Talkative words

Every ten years during the Qingming Festival, the village selects the most beautiful girl to become the Priest Holy Daughter.
After the tide rises, the cave entrance will be submerged, signaling that the deity is here to escort the Holy Daughter away.
If the deity is satisfied with the Holy Daughter, a week later, she will return rowing a small boat filled with riches and be supported by the entire village thereafter.
Otherwise, she will never return, and her family will be scorned by everyone.
The night before the selection of the Holy Daughter, the son of the village chief knocked on my door.
"Yunni, you will certainly be chosen tomorrow, why not come with me tonight, instead of heading to your death in vain!"
In the darkness, I locked the door and excitedly licked my lips at the sight of the bed filled with toys.
I've long wanted to savor what the deity is like, I am determined to be this Holy Daughter!


The Trap of the Rose

The white-robed figure was tall and muscular, sculpted to perfection.


Around him knelt some masked followers, their cloaks almost entirely enveloping them.


The white robe's eyes glinted with fanaticism; he raised a hand and beckoned to me with his finger.


And the kneeling followers around also lifted their heads, staring at me with the same fevered eyes.


I covered my mouth and chuckled lightly before loosening my robe.


"With so many people watching, I might get shy."


Step by step, as I approached the white robe, my bridal clothes had slipped off halfway, waiting for him to unveil a glimpse of spring.


The white robe's gaze burned, as he lifted my bridal clothes with one hand and buried his head into my chest.


At the same time, the dagger I had hidden at my waist was pressed directly against his throat.


I spoke coldly, causing the white-robed figure to freeze.


Looking around the room, it was clear this was no sacred place; they were just people!


Chapter 6