After fusing with another self, Zhuang Hong's physical potential increased by about 3%, reaching 103%.
The fat-like flesh and blood power previously stored is slowly being converted back to strengthen the body.
It won't be long before his physical strength will be strengthened to its limit again.
After he swallowed the big bird, he took Xiaobai to fly to the sky again, and wandered around in this world. He flew to the coast without finding any trace of human civilization.
It flew along the coast for a long time, and then flew into the sea to another continent, but there was still no trace of humans.
So I regretfully stopped.
In this world, there is a high probability that human civilization has not yet developed.
He was not disappointed. After all, there were many such living worlds in the Longting Miscellaneous Domain, countless of them, but there were very few civilized worlds.
Finding a new one isn't easy either.
"A world without human civilization is actually pretty good, but it will seem a bit deserted if people stay there for a long time."
He took the dog-headed small plane to high altitude again, left this world, and once again explored the unknown airspace.
Time passed quietly, and half a month later.
In half a month, he found five living worlds one after another, but unfortunately, neither others nor me existed, and there was no human civilization.
On this day, he found another living world.
After quietly experiencing it at high altitude, I felt a little disappointed: "It seems that without him, I don't know if there would be human civilization..."
After a circle, choose a direction that looks more lively and fly away.
Not long after the flight, Zhuang Hong's eyes lit up and he saw a large river from a high altitude. On both sides of the river were large areas of farmland and fruit trees, and a large village was wrapped among the farmland.
"It's a human village. There is human civilization in this world."
Zhuang Hong was overjoyed. After circling in the sky, he lowered his height to check the situation in the village.
…
There was a huge stone platform beside the rushing and turbid river. The stone platform was full of people.
There were five flag bearers on each side holding a large yellow flag with a ferocious and mighty monster painted on it.
Two large drums were placed in front of the crowd, and the drumsticks fell in an orderly manner.
"Dong dong~dong dong~"
A middle-aged priest in a yellow-red dress took two steps with a drum and chanted loudly: "... blue mountains and yellow waters, famous rivers, gave birth to my Qiao Village, and protected it for hundreds of generations..."
Two women followed with food trays, circling around a young girl in rich clothes in the middle. Every time they turned to the side of the river bank, they threw the sacrifices in the food trays into the rolling river.
The girl in fine clothes in the middle was paralyzed on her side, her hands were locked by an iron chain and connected to a big rock. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free.
Her face was delicate, her cheeks were stained with tears, and her eyes were full of fear and despair.
She knew exactly what awaited her next.
But looking around, the villagers she was once familiar with, the people she once called uncles, brothers and sisters-in-law, now looked cold and pious.
Even her father and biological brother turned a blind eye to her pleas for help.
No one wants to save her.
Even though she screamed "help" and "let me go, I don't want to die" at the top of her lungs countless times, no one seemed to hear her.
Everyone wanted her to die and to serve the so-called River God, so as to ask the River God to bless her with good weather and good harvests every year.
At this moment, she gave up struggling and felt despair.
He kept mumbling: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Thank you to the River God, and you will be blessed in all directions; the River God will protect you, and all people will be healthy; worship before you, and your heart will be in panic; worship before you, and your sincerity is supreme."
As soon as the middle-aged priest finished speaking and made a gesture of worship, four shirtless men immediately came forward, grabbed the girl's arms and the stone respectively, and threw them into the river.
"stop!"
At this time, there was a sudden shout from the crowd, attracting everyone's attention.
I saw a strong young man rushing out with a sharp blade in his hand. He rushed forward and slashed and waved, forcing the four big men back and protecting the girl behind him.
"Qiao Darong, what do you want to do? Come back quickly!"
Everyone was in an uproar and immediately scolded the young man not to disrupt the river god sacrificial ceremony.
When the girl saw the young man standing in front of her, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her eyes. She choked and said: "Brother Rong, save me..."
"Alan, don't worry. Even if I die, I will save you and take you away from this horrible place!"
