The fog is getting thicker and thicker, the cold air is getting stronger and stronger, and ice ballast has begun to appear on the ground. When you step on it, you will make a "creep" sound.
The atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
After a while, the old woman's voice sounded again, "Good luck? It didn't just bring good luck, the divine blood fell from the sky. That day, the entire Free City also received the long-lost "sweet rain".
The earth regained its vitality, and the cracked wounds in the earth began to heal.
Not only is the blood of the goddess not fishy, it is also very fresh, fresher, sweeter and more delicious than spring water.
Drinking one drop can rejuvenate a person. One drop can provide enough food for a month. One drop can make a child smarter...
Under the water of the goddess's blood, food was available, and joy returned again...
Although life is difficult, there is hope, right?
Cough, cough cough..."
The old woman's tone began to become more relaxed, and her steps became more and more brisk. However, the big red lantern in her hand was reflected in the thick fog, which was blood red.
There was obviously no wind, but the lantern was swaying left and right and the candlelight was beating, as if it was sensing the old woman's mood swings.
"and after?"
Jiang Cheng continued to ask, and he also noticed a problem in the story.
The Free Capital has been sealed. It has no spiritual energy and cannot practice. It can be said that all vitality of the creatures inside has been cut off. Can the goddess be seriously injured and enter it, can she still recover?
What happened next?
Not long after, the old woman's voice was heard again, "Then the goddess woke up, but the good luck seemed to be lost again, and the earth that had just regained its vitality dried up again.
The vitality disappeared from the Free Capital again. Gaining hope from that kind of despair, and then witnessing the despair of hope shattered completely drove them crazy.
They looked at the goddess,
The goddess who was seriously injured and unable to fight back..."
The old woman's voice gradually became deeper, as if she was lost in some kind of memory.
"Later, every month, everyone came to take a drop of blood. This lasted for about three years, and the goddess finally couldn't hold on any longer...
In an environment where she didn't eat or drink, she was worthy of being a god. She lasted too long.
hey-hey……"
The old woman's mood was very strange. Although her tone was full of sympathy for the goddess, sometimes she felt that she was mocking her.
Just like now!
The feeling given to Jiang Cheng was as if she was taking on the feelings of a person in the Free Capital for one moment, and then taking on the feelings of a goddess the next.
As the old woman spoke, Jiang Cheng fell silent. Looking at the sad thick fog around him, a picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes:
It was an extremely weak woman. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a group of people with simple and kind smiles on their faces. This group of people woke her up.
Before she could repay her, disaster struck.
This group of people gathered around her, and one person rushed to bite her. They squeezed a little blood from her wound, and a long queue of hundreds of thousands of people lined up...
Everyone is waiting to drink her blood to stay alive.
This group of people completely regarded her as a captive animal. When they were thirsty or hungry, they would bite her and suck a drop of blood...
In the eyes of this group of people, women are not gods, but food that can keep them alive.
Keep asking for it, just like eating and drinking.
"How did she hold on for three years..." Jiang Cheng sighed in his heart.
At this time, he seemed to vaguely understand why there was so much resentment here. This was a kind of torture in which he could neither survive nor die.
That kind of pain cannot be expressed in words.
However, at this moment, the old woman's voice sounded again.
"Hey, it would be good if the story could end here, but it's not over yet..."
"Three years?
Is three years enough?
Three years is simply not enough!
There are so many people, probably... hundreds of thousands, and they are still continuing to reproduce and have descendants...
But the goddess can’t hold it any longer, what should she do?
Boy, tell me, what should I do?"
Suddenly, the old woman turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile.
He asked, staring at Jiang Cheng with dull yellow eyes.
Being stared at by the old woman, Jiang Cheng fell silent.
He thought of a way. The goddess was about to be unable to hold on anymore and she must not be allowed to die. In other words, the goddess could not die before she found a new way to survive.
But the goddess is no longer able to do it, so there is only one way.
But Jiang Cheng was unwilling to express this idea.
"Hehe, it seems you have thought of it, yes, it is what you thought...
Goddess, regardless of her status as a god, she is still a woman, isn't she?
In the last six months, almost all the men went crazy, and the simple smiles on their faces were still there, but in the last time of the goddess, laughter could always be heard in a corner of the free capital.
Legend has it that in the last days, the goddess died with a smile...
Everyone has discussed it. Afterwards, if there is a boy with the blood of the goddess, he will be owned by the women of the Free Capital.
Use the preserved blood of the goddess, wait until he grows up, and then bleed it for food.
In the last six months of his life, he will be responsible for continuing the bloodline. When the bloodline is born, the boy will be drained of the last drop of blood from his body.
These preserved blood will be used by the next child to grow up;
Vice versa, if there is a girl, it will be owned by the man, and the preserved blood of the goddess will be used to wait for the child to grow up, and then the cycle will continue endlessly..."
The further she spoke, the deeper the old woman's voice became, to the point where it was almost impossible to hear it.
The atmosphere became increasingly depressing. Qingtan, who was held in Jiang Cheng's arms, had already wet Jiang Cheng's chest and clothes with tears, and her body was also struggling crazily.
Finally, Qingtan stopped struggling, and a dazzling smile appeared on her face.
The smile is full of relief.
Seeing such a smile, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel his heart twitching.
"How long has the Free City existed?"
Hearing this horrifying scene, even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, just thinking about it made Jiang Cheng feel horrified and chilled all over his body.
"Ten thousand years, the Free Capital has existed for ten thousand years!"
After saying that, the old woman turned around and continued to walk forward with the lantern, but Jiang Cheng, who was holding Qing Tan, was stunned.
"a thousand years?!"
"Huh? What's wrong with me?!"
Just when Jiang Cheng was stunned, Qingtan in his arms suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head in confusion and said.
As he spoke, he stretched his body.
Jiang Cheng, who heard the sound, also woke up from the shock.
Looking down, I saw Qingtan blinking her big innocent eyes, looking at him with a look of surprise and confusion on her face.
"I, I, I am..."
"Now that you're fine, let's come down..."
After letting go of his hand and letting Qingtan get off him, Jiang Cheng took steps forward.
After listening to the story told by the old woman, he felt very uncomfortable.
So I don’t want to say anything more.
"Ahem, ahem, when you get to the Free Capital, you can go and see the statue of the goddess. The man built a statue for her with his own hands back then.
Just outside the ruins of the Liberty City, it means she escaped..."
At this moment, the old woman's voice sounded again.
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng silently wrote it down in his mind.