Ji Zangyu looked at the woman who was crying so much that she almost fainted, and then at Mrs. Dead Leaf who was waiting next to her.
"Why?" he asked.
"Prove your determination." Mrs. Dead Leaf replied, "I want to know that you will give everything for our goal, unlike the woman next to you."
She obviously wasn't referring to the pregnant woman. Ji Zangyu looked back at Yaleriga, looking a little happy for some reason. He thought about the words for a while and said in the Alliance language that was not neat: "Killing people can show determination?"
Mrs. Dead Leaf twisted her body flexibly and gently, first rising more than five meters, swaying among the countless smoke-stained and blood-stained hoists, and then suddenly folded, sticking her ghost face made of small dragon orchid to Ji Zang In front of jade face.
"It is a sacrifice," she said. "You choose some and abandon others. If we want to go to Paradise, some lives must go to the abyss. Her blood and that of her children will be consecrated to an atavistic spell. .And you, either participate in it, or become a tool for others to participate. Deleven is not interested in you, he only wants your blood."
The aconite who was named raised his head. There was a certain eagerness mixed with displeasure in his eyes.
"I must emphasize it to you again, Madam." He said in a dry tone, "His blood contains the essence of Sunfire, and the mirror in the well shows that he is a golden crow. This kid comes from the depths of the Moon Realm. We You have to be careful with him."
"That's just right for us. We really need people who know the Moon Realm to solve the problem of the atavistic curse. Isn't it, Deleven? His blood can also stabilize your mentally damaged materials. I think we can still cooperate. leeway, rather than simply draining him all at once.”
Aconite obviously prefers the latter. For some reason, his attitude towards Ji Zangyu had a subtle change. The old witch doctor was no longer as calm as before, nor did he spout any vicious words. He just tried every possible means to dissuade Mrs. Ku Ye. From his various performances, Yaleriga even smelled a strange hint of panic.
In the end, Mrs. Dry Leaf became impatient with his persuasion: "We can first see what the child has in mind, Deleven. There is still plenty of time for observation. Today is just the first step. If he can't prove himself, then he is It’s yours.”
Wutouweng's expression softened a little. Yaleriga knew what he was thinking, and that was what she was worried about. She had thought about the possibility of this "trial" as early as yesterday. If Ji Zangyu wants to go out, he must gain the trust of Mrs. Ku Ye, and any verbal excuse will be regarded as unreliable. They must require those who surrender to prove themselves with cruel means, which is why Yaleriga herself is still trapped here.
She knew that this was inevitable, but there was no way to escape this test, so she could only watch quietly. This was a situation she had never faced before, and she was not sure how she wanted Ji Zangyu to choose.
"Let me out first." Ji Zangyu said.
Mrs. Dry Leaf asked Sati to open the cell door. Because of the mysterious room-changing incident, the jailers seemed to believe that Ji Zangyu mastered some kind of secret magic, and therefore became particularly vigilant. Wu Touweng instead sneered, showing a kind of arrogance in his defense. His attitude does make sense: the cell is just a torture instrument that adds pain to the prisoners, and the jailers are more like the only accessories of these torture instruments. It is the Iron Skull Rainbow itself that can truly trap those mages, elves, and all those with supernatural powers.
——For the Moon Realm, death is another form of birth. Power over the land is given both to those who are born and to those who die. The former peak masters of Princess Mountain firmly believe in this concept. They used cursed iron to create the Iron Skull Rainbow that formed the Demon Realm, and then poured the souls of witchcraft into it. Every victim starting from Elites became a "resident" of Iron Skull Rainbow. They are no longer alive, but they cannot disappear or go to the lunar realm where they are destined to belong. The Iron Skull Rainbow has become their tomb, prison and kingdom. Since Yaleriga entered here, she has never seen any life that can stand up to these "hell spirits".
Ji Zangyu can't do it either, this has been confirmed before. No matter where he comes from, just like most behemoths in the moon realm, "land rights" have huge constraints on him, and that is the skill that the students of "Snail Eye" are good at.
The cell door was opened. Ji Zangyu walked out surrounded by jailers. He came to the pregnant woman, and Sati leisurely handed over a smooth and bright curved blade.
