An empty house meant little to her. Zhan Changfeng had no intention of going in. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of blades of grass bending.
After opening the crack in the window, I saw that the window on the opposite side of the room had been pushed open, and a figure lightly jumped into the lobby, and then walked towards the master bedroom in a familiar way.
When this person touched the door of the master bedroom, Zhan Changfeng also climbed into the lobby. While he was opening the door, he passed silently from behind him, went in first, and stepped up to the beam.
The beam had not been cleaned for a long time, and it was covered with dust when she touched it. Fortunately, she moved very gently, otherwise the dust would have fallen.
The master bedroom is half filled with dark colors and half filled with dark orange candlelight.
Two bean-sized candles were placed in front of the desk in the east. A roll of kraft paper was held on the balance frame of the table. Behind it was a double-winged snake statue as tall as one person. The dragon's head looked extremely ferocious and ominous against the obscure candlelight.
Zhan Changfeng's eyebrows twitched, and he had an intuition that there was something wrong with this snake statue.
Another thief was already kneeling in front of the case, muttering something in his mouth, bowed three times, then stood up and approached the case cautiously.
Under the candlelight, his childish face was reflected. He gritted his teeth and took off the brown paper from the scale and opened it.
Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw a dozen names written on the kraft paper. What was interesting was that she actually saw her own name, Feng Zhan.
He seemed to have been hit by something, trembling, angry and helpless. He hurriedly rerolled the brown paper, put it on the balance frame, and left the same way.
It turns out that it is a human sacrifice.
Apparently, it was not a normal sacrifice. Zhan Changfeng moved his fingers slightly and heard the sound of fighting coming from the lobby outside, followed by the sound of the door opening and the subsequent yelling.
The thin black old man with many gold rings on his ears stepped on the man under his feet, "Jian Su, you are so ignorant, how dare you break into my house!"
The young man named Jian Su smashed the jar and sighed loudly, "You are the head of the clan, you are pretending to be a public servant, you are shameless!"
"Hahaha, have you seen it? It's okay, I'll add your name at worst!" The thin black old man twisted Jian Su's hands and pulled out a piece of rope, "It turns out that because of your talent, I want to spare you. One life, I can’t blame you, it’s your brother and sister’s honor to sacrifice for the tribe!”
Jian Su's eyes were red, "Bullshit tribe, the mountain god will never let you go!"
The thin black old man laughed even crazier and joked, "As long as there are enough people, the mountain god will be on my side."
Jian Su's heart skipped a beat, he took a step forward, dropped his waist, and a phantom of a bull appeared on his body. He broke free from the skinny black old man and rolled out of the door.
The thin black old man had sharp eyes, "That barbarian really saved you a hand!" He sneered, and the piece of rope in his hand suddenly cut through the air like a sharp sword and stabbed Jiansu.
One is the foundation builder, one is the innate, one is the clan leader, and one is a young commoner.
The huge gap between cultivation and status made Jiansu realize that he had no way to escape. With a fixed look in his eyes, he just took the blow.
It pierced his abdomen and knocked him out. He endured the pain and brought down the iron pot and wooden stake. The noise woke up the tribesmen, and some figures leaned out of the window or walked out of the door.
Jiansu let out a shrill scream, and the young man's hoarse and single voice was filled with grief and anger, and he hit the tribe hard, "Ao Yi, my parents are tribe warriors and sacrificed their lives for the safety of the tribe. Why do you have to suffer so much?" Force each other to humiliate my siblings!"
"what happened?"
"Oh, it must be because of Lin Han."
"That's not enough. Didn't Ao Gan give up?"
The thin black old man snorted angrily, but before he could say anything, Jian Su interrupted him and said with a wry smile, "My sister just rejected your grandson. I didn't expect you to hold a grudge and want to sacrifice my sister and brother!"
The discussion was loud and the words Ao Qian and Ao Yi were forced to marry were frequently mentioned.
Someone shouted, "Those who are directly related to the warriors are exempted from sacrifices and do not need to be given to the mountain gods. This is the rule!"
