The stooped figure knelt there, trembling and shaking, and the clothes trembled slightly, revealing a strange sense of emptiness.

The darkness enveloped the main hall, and Yu Xing had to squint to see what Li Po Po was doing.

Li Po Po took out a knife from her clothes.

"Do people here always carry knives with them? It seems that the people here are not simple!" Yu Xing thought, and touched the rusty kitchen knife that he had never let go of, and reprimanded the villagers.

Li Po Po, holding the knife, shakily lifted her clothes.

"..." Yu Xing quietly approached, thinking to himself: I'm not a peeping tom, this is just necessary...

He tiptoed, and the shaman had given him a set of clothes, including a pair of black cloth shoes. At this moment, the soles of the shoes stepped on the ground, and there was no sound at all.

He noticed this himself and suspected that his body control was not bad before.

When he came to the side, the extremely panicked Li Po Po still did not notice him. From his angle, he could see Li Po Po's protruding spine, silver and disheveled hair, with one hand holding a knife and the other hand grabbing the hem of her clothes. Under the hem of her clothes...

Yu Xing's pupils shrank, almost making a sound.

Under Li Po Po's clothes, there was basically no flesh. Where there should have been a stomach and abdomen, there was only a forest of white bones.

No kidneys, no intestines.

Above that was covered by clothes, and Yu Xing couldn't see.

No wonder she looked so thin, and the clothes were so empty. It turned out that there was not a normal living body inside!

Is she considered a living person?

A cold wind blew, adding some chill to this terrifying scene. Yu Xing opened his eyes wide, carefully watching Li Po Po's next move.

Li Po Po was searching on her own body.

"Where is my flesh, where is there still flesh, I need to offer it to the gods... I have to hurry..."

She became more and more anxious, her face twisted in a grimace, and finally, she seemed to have found a piece of remaining flesh behind her spine, and lifted the knife with joy.

"Ah—" The not-so-sharp knife cut back and forth at the connection of the flesh and bone. Li Po Po screamed miserably, her face trembling, her eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, looking heartbreakingly painful.

"Hiss..." Yu Xing felt painful just watching. If the flesh in other places was also like this, wouldn't he be cutting himself to pieces?

The piece of flesh was finally cut off, and Li Po Po didn't care about the splashing blood, holding the fist-sized piece of bleeding flesh and stood up, placing it in the plate in front of the stone statue as if it were a treasure.

Then she knelt down again, knocking her head against the ground over and over, making a dull sound echoing in the main hall: "May the gods bless me, bless me not to be taken away, may the gods bless me..."

Yu Xing felt that the sound was echoing in the empty main hall, as if it were right next to his ear.

After knocking for almost a minute, Li Po Po's forehead was a blur of flesh and blood, and although the stone statue did not move at all, the meat in the plate remained unchanged. She seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, saying to the air, "Thank you, gods, thank you, gods..."

Seeing her about to get up, Yu Xing shrank back and hid behind a piece of furniture, better concealing himself.

Li Po Po's thin figure swayed and left. Although she was injured in two places, her emotions were much more stable than when she arrived. It was as if she had received some reassuring answer and left the main hall satisfied.

Yu Xing hid in the shadows, quietly waiting until more than ten minutes later, he was sure that Li Po Po had really left, and stood up from behind the furniture.

He didn't know where these habits came from, so cautious, perhaps it was also caused by his past experiences.

Holding the kitchen knife to guard against any external threats, Yu Xing walked to the front of the stone statue and looked down.

His eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and in the absence of lighting, he could see things clearly with careful observation.

There was a small puddle of blood at his feet.

And the stone statue was no different from during the day. The plate in front contained flesh and blood, which was shocking to the strange behavior of the people in this village—Li Po Po's decisiveness indicated that she was not the only one doing this.

She had said that every household in the village worshipped such a small idol, which meant that at least in the matter of "how to worship," the people in the village should be united.

"Alas... how can I say they are foolish... how can a priest allow people to use flesh and blood as offerings for blessings, obviously only evil spirits would..." Yu Xing sighed halfway, and suddenly paused.

Evil spirits? Why did he seem so familiar with the concept of evil spirits?

This was not the point. The point was that he now knew that this village had some obvious terrifying tendencies. Perhaps what the shaman said to him, to stay temporarily, was just a way to stabilize him.

Yu Xing didn't believe that the shaman had no ulterior motives for him. He kindly gave him clothes and found him a place to stay.His existence must be of use to the witch and the so-called celestial being, but just from this flesh offering, it's clear that the witch is no good, and the "celestial being" could very well be some evil ghost or malevolent spirit.

So this is not good news for him.

It's not wise to stay here for long.

Yu Xing lowered his eyes, feeling an urge to leave under the cover of night. Since the witch came from the town, it indicated that there must be a road leading to it.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread.com".

The concerns were food on the way, direction, and whether the witch's group and those who had injured him at the beginning would catch up.

Alright... so many problems.

Still, he couldn't act impulsively; it was too easy to fail.

After some thought, Yu Xing dismissed the idea of leaving right away and took another glance at the statue before preparing to return to his room.

He needed to figure out exactly what the "celestial being" was, find a way to protect himself, and understand what the witch was plotting against him.

Also, he had to determine the general direction of the town before setting out, to avoid going the wrong way; his supplies wouldn't allow for any mistakes.

In the darkness, only Yu Xing's breathing could be heard. He fell silent for a while, feeling as if he was starting in hell with nothing in his hands.

Is this even fair?

The only consolation was that his wounds were healing quickly, but for some reason, he subconsciously resisted this fact.

Yu Xing turned and took steps towards the main hall's door.

However, a sudden light appeared in his field of vision.

Old Lady Li, holding a kerosene lamp and leaning on a cane, had a face full of wrinkles and a large, scabbed, and ferocious wound, but the blood had been cleaned off, making her look less wretched.

But still very frightening.

At least Yu Xing's breathing paused for a moment.

"Mr. Shi Wei... I wanted to check if you were sleeping well, but I found you weren't in your room," Old Lady Li used a very unfamiliar address for Yu Xing, her voice hoarse from her earlier screams, making her words sound like the call of a wronged ghost.

Old Lady Li took two steps forward until the light included Yu Xing's face within its illumination: "What are you doing here?"