Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

Chapter 767 Cruel Spells

"Don't worry, we're here today to stop this from happening."

"You can come with us, but you must listen to us. You must not make a sound unless you are told to speak, understand?" Song Ruozhen instructed.

The woman nodded vigorously, "I understand, I understand."

As the group walked out of the courtyard, Yunyang and the others, already dressed in night clothes, were waiting for them in the darkness.

"Your Highness, Zhao Daliang and the others took two children and headed up the mountain over there. Besides them, other people from the village also sneaked up the mountain."

The village chief was extremely careful; all the remaining outsiders in the village had been drugged and rendered unconscious by sleeping potion.

My subordinates have already sent men to follow them; they will leave marks along the way, and we can follow those marks.

Yunyang and the others had been keeping an eye on the situation in the village from the outside. It has to be said that Mingyue Village does have some tricks up its sleeve.

The villagers have a long-standing tacit understanding that, unlike other villages, they do not completely forbid outsiders from entering.

And precisely because of this, no one would suspect anything. This sleeping incense directly knocked out all the outsiders, and they could even testify that there was absolutely nothing unusual about their village.

"go!"

At Chu Junting's command, everyone set off.

Once they reached the halfway point, Song Ruozhen and the others realized that the mountain was exceptionally steep, and even just bringing the children up there would not be an easy task.

They maintained a certain distance from Zhao Daliang and his group. Zhao Daliang was clearly in poor health, and he and his mother were each carrying a child, making their journey even more difficult.

So they caught up with them in no time.

"Tired?"

Chu Junting reached out and pulled Song Ruozhen's hand, his deep eyes filled with concern.

Song Ruozhen shook her head. Her physical condition was much better than before. She turned to look at the thin woman behind her. She was extremely weak, but she kept up with the group without making a sound and did not fall behind at all thanks to her willpower.

She had previously found two steamed buns at Zhao Daliang's house and given them to her, probably because she hadn't eaten for several days.

Before long, they heard the sounds of other people ahead.

"Zhao Daliang, what's wrong with you two? You brought two kids and you're taking so long. Are you trying to miss such a good opportunity today?"

The village chief looked displeased. "It's your own business if you can't seize the opportunity, but don't drag our entire village down with you!"

Zhao Daliang looked guilty and quickly smiled apologetically, "Village chief, I really didn't mean it, it's just that this mountain is really hard to climb, and these two little beasts are disobedient."

As he spoke, Zhao Daliang slapped the child across the face, as if the two children were not his own.

The boy glared at Zhao Daliang like a wolf cub, as if he wanted to die with him!

"You little beast, how dare you glare at your father like that? Are you looking for death?"

Zhao Daliang hardened his heart. He had always hoped that the mountain god would choose their family, but it hadn't been chosen for the past two years. He was becoming increasingly unhappy with his two children.

He went to great lengths to snatch a wife so that she could have children and be chosen by the mountain god, thus enabling him to live a good life.

Now it's finally come in handy!

"You're not my father! I don't have a father as bad as you!"

The boy's lips were dry and chapped, and he clenched his fists tightly. If only he were a little older, he could beat this bastard to death and protect his mother and sister!

"You little brat, you've really gone too far! I'll teach you a lesson!"

Zhao Daliang felt a surge of anger and was about to take action when the village chief stopped him.

"Zhao Daliang, what time is it? Why are you arguing with a child?"

As the group reached the mountaintop, Song Ruozhen sensed the presence of the formation from afar, confirming her suspicions.

In the distance, a group of villagers were gathered around a circular sacrificial circle, with two children placed in the very center.

As the village chief chanted, everyone devoutly prostrated themselves in worship.

Upon seeing this, the woman immediately tried to rush forward to stop it, crying out, "My children! This ritual cannot continue, or they will die!"

Song Ruozhen stopped her, "Don't worry, they won't die."

The woman looked nervous, her eyes bloodshot. She wanted to rush over and stop it, but she knew she didn't have the ability, so she stopped.

"This is a blood sacrifice formation, in which the blood of young boys and girls is offered into the formation to enhance the power of metaphysics."

This method is very effective, but it's too vicious. Only those who lack real ability and can only rely on such methods to improve themselves would use it, and it has always been despised by many.

"We were right before. Someone discovered that Mingyue Village had a tradition of offering sacrifices to pray for good weather and a good harvest, and then took advantage of it, pretending to be a mountain god and using these children to improve their own spiritual power."

In order to ensure that Bright Moon City would continue its sacrifices and allow him to continue improving his cultivation, he would give the benefits to the villagers who had sacrificed their children.

“In this way, he can accomplish great things with little money and ensure that the news will not get out. Compared to kidnapping children outside and the risk of being discovered at any time, spending this amount of money is the least costly option.”

Song Ruozhen's eyes turned slightly cold. This guy is truly despicable and shameless!

"These are just ordinary villagers. Their so-called wealth is not much money, but it can buy their children's lives."

Chu Junting's expression was solemn. This outdated custom had to be eliminated, otherwise the children born in Mingyue Village would suffer terribly, not to mention their mothers, who would all have to endure the pain of losing their children.

"We will remain here and wait for the villagers to finish their worship before leaving."

"Observe your surroundings carefully. Since the other party wanted to improve their cultivation, they returned tonight. Therefore, the suspicious person who appears here next is the mastermind!"

Listening to Chu Junting's words, Yunyang and the others looked around warily and seriously. As long as they caught the mastermind behind the scenes, the case would be completely solved!

The villagers of Mingyue Village continued to pray, and Zhao Daliang's smile grew ever wider.

He'll be rich if he just waits until tomorrow when those two kids disappear!

Only the two children on the sacrificial altar were uneasy, looking around in terror, waiting for their next death.

But every moment of waiting for death seemed exceptionally long, and the dried blood on the altar made them tremble uncontrollably.

"Your Highness, does a blood sacrifice mean draining all the children's blood?" Yunyang couldn't help but ask.

Song Ruozhen nodded, "Blood sacrifice is an extremely vicious method. It not only drains the blood from the person being sacrificed, but the whole process is also extremely painful."

It was a long, agonizing ordeal; it wasn't about being drained of blood instantly, but about being drained little by little, experiencing the agony of death...