Ao Yi's dark face was etched with deep wrinkles, but he couldn't tell that Jian Su was guiding his words.
But after all, he was a bit young. He looked at the people gathered and said without anger, "I'm sorry, but it is the will of the mountain god to select them."
He turned his gaze to Jiansu again and said solemnly, "The mountain god gave us the strength to save us from the pain of being separated and to protect us from the pirates. Even if your bodies die, your souls will always be with the mountain god. Such an honor, Do you dare to refuse?"
Ao Yi said loudly to everyone, "Everyone, the pirates are on the side. We have no peace. We can only worship the mountain god and pray for protection. If there is no sacrifice this time, can you bear the wrath of the mountain god!"
"Have you forgotten the bloodshed ten years ago!"
Ten years ago, the sacrifices escaped, and more than half of the tribe was killed or injured by pirates.
That scene was like a nightmare to the living people. As expected, everyone stopped talking. Obviously, their own life and death were more important than their siblings.
The familiar faces and friendly figures were all expected, but they still made Jiansu feel extremely chilled. He just hoped that his sister could notice the movement here and escape from the place of right and wrong quickly.
Suddenly, he saw several people heading west. Those people were Ao Yi's minions.
He must have gone to catch his sister.
Jian Su panicked, and a string of names came out loudly from his mouth. Facing the astonished tribesmen and the gnashing teeth of the tribe leader, he smiled happily, "Yes, this is this year's sacrifice. Congratulations to you, just like me. !”
The scene immediately became commotion. Some people cried, some ran away, some struggled, and behind the dark trees that the light could not reach far, some people crushed the trunks of their men.
Because of Jian Su's shout, Ao Yi could only capture the sacrifice in advance. Naturally, Zhan Changfeng didn't have to go back to the wooden house on the coast. Uncle Zhang was probably leading people to hunt her down.
The patriarch Ao Yi was not the one who blessed the power, so she decided to look for the altar to see if there were any clues on the altar, and also to find out what was attracting her.
Sacrifice of human animals is nothing more than to rob the soul of blood, essence, or regenerate spiritual energy. Judging from the addition of pure grain grass to her vegetables, it is more likely to rob the soul of blood and vitality if the person is raised on a blood diet.
Zhan Changfeng became interested and wanted to find out. Several ejections disappeared into the dense forest.
The confrontation between the black and white tribes is very obvious, just like this altar, which is right on the boundary line between the two tribes. Zhan Changfeng glanced at the stone tablet engraved with the word "forbidden land" and stepped in with one step.
Suddenly a fierce fighting sound came from the side, which was the territory of the black tribe.
The smell of blood was getting closer and closer. She raised her eyes slightly and watched the branches and leaves rubbing together became more intense. The bloody girl came out of the dark shadow blocked by the trees. The half-foot-long moonlight reflected her cold and delicate face, and the duckweed in her hand. Dark liquid stains.
Like a night elf.
Meeting a stranger she had never seen before in such a strange place did not seem to frighten her. She just glanced at him and quickly disappeared into the night.
The black tribe on the other side of the border line was a mess of figures, with rapid steps and constant roars, "Those grandsons actually killed our people!" "If you dare to stir up trouble, destroy them!" "Chase them, do you really think so? We are easy to bully!”
Zhan Changfeng hid behind the stone tablet and watched a group of people rushing towards the Bai tribe.
The girl's face was very similar to that of the boy just now, and they were both smart people.
She didn't linger long and walked towards the forbidden area.
A stone path was opened in the forbidden area. On both sides of the entrance were two winged snake statues. Their blood-red gem eyes looked even more eerie in the moonlight.
Seeing this snake statue for the second time, Zhan Changfeng finally confirmed that it was the ancient soaring snake recorded in Qi Zhi, but the stone statue was more ferocious than the portrait.
Dragon head, snake body, no feet, good at flying in the clouds and mist.
Teng Snake is a famous general of the Monster Clan, known as the master of deceit.
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