"Ah, that’s terrifying?" Yang Chuxia listened with shock, a chill rising in her heart. People here were so cruel, throwing living people into the sea like that. It sounded fine to say that some of the purchased were corpses, but how exactly they became corpses was another story.
Thinking about this, anger rose in Yang Chuxia’s heart. What kind of sacrifice was this Sea God Festival? It was all feudal superstition, and a means to make money and harm lives.
"So, little girl, let me tell you, it’s better not to join that event if you can avoid it. Every year during the Sea God Festival, a few girls go missing."
"Uncle, if everyone knows that girls will be abducted during the Sea God Festival, why do people still go?" Yang Chuxia looked back at the street and saw quite a few girls in their teens, heading in what seemed to be the direction of the sacrificial ceremony.
"Ah," with a heavy sigh, the uncle replied, "Isn’t it for a good marriage? Those good marriages are all lies."
"Uncle, what do you mean by that?"
Yang Chuxia was confused. What else was there to this Sea God Festival?
"Well, it is said that those who participate in the Sea God Festival prayers and blessings can obtain a good marriage, and once they are married, they will make their husband’s family prosperous. Many people take pride in having their daughters pray to the Sea God, and those who haven’t will be looked down upon. So, tell me, will there be people going or not?"
Now Yang Chuxia understood. Actually, those so-called good marriages were nothing more than a gimmick spread by the fishermen and sea envoys.
The aim was to get more girls to participate in the Sea God Festival, so they could profit from it.
"Hmm, thank you, Uncle, I understand, I’ll be careful."
Yang Chuxia secretly thought that she would go and see for herself what the situation was. As for being abducted, she wasn’t afraid, but it would be better not to encounter it; otherwise, the other party would be in trouble.
After saying goodbye to the enthusiastic bun shop owner, Yang Chuxia went to find Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang, who were waiting by the roadside.
"Xiaxia, what were you talking to the owner about? Why did it take so long?" Seeing her coming, Ms. Wang hurriedly pulled her aside to avoid passersby bumping into her.
Yang Chuxia handed out the buns in her hand, one for each person, and said, "I was asking the bun shop owner about some things." Then Yang Chuxia told everyone what the bun shop owner had told her.
As she expected, after hearing this, Ms. Wang and Yang Dachuan refused to let her go.
"Dad, Mom, it’s okay. As long as I stay close to you, we can go and have a look. If it’s not fun, we’ll go back immediately."
Ms. Wang hesitated, not really wanting to go. Yang Dachuan felt the same way; praying for blessings or not, it seemed too dangerous.
Seeing this, Yang Chuxia pressed on, "Dad, Mom, you know my abilities. None of my uncles can beat me, even if they all team up."
"That’s right, Xiaxia, how did you learn those martial arts skills?" They had forgotten about this until now.
"Ah, Dad, don’t worry about how I learned. Just watch out for my little sister and little brother, and I’ll take care of myself and Dachuan."
After saying that, Yang Chuxia pulled Qingrui forward, and Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang reluctantly followed.
They walked behind the crowd on the street, and after about one hour, they finally arrived at the southern seafront where this year’s ceremony was being held.