Tomb Raiders: After living in seclusion for a hundred years, my little brother invited me out!

332 Blood Sacrifice

Zhang Yang sighed calmly:

"That's what it really means to be smashed to pieces."

"What does Mr. Zhang mean?"

Old Itchy asked curiously.

Zhang Yang continued to speak:

"This old guy fell from such a high place, all the bones in his body were broken, and his internal organs were not spared. It seems that he climbed very high, and he fell from a distance of tens of meters."

Hearing this, Wu Xie and Lao Xie looked at each other in blank dismay.

If it is really according to Zhang Yang's statement, isn't it that there are tens of meters high from the top, and it is not sure whether he can really climb to the top.

Besides, Uncle Tai didn't know whether he accidentally slipped and fell because of lack of energy, or was forced to fall due to other reasons.

Whether it is the former or the latter, this is a huge danger warning for the three of them.

"Mr. Zhang, let the corpse sit on it, and wait for the monkeys below to come up and eat his flesh and drink his blood?"

The old itchy subconsciously spoke.

Zhang Yang shook his head and said:

"He's already dead, don't worry about him for now."

Zhang Yang's attitude is very clear, just ignore such dead bodies, don't pay attention to so many.

Old Itch naturally understood Zhang Yang's meaning, nodded and said:
"That's right, we can't protect ourselves now, so how can we care about other insignificant people."

Suddenly, Wu Xie on the side pointed at the pattern of the bronze tree and exclaimed:

"Mr. Zhang, look quickly."

Both Zhang Yang and Lao You locked their eyes on the bronze tree, and their complexions changed slightly.

"My God, how did this happen?"

Old Itch was also surprised.

Zhang Yang looked at everything that happened in front of him indifferently.

I saw that the bright red blood flowed slowly along Uncle Tai's body to the branches of the bronze tree, and even flowed directly into the groove of the bronze tree along the branches.

The blood flow was so fast that it was already far away in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang had a bold guess in his heart, and said suddenly:

"I know what all these lines and grooves are for."

"what for?"

Both Wu Xie and Lao Xie looked over curiously.

Zhang Yang stretched out his finger and pointed to the grooves that were continuously dripping with blood, saying:

"If I didn't make a mistake in my estimation, the bronze tree is not the key, but what really works are these uneven grooves."

"The groove?"

Wu Xie and Lao You were even more puzzled, what effect could it have?
Zhang Yang smiled calmly and continued:

"Presumably this bronze tree is a prop used for sacrificial offerings, and these grooves are a kind of vessel used to hold sacrificial supplies.

In ancient times, people usually liked to sacrifice animals, and they were good at using the blood of animals to worship gods.

If the bronze pillar is the prop for the sacrifice, then these grooves are the channels for drainage.

Presumably, the upper priests used these grooves to keep the blood down the grooves to pay homage to something mysterious under the bronze tree. "

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Lao Xie and Wu Xie glanced at each other with disbelieving expressions on their faces.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this statement is also extremely reasonable.

The grooves looked weird, but the lines were clear. More importantly, Uncle Tai's blood really flowed down along the lines of these grooves.

And this bronze tree keeps going, if it is really sacrificed from above, how much blood will be needed to sacrifice it?
I'm afraid that the combined blood of the three of them is not enough.

Seeing that the two of them were not talking or making a sound, Zhang Yang directly took out the Big Dipper Knife, pried lightly around the groove, and pried off a brown bark-like thing.

Then subconsciously sniffed at his breath, and suddenly his face became a little ugly.

"Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

Wu Xie saw that something was wrong with Zhang Yang's complexion, and he became more and more frightened in his heart.

"What do you think this is?"

Zhang Yang raised the brown bark in his hand.

"Looks like old bark."

Wu Xie spoke.

The old itchy shook his head and said:
"I don't think it looks like tree bark, but it feels like some kind of sticky substance sticking together."

Zhang Yang shook his head and said:
"good."

The old itchy suddenly said happily:

"Mr. Zhang means, I guessed it right?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said:

"It's only half the guess."

"What do you mean?"

The old itchy became more and more curious.

"You look at the brown things, what do they look like?"

As he said that, Zhang Yang directly handed the things to the front.

Wu Xie hurriedly reached out to take it, feeling that the color was very dark, and it looked like the result of something thirsty.

Subconsciously, Wu Xie gently pinched it between his fingers and crushed it, feeling that this thing sounded familiar.

Suddenly Wu Xie opened his eyes wide, looked at Zhang Yang with an expression of disbelief and said:
"Mr. Zhang, don't you mean it's blood?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said:

"Yes, this is blood, and it's pure human blood."

"what?"

Both Wu Xie and Lao Xie were terrified, and Wu Xie quickly dropped the things in his hands, and wiped his hands vigorously.

I didn't expect this to be something of a dead person, so I felt unlucky anyway.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you think that in ancient times, someone deliberately built such a big bronze tree, just to kill people and let blood?"

The old itch still felt some incomprehensible feeling.

After all, to kill is to kill, and to sacrifice is to sacrifice. Why do you have to make it so complicated?
Isn't this taking off your pants and farting, which means it's troublesome?
Zhang Yang slightly raised his eyebrows and said:
"Why not?"

"what?"

The old itchy was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

"If my guess is not wrong, they should be using this bronze tree to perform a 'blood sacrifice'."

"Blood sacrifice? No way?"

At this moment, Wu Xie felt incredible.

Under normal circumstances, when encountering blood sacrifices, it is absolutely extremely cruel, and there are various ways to die.

In some cases, a cut was made directly on the wrist to allow the blood to flow out slowly, and when the blood solidified, another cut was made on the wound.

It will not stop until all the blood in the human body is drained.

Others just cut the throat with a knife, once and for all.

However, no matter what kind of death it is, it feels very cruel.

Since blood sacrifice is required, as long as it is fresh blood, animals can be used instead of humans.

Of course, with the development and progress of the civilized world, everyone has indeed done so.

Otherwise, once they meet with the priest, wouldn't they be killing people again.

(End of this chapter)