Chapter 1511

Chapter 1511

"What!"

I stood up from my seat: "Brother Biao, what did you just say!? Are you saying it again?"

Wang Chao said: "I heard it all. Brother Biao said that he had to sacrifice that Magenta."

Push people directly to the wall! The thunderbolt knocked down a table and chairs! I pinched Brother Biao's neck with both hands and said with red eyes: "Sacrifice! You killed the little fairy!"

Brother Biao slapped my arm hard.

Wang Chao was startled and ran to pull me away.

"Where is she! Brother Biao, tell me quickly! Where is she!"

Wang Chao said loudly: "Brother, calm down! Let go quickly! Brother Biao wants to say something but can't say it!"

I hurriedly let go of my hand.

Brother Biao covered his neck and coughed hard for a while. He turned pale and gasped: "Brother...Brother, before I finished speaking, I almost made you strangle to death! We are about to prepare to sacrifice her, so tonight!"

I gasped and asked, "What does sacrifice mean?"

Brother Biao made a motion of wiping his neck with a knife.

I was instantly excited and pushed Brother Biao to the wall again! He pinched his neck and yelled: "Damn it! Is there something wrong with your tribe? This is not the Shang Dynasty! Magmazhen is not a slave! Why do you sacrifice others! Is there any more royal law!"

Brother Biao was choked by me twice. He got angry, pushed me away and said angrily: "You think I am willing to do this! I can't make the decision!"

"What bullshit Imperial Master! After all, I have never integrated into them! I am just a passerby! I am just a passerby! What can I do!"

My face is extremely gloomy! He took out the gun from his waist and slammed it onto the table!

"Brother Biao, I will listen to your explanation first, and then I will take her away tonight."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

I load the gun! Without hesitation, he fired a shot to the top of his head.

"Bang!"

From the roof of the wooden house, a large number of pieces of wood fell down and fell on the table.

"That's what I mean!"

Seeing that I had a gun hidden on my body and that I would shoot without hesitation, Wang Chao's expression changed and he sat aside without daring to say anything.

"Okay! You want to know why, right? I'll tell you why!"

Brother Biao looked gloomy and asked me: "Who are the ancestors of the Sherpas?"

When I say Dangxiang people, I push them up to the ancient Qiang people.

"That's what you think! It doesn't matter what you say! It doesn't matter what I say! They all think they are descendants of the Snow Mountain people!"

"Back then! Their ancestors almost froze to death on the snow-capped mountains! Later, it was said that they survived by sacrificing a living person to the Black Mountain. This ritual was called the Black Mountain Sacrifice! It lasted in the Sherpa tribe until the early Qing Dynasty when it was abolished! In addition, there is a very ancient stone tablet in their tribe, and there is a record on it, which records that this Black Mountain Festival is called not!"

"Trouble him?"

"I'm not making fun of him! I'm just vomiting him! Oh shit, I can't pronounce it either! It's not the pronunciation of English! It's the pronunciation of an ancient language from their tribe!"

Brother Biao's words made me think deeply. I remember that in the history of Liao Dynasty, there seemed to be a kind of tribal Black Mountain Festival.

It is said that the living people were pulled into the mountains in carriages, then hung up with ropes and tied to trees, and dedicated to a mountain god called "Tang Gui". The original text in the Liao History is: "The secular dead are not allowed to make tombs, and they are driven by horses. I sent him off to the mountain and placed him on a tree, without obeying the rules, and offered it to the ghost."

The nature is a bit like the Luohua Cave Girl in Miao territory, who dedicated the little girl to the cave god.

It's all nonsense and useless.

When I came back to my senses, I said anxiously: "Then you sacrifice others! Why are you sacrificing my little fairy!"