An empty house meant little to her. Zhan Changfeng had no intention of going in. He was just about to leave when he heard the sound of grass blades bending.
When he opened the crack in the window, he saw that the window on the opposite side of the room was pushed open, and a figure jumped into the lobby lightly, 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 silently passed by behind him, went in first, and stepped on 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 lightly, 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, and a roll of kraft paper was held on the table balance. 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 balance frame and opened it.
Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw a dozen names written on the brown 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 at a loss. 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 animal.
Apparently, it was not a normal sacrifice. Zhan Changfeng moved his fingers slightly and heard the sound of opening the door, the sound of fighting, and the ensuing yelling from the lobby outside.
The thin, dark old man with many gold rings on his ears stepped on the man under his feet, "Jian Su, you are so ungrateful that you dare to break into my house!"
The young man named Jian Su smashed the jar and sighed loudly, "You are the head of a clan, you pretend to be a public servant, you are shameless!"
"Hahaha, have you seen it? That's fine, I'll add your name in the worst case!" 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, dark 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 the phantom of a wild bull appeared on his body. He broke free with a collision 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, 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 took the blow arbitrarily.
It pierced his abdomen and knocked him out. He endured the pain and took advantage of the situation to overturn the iron pot and wooden stakes. The noise woke up the tribesmen, and individual figures leaned out of the window or walked out of the door.
There was a shrill scream in the stream, and the young man's hoarse and single voice was filled with grief and anger, and he hit the tribe hard, "Ao Yi, my father and mother 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's going on?"
"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, Ao Qian, Ao Yi, forced marriage... some words appeared frequently.
Someone shouted, "Those directly related to the warriors are exempted from sacrifices and do not have to give them 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 speech.
But after all, he was a bit young. He looked at the people gathered and said without anger, "I'm sorry, but it was the will of the mountain god to select them."
He turned his eyes 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 troubles of pirates. Even if your body dies, your soul will always be with the mountain god. Such an honor, Do you dare to refuse?"
Ao Yi said loudly to everyone, "Everyone, with the pirates on the side, we have no peace. We can only worship the mountain god and pray for protection. If this sacrifice lacks a sacrifice, 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. It was obvious that their own life and death were more important than those of their siblings.
The familiar faces and friendly figures, although they were expected, still made Jiansu feel extremely chilled. Now he only 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, with some crying, some running away, some struggling, and behind the dark trees that the light could not reach far, some crushed the trunks of their men.
Because of Jian Su's shout, Ao Yi could only capture the sacrifice in advance. Naturally, Zhan Changfeng did not have to return 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, blood, essence or spiritual energy. Judging from adding pure grains and grass to her vegetables, it is more likely to rob the soul, blood and vitality if the person is raised on a blood diet.
Zhan Changfeng became interested and wanted to find out. Several ejections were made and 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, the sound of fierce fighting 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 stick 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, walking fast and roaring continuously, "Those grandsons actually killed our people!". "If you dare to stir up trouble, kill them!". "Chase them.
You really think we are easy to bully!”…
Zhan Changfeng hid behind the stone monument and watched a group of people rushing toward the Bai tribe.
The girl's face is very similar to that of the young boy just now, and they are both smart people.
She didn't stay long and walked to 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.