Wakura Yonghai looked sadly but decisively hugged the log placed on the base.

“Mr. Wakura looks very unhappy,” Ayumi whispered.

Chi Fei glanced at it late, no longer paying attention to Hecang Yonghai, but instead paying attention to Tushi Issei, "As desperate as if a loved one died."

other people:"……"

 When two children died, there was really no reason to be happy and laugh.

In order to prevent the news from leaking out, only the two policemen secretly sent into the village last night, namely the Young Detective Team, Chi Feichi, Dr. Ali, Fei Yingli and Officer Mu Mu, know the truth. Tiantang Qinghua leaned against Fei Yingli with some worry.

, "Lawyer Fei, there won't be any more deaths today, right?"

“Don’t worry,” Fei Yingli said in a low voice with a smile on her face, “no one will be killed again.”

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As Afupo raised the obsidian mirror in her hand, the surrounding villagers dressed as birdmen let out low screams and lit the sacrificial tree with the torches in their hands.

 Fukuura Reiji had regained his energy after last night's rest. He turned around and asked Wakura Misa with a gentle face, "Miss Wakura, are they going to burn the sacrificial tree?"

Tendo Qinghua glanced at Fukuura Reiji, said nothing, and continued to look at the center of the square.

"I heard it is like this," Wakura Misa explained, her eyes still nervously staring at her father who was hugging the sacred tree, "every three hundred years, the villagers will burn the sacrificial tree.

, and planting again means the end of a reincarnation and the arrival of a new beginning."

 “Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp…”

That high-pitched cry echoed through the village again.

 Many people's expressions changed, but this time everything was peaceful, and no corpses appeared on the burning sacrificial tree.

“Why?” Wakura Yonghai, who was holding the sacred tree, raised his head in shock, “Why wasn’t I sacrificed?”

Tushi Issei stood there, his right hand in his pocket still pressing the remote control switch desperately.

“Police officer,” Dr. Ali stepped forward and said with a serious face, “No matter how hard you press the button on the remote control, the Big Bird God will not come!”
Chapter completed!