The reason why Li Qingyi led the two women in front of him to talk more was to get more useful information from them. Knowing that Lin wanted to open the altar again, she couldn't help but be curious about Lin's purpose.
Just as the woman in the blue green shirt was about to answer, Mrs. Lin walked in from the stone door.
The two people quickly saluted, "Princess."
Lin looked at Li Qingyi, "Sometimes, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."
"You have to make me understand."
Mrs. Lin walked up to her gracefully with her head held high, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "I won't talk nonsense to a person who is about to die. You don't have to waste any time trying to delay time. I'm not that idiot who likes to show off for the moment. "
Li Qingyi gritted his teeth secretly, this Lin is really impeccable as usual!
Immediately, Mrs. Lin ordered the two women, "Qing Luo, Zi Luo, go and bring the others over."
"Yes, princess."
"other people?"
Li Qingyi changed color a little.
Just now Qingluo said that their tribe had sacrificed ninety-nine and eighty-one lives.
Mrs. Lin seemed to know what she was thinking, and said: "The birth date of the human sacrifice required this time is particularly important. In order to find all the twelve people for the sacrifice, I wasted a lot of effort."
After hearing this, Li Qingyi couldn't help but wonder who these twelve people were.
The chanting around him continued, and Li Qingyi would feel dizzy as long as he concentrated on thinking. Those chants were mixed with thin and dense drum beats. Although the sound was not high, it made people feel that the blood was restless, and the heart seemed to be following. The beat of the drum beats, making you tired.
Even the surrounding iron chains were slightly shaken, and the mummies hanging on them also began to tremble. One by one, the shaking was getting bigger and bigger, making people's hair stand on end!
She didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to think carefully, and asked Lin, "Grandmaster Chongnan is also a member of the Yu tribe, what is her identity?"
Mentioning the female Imperial Preceptor of Chongnan, Lin's eyes flashed with displeasure. She looked at Li Qingyi and snorted coldly, "You will definitely die today, so there is no need to worry about it anymore. Just wait for the sacrifice to begin. What else can you do?" Take some pain."
Not only was Li Qingyi not angry when he heard this, but he sensitively captured Lin's emotions.
It seems that there is some disagreement or resentment between Lin and the Chongnan female Imperial Preceptor.
She continued to speculate: "I heard that there is a saint in the country of Zhao. She is so easy to be the national teacher. Could it be that she is a saint of your generation?"
Lin's certain displeasure turned into gloom, "The Thousand-Year Altar of the Xi Clan is related to the survival of the whole clan. For thousands of years, the sacrifices of living beings have kept the blood of the clan people alive. A hundred years ago, Ye Lanyue's great-grandmother destroyed the sacrifice, so that The misfortune caused by Xiao Qiang caused the Xi clan to suffer a catastrophe and fall apart! If it weren't for the decline of the clan and the lack of other suitable candidates, Ye Lanyue would not be able to be a saint at all."...
Li Qingyi was shocked when he heard this.
Regardless of whether the Xi clan split because of the ignorance of the leader or because the sacrifices were destroyed, Lin called the country the "晠 clan" and said that thousands of years of sacrifices had been made, which made her speechless for a moment.
It seems that the Xi people have been inherited for thousands of years, and even developed from an ancient tribe into a kingdom.
Since it is a tribe, it is not surprising to have such sacrifices.
She had also heard that many ancient tribes used human sacrifices.
"What's ridiculous is that Ye Lanyue actually made the same mistake as her great-grandmother! If I hadn't found out and made corrections in time, this plan to restore the country would have been wasted!"
"What kind of sacrifice is it that is so important? What mistake did Ye Lanyue and her great-grandmother make?"
Lin looked at the altar with a look of reverence on her face, "For thousands of years, the Xi people have placed their faith on this altar. The people believe that this altar can communicate with the gods. As long as human sacrifices are offered, the gods will protect the blood of the people. Immortal, the tribe is strong. However, although the tribe is getting stronger and stronger, there are more and more branches of the tribe, and there are also disputes between each other, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the altar. In the end, the branches can only reach an agreement , every hundred years of sacrifices, one person is recommended by the twelve branches
Named tribesmen as human sacrifices. "
While Li Qingyi listened to Mrs. Lin's story, she pinched her palms hard to resist the disturbing drum beats and lingering scents. She concentrated on talking to Mrs. Lin, trying to ignore those voices, "Recommendation? I'm afraid that the news came from the recommendation. People are not willing to do so, they are either abandoned and isolated, or they are useless to the tribe."
Lin's lips showed a sarcastic smile, "You are right. Just like today's aristocratic families, there will always be some people who will become victims. Those who are called family marriages are just another kind of human sacrifice. .”
Li Qingyi looked at Ms. Lin's expression, unable to describe the confusion in her heart. She said, "Such an agreement may create hidden dangers."
"You are right. Because of this agreement, there were fights within the branch. In order not to become candidates for the sacrifice, they began to plot against each other. Gradually, some people began to oppose the sacrifice. After many years of disputes, this building carries the faith and hope of the tribe. The altar eventually became a secret, and the gods could only accept the blood of the most useless, humble and humble people."
"It turns out that the original purpose of this underground palace was to hide this altar?" Li Qingyi suddenly understood. She looked at Lin's regretful expression and asked, "Don't you think it is too cruel and inhumane to sacrifice a living person? Is it too ridiculous and cruel?”
"Cruel?" Ms. Lin disagreed. "Dedicating your life to the gods is so sacred. You should feel honored."
Li Qingyi sarcastically said: "In that case, why don't you dedicate your noble blood to the gods?"
Ms. Lin held her head high, "Everyone has his or her own mission, and I am no exception."
Li Qingyi wanted to ask clearly, but the stone door was opened again.
Lin's long skirt dragged on the blood groove on the ground, forming waves. She looked at Li Qingyi condescendingly and said, "I've almost heard the story, but I said it, it's useless no matter how much you know. Nao Nao, I'll cut your tongue first."
Li Qingyi smiled, not afraid at all, "Since I am one of the human sacrifices, I should at least ensure the integrity of my body? Isn't it blasphemous to be missing arms and legs?"
Lin was noncommittal and turned to look in the direction of Shimen.
Li Qingyi suddenly felt nervous.
Mrs. Lin had previously said that she would use Li Miaoran's virginity to stop the bleeding to make up for her shortcomings. I wonder if her sister was really captured.
Qingluo Ziluo came in first, "Princess, we have been brought here."
Li Qingyi looked behind them and saw a row of people wearing plain clothes walking in.
When she saw the person in front of her, her eyes suddenly widened. It turned out to be...
