I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Chapter 202: Aren’t You Going to Attend the Ceremony?

Clack clack clack

The footsteps grew louder as they stopped outside the door, and the knocking began.

Knock knock

Perhaps it was because nobody came to answer the door, but the knocking grew faster and harder, which made Yibei incredibly tense.

A sacrifice? You mean those things in the tanks?

She whipped out her kitchen knife, pressed it against the old mans neck, and said, Wait, I thought you said all sacrifices came from the outside, so why are they coming here?

She found that she became skilled at threatening others with her knife. She pressed her knife just enough to cause the old man pain but not enough to draw blood.

Committing arson, becoming a spy, learning spells in secret Im nothing but a criminal now.

The old man held panic in his face and weakly said, There havent been enough sacrifices recently, so we can only use people from the village, and since nobody wants to die

He didnt continue, but she clearly knew what he meant.

Those deformed babies will die in place of the villagers.

Hurry up and deal with the Old Ladies, or I might just kill you.

She had no idea what the Old Ladies were capable of or how strong they were in terms of psychic powers.

If it wasnt necessary, she didnt want to have a conflict with them.

But

By the light of the scarlet lantern within him, she could notice that his posture whilst moving was strange. His body was limp as he tried crawling on the ground like a snake.

Oh my god. Cant you move?

My bones are broken, he croaked out. This is my punishment for telling you the secrets of the village.

Then what should we do? she panicked. You cant let her continue knocking like this! Shes going to kick the door down!

Youre right so The old man hesitated. You. You go out and greet her.

Me? Hah, she dryly laughed as she pressed the knife further into his neck. Do you think Im fucking dumb? Do you want me to tie a ribbon around myself as they burn me at the stake?

No, no, I didnt mean that, never, the old man shook. Let me explain: as long as you can speak the language of the serpent, there shouldnt be a problem The Old Ladies think everybody is equal in the village, as servants to our god.

Really?

How could I lie to you? If I neglect my duties, I will suffer too. I dont have the privilege of lying.

She slid the kitchen knife back into her pocket and stood up.

Jacket? Can you turn into a set of clothes fit for a village girl? She whispered to her jacket.

You have to play the full part.

Plus, its hard to tell whether or not the old man was lying. It might as well be safer than sorry.

Her jacket turned up and rubbed against her face. Then, after a tangle of fabric, it turned into a set of dusty, coarse clothes.

She felt a chill on her lower parts and found that her snow-white thighs were exposed under her loose clothes.

Where the hell did my pants go?

(c) The Witch is demanding!

The jacket squirmed again, causing the clothes to extend slightly, turning the clothes into a coarse dress.

It started to rain suddenly.

The courtyard was misty with the rains arrival, plopping against the water tanks as irregular ripples appeared on the surface. Strange figures revealed themselves past the surface.

Staring at the wooden door, although she couldnt see what was happening outside, her eyes were burning slightly.

The intensity of the pain was slightly greater than when she met the headless girl, but not to the point where she encountered the sandbag puppets at Shihekou High School.

After a mental calculation, she estimated that she would be able to beat whatever it was head-on in a battle.

Kitchen knives, charms, and spells

Plus, if it didnt work, she also learnt a spell from her father.

I dont know if itll work, but he looked cool as hell doing it!

Grasping her kitchen knife, she opened the latch to the main door and pulled hard.

Squeak!

Standing outside the door were three women of almost identical stature, wearing red wedding dresses. On their lifeless faces, a piece of red cloth obscured their eyes.

The lanterns they held shone with an eerie light, dyeing the courtyard a dark red.

She soon realised that her method of judging her enemys strength based on her eyes was flawed; her eyes fell upon the Old Ladies, and she soon discovered that something obscured itself behind them, something messy and dark.

The lines were like a den of snakes that tangled and intertwined with one another, causing one to feel impending feelings of doom.

And at that very moment, she knew the mythical monster behind these Old Ladies had already gone insane.

Fortunately, it didnt seem hostile to her yet.

I cant tell, though. Even though the Night Division trained me, and with my own experiences, I cant tell if its going to pounce on me. Should I just let it rip?

Just as she was contemplating blasting the Old Ladies down with the spells she learnt from her father, they opened their mouths, hissing with a language she understood very well.

We are here for the sacrifices.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The old man didnt lie to her.

She bowed and made a respectful gesture, Please. Follow me.

She randomly picked a water tank and walked towards it, standing in front of it.

Crap. I forgot to ask him how to get this thing out of the tank.

Staring at the water tank, she felt a chill behind her, and she could see that the Old Ladies were waiting quietly for her.

Although their eyes were veiled, she could feel their gaze on her studying her.

She gritted her teeth and bit the bullet, plunging her hand into the tank.

The water immediately overflowed and splashed out onto the ground with a soft splash.

And goosebumps immediately broke out all over her body.

The water seemed clean, but it was more slippery than the water she knew. It felt viscous and sticky on her face.

She suppressed her nausea and leaned forward, putting her entire arm into the tank.

Her arms stirred around for a while, and her fingers met with something. She grasped it with great joy and lifted it up, fishing it out of the tank.

True enough. A deformed baby with blue skin and a bulging abdomen.

Its deformed head curled up, and it wrapped its legs around Yibeis arm like a baby would to its mother, only to open up its mouth full of sharp, jagged teeth to bite on her arm.

However, before it could do so, its body twitched, and it burst into wails.

Wah! Wah!

Its piercing cry was like a monsters roar to her ears, and she could only cover one ear as she handed the strange baby to the Old Ladies.

The Old Ladies tilted their heads curiously as if wondering why the baby was not biting this petite girl before them.

They continued to stare as the baby continued to wail, and before she could break the silence, the Old Ladies nodded and took the baby from her arms.

She breathed a sigh of relief and went to the next water tank.

After her first experience, she felt that it wasnt as bad as she thought. In the blink of an eye, she had already gone through half the tanks in the yard.

However, it was because the Old Ladies didnt find the babies satisfactory. It was not until they reached the eighteenth tank that the final Old Lady took the baby into her arms.

We are done, they said in unison.

Phew, take your time! she said, shaking the viscous water from her arms. I wont walk you to the door.

They turned to leave, only to turn back towards her and stare at her, revealing waves of malice beyond their veils.

What the hell? Did I say anything wrong? What the fuck is wrong with all of you?

Arent you going to attend the ceremony? They said it in unison.