"You have to use this." He fiddled with the blade and said, "This sacrificial knife. It's light and convenient. Use it to lightly scratch the woman's belly, cut out the contents and then chop them into pieces, so that it will It's considered a sacrifice for the atavistic curse, do you understand? You have to be gentle with the knife, because this woman is about to give birth, and she might just squeeze out the little thing in her stomach when she gets nervous... Don't look at it like that Look at me, kid, do you understand or not?"
Ji Zangyu looked at him emotionlessly, as if she didn't understand what he said, but still stepped forward and took away the curved blade. Sati was somewhat wary of this, but in Yaleriga's opinion it was unnecessary. She could tell at a glance that the knife was short and thin. Although it looked scary and shiny, it was actually dull and brittle, and might deform if it was broken with force. It was not a weapon used to fight the enemy, but a typical ritual prop, specially used to torture the sacrifices and amplify their emotional power before death.
Such a knife would not pose any threat to the jailers, but it would be completely different to the pregnant woman. When Ji Zangyu walked up to her with the knife in his hand, she trembled and stopped moaning and sobbing. She curled up and tried her best to stay quiet, as if she expected to make the God of Death ignore her existence. Yaleriga in prison could not see her face clearly, and could only see her fat and clumsy figure. There were obvious abrasions on her wrists, her linen peasant skirt was dirty, and she had roughly mended it several times with withered yellow locks of hair.
She looks like an ordinary rural woman who unfortunately got caught up in the lunatic's show. Out of her tenacious survival instinct, she made every response she could think of. However, when Ji Zangyu, who was holding a knife, squatted down in front of her and held up her face with the handle of the knife, Yaleriga still listened. By the time she broke down crying and begging for mercy. She asked Ji Zangyu to let her go, and she was willing to pay some of her family's farm property and her only sheep. Her husband and parents would also work hard to raise enough ransom. When she heard this, Sati couldn't help laughing. .
"Hey, silly girl, what are you thinking about?" He said with a smile, "Where do you still have a husband and parents? Mr. Tan Mam is not interested in the fields. As for the sheep, last time he said he wanted to find two Only horns like mine are hanging in the cemetery!"
His words only made the pregnant woman pause, and then she continued to pray to Ji Zangyu over and over again. Perhaps she had been told these things countless times after being captured, so she would rather regard Sati's words as false threats. Yaleriga also hopes so, but she knows that the opposite may be true.
Ji Zangyu held the knife with her only right hand, and the handle of the knife pressed against the pregnant woman's chin. They looked at each other like this for a while, and Ji Zangyu asked, "Where are you from?"
"Please let me go." The woman still sobbed and said, "You can take it, and take everything else. My husband can work on the ship, and he is willing to pay a high price to redeem me..."
Unlike Sati, who speaks Adiya, she speaks a dialect very similar to the Alliance language, so Yaleriga can basically understand it. Ji Zangyu, who controls the life and death of this poor prisoner, seems to be the same. He repeated the old question several times, and finally pointed his index finger on the woman's forehead.
This was an action that no one else present could understand, but the desperate pregnant woman immediately fell silent. She became so silent that Yaleriga almost thought that Ji Zangyu had killed her in some way.
But after a few seconds, Ji Zangyu stood up from the ground, and the pregnant woman started to tremble. She held onto the main wall with her hands, trying to support her heavy body with her bleeding feet.
Ji Zangyu turned to look at Mrs. Kuye.
"I have one last question," he said.
Mrs. Ku Ye refused without mercy: "You can't use any other method of proof."
"I won't change." Ji Zangyu said, "You two are together, what's the grudge?"
Mrs. Kuye's hair began to sway slightly, as if she was recalling the name Ji Zangyu mentioned. But Ji Zangyu didn't seem to really intend to give an answer. He quickly turned back and continued to look at the pregnant woman.
"Want to live?" he said.
The pregnant woman looked at him a little dull, and finally nodded.
"Give birth to this fetus." Ji Zangyu said, "immediately."
He dropped the sacrificial knife in his hand and cast a cold glance at the jailers. Immediately afterwards, Yaleriga saw a scene that she had never expected: Ji Zangyu opened his sleeves, revealing his shining palms. He did not use this hand to hit any of the guarding guards, but slapped hard on the woman's tired belly.