Qiao Darong clenched his teeth and his eyes were blood red. He turned around and slashed at the iron chain that locked the girl.
But it just made a crisp sound, but it couldn't cut the iron chain.
Qiao Darong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
At this time, the middle-aged priest slowly stepped forward with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Qiao Darong, now that the sacrifice has been completed, if you don't drop the sacrifice, the river god will definitely be angry and cause a flood to swallow everyone up. What will happen then?" Can you afford it? Since you want to destroy the festival, we can only throw you away together."
After saying that, the middle-aged priest stretched out his right hand and pondered for a moment. A flash of blue flashed on his palm, and then a water column burst out from his hand, knocking Qiao Darong's weapon away and hitting him on the chest again. He fell to the ground.
Four strong men around him immediately stepped forward and held Qiao Darong down.
Qiao Darong's relatives looked embarrassed and stepped forward to plead for mercy.
The middle-aged priest retracted his hand and snorted coldly: "Qiao Darong dared to interrupt the most critical link of the sacrifice at a critical moment. If he is not sacrificed to the River God together, how can we appease the River God's anger? If you want to obstruct it, then I can only throw you together as a sacrifice to the river god. Someone, get a chain and lock him together!"
A flash of fear flashed in everyone's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant and became indifferent, watching this scene quietly.
When Qiao Darong was locked up, the hope in the eyes of the girl Alan slowly extinguished, and her heart became despairing again.
Qiao Darong comforted him: "Don't be afraid Alan, I will be with you even if you die, and we will have a companion after death."
"Thank you, Brother Rong."
The middle-aged priest waved his hand, the drums started beating again, and the four strong men were about to throw the two men and stones into the river.
At this time, a slightly confused voice sounded from behind the crowd.
"Are you going to perform a human sacrifice? I didn't expect that you are still using a low-level 'reign of terror' to manage the people. You are backward and cruel..."
The sound was not loud, but miraculously it penetrated the noisy sound and reached everyone's ears, making everyone turn their heads subconsciously.
I saw a young man wearing clean and strange clothes walking slowly, with a snow-white puppy following behind him.
This young man is tall and tall, wearing a strange short-sleeved clothes with a square box on his back. He has short sleeves and short hair and is very energetic. His face is fair and handsome, and he looks extraordinary.
When everyone saw this, their hearts tightened, and they stepped aside one after another, with expressions of surprise and suspicion on their faces.
The person coming was none other than Zhuang Hong.
It would be fine if he had not encountered this matter of human sacrifice. Since he had encountered it, he would have to take care of it.
With his current strength, there is nothing to worry about.
If the villagers block it, then throw the person who blocks it into the river and let him experience the feeling of soaking in the water. If there is an official blockage, then throw the county magistrate into the river. If the army blocks it, then throw the general into the river... …
By analogy, if the emperor blocks it, then throwing the emperor and the Manchu officials into the river together will always solve the problem.
When the middle-aged priest saw someone coming out to stop him again, his face darkened and he signaled the four of them to ignore Zhuang Hong and take action immediately.
The four big men understood, shouted in unison, and threw Qiao Darong and Alan into the river.
Qiao Darong gritted his teeth and said nothing, but Alan was so frightened that he screamed loudly.
Zhuang Hong curled his lips and stretched out his hand.
Two filaments shot out from the hand, and when they were pulled back, the two of them were pulled back to the boulder platform.
Everyone changed their colors and subconsciously stepped back.
The middle-aged priest looked extremely ugly. He took two steps back and stared at Zhuang Hong warily: "Who are you? How dare you come to Qiaozhuang to cause trouble? What are your intentions?"
Zhuang Hong didn't answer and asked instead: "What was the water column you just shot?"
"You don't know?" He frowned and observed the fine threads on Zhuang Hong's hands.
Then he sneered and said: "It turns out he's just a guy who knows some tricks. I thought he was some powerful person! Since you dare to come to my Qiao Village to cause trouble, let's sacrifice it to the River God together!"
(End of chapter)
