Since the girl from the Han family came back, the family has been lively. There was an endless stream of visitors, some from the village, some from other villages, men and women, old and young, all of whom were just saying polite and flattering words. The big man took one after another, smiling all over his face, trying his best to hide the pride in his heart. The girl in pink accompanied the big man and replied with a smile.

It was getting late, and the people were scattering. At this time, the head of the village and a shaman in the village also came to visit.

The big man and the girl in pink hurriedly greeted him. The village chief, who was in his fifties and wore a coarse cloth robe, was a wise man in the village, that is, he had a good brain and a lot of eyes. The sorcerer had just arrived in the village, in his twenties, dressed in a sorcerer's robe and holding a wand. The sorcerer has the ability to reach the heavens and the earth, that is, the communicator.

There are two dominant forces in the Terrans - cultivators and shamans. Cultivators are divided into seven grades according to color, namely white, pink, cyan, yellow, purple, black, and gold. Wizards are divided into five levels: Wizard, Wizard, Witch Emperor, and Witch God. Cultivators are guardians, and shamans are administrators, and they contain and use each other to maintain the stability of the race.

The sorcerer was a sorcerer, and he was so attracted by the beauty of the girl in pink that he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and he couldn't help but keep a close eye on it as he spoke. This made the girl in pink a little more disgusted with him. Before leaving, the sorcerer did not forget to peek at it, and a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sorcerer's actions were all under Zhou Feng's eyes, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and he couldn't wait to go up and give him two heavy punches.

In the dead of night, people were already asleep. Zhou Feng thought about something in the night. The situation of Dahan's family was almost as clear to him in the conversations of the people during the day.

This village is called Mei Village, the big man's name is Mei Quan, and the girl in pink is named Mei Qinglin, who is Mei Quan's daughter. Mei Qinglin's mother died when she was three years old, and Mei Quan pulled her up with hard work.

When Mei Qinglin was fourteen years old, there happened to be an elector in the town, so Mei Quan led his daughter to run for the election. For Mei Qinglin, the fourteen-year-old elector is already an older youth. Cultivators are generally elected once every five years to select children with spiritual roots. The sorcerer is elected once every three years, but the sorcerer dresses ugly and behaves strangely, and is very unpopular with girls. In the eyes of the people, the cultivators are still tall. Mei Qinglin had a chance to join the cultivator when she was four or nine years old, but Mei Quan didn't let her go because she was afraid that the child was urinating. Now that the child is older, he wants to find a good home for her, so he pulls the child to run for election. Children with spiritual roots are hard to find, and only four or five can be selected out of a few thousand.

Mei Quan didn't have much hope of bringing his daughter to the election, but Mei Qinglin was selected, and he was a high-grade spiritual root. This made the name of Plum Village very famous, and people who came to congratulate him came to congratulate him, because the cultivator is a symbol of power.

On the second day, Mei Qinglin and his father reluctantly said goodbye. Zhou Feng circled around the pillar, his heart empty, looking forward to Mei Qinglin's arrival again.

Zhou Feng and Mei Quan spent several days dependent on each other, and Mei Quan also took good care of Zhou Feng. The two of them ate and drank the same, and they had a meal of clear soup and vegetarian dishes, and cleaned Zhou Feng's intestines, without any oil or water. When he was in Wanyuan Mountain, he ate wild fruits for dozens of days, and now he still has no meat at all, which makes Zhou Feng want to eat a big meal.

Zhou Feng did not blame Mei Quan for this situation, because every household in the village could not afford to eat meat, and all meat was offered to the river god.

There is a big river called Huangsha River at the east end of Meicun. The river is muddy and floods. It was determined by shamans that it was the river god, so for generations people offered sacrifices and coins to the river god every summer. As a result, the people along the coast are impoverished and miserable. But the cultivators and shamans did not dare to strangle the river god, because the god has supreme power in this world.

Families have captive animals prepared to make sacrifices to the river gods, and if there are 10 households in each village, the shaman and the village chief will kidnap a member of their family as a substitute. Therefore, every household prepared their animals in advance for sacrifices.

Mei Quan just gave away his cattle as a sacrifice last year, and it will be another five years before it will be his turn, so he is not in a hurry to raise livestock again. And Mei Quan also has the right not to offer sacrifices, because his family's daughter is a cultivator.

The human race has a clear rule that all cultivators or shamans in the family can be exempted from tax and sacrifice. This is also the reason why every family hopes that there will be cultivators and shamans in their homes.

After a few more days, Mei Quan thought that Zhou Feng was an obedient and good cat, so he untied the noose around his neck. Zhou Feng regained his freedom, and he was so happy that he jumped up and down in the courtyard. With Zhou Feng's current speed and IQ, it was easy to escape from Meicun, but he didn't escape, he regarded Mei Quan as a relative, the closest person in this world. Maybe Mei Quan also regards Zhou Feng as a relative, and his daughter is not around, and he often tells Zhou Feng about the ups and downs of these years.

"Brother Mei, save my little three!" a woman walked in crying, holding a little girl of four or five years old.

Mei Quan was weaving a basket with wicker, while Zhou Feng admired his skillful skills from the side.

Hearing the cry, Mei Quan hurriedly got up, "San'er and her mother, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"This year, it is my family's turn to offer sacrifices, but the sorcerer said that this year, the river god wants to enjoy the boys and girls, and it just so happens that my little third child is in line, and I am asked to send the little third child to the altar on the day of the sacrifice, otherwise the little third child will be taken away and my family will be punished for three consecutive years. Brother Mei, what do you think I should do?" said the woman, who began to weep bitterly.

The little girl beside the woman should be Xiao San'er, she has loose hair, a pair of bright big eyes, holding her mother with one hand, and gently biting it with the other hand to her mouth. She knew that her mother was sad, but she didn't know that disaster had befallen her small body.

Hearing that it was about the sacrifice, Mei Quan also made a difficulty, this is a rule set by his ancestors for generations, and it is impossible to change it because of a certain person.

"I'll go to the village chief to discuss this matter and see if there are any alternatives. After speaking, Mei Quan hurriedly walked out of the door.

It was dusk, the sun was falling weakly, and the remaining blood was particularly eye-catching.

Mei Quan dragged heavy steps into the house, and Zhou Feng greeted him and looked at his face. Mei Quan's face was gloomy, and he saw Zhou Feng's tears falling non-stop.

What's the matter? Zhou Feng was puzzled in his heart, and shouted at Mei Quan a few times.

Mei Quan squatted down and gently stroked Zhou Feng's neck with his big hand, and there was another sparse pull.

Zhou Feng has an ominous feeling in his heart, could it be that I am the substitute for the little San'er. Hehe, God will play tricks on me, I am full of hope for this world, and you will pour cold water on me. But when Zhou Feng thought of the poor little san'er, his heart suddenly lit up. I don't belong to this world anyway, and it's worth sacrificing for that little girl.