Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 2287 - 1022: Dark Ritual! (Part 2)

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Chapter 2287: Chapter 1022: Dark Ritual! (Part 2)

Goto Mariko was accompanying Lin Baici.

Before long, a group of children came to find Goto Mariko’s younger sister to play.

Lin Baici originally wanted to go and observe, but those children heard their friend say that a man had come to the house, and they all ran over to watch.

"Do men look like this? He looks so pretty!"

"Men shouldn’t be called pretty!"

"Then what should they be called?"

A group of children chirped on, and soon ran off again.

Lin Baici realized that they were all little girls.

Waiting is a very boring thing, especially without a phone, one can only endure.

In the afternoon, Goto Lei didn’t return, Lin Baici was planning to cook to make his presence felt, but Goto Mariko stopped him.

"Sorry, Lord Lin, today we must fast!"

"It’s okay!"

Lin Baici smiled.

Damn!

Even deathrow prisoners get a hearty last meal, you guys are really ruthless.

At dusk, when the sun set, Goto Lei returned and only cooked for the three of them.

Goto Mariko didn’t eat, staying hungry along with Lin Baici.

The two of them were in the house, chatting idly now and then.

Around 8 o’clock, when the night had already enveloped the entire village, Lin Baici heard faint noises from outside.

He glanced at Goto Mariko and then stood up, walked to the window, and then he was stunned!

"Huh?"

From here, one could see the front gate of the house, and at this moment, a few people had gathered there.

These people were holding torches, all clad in black cloaks, like they were made from bed sheets, completely covering their heads with only two holes for eyes.

The cloak reached down to their ankles, covering their bodies completely, with wooden clogs on their feet.

"Monsters?"

Lin Baici frowned,

No,

they seemed to be humans?

Lin Baici looked up, gazing into the distance.

A few meters away at a house, the door opened, and a woman cloaked and holding a torch came out, taking small steps to Goto Mariko’s doorstep.

They didn’t speak, just stood there, the only sound being the crackling from the burning torches.

Goto Mariko walked over, glanced, and went out of the house.

Five minutes later, she returned with a set of clothes in her hands.

"Lord Lin, please change into these clothes!"

Goto Mariko knelt on the ground.

Lin Baici glanced at them: "Can I not change?"

A white robe, a pair of wooden clogs, and a piece of loincloth.

Lin Baici’s scalp tingled!

This thing is narrower than a G-string, and after wearing it, the butt is exposed.

Even in God’s ruins, Lin Baici didn’t want to wear such a thing.

"Lord Lin!"

In Goto Mariko’s voice, there was a note of pleading.

[At least they didn’t ask you to go naked!]

"This is not much different from being naked!"

Lin Baici complained.

With no choice, he had to put on the loincloth, then the white robe, and his entire demeanor became mysterious and strange.

Lin Baici put on the wooden clogs, following Goto Mariko downstairs.

He saw a slender figure in a black robe waiting at the door.

That should be Goto Lei, right?

What if I refused to come out, what would she do?

Kill me?

When Lin Baici and the girl approached, Goto Lei didn’t speak, directly opening the front door.

The red glow of the torches shone in.

Outside, more than twenty women were standing, staring straight at Lin Baici.

To be honest, this scene was quite creepy.

Goto Lei walked out, turning right, clearly heading into the mountains.

Goto Mariko tugged Lin Baici, signaling him to follow quickly.

The night was deep, the bright moon in the sky obscured by clouds, resembling a monstrous eye that seemed to open and close.

On the street, the gates of the residential houses occasionally swung open, creaking on their hinges, and women cloaked in capes emerged holding torches.

A couple of small figures followed behind some of them, likely their daughters.

These people remained silent, merging quietly into the flow of the crowd, moving forward.

They left the small town and headed into the mountains.

Wooden clogs clicked on the winding, rugged mountain path, making clattering sounds.

In the woods on both sides, there were initially bird calls and insect chirps, but upon hearing these footsteps, they fled in fear.

Lin Baici tried hard to memorize the route, but soon the mountain fog rolled in.

White mist drifted with the night breeze, obscuring everything, reducing visibility to less than ten meters.

Lin Baici was at a loss, but the mountain folk were clearly familiar with the terrain, not falling behind at all.

A strange song arose.

Because of the thick mountain fog, everyone was obscured, but the torches everyone held, with their orange-red flames, pierced through, resembling ghostly fires at first glance.

Listening to the song, Lin Baici had a sudden inspiration and activated the Passing Ears Recitation.

After about an hour’s walk, a rock wall appeared ahead, as if cleaved by a god’s ax, steep and remarkably smooth.

There was an entrance in the rock wall.

Goto Lei glanced back at Lin Baici, then went in first.

"Should I appear more scared and resistant?"

Lin Baici pondered, "If I just follow her in without saying anything, might they get suspicious?"

Just as Lin Baici paused, the women behind pushed him towards the entrance, hands shoving in unison.

Inside was a limestone cave. As they went deeper, the temperature dropped, bringing a chill.

Drip! Drip!

The cave had stalactites, with droplets of water falling, slowly, weakly, like the heartbeat of a dying person.

After another half hour, the women behind Lin Baici suddenly quickened their pace, surpassing him.

As their torchlight illuminated the path ahead, Lin Baici saw it was a large cavern.

About half the size of a football field.

In the center of the cavern was a pile of stones, varying in size, with strange patterns carved on them.

Around the stone heap, within a radius of about five meters, stones were spread out, circled like a pool.

A woman in a black robe, wearing a sheep skull on her head, was kneeling before the stone pile, muttering inaudible chants.

The women entered silently, found their spots, knelt around the stone pile, and began chanting.

When Goto Mariko also kneeled, only Lin Baici stood in the entire cavern.

For safety’s sake, Lin Baici knew he should kneel, but he really didn’t want to partake in this.

The sheep-headed woman stood, looked at Lin Baici, and muttered a long passage.

Lin Baici didn’t understand and looked to Goto Mariko.

"Bow before the Dragon Princess, if She permits, we can be together!"

Goto Mariko was very nervous.

The success rate was incredibly low, with only one in ten couples passing.

But this step was necessary, for only with the Dragon Princess’s blessing would life be blissful thereafter.

"What if She doesn’t permit..."

Lin Baici figured the key to passing this trial was obtaining the Dragon Princess’s approval for love.

Goto Mariko fell silent for a few seconds, then resolutely promised, "I’ll accompany you in death!"

"What?"

Lin Baici frowned.

Goto Mariko had no chance to speak further, as the women rose up, surrounding them, blocking any path of escape, pushing Lin Baici forward.

Lin Baici moved ahead, standing before the stone circle.

Seeing Lin Baici not kneeling, the sheep-headed woman growled, "Kneel!"

The surrounding women immediately began shouting!

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

Their voices echoed in the cave, eerily chilling.

But Lin Baici still didn’t kneel, staring at the stone heap, wracking his brains for a solution.

No matter, he’d hum the song he heard on the way here.

Lin Baici activated the Mantra Buddha Resound, and began humming.

With the aid of Passing Ears Recitation, Lin Baici hummed almost perfectly in tune.

His humming was also a ploy to buy time, but the sheep-headed woman didn’t rush him further.

This invigorated Lin Baici.

No way,

Could this be the key to passing?

Lin Baici immediately became earnest, even activating the Performance Master, adopting a devout demeanor.

After about five minutes of singing, just as Lin Baici grew impatient, water began to spring from the cracks of the stone heap.