Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 277 The Hundred Stories of Qingxingdeng

Butterfly asked her, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know." Qing Ya shook her head in confusion, "I have nowhere to go."

"Then do you want to stay with me as a companion? We can live in the cave together, go to the mountains to pick fruits and mushrooms, or go to the stream to catch fish together."

Qing Ya looked at the little fish wagging its tail in the creek, and was touched in the bottom of her heart: "Okay."

She stayed in Die's small cave and lived in seclusion on the mountain with Die.

She learned about her experience from Die's mouth, knowing that she was offered as a sacrifice to the mountain god by the villagers in the village, and was buried on the top of the mountain by existence. It was her sweetheart Ayan who dug her out after the villagers left.

Then the boy named Ayan hid her in the mountains, telling her to hide here and not come out.

Qing Ya later met the boy named A Yan, he was very kind to Die, and would often bring her some food.

Once again he brought a white candle to Die, and asked her to keep it for light. Die gave this candle to Qing Ya, which was one of the few good things she got.

Qing Ya looked at the candle handed over like a butterfly offering a treasure, which made her think of Xing Yun again.

But slowly, Die found that A Yan was getting thinner and thinner, so she refused to accept the food brought by A Yan, and even distributed the fish she caught to A Yan, asking him to take it back and distribute it to his parents.

Qingya doesn't need food, Die has a small appetite, and the two girls can't eat much at all, most of the fruits and mushrooms they pick are given to Ayan by Die.

But as the days passed, the drought in the village did not improve, even the streams on the mountain dried up, the trees withered, and there were no more fruits.

One day, Ah Yan brought bad news that Die's parents had starved to death.

Die threw herself into his arms and cried loudly, and A Yan in front of him was so hungry that only skin and bones remained.

She gave all the food to Ah Yan and asked him to bring it to her sister.

But these foods are not enough, and there is no other food on the mountain.

Qing Ya would travel far every day to pick some fruits from farther mountains that were not yet barren, and bring them back for Die to eat at night.

But one day, when Qing Ya came back at night, she saw A Yan brought many skinny middle-aged men to the cave.

Those people want to catch the butterfly.

"It's all your fault, if you hadn't escaped before, Lord Mountain God wouldn't be angry!"

"It was you who killed so many people!"

"You killed your parents too! If you hadn't run away, the drought would have been over!"

"You are the sinner in the village!"

"Dedicate her sister to the mountain god together! Their family is all sinners!"

A Yan stood aside with red eyes: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I really have no other choice. If this continues, everyone will starve to death. You don't want everyone to die, do you..."

"The mountain god must be really angry to do this..."

The sunny and cheerful boy in the past was now pale and thin, and he looked at Die, who was caught by the villagers, with tears streaming down his face.

Qing Ya rushed over, trying to save Die from those people.

But Die turned her head and shook her head at Qing Ya, her eyes were filled with tears: "Qing Ya, leave me alone, you can go..."

The villagers looked at Qingya coldly with beastly eyes, and left with Die, and Ayan followed behind the crowd like a walking corpse.

Qing Ya put the fruit back into the cave.

She lit the small candle that Die put at the door, and walked to the dry stream, Qing Ya sat on the stone, looking at the moon in the sky, mountain god?what is that?
Are there really gods in this world?
Butterfly will die?

She didn't want Die to die.

Qing Ya stood up and followed the direction the villagers left, and when she arrived, she happened to see those villagers bury the butterflies in the soil.

Seemingly in order to climb Die to escape again, they beat Die severely with a stick, Die lost consciousness, and blood flowed from the back of her head.

The villagers looked at A Yan: "You come and bury her."

Ah Yan took the shovel with tears in his eyes, and filled the hole with handfuls of soil.

Die woke up in the dirt pit, her eyes widened until a handful of dirt covered her eyes, and her world lost the last ray of light.

The villagers seemed to have lost their trust in A Yan, and after burying Die, they escorted A Yan away and wanted to keep him under strict guard.

Qingya stepped forward quickly, digging up the mound with both hands, and dug the butterfly out of the ground again.

"Die?" She patted Die's face, "Wake up."

Die slowly woke up: "Xianzi! Xianzi! Save Xianzi! She was buried next to me!"

She sat up abruptly, tears mixed with the blood flowing from her head, and Die desperately dug the pit next to her. Qing Ya knew that Xianzi was Die's younger sister, so she helped Die dig up the mound next to her with both hands.

Finally they dug out a girl from inside.

However, the girl suffered more serious injuries and had already lost her breath.

Die hugged her sister's body and cried loudly.

Qingya looked at Die who was crying loudly: "Die, do you hate them?" Her eyes glowed green strangely in the dark night.

Butterfly nodded fiercely: "Hate!"

"Do you want revenge?" Qing Ya asked, "I can help you."

Die turned her head, the blood from her forehead flowed into her eyes, and her eyes were stained blood red: "How can you help me?"

Qing Ya wiped the blood on her face: "Tell them, you can let the mountain god descend, let them each bring a candle to the shrine at night, each tell a story, and then blow out the candles."

"Every time I blow out a candle, I will kill a person, and when they blow out all the candles, I will help you complete your revenge."

Butterfly stood up slowly: "Okay."

She went back to the village and did as Qing Ya said.

When everyone gathered in the shrine, she saw Qing Ya standing at the door.

Whenever a person blows out the candle, there will be a puff of smoke from Qing Ya's body, wrapping that person tightly, while the others seem to have noticed nothing.

When everyone blew out the candles, the green smoke dispersed in an instant, and all the people wrapped in the green smoke turned into white bones.

Qing Ya walked up to Die and squatted in front of her: "Okay, now your enemies are dead."

But Die raised her head: "Qing Ya, can I ask you to kill me too?"

"Why?" Qing Ya showed a trace of doubt on her face.

"Please, okay?" Die's tears fell one by one again, and she begged Qing Ya with tears like rain.

……

"Ok."

After the green smoke, the butterfly also turned into a bone.

Qing Ya took off Die's skull, took out the half-burned white candle from her bosom, carefully placed the candle in the skull, and used the skull as a lampshade.

She touched Die's skull: "Don't be sad, your enemies are already dead."

(End of this chapter)