Chapter 430: The Evil God Festival - Boathouse

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu has obtained the identity of a copy (Successor of the Evil God)]

[Player Bai Liu activates the main quest.]

[Main Quest: Ask the heir of the evil god to find the two anchors carrying the spirit and body of the old evil god within seven days, and sacrifice each other on the boathouse on the day of the evil god's sacrifice to complete the evil god's sacrifice.]

Bai Liu slowly opened his eyes.

He stood on a shore with the sea as far as the eye could see, the waves lapping at the shore of the harbor, the waves making a strange sound of breaking water, and suddenly in the darkness a heavy drumbeat came from behind Bai Liu:

"Dang...!"

Bai Liu's eyes swept to the left side of the sound of the light, a red background white flat lettering of the round belly of the lantern lit up leisurely.

The candles inside the lanterns flickered from side to side, the drums behind them suddenly stirred up, thumping, a thick male voice humming an unknown mysterious tune appeared faintly, remembering the drums, and the round lanterns above Bai Liu's head lit up one by one, illuminating the pitch-black night sky.

The scene brightens, and things previously hidden in the darkness emerge one by one in the warm orange candlelight.

Bai Liu looks around, and above his head are interlocking strings of lanterns hung at regular intervals, intertwining into a huge net of lights.

Decorations of colorfully cut paper were tied to the side of the lanterns and hung down, undulating and swaying in the sea breeze, making a sound like broken bells, and the light of the candles was brightly flickering, illuminating the bustling scene around Bai Liu in a blurred way.

Bai Liu was flanked by dozens of male drummers, all of whom appeared to be young and strong, with muscular bodies, and a thick white rope made of cloth hanging from their thick necks, which wrapped forward around their shoulders and was fastened to the gilded loops on the left and right sides of the red body of the drum, which was the size of a millstone, in front of their waists.

The drummers chanted in hushed tones from their chests, forming an odd accent to the song, and the drums intensified as they clutched their sticks in their hands and slammed them down with vigor.

The lanterns were finally all lit up, illuminating the nighttime beach as bright as day.

The originally silent bay side became crowded with lantern lights, and there were all kinds of stalls on the street, displaying small bells tied with red wires, amulets with different functions, smoked candles and apple candies, as well as all kinds of strange masks of the gods, with the best seller being a mask of a white-haired, blue-eyed, compassionate and young-looking evil god.

Vendors were bustling with new and interesting festival offerings, and there were tourists everywhere in their grand festival attire, laughing and chatting about what was going on:

"This year's Evil God Festival is really lively."

"That's for sure, every year the Evil God Festival is the biggest event in the whole town, thanks to the blessing of the Evil God-sama we the people of this town can realize our wishes and live better and better."

"...... It's been ten years since the Evil God-sama descended on our town and we built a shrine to enshrine Him, right?"

"This year happens to be the 10th year of the Evil God Festival, so it's extra grand, and the one presiding over the festival is the one who is recognized by everyone as the most likely successor to the Evil God ......"

"That person was originally nothing more than a sacrifice that was sold here, and now that he can preside over the Evil God Sacrifice, he is considered to be a step to heaven, and I have heard that he has fled before, and I don't know what he is fleeing from, and that the gods are so great in their favor and gifts, and that he doesn't cherish them, and instead wants to run away, and that's really ...... "

"Let's not talk about him, I don't know which children are in the offerings to the Sea Shrine this year, I really want to go and take a look, take a chance, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to draw an offering that belongs to me, I have so many wishes that I want Evil God-sama to help me realize."

"You are so greedy, didn't you realize one last year?"

"But wishes are always too many, last year is last year, this year is this year, anyway, the cost of realizing wishes is not me, hehehe."

Bai Liu stood on a wooden-framed elevated platform near the sea, which was supposed to be a stage used for Shinto ritual performances, and he was the only person on the entire elevated platform, dressed in black and white Shinto ritual garments, the style of which was a bit similar to the wabi-sabi kimono that he had seen before, but a bit more elaborate and complex than the kimono.

In his hand he held a kagura bell hung with golden round bells, the white sleeves on both sides were wide and long, the sea breeze passed through Bai Liu's cuffs and blew his whole clothes together with the broken hair on his forehead, the bells were also blown and shaken.

The wind is cool, the water is cold, and the golden bells are broken.

Beneath the raised platform were pedestrians laughing and cursing and talking loudly, and in front of it was an endless black sea, with a bit of swaying bright orange light faintly visible at the horizon of the sea, like a ship anchored on the surface of the sea.

"Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum!"

A drum song Bi, Bai Liu is a wooden frame high platform behind the sound of rapid footsteps, he just turned around, he saw the coming people ferociously raised his hand to fall, it is hard to give him a slap.

Bai Liu quickly dodged and sidestepped, but just as his body moved, the system prompted:

[SYSTEM WARNING: Resisting an action goes against the player's (Heir to the Evil God) identity setting, please do not resist!

Bai Liu felt his body was fixed in place and could not move, hard to receive the person's slap, was slapped to the left side of the face the whole don't go over, light-colored corner of the lips cracked, there are beads of blood along the roll down, dripping on the ground.

