entered the room to stop these people who were self-harming or committing suicide. The cries and laughter of these people were mixed nervously, and they suddenly became bitter.
"Am I not suffering enough! Why is Lord Cthulhu unwilling to choose me!"
The little attendant led Bai Liu to walk down the corridor with his head down. He saw that Bai Liu hadn't followed, and he turned his head to see the situation in the neighboring room, so he moved his eyes to the side, and the smile on his face became reluctant:
"Oh yes, you don't know Bailiu, now there are three or four people in charge of each sacrifice and take care of it. Before you were there, there was only one person. Later, more and more sacrifices were broken down, and the town was added. It has become a lot harder for everyone to flee and beg death for the staff who took care of the sacrifices."
"The sacrificial children living here are very...sympathetic to you." The little attendant said in a vague tone, "I was chosen to be the heir of the evil god and can no longer be a sacrifice."
After speaking, the little attendant lowered his head and continued walking: "Come with me, you don't have much time to rest, don't look at them."
After passing through the long and curved corridor, the little waiter led the white willow to an old room. The wooden sign next to the room read [Kitahara Cangta]. The little waiter took off the wooden sign on tiptoe and replaced it with a new one. Hang up the wooden sign.
Bai Liu watched that the replaced wooden sign became [Mifune Hakusoku].
"This is the name tag you used to make the sacrifice here on the houseboat. I have kept it and will use it today." Beiyuan Cangtai babblingly opened the door, and a huge damp in the room rushed into her face. "This is My room, if you want to rest here, I will replace the room with your nameplate."
This is a very humid and narrow room. There is a narrow tatami mat in the middle of the floor of the room. A set of old bedding for one person is placed on the tatami mat. A wooden plate is placed next to the bed almost half a meter apart, and you can see it above. The unwashed oil stains should be wooden mats for eating. The tatami is facing a small mahogany desk about forty to fifty centimeters high.
A pair of Ukiyo-e style and colorful sea waves hung on the wall close to the desk. In the center of the waves is a shrine-style ship floating. The flag on the mast of the ship was shaken by the sea breeze. It was only half covered, but Bai Liu still recognized at a glance that it was an inverse cross flag. Cangtai Kitahara is still chattering: "If you want to occupy a Japanese room here, you must hang a wooden sign with your name outside, otherwise the supervisor of the houseboat will treat you as a sacrifice on the outside name. If you are out of luck, this child happens to be taking turns to go to the sorrow room to practice, and you will be treated as dragged to the sorrow room to practice..."
As he spoke, he suddenly paused, his gaze fell on the inside of the paper door he pushed open, as if seeing something unbelievable, his face instantly lost all his blood and turned pale.
Bailiu followed Kitahara Cangta’s sight and found a piece of paper pasted on the inside of the paper door—[Because the sacrifice of Kitahara Aoi’s practice of suffering has reached the standard, today’s Kitahara sect’s ascetic practice has been handed over to the sacrifice of Kitahara Cangta implement. 】
"Xiaokui... the practice is up to the standard." Kitahara reached out his hand and uncovered the notice informing him to go to the hard room to practice. His hands trembled very badly, and even his voice was trembling, "I went there yesterday. After repairing for half a day, do you want to go again today..."
"Practicing in the hard room." Bai Liu knelt on the ground and looked up at Beiyuan Cangtai, "What is it?"
"Oh yes, when you made the sacrifice, Bailiu didn't practice in the hard room." Beiyuan Cangtai also naturally knelt behind Bai Liu. He straightened his back and raised his hand gently and gently with his fingers to hook it away. He touched the tether next to Bai Liu's ear, and his tone was as light as his actions, "After you were caught back when you fled, the houseboat side has been reorganized, and it's all a regular hard-room practice."
The dark cloth tie rope fluttered to the ground, and Bai Liu's long hair slanted down until it reached his waist.
At this time Bai Liu realized that his hair was not only half-length hair like the outside world, but was pulled up and tied inward to only half-length hair.
"It has been five years since you left the houseboat to become the heir of the Cthulhu. The heir of the Cthulhu is responsible for the sacrifice. The body, hair and skin are all God's possession. You are not allowed to trim your hair at will. Unknowingly your hair has grown so long..." Fingers passed through Bai Liu's long hair, and suddenly muttered, "Longer than Xiaokui, this girl..."
Bai Liu turned his eyes to look at Beiyuan, who was kneeling behind him: "Although Beiyuan Xiaokui has the same surname as you, it is not your sister or elder sister."
"No, Bailiu, you really have been away from the houseboat for too long, and even forgot where our surname came from." Beiyuan shook his head amusedly. He took a wooden comb from under the pillow and knelt back behind Bai Liu to comb his hair." The surnames of our sacrifices have nothing to do with ourselves."
"Don't move." Beiyuan Cangtai gently pressed Bai Liu who wanted to turn his head, and combed Bai Liu's hair carefully, "I will punish you when Master Mifune sees you."
"I haven't forgotten." Bai Liu looked straight ahead, with a light tone, "This last name is the last name of the person who chose our town?"
"My surname is Mifune. I was supposed to be the sacrifice of Mifune. Both you and Xiaokui are named Kitahara. That proves that both are the sacrifices of a person whose surname is Kitahara, and the two surnames should be the same. People."
Kitahara's hair combing stopped in the center. He paused for a long time before combing it down, with a very soft hum.
"But you are no longer Mifune White Six. You have not been sacrificed successfully, and you have become the heir to the evil god. You are no longer a sacrifice. The surname of Mifune will be removed from you later."
Kitahara lowered his eyes, and the comb followed the drop of his eyelids to the ground, his tone was light and sure:
"You are the person chosen by Lord Cthulhu. There shouldn't be any signs on your body except Lord Cthulhu. The surname of Mifune is not worthy of you."
Beiyuan picked up a lace, from the white willow left and right sideburns, hooked a strand with a little finger to the ears, and tied it at the end with a lace. The last two strands were combined into a single strand in the center of the back of the head and hung over the white willow. Served.
Bai Liu raised his eyes lightly and turned his head to look towards Beiyuan. The hair strands slid down from Bai Liu's cheek with a lace, and curled up into a strand on his shoulder.
His eyelashes were slender and his pupils were dark. When he raised his eyes, the gold powder paint on the waves on the painting behind Beiyuan reflected in the dark and indoors, and it was refracted, as if gleaming with a faint light like fish scales, Bai Liu asked softly: " Is it tied up?"
Beiyuan glanced at Bai Liu in a dazed look, and suddenly laughed: "You are so beautiful, Bai Liu, it's no wonder that God will choose you to be his heir from a bunch of our sacrifices."
With a smile, Beiyuan shed tears as if he could not control himself. His eyelashes were covered with tears, his forehead was pressed against Bai Liu's shoulder to prevent his tears from getting wet with the sacrificial clothes, his body restrained forward and hugged Bai Liu's shoulder forcefully. , Sobbing:
"... God is so cruel."
"Why should we let the best-looking child among us live so painfully, and even be deprived of the qualification to be a sacrifice?"
"This world only has one room of suffering for us, but you have room for suffering everywhere."
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