Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 530 Miao Holy Son x Miao Priest 3

Shen Juan pressed on relentlessly, and the person in charge was practically bowing his head to his crotch.

Shen Juan suddenly curled her lips and said, "Have Xizhai send two more children over."

A single sentence decided the fate of Xizhai.

The person in charge turned even paler.

He raised his hand as if to say something, but Shen Juan's glare shot over him.

"Do you want me to talk to the elder about this?"

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but the person in charge swallowed them back.

His face was ashen, and he could only bow and say, "Yes."

Shen Juan nodded and led the person away.

The child's struggles were almost nonexistent in Shen Juan's eyes; he couldn't break free from his grasp at all.

Once they were out of the crowd, the boy simply stood still, his whole body taut backward, as if he were about to run away at any moment.

Shen Juan didn't seem to care much. He stopped and crouched down to be at eye level with the boy.

Do you want to trample them all under your feet?

"I can help you."

The voice bewitched the boy, as if it were a demon from hell.

The boy clenched his fists.

Shen Juan continued, "I can help you become a Holy Son, but you still have to avenge yourself."

“Once you become a holy son, your parents’ names can be engraved on the family monument.”

Shen Juan pointed to the clan monument standing in the very center of the village.

Only those who have made great contributions can have their names engraved.

The boy seemed to be touched by something. He took a deep breath, timidly looked up, his eyes filled with tears, and nodded firmly.

Shen Juan smiled happily, more radiant than the peach blossoms of March. He reached out and touched the boy's head, asking softly:

"Do you have a name?"

The boy shook his head.

Shen Juan took the boy's small hand and wrote two words on his palm—Gu Yao.

Shen Juan didn't know why he chose those two words, just as he didn't know why he picked the child in front of him from the crowd at first glance.

It's all based on intuition.

And Chen Jue also relies heavily on this intuition.

He looked at the child in front of him and gently smiled.

"This is your name."

The boy stared blankly, curling his fingers, looking somewhat helpless, as if he didn't know how to pronounce the two words.

Shen Juan's heart softened instantly. He took the child's hand, looked directly into his eyes, and said, "Repeat after me, Gu—Yao."

The boy pursed his lips, and only spoke after receiving a long and encouraging gaze, "Gu, Gu, Yao..."

He stutters and can't even pronounce his own name properly.

Shen Juan was quite satisfied. He didn't expect to become rich overnight. He gently took the child's hand and squeezed it.

"great."

"Your name will be Gu Yao."

The boy looked bewildered, staring with his round eyes. He felt a tickle in his palm and curled his knuckles to rub it, but instead touched another hand.

He quickly withdrew his hand like a frightened bird.

Shen Juan raised an eyebrow at him, her expression full of mockery.

The boy's face flushed red instantly, like a mimosa plant, and he lowered his head at the slightest touch.

Shen Juan clicked his tongue softly.

Why does it look like a steamed bun?

So easily manipulated?

It seems we need to take some drastic measures.

He reached out and grabbed the child's face, lifting his head up and forcing him to look up at people.

Shen Juan's expression shifted between light and dark, her voice tinged with menace, "You're one of my people now. Don't lower your head so easily; it's my people who will be disgraced. Hold your head high, stand tall!"

The boy's soft cheeks were being pulled, and tears welled up in his eyes from the pain, but he still mumbled apologies.

"Yes, sorry."

Seeing that he was about to lower his head again, he raised his head again under Shen Juan's suddenly cold gaze.

It just trembled like a leaf falling in the wind.

Her pitiful, tearful appearance made Shen Juan sigh.

Forget it.

There's still time, take your time.

Even if the old priest hadn't chosen this child in ten years, he could still elevate him to the position of Holy Son.

Taking the initiative into your own hands is the best approach.

Only the holy sons he nurtures can be used by him.

In Miao areas, the training of holy sons and daughters takes place in a ten-year cycle.

If no child succeeds in becoming a holy son or daughter this time, other villages will still send someone over in ten years.

He simply didn't have the patience to waste any more time with them.

The process of choosing a holy son or daughter involves inhuman torment, and hatred lasts longer and is more unforgettable than love.

The child harbored hatred, which became a key factor in his ability to endure inhuman torture.

Regardless of whether this person was chosen by the old priest, this child will become the only holy child of Miao territory.

He doesn't like following the rules; he wants to be the one who makes them.

He then took the child's hand, gently squeezed his palm, and smiled tenderly.

"Let's go."

"Ah Yao, are you hungry? How about I go back and stew some mushrooms with the chicken that Xizhai sent over?"

Gu Yao followed Shen Juan forward in a daze, turning his head to look at the hand being held, a strange warmth rising in his heart.

It felt like I was back in the days before my parents died.

They held his hand and patiently told him the same thing over and over again.

Your baby's eyes are beautiful, it's not your fault, your baby is the most beautiful.

The elders in the clan thought he was unlucky and didn't even give him a name.

His parents affectionately called him "baby".

But then...

They are all dead.

He was tricked into going to the deep mountains to find herbs that could make his eyes like those of a normal person, but he died in the mouth of a wild beast.

There wasn't even a complete corpse.

Thinking of this, Gu Yao lowered his eyes, suppressing the fierce emotions within them.

The people of Xizhai already disliked him, considering him an unlucky person.

After his parents died, he became the target of everyone's bullying.

Many times, the people from Xizhai deliberately took him to the deep mountains, hoping that he would be bitten to death by poisonous insects or wild beasts.

But he always manages to come back alive.

As for those children who plotted against him, he always found a way to kill one or two of them.

In any case, people in the village die every year from poisonous insects and wild beasts.

What does it matter who it is?

Over time, rumors spread throughout the western village that he was wicked, and no one wanted to get close to him.

However, they also prevented him from easily entering the village.

It was as if he were an outsider.

But his parents also contributed a lot to Xizhai.

My father was one of only two doctors in the village, and he saved so many lives.

Why should they occupy his house and not let him, the owner, go home?

If it weren't for the fact that each village had to select two children to send this time, no one would have thought of him.

For the past two years, he has relied on picking wild fruits and hunting wild rabbits to fill his stomach, often going hungry.

That day, because of his gluttony, he was drugged and brought here by the people of Xizhai.

He knew there was a problem, but he was just too hungry.

He was still too young; he had picked all the low-lying wild fruits nearby, and the little traps he had set yielded no results.

He did consider searching deeper into the mountains, but it was too dangerous.

My parents were killed by wild beasts deep in the mountains.

However, he did not resist.

Anyway, life in the main village can't be worse than life in the west village.

And now, someone has actually given him a name and even said they'd cook for him.

That's... a very tempting offer.

Children who live under the roof of others for many years are always exceptionally good at reading people's expressions. Gu Yao, who is only eight years old, has managed to survive on his own for two years. How could he be a simple person?

He knew that Shen Juan had designs on him and was even deliberately trying to provoke his hatred.

But he doesn't care.

What could be worse than being constantly targeted, going hungry, and having nowhere to stay?

The feeling of being hungry is really unpleasant.

He has eaten everything.

Now that he has protection, he will not refuse whatever the priest wants him to do.

They have food and drink, and a place to stay.

For Gu Yao, this was already an immense blessing.

It also allows me to avenge my parents, so why not?

It's just mutual exploitation.