"Useless fellow!" The man scolded Bai Liu in a stern voice, "How can you stop in the middle of a divine sacrifice rehearsal! This is a great disrespect to Lord Evil God!"

Bai Liu lowered his head and eyes drooped, and did not raise his hand to wipe the blood around his mouth, did not say anything.

Seeing that Bai Liu didn't say anything, this person was furious again, just about to raise his foot to kick Bai Liu in the waist, but when he swept to the valuable set of divine ritual clothing on Bai Liu's body, his kicking action was narrowly and narrowly stopped, and he held back his anger to point at Bai Liu's nose to reproach him:

"The first act of the drama performance of the Evil Matsuri Ritual is going to be held in seven days, and you can't even remember the movements of your practiced opening dance, so if anything goes wrong with the Great Evil God Ritual of this decade, even if you're the one most likely to become the successor of the Evil God-sama, we'll sink you in chains to the bottom of the sea and use it as the shrine's [Anchor]!"

The man sneered, "I know you're most afraid of water, so practice if you don't want to be tortured like that!"

After saying that, the man flung his sleeves and left, commanding in a cold voice to the two small attendants who had their heads bowed and were obviously a bit afraid of him, "Help him go down to change his clothes, and take care of the wounds on his face for me."

"Don't let him sleep tonight, practice the Divine Ritual Dance a thousand more times for me, and I want to see him get the Divine Ritual Dance down without missing a single step before he goes on stage tomorrow."

A small retainer raised his head with a shiver, "But Gobune-sama, Bai Liu hasn't rested for three days now, and yesterday he hasn't had a sip of water until today because he was chastised by you, so if he doesn't rest again ......"

The Imperial Ship swept a grim, slanted glance at the little squire.

This little squire's shoulders suddenly trembled, and he obediently lowered his head, "I know, I will properly supervise Bai Liu jumping for the whole night until he can meet your requirements, my lord."

The imperial ship boredly swept Bai Liu, hmmm striding down from the high platform, two small waiters came up to assist Bai Liu.

One of the young attendants who had just spoken for Bai Liu cautiously probed and made sure that the Imperial Ship came down from the high platform and walked directly towards the town without looking back, before he let out a sigh of relief and worriedly turned his head to look at the pale Bai Liu: "Are you alright? Can you still stand still?"

Bai Liu shook his head slowly, "It's fine."

It wasn't until that imperial ship was gone that he regained control of his body, having been unable to move before.

It seems that this copy has stricter role-playing requirements for players than the previous one before the Yinshan Village, and the slightest behavior that is out of character can't appear, and once it does, the body will be forced to be taken over by the system.

With ...... so definitively asking him to take the Evil God Successor Path, and with the theme (Evil God Sacrifice), it seems like Bai Liu really can't wait.

"How can it be all right?" This little squire started chattering as soon as he saw the imperial boat leaving, his face could not hide his worry, "Yesterday you stepped on a wrong beat, and Lord Imperial Boat made you dance all day without eating or drinking, and today your eyes didn't even close and you went up to the high stage again, and from the rehearsal in the afternoon until now, in the middle of the rehearsal, you shook a few times, and I thought that you'd fall off the high stage straight away."

As the little attendant explained, Bai Liu did feel a weakness from this body caused by the long absence of sugar and water intake, and his head began to feel a little dizzy, he supported the little attendant's hand and closed his eyes to breathe twice before adjusting to this weakness.

The little attendant took a look at Bai Liu closed eyes were startled, rushed out of the sleeve to grab a handful of sugar: "This is the gold flat sugar I just bought at the festival, I secretly hid in the sleeve to bring up, you first ate a few to stabilize a stable!"

Bai Liu opened his eyes slightly as he took and swallowed a few.

The sticky sweetness of the sugar and the scraping sensation of the hard candy across his dry throat caused him to choke and cough a few times the moment he swallowed, and the little squire's eyes grew more and more distressed as he looked at Bai Liu, "Later we'll sneak back over to the boathouse, where there's no one to supervise, and you'll be able to eat and rest for a bit."

"The boathouse?" Bai Liu's eyes rolled and his voice was inquisitive, "Where is it?"

The young attendant reached out and touched Bai Liu's forehead, asking worriedly, "Bai Liu, are you a bit feverish and disoriented?"

"You don't even remember where the boathouse is?"

"The boathouse is where we, the purchased sacrifices, lived as children."

The young squire sighed, "But it's normal that you don't remember, you haven't been back to the boathouse since you were taken away by Lord Gobunshi five years ago, and you've been living in the town's shrine as Lord Evil's heir."

Bai Liu lied in a flat tone, "I remember, but wouldn't the proximity of a place like the boathouse, where sacrifices are housed, be heavily guarded? Why would it be unsupervised?"

"It was supposed to be a place that the boathouse kept under strict guard." The young squire spoke with a sigh, "Bai Liu you really got lost practicing the dance, did you forget that tomorrow is the first day of the seven day long Evil God Festival."

"The boathouse won't be supervised tonight."

The young squire looked up without any emotion on his face, "Because the town will go to the boathouse in a frenzy for the offerings."

"- This is the beginning of the Evil God Festival, the Ship Palace Night Joy Festival."