The piercing scream outside the temple clearly alarmed the villagers inside.
They scrambled upright from the floor and turned to look outside. When they saw that figure straighten up behind the curtain of rain, their pupils contracted sharply, and the composure the village chief had only just restored shattered in an instant:
As though they had witnessed some boundless horror, their already paper-white faces filled with terror and despair. Their trembling lips seemed to be trying to say something, but something had lodged in their throats, leaving them unable to make a sound. All they could do was watch that figure slowly approach the Lady's Temple through the downpour, coming closer and closer to them.
Damp despair and deathly silence began to spread through the temple.
"...Quick!"
"Quick! Quick!"
The village chief finally found his voice and roared hoarsely, "Hurry and offer the sacrifices to the Lady!"
"Don't panic! Don't be afraid! She can't get in!"
"As long as we offer sacrifices to the Lady, she'll protect us!"
The villagers, who had been scurrying around the temple like headless chickens, desperately searching for corners to hide in, froze at his words. "Right... worship the Lady..."
"We have to worship the Lady..."
"Worship the Lady..."
"The Lady will protect us..."
Muttering under their breath, they began dragging their heavy feet toward Bo Yu and the other two, who were being guarded in a corner, their eyes empty.
"What do we do now?!" Song Yunyi had been watching everything inside the temple closely, and he cried out anxiously, "Those three are in danger!"
"Don't worry..." Bo Yi was still arranging the pile of arms on the ground-the sacrifices he had prepared for the "Lady" he worshiped. Only once he had offered the sacrifices would the entire ritual of "worshiping the Lady" officially