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Qin Wu didn't know why he helped Zhao Yutang come to the palace, and he didn't think about it, thinking it was because he was still under the influence of that false god.

The Qin people wanted to create an obedient god, so they crushed the bones of the old god statue, recast it, and built a new god. This new god was endowed with extremely human qualities. Compassion, which also means that he is weak, vulnerable, and controlling.

It took Qin Wu a lot of effort to regain control, but because his strength had not fully recovered, some of the new god's characteristics were still affecting him. Zhao Yutang had obviously seen the new god wearing a kind mask.

When Zhao Yutang asked him to do another favor, Qin Wu laughed silently in her heart. She probably thought that she was still that talkative false god.

Unfortunately he is not.

Zhao Yutang walked over and gently grabbed Qin Wu's cuffs. She was young and thin, wrapped in a large white robe in a small ball, and she was not aggressive, especially when she deliberately raised her head and used her black Childish eyes stared at him.

She shook Qin Wu's sleeve twice, and said in a low voice, revealing a kind of intimacy and tenderness, "God Shi, please help me."

There was no expression on Qin Wu's face, but a sense of bewilderment and confusion emerged from his heart.

It was the first time he saw Zhao Yutang showing such an appearance, it was not the harmless one pretended to be, but something softer, which touched his heart even more.

Was this her face before that false god?
With him, he obviously only asks questions, and calmly asks her for the information she wants.

Qin Wu couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. While he felt that the girl's inner and outer faces were annoying, he wanted to see that kind of intimacy on her face again.

The false gods must still be influencing him.

Qin Wu frowned, resisting this uncontrollable strange feeling very much, but for some reason, he actually raised his chin, and said with an inexplicable frustration in his tone, "How can I help?"

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Coming out of the palace, the folk streets were brightly lit, and everyone was still shopping in groups of twos and laughing. Zhao Yutang managed to get in touch with strangers when he came out, so he deliberately walked slowly.

Qin Wu followed slowly, with a cold expression, angry with himself.

Sooner or later, he'll have to clean up what that false god left behind.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yutang's soft tone and expression when he begged him for help lingered in his mind.

There are many vendors on the side of the road shouting for business. A child is holding his mother's hand and clamoring to buy a handmade toy from a vendor.

The young woman squatted up to coax the child, "We don't want this, okay? Mother will make you one when I go back. I promise it will be better than this one."

The child was unwilling, and still refused to leave, so the mother grabbed his little hand, imitating his usual coquettish appearance, "Be good, baby, listen to mother, okay?"

The child had no choice but to agree.

Qin Wu suddenly realized that Zhao Yutang had clearly just coaxed him with such a tone of coaxing a child!

Really cunning.

He subconsciously went to look for Zhao Yutang, and found her standing in front of a small stall, picking and choosing, and looking at her with a hairpin.

Qin Wu whispered in her ear, "You were lying to me just now."

Zhao Yutang raised his eyebrows, "What did I lie to you?"

Qin Wu moved his lips, his eyes flickered with a little bewilderment.

He also couldn't tell what Zhao Yutang had lied to him, but subconsciously felt unhappy, feeling that he had been cheated.

After realizing that he couldn't tell the specific reason, Qin Wu's eyes darkened, his brows were also furrowed, and the boss looked unhappy.

The vendor sent away a girl who was buying a hairpin, and turned around to talk to Zhao Yutang, "Young lady is suitable for this hairpin, why don't you try it on."

As he spoke, he handed over a palm-sized bronze mirror, and Zhao Yutang put it on his head for a try.

Qin Wu glanced over, thinking that Zhao Yutang wanted to buy it, but she put down the hairpin instead.

"You don't buy it?"

Zhao Yutang turned to look at him, and covered the lower half of his face with the mirror, so as not to be regarded as crazy when talking in front of the mirror.

"I have no money."

Qin Wu: "..."

Although he is a god who doesn't like to meddle in human affairs, he also visited the world hundreds of years ago out of curiosity, so it's not that he doesn't have the common sense to pay for things.

He slightly pursed his lower lip, staring at Zhao Yutang, waiting for her to ask him to help buy this hairpin in that coaxing tone.

She seems to be a person who is very good at using her own advantages to achieve her goals, Qin Wu does not doubt this.

But Zhao Yutang didn't. She didn't seem to notice the expectation hidden in Qin Wu's eyes. After saying that she had no money, she turned around and left, without any nostalgia for the hairpin she had been playing with for a long time.

Qin Wu was stunned for a long while, unable to understand her thoughts at all.

He was a little angry, a little frustrated, and a little dazed. After thinking and thinking, she came to the answer. She must have found that she was not that hypocritical and kind new god, so she had no hope for him and would not treat him like a new god. he.

She is a very smart girl, Qin Wu already knew it.

