Chapter 42: What Is a Yin Bond? This Is the Saintess's Mystery

"Heh, neither of you are anything good; dogs fighting dogs, and now you're lecturing me?"

Wu Wang laughed in anger.

The old village head is clearly no good person.

Every day he skins others to take their place, ruthless and without conscience, willing to use any means to satisfy his own desires.

This Great God of Yin Bond is no better.

Sacrificing one Yin Bond Saintess every year, and to this day the village owes only him one?

That means for two hundred years, so many innocent girls have suffered.

If it were just the villagers of Yin Bond Village serving as the Yin Bond Saintess, it would be one thing; after all, they are no good either, so it would be their own doing.

But clearly, outsiders can serve as the Yin Bond Saintess too; they have probably kidnapped and sacrificed foreign girls countless times.

Two vicious dogs tearing each other apart.

And now they want me to help one of them?

"Unlucky Sister, if you have this nightmare again, tell that so-called Great God of Yin Bond for me: if he has something to say, let him say it to my face; I will come see him." Wu Wang handed the food in his hand over to comfort her.

Wu Xiaoyou's trembling body slowly calmed down, but she had no extra energy to refute the other's nickname of "Unlucky Sister."

After letting out a long sigh, she took the food.

Sitting on the bed, she buried her head and ate in silence.

She, who usually loved delicious food, now chewed the delicacies carefully prepared by the village as if chewing wax, mechanically opening and closing her mouth before struggling to swallow.

From the dark circles that had inexplicably appeared under her eyes and the thick white coating on her tongue when she opened her mouth, Wu Wang could tell this was not just excessive fright.

Her spiritual energy had been heavily consumed.

It seems the side effects of the Great God of Yin Bond's dream visitation are severe.

Come to think of it, why didn't the other party just visit me in a dream?

Not to mention anything else, in terms of spiritual energy.

Wu Wang truly had stats for stats, and for skill... and more stats!

As long as he died once, his spiritual energy would instantly refill!

He could even dance with the other party in the dream or chat about the current trends of the A-share market; he had the time.

Rustle-rustle—

While the small broken house was peaceful.

Outside, a strange, faint noise came, as if someone was walking, causing the weeds higher than the knees to rub against each other.

But there were no footsteps.

Waves of eerie cold wind brushed past.

"Speaking of which... why won't you whisper to me anymore?" Wu Wang asked the red vertical pupil on his wrist.

Now that he looked at it.

That strange sleep-talking had vanished.

This situation seemed to have happened before.

That was when Wu Wang entered the Art Building in Escape from the Dragon; the red vertical pupil then gave Wu Wang the ability to see those students, letting him view everything through its perspective, and the sleep-talking would no longer appear.

What does this mean now?

Why has the Abyss God Mark started sharing its vision with me again?

Rustle-rustle, click-clack-click—

The noise outside became even more obvious.

Now Wu Wang could hear the situation inside the house too, but looking at Wu Xiaoyou beside him, she seemed completely unaware.

Is it something that can only be perceived under specific conditions? No wonder the Abyss God suddenly shared its vision with me!

"What's wrong..."

Although Wu Xiaoyou could not hear the noise outside.

She could see Wu Wang's expression turn serious, and his entire state seemed to be on guard against something.

But before he could finish speaking, the other party double-jumped and disappeared into the hole in the roof, leaving only a faintly drifting sentence behind.

"Do not speak while eating, do not talk while sleeping; eat your food and don't speak." Wu Wang lowered his voice as much as possible.

Looking down from above, he saw it.

Outside stood densely packed figures, and even more figures were continuously walking out from the forest behind the house.

In the short time just spent chatting and thinking, they had almost completely blocked the broken house.

But strangely, their movement made absolutely no sound; even between each other there was no communication, and only the occasional friction of disturbed weeds allowed one to perceive that something had just passed by.

The faces of these figures could not be seen clearly.

The positions of their eyes seemed covered by a thick layer of mist, like blindfolds, making it impossible to distinguish their full appearance.

One could only vaguely judge from their disheveled long hair and the curves across their chests, which looked like ridges from the front and peaks from the side, varying in height from near and far, that these figures were all female.

【Spiritual Energy: 35—34】

Wu Wang, who had previously restored his spiritual energy by committing suicide, suddenly found himself losing his sanity again.

Suddenly realizing, all the figures had, at some unknown time, raised their heads to look at him on the roof.

With just one glance, they lowered their heads to look at the broken house's window.

From that angle, one could just see Wu Xiaoyou sitting on the bed eating, her face bloodless.

After gazing for a moment, they suddenly split their mouths open.

Just like a crocodile opening its bloody maw, stretching all the way to the ear roots, until the entire jaw opened, revealing sharp fangs within that looked like a vampire's.

They smiled so eerily.

Wu Wang was also somewhat puzzled.

"What the hell is this? A faceless nurse from Silent Hill? Isn't the uniform a bit off!"

"And how long has it been since you brushed your teeth? I can smell something!"

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"Hic~ Li Shu~ Do you think I can form a Yin Marriage this year? If I get a Yin Marriage, I'll definitely give every villager a huge red envelope!"

The man Wu Wang had seen earlier at the village entrance, his face flushed from drinking, belched with foul-smelling alcohol and asked, resting his hand on Li Shu's shoulder.

The other party merely shook his head slightly and replied, "Hard to say. Who knows what the standard is for a Yin Marriage?"

A little boy, a few years old, happened to run past holding a candied hawthorn skewer.

Hearing what the adults were saying, he became somewhat interested and stepped forward to chime in.

"Uncle Dao, Grandpa Li, what exactly is this Yin Marriage thing you're talking about? Can you eat it?"

The man at the village entrance rubbed the little boy's head.

He explained cheerfully, "Let me tell you, within the three days of the annual Grand Sacrifice, a lucky kid gets chosen to form a Yin Marriage. That means a former Saintess has taken a liking to you."

Having said that, a trace of envy appeared on his face.

He lifted the wine from the table and took another huge gulp, speaking in a drunken haze, "Kids who form a Yin Marriage are the best. I heard they can see the Great Deity of the Yin Marriage, and the other party will promise you one not-too-excessive wish."

"Money, beauties, houses—whatever you want, you get it! I could find the best wife ever, hehehe..."

As he spoke, he started giggling foolishly.

The alcohol took hold, and he slumped onto the table, gradually falling asleep. Seeing this, the child nearby ran off to share the secret of the Yin Marriage with his little friends.

Li Shu saw this scene, sighed silently, and walked alone to the edge of the square to smoke.

Everyone in the village longed for a Yin Marriage, and this included even himself.

Although it was said that only children would be chosen.

In reality, there had been cases where adults were chosen, and quite a few times at that.

Currently, his family's financial situation in the village was not particularly affluent; in fact, because the Saintess was missing from last year's Yin Marriage Grand Sacrifice, his family's crops suffered a disaster and yielded not a single grain.

They had been unlucky in every way for almost the entire year.

Either Aunt Li broke her leg while going up the mountain, or the car inexplicably blew a tire, rolled into a ravine, and was scrapped, or even during the day, a strange person fell from the sky and smashed their house.

All these scattered things require money!

I heard that when former Saintesses sought people to form a Yin Marriage, they all liked to find those who were alone.

I truly hope I get chosen.

Come to think of it, there have been over two hundred Saintesses in the village, front and back; why does only one Saintess ever come out to form a Yin Marriage each time?

How wonderful it would be if they all appeared together!

Then the village would surely be even more prosperous...