Fang Jun was stunned by the scene in front of him. He had never seen such a battle before.

A blazing torch not far away surrounded an open space. A dozen strong men stood beside the torch, holding spears and other cold weapons in their hands. All of them were naked and had their faces covered.

Various lines and patterns were drawn with oil paint, and his eyes were looking straight at the only target in the center of the clearing.

In the middle of the open space, a high platform was built that was about three or four meters high. There was a layer of wood piled underground to support the upper platform and the cross-tied gallows. The gallows was also wrapped with ropes, and the wood was obviously not

After using it once, you could clearly see in the firelight that the color of the wood was almost rotten, and there were still faint traces of blood on it.

The fire was swaying in the air, and standing directly opposite him, a crowd of about a hundred people were all watching in silence at this quiet open space that seemed to be about to cause trouble.

Those villagers looked strange yet familiar. There were a few faces that Fang Jun felt he had seen before. Although he couldn't name them, Fang Jun was sure that those faces were from Liujia Village.[

As expected, this is really the gathering place of Liujia Village. However, what exactly are they doing here?

"This is a good show." Shen Ru sneered. Although her eyes did not move away from the firelight, her sensitive nerves and vigilant perception still allowed her to discern whether there was a mobile attack behind her.

"What is this for?"

"Have you carefully read the book I gave you?" Shen Ru was obviously not satisfied with Fang Jun's question, and her contemptuous eyes once again drifted to Fang Jun's face, "It's a good thing that I worked so hard to give it to you."

Looking for so much information.”

Fang Jun looked helpless, "You just gave me a few nights. I'm not a fairy who can read ten lines. That book is almost as thick as the "Cambridge History of China" in Su Yawen's cabinet. How can you blame me for reading..."

"Come on, excuse," Shen Ru interrupted rudely, turning his gaze back to the gap in the grass again, staring intently at everything that was about to happen in the open space, and whispered softly, "This is a sacrifice to the snake god.

Activity."

"I see, I still have some impressions. I remember it in the book..."

"Come on, just shut up and watch." Shen Ru didn't wait for Fang Jun to finish his sentence without giving any face, which made Fang Jun a little embarrassed. He followed Shen Ru's eyes and looked at everything happening outside the grass.

Shen Ru looked at it carefully and kept explaining, "The sacrifice of the snake god is a ritual often held by the snake people to provide sacrifices to the snake king. Each snake people group has its own snake king. The snake king said it

He is the leader of the snake tribe and the ancestor of the snake people. However, the snake king usually has a long lifespan and may be replaced several times. After all, snakes are just beasts no matter how long they live."

Fang Jun didn't say a word and just nodded. Although he was shot mercilessly by Shen Ru, Fang Jun did have some familiarity with such a sacrifice.

But I didn't read about this burning gallows in a book, surrounded by several strong men. I seemed to have heard about it from some people's mouths, but now I was too busy and I suddenly thought about it, but naturally I couldn't think of it.

"I think……"
Chapter completed!