Quietly returning to the edge of the hot spring, Zhao Yutang took off his coat and submerged in the water, while Qin Wu sat beside him without saying a word, seemingly in a daze.

Zhao Yutang slowly swam to his side, "Are you unhappy?"

Qin Wu lowered his eyes, and his sitting posture was like a statue in a shrine, alienated and indifferent, not understanding human nature.

Zhao Yutang blinked, and the water droplets slid down her slender eyelashes, making ripples on the surface of the water.

"Is Shishen blaming me for running back to the palace?"

Qin Wu moved her eyelashes, raised her eyes to look at her, and saw a vague shadow in her dark and bright eyes, it was him.

After all, he is a god, and Zhao Yutang felt as if his soul had been seen through just such a light glance, which made her uncomfortable and insecure.

Qin Wu seemed to have noticed it, but he still stared at her impartially, his tone was calm and unwavering, but very determined.

"You want to know from the queen how to suppress my power."

She kept asking questions, and kept digging information from the queen, as if she really wanted to know what the national teacher was doing in his darkroom, and he knew all too well that the altar in the darkroom was used to suppress him.

Zhao Yutang raised her hand suddenly, her sleeves were wet and wrapped around her slender arms, she lightly touched Qin Wu's fingertips which were tucked into her sleeves with her fingers, and raised her eyes to meet him.

She said softly, "I want to know how to untie the shackles on you, Shishen."

Qin Wu was very sensitive and suspicious, and Zhao Yutang never expected to completely hide it from him from the beginning, but by coincidence, she was proficient in coaxing him.

Qin Wu stared into her eyes, she did not dodge or dodge, her eyes were clear.

She was telling the truth, Qin Wu thought.

But why?
She was an ordinary woman, and she was about to disappear into this world forever as his sacrifice. She clearly couldn't take care of herself, so why did she try to help him?

Thinking of this, Qin Wu asked, "Why?"

The hand that touched his fingertips moved and gently covered his fingertips, so through a layer of cold water droplets, he felt the warmth of the girl's hand.

Zhao Yutang bent her eyes, and suddenly leaned out of the water. She raised her face, and her slender and fragile neck was unreservedly exposed to Qin Wu's eyes. They were very close, very close for an instant.

She didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with such a short distance, even her breathing rate didn't change, she just smiled and said softly, "Because I am the wife of Uji God."

Qin Wu was confused for a moment because of this sentence, and unconsciously began to guess the meaning of her sentence.

She said she was his wife, because she was chosen as a human sacrifice for the wedding ceremony, or because...

The long eyelashes trembled twice, and Qin Wu quickly dispelled that ridiculous thought.

It is because of the wedding ceremony.

She thought she was chosen to be his wife, so she wanted to help him, maybe the reason was that simple.

It's just that the God in her eyes is the gentle and easy-to-talk false god, or him?
Qin Wu didn't speak for a long time, his figure gradually became blurred, and the hand held by Zhao Yutang also disappeared.

At this time, there were footsteps outside, it was a woman in black robe.

"It's time, put on your clothes and come out."

Zhao Yutang put on a white and loose robe again, and her face was also covered with a thick layer of white powder. The woman in the black robe didn't let her go back to the temple directly, but took her to see the national teacher.

The national teacher has been investigating the destruction of the altar for the past few days, but he has been unable to find any suspicious persons, so he can't help but suspect the god Shi who is supposed to be still sleeping.

Besides, he couldn't think of anyone who could escape the guards and destroy the altar.

"The princess has donated blood for five days. Do you feel any strange these days?"

Zhao Yutang shook his head, "No."

The national teacher stared closely at her eyes and confirmed again and again, "Really?"

Zhao Yutang pretended to be puzzled, "What does Master Guoshi mean? How should I feel?"

The national teacher pondered for a while, "Princess, as a descendant of the Qin family, has something in her blood that can awaken the god of the clan. You have already undergone five days of blood collection, and you may be able to sense the existence of the god of the clan."

The method of using blood as an introduction to communicate with the gods has been used in previous sacrifices, but this method is only effective sometimes.

The national teacher guessed that if Zhao Yutang could sense the god of the clan, he might be able to know whether the god of the clan had awakened. If the god of the clan had awakened, they must take measures as soon as possible to prevent the power of the god of the clan from developing to a level that they were completely uncontrollable.

The emperor of Daqin never wanted to be treated like an ant, and he could only rely on prayers day and night to get the blessings of the gods. He, the national teacher, did not want to be just a humble servant in front of the gods.

Zhao Yutang showed doubts on his face, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of the national teacher.

"No, I haven't seen Jishen, and I can't sense his existence."

The national teacher was just asking casually. In fact, he didn't believe that a sacrifice could get a response from the god, but just in case, he decided to take action in advance.

"The princess comes with me."

The national teacher took Zhao Yutