The Two Hundred and Eighty Pound Fat Girl and Her Five Husbands C.314: Have a meal

In this world, the only one who bore any connection to her was a little boy named Gu Shan.

As for this connection between them, she wasn't sure if it was real. After all, words are merely wind!

When Lin Zaozao saw Gu Shan standing beside her, she immediately turned her head, denying the thoughts in her heart.

She must have been out of her mind just now, thinking about sacrificing Gu Shan as a method to return home.

Gu Shan is a person, her thoughts just now were truly despicable.

Since she couldn't harm others, she could only hurt herself. She remembered that the system had told her that if she wanted to gain the corresponding power, she had to sacrifice something from herself.

Sacrificing limbs, organs, and life was absolutely impossible. But sacrificing her blood, skin, and hair was something she could accept.

To cross time and space to go home, she was willing to sacrifice a bit of herself.

Without sacrificing, one cannot gain. If she was not willing to sacrifice herself, she would not be able to return home.

Without any hesitation, Lin Zaozao picked up a branch from the ground and scraped it against her finger.

When her tender finger was cut by the branch, Lin Zaozao endured the pain, under the shocked gaze of Gu Shan, Han Xibei, and Han Ye, she quickly smeared her fresh blood on the trunk of the Moonlight Flower Tree, constantly pleading in her heart.

"Moonlight Flower Tree, I miss my mom and dad, I miss Luo Luo, I want to go home. Luo Luo doesn't like to talk, if I leave, there will be no one to talk to him, Luo Luo will become withdrawn.

Moonlight Flower Tree, can you let me be with Luo Luo? I miss him so much!”

Lin Zaozao pleaded in her heart for a long time, hoping for a long time, but still did not return home to see her little brother, Luo Luo.

Thinking of her little brother, Lin Zaozao couldn't help but feel sorrow.

When she was very young, while doing volunteer work in the orphanage with her parents, she saw Luo Luo, who was always hiding in the corner.

Luo Luo back then was as thin as a kitten. Because he was physically weak and introverted, or rather, he simply didn't talk.

Because of these reasons, no one in the orphanage liked him, let alone adopt him.

So, before she met Luo Luo, his life in the orphanage was extremely miserable.

She had to work really hard to get her parents' agreement to bring Luo Luo home.

After returning home, due to Luo Luo's timid and introverted personality, she was willing to devote all her energy to Luo Luo.

Teaching him to speak, playing with him.

After her constant nagging, Luo Luo, the little guy, would occasionally grace her with a conversation, speaking a word or two with her.

But she never imagined that their little Luo Luo would grow up to have a cute baby face, looking strikingly similar to their mom and dad.

Or rather, Luo Luo's appearance resembled their parents more than she, their biological daughter, did.

Furthermore, Luo Luo was very intelligent, always accompanying their dad in the lab to conduct experiments.

So every time she forcefully took Luo Luo out, no one ever doubted that Luo Luo was not a child adopted by their parents.

Even if others were to doubt, they would only question her, the unlearned older sister, about where their parents had picked her up from.

Although Luo Luo was very smart, as long as she didn't bother him, he wouldn't utter a single word within a month.

She had once taken Luo Luo to a psychologist, who told her that if Lin Luo Luo didn't speak for a long time, he would become a real mute.

Now, because she choked on a drink, she was taken to this damn place by the damn system, becoming a grand high priest for a ridiculous sacrifice.

If she can't go back, will her Luo Luo become a real mute?

Thinking of Luo Luo, such a handsome and cute boy, becoming a mute who could not speak, Lin Zaozao was almost driven mad with anxiety.

She wanted to go home...

Her parents were there to accompany her. But her Luo Luo, from a young age, recognized only her, the unlearned older sister.

If she were to die, not be around anymore, then what about her Luo Luo?

Thinking of Luo Luo's sadness, and the possibility of accidents, Lin Zaozao could not control her tears.

Damn it, had she been cursed with such bad luck for several lifetimes! She had only taken a sip of a drink, and ended up transported to this place.

She wanted to go home...

She missed Luo Luo...

Han Ye, Han Xibei, and Gu Shan, who had always been by Lin Zaozao's side, felt pained when they saw her squatting on the ground, lips tightly pressed together, holding back her tears.

Especially Gu Shan, who had learned about the events that would happen to Lin Zaozao from his future self.

Seeing how upset Zaozao was now, he also knew that she was missing her little brother.

Thinking of Lin Zaozao's little brother, that guy named Xi Luo, Gu Shan was so angry that his eyes were almost red.

If it weren't for Zaozao, he would never allow that guy Xi Luo to return to this world.

But thinking about the upcoming events that needed his help, Gu Shan had to compromise and went to Lin Zaozao's side, pulling her up and said.

"Zaozao, let's go eat. After eating, you have important things to do. As for your family, I promise, you will see them."

"Gu Shan, do you know what I'm thinking?"

Lin Zaozao asked in shock.

"Zaozao, that dog from the future told me about what will happen in your life. So I know everything you are thinking."

"You're calling your future self a dog?"

Lin Zaozao pouted, looking somewhat incredulously at Gu Shan.

"He is him, I am me."

Gu Shan said coldly.

"Alright then! If you want to scold, then scold! After all... you're scolding yourself."

"I'm not him, and he's not me!"

Gu Shan corrected again.

"Alright alright, you're not him, he's not you. Anyway, you're the one being scolded, say whatever you want!"

Lin Zaozao quickly appeased with a smile.

"Go and eat, I'm going to eat too."

Gu Shan took one look at Lin Zaozao. The next moment, he disappeared from Lin Zaozao's sight like a ghost.

Seeing Gu Shan leave, Han Ye, who had been silent all this time, caught hold of Lin Zaozao's hand and softly asked,

"Zaozao, do you know what a 'Yan' is?"

"Didn't Gu Shan just tell us? It's born out of the calamity of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, isn't it?" Lin Zaozao replied nonchalantly.

"But Zaozao," Han Ye cautiously asked, "that 'Yan' also said that its existence would bring disaster to others. Aren't you scared?"

Facing Han Ye's careful inquiry, Lin Zaozao laughed carelessly.

"Han Ye, I don't mind. If Gu Shan is a 'Yan' that can bring disaster to others, then I am a high priest who can bless others.

If I can protect others, why can't I protect Gu Shan? Besides, Gu Shan has only been by my side and hasn't done anything evil.

If he really were an unforgivable villain, Senior Priest Mingyue wouldn't have let Gu Shan be my secret guard.

Alright, Han Ye, let's go eat! I'm starving."

"Listening to you, it seems I was overthinking. Zaozao, let's go eat now."

"Let's go!"

Lin Zaozao took the initiative to hold Han Ye's hand and followed him forward.

As Lin Zaozao followed Han Ye with her short strides, she curiously examined her surroundings.

Looking at the various colored runes painted on the surrounding palace walls, and the religious flags hanging on both sides of the walls. Even the tiles under her feet were carved with some runes she could understand.

Lin Zaozao swore that before she crossed over, she was a useless person who barely managed to survive. Let alone reading runes, she sometimes even struggled to understand mathematical symbols. 𝚏r𝗲ewe𝚋𝐧𝚘vel.𝚌𝚘m

But now, she could actually understand these complex sacrificial runes. Could this be a reward from that damn system!

Or perhaps, she had just used her blood to pray to the Moonlight Flower Tree, asking it to take her home. She didn't get home, but the Moonlight Flower Tree gave her a different reward - the ability to read these sacrificial runes.

Thinking about this, Lin Zaozao's eyes rolled upwards in annoyance.

What's the use of reading these runes? Who the hell wants to be a high priest, saving people from distress!

Ah!

It infuriated her, this useless system!

"Zaozao, we've arrived at the dining hall."

Han Ye, holding Lin Zaozao's hand, headed towards the palace door in front.

Hearing there was food, Lin Zaozao raised her head to gaze at the large vermilion door in front of her. Although she couldn't clearly see what was inside, just standing here and smelling the delicious aroma, Lin Zaozao was sure the food inside would be delicious.

This is a palace after all! From what she had seen in TV dramas, didn't the emperor and the empress eat a hundred dishes, a mix of delicacies from the mountains and the sea, and a balanced mix of meat and vegetables?

So, when she goes in later, will she also be served a hundred dishes just like in the TV dramas?

Thinking about this, Lin Zaozao felt her mouth watering.

Damn it, although the system was a jerk, she could now experience the delicacies of an ancient royal palace, thanks to it.

Full of anticipation, Lin Zaozao had just stepped in with Han Ye and Han Xibei into the cold night when a furious roar reached her ears.

Following it, were a tall and sturdy boy, and a large broom closely trailing behind him.

"Dashan, you dare to sneak a snack. Don't you know, these little treats were specially prepared by me for Little Priestess Mingzhu.

You little calf, you've eaten half of so many desserts, I won't let you get away with this."

"Ah, ah, ah! Uncle, I was wrong, I won't dare anymore."

When the boy called Dashan ran to Lin Zaozao and Han Ye, his expression faltered.

But when his gaze swept over Han Xibei, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Uncle, uncle, I didn't eat those treats alone. Han Xibei also snuck some.

Uncle, Han Xibei is right here. If you don't believe what I say, why don't you ask him now?"

Upon hearing Dashan's accusation, Han Xibei, who had been standing next to Han Ye, was so frightened that he immediately shrank behind Han Ye upon meeting the gaze of the middle-aged uncle with the pot shovel.