Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 301 High Priest

"Little sister, is this place really that scary?" An Xinghui was a little uneasy because of the waiter's last smile.

Mo Qianxun patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I'll protect you!"

An Xing grabbed Mo Qianxun's arm and said, "Little sister, I'm entrusting my life to you."

[Haha, I never expected An Gou to have this side to him.]
[Exactly! He's the older brother, yet he has the nerve to make his younger sister protect him. Unbelievable!]
[I have a feeling their roles have been switched; maybe the younger sister is actually the older sister!]

An Xing replied: Foolish and ignorant humans.

The person finished eating the noodles, paid, and left.

Following the waiter's directions, the two arrived at a large, dark door.

Looking at the black door, An Xinghui subconsciously clutched her chest: "Little sister, why does this door feel so oppressive to me?"

Mo Qianxun looked at the door, tilted her head, and smiled: "It's okay, it might be my imagination. I'll go knock on the door."

Mo Qianxun was about to go up and knock on the door.

"I'll go, I'll go!" An Xinghui grabbed her and ran over to knock on the door herself.

"Is anyone home?"

Two minutes later, just when An Xing thought no one was inside, the door suddenly opened.

The two looked up and saw a large crack in the door, with a boy peeking out.

Upon seeing the camera behind Mo Qianxun and the others, the boy seemed to remember something, opened the door, and walked out.

"Are you here to learn the ritual dance?" the boy asked, looking at them with a puzzled expression.

An Xinghui smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are here to record a program. When we drew lots to decide our tasks, we drew the sacrificial dance."

"Oh, is that so? Then come in. The high priest is inside. But once you're inside, don't touch anything, or the high priest will kick you out, and I won't be responsible." The boy led them through the gate.

"Wow, you know what, this place is actually quite big." An Xinghui looked at the large courtyard with some surprise. "But what are all these pottery jars in this courtyard for?"

An Xinghui, out of curiosity, was about to go closer.

Mo Qianxun pulled the person back: "Forgot what we said before we came in? Don't touch anything inside."

An Xinghui pouted and said, "Fine, I'm just a little curious about what's inside."

The boy turned and glanced at him: "Not everything is worth being curious about. It's best not to be curious about things indiscriminately."

An Xing replied: Fine, you're the owner of this house, you're in charge.

The boy led them to a door and shouted inside, "High Priest, the people have arrived!"

"Let them in!" came an old voice.

Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui exchanged a glance, becoming more vigilant, and followed the boy inside.

Upon entering the room, Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui were both somewhat surprised. What kind of room was this? The room was filled with yellow and red strips of cloth, and there were many red talismans on the yellow strips.

Inside the room was the skull of some kind of animal. A man was kneeling on a cushion with his back to them, seemingly praying. Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui exchanged a glance. An Xinghui looked at the high priest and said, "Greetings, we are..."

"I know!"

An Xing was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

The old man slowly got up, turned around, and looked at the two people in front of him.

The old man's eyes brightened noticeably when he saw Mo Qianxun.

An Xinghui quietly pulled Mo Qianxun behind her: "My little sister is shy around strangers."

Mo Qianxun: ...Huh? Shy around strangers? Me?

[Oh wow, high EQ: My little sister is shy around strangers. Low EQ: What are you looking at!]
[You know what, at this moment, An Gou does act like a proper older brother.]
The man's gaze shifted from Mo Qianxun to An Xinghui, his eyes narrowing slightly before he burst out laughing: "Interesting, very interesting."

Mo Qianxun peeked out from behind An Xinghui and looked at the man. This man might actually have some skill, being able to see their condition. After all, being able to set up a barrier or maintain a barrier meant he was no ordinary person.

An Xinghui held her sister's hand tightly, looking at him nervously: "High Priest, right? We're just here to learn the sacrificial dance."

“No problem, of course no problem. You two are indeed very suitable to learn this.” The high priest said, turning around and bowing again to the skull.

Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui exchanged a glance, feeling that something was not quite right.

"008, have you found out anything about this town?"

[Host, we have found out that this town was once a village. This village was once massacred by bandits, and no one in the village survived. Later, when natural disasters occurred in other places, those who fled came here. Seeing that there was no one here, they settled down here.]

Later, strange things started happening in the village, which was discovered by a traveling Taoist priest. He then set up a barrier in the village to suppress the souls of the original villagers.

The Taoist priest originally wanted them to move away from the village, but since the natural disaster wasn't over and war was still raging outside, they decided to stay. Seeing this, the priest had no choice but to strengthen the protective barrier and then leave.

Mo Qianxun looked at the high priest: "Then what's the situation with this high priest?"

Oh, later, someone from who-knows-where came to the village by chance, discovered what was happening in the village, and stayed. Every year, he helped to reinforce the barrier in order to get a place to live.

The villagers felt reassured having a capable person in charge, so the high priest stayed, and his descendants inherited his mantle, continuing to this day.

Mo Qianxun nodded: "Then what was the way he looked at me?"

Although the spiritual energy is thin, his family possesses a special pair of eyes that can discern the concentration of spiritual energy within a person. Only those with these eyes can become high priests; it's not something any random child can inherit. 008, after reviewing all the information he had found, suddenly said, "Host, perhaps you really do need to learn this sacrificial dance."

Mo Qianxun: ╮(￣▽￣)╭

The prototype of this sacrificial dance is a dance used to comfort the souls of the dead; perhaps we can use it in the future.

Mo Qianxun nodded: "I see. Then I will definitely study hard."

Mo Qianxun stepped out from behind An Xinghui and smiled at the man.

A smile appeared on the man's face, but An Xinghui couldn't help but feel that the smile was somewhat malicious.

(End of this chapter)