There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Chapter 414 Sacrificial Ceremony

It was already clear at a glance what these villagers were going to do.

Han Shu's expression changed from astonishment to disbelief, and then from disbelief to anger.

The sacrificial sacrifices that these people talk about are actually sacrifices with living people!That cross was obviously only used when burning prisoners at the stake.

"Killing people pays for their lives, and they actually do this kind of thing in a place where the government can't reach!" Hanshu's angry voice came from the void, because he had covered himself up, so his voice was only Ji He could hear it.

Ji He was still pretending to be the driver, unable to speak, but secretly grasped his hand hidden under the tent.

These villagers turned a blind eye to this kind of thing, as if they were used to it, Han Shu stood in the crowd and glanced around, and found that there were still children a few years old. Just when he was shocked and angry, a person without a cloak slowly Walking out from the crowd, he was a tall middle-aged man, but his hair was all white, his long beard hung down to his chest, and he carried a stick of dust in his arms.

If you don't look at the surrounding environment, this person is really a bit of a fairy.

But putting this person in this gloomy, cold and indifferent village, the fairy style has also become a crooked way.

The man walked to the side of the iron cross, changed the side of the floating dust, and said in a deep voice: "This month's sacrifice has been selected, it is the eldest daughter of the Luo family, offer her blood, Lord evil god will bless our village, come here , Bring up the sacrificial saint.”

As soon as the white-haired Taoist finished speaking, four big men with their upper body naked lifted up a tightly bound girl. The girl's mouth was also blocked by white gauze, and tears of despair flowed from her beautiful and lively eyes.

The big man fixed her on an iron cross, buried her lower body with firewood, and then got some burning oil.

The Taoist stood under the cross and looked at the villagers in front of him expressionlessly: "You don't have to pity her. This is her fate. Ten days ago, she went to the evil god's temple and offended the evil god. That's why the evil god chose her. If you are obedient and obedient, the evil god will not only not take your blood, but will even give you glory, wealth, health and longevity, which is the longevity that only gods can have! If it were not for the evil god, how could you have it! We should thank the evil god! Thank you! Master Xie Wang!"

"Thank you Lord Xie Wang!"

"Thank you Lord Xie Wang!"

The Taoist’s words were very provocative, and after a few chats, he insisted that a murder and arson was a sacrifice, but the people around him didn’t even think it was wrong at all, they shouted along with the Taoist, their eyes numb under the black cloak Empty, but deep in the eyes revealed a fanatical desire for longevity.

These people have gone completely insane.

Han Shu frowned and observed these people, and suddenly found a pair of men and women who were not quite the same. Although they knelt down and shouted together with the others, but there was a little sadness in their eyes. She looks very similar to the girl who is about to be burned.

Han Shu counted and found out that this couple is the girl's parents.

The biological parents actually watched their daughter being burned.

Han Shu gave Ji He a wink, Ji He immediately understood, took advantage of the time when others were not paying attention, moved closer to the couple, and said in a low voice: "That's your daughter, you don't care about her life like this ?"

When Ji He spoke, he used a little magic power to ensure that only the couple could hear what he said, and no one else could hear it.

Han Shu originally thought that the girl's parents would feel sorry for her daughter, but after Ji He asked this question, the first thing that appeared in the eyes of the couple was not reluctance for their daughter, but panic, and they almost said in unison: "Don't talk nonsense, it is her honor to sacrifice to the evil god!"

This is ridiculous.

Ji He frowned, and his tone became more severe: "She is clearly going to be burned to death. As her parents, you don't even care about her life or death. Of course this evil god is so powerful? Can you use your own power to kill her?" Take the life of your own daughter in exchange for longevity?"

However, Ji He's strictness did not change their conscience. The parents were so frightened that they knelt down on the spot, kowtowed vigorously at the cross, and muttered: "Don't blame the evil gods, don't blame the evil gods."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji He's heart was full of absurdity.

Hanshu didn't expect that the Evil King Sect had only appeared for a few days, and it had already planted such a deep seed in the hearts of these people—no, maybe the Evil King Sect had already appeared, but they didn't know it.

If it wasn't for the appearance of the Jade Emperor, the Xie Wang Sect began to attract the congregation with great fanfare, and Mei Changying noticed it, if it was only in such a remote and closed village...

Perhaps on the land of the world, there have already been countless such evil king sects, and countless young girls have been sacrificed to the evil gods.

Thinking of this, Hanshu's face turned pale.

The Taoist priest on the stage said something about the evil god again. Listening carefully, they were bragging about the omnipotence of the evil god and that the evil god could bless the villagers. After the villagers knelt down and worshiped three times, the Taoist priest finally asked to burn the girl to death.

How could Hanshu watch a fresh life being burned to death? He used illusion to save the girl, and then faked the grand occasion of the flames burning.

Everyone else thought that the girl was really burned to death, so they knelt on the ground and worshiped again.

Taking advantage of their worship, Hanshu took the girl and left the village. Immediately afterwards, Ji He also looked for a chance to escape.

Half an hour later, the two gathered on the hill next to the village.

The girl had passed out when she was tied to the iron cross, and when Hanshu rescued her, she found that she was covered in scars, hadn't eaten for several days, and was extremely fragile.

Even if there was no fire and she was kept locked in an unknown place, the girl would die soon.

Hanshu transferred his fairy energy to the girl, and the girl's complexion finally improved slightly. When Ji He arrived, the girl let out a groan, and finally opened her eyes.

She didn't seem to understand why she appeared on the mountain, but she asked stupidly, "I... am I in the underworld?"

It seems that Gui Ji's propaganda has been well done, Hanshu showed a helpless and distressed expression: "No, you are not dead yet."

The young girl's eyes fell on Hanshu, and her eyes flashed with astonishment, and after a while, she asked anxiously: "You, are you a god?"

Hearing this, Hanshu felt a pain in his heart.

In the past, gods were the protectors of the human world. People would pray to gods and worship Buddha when they had problems that could not be solved. Although the gods in Tiangong could not help people solve everything, at least for people, gods stood in a shelter. position of the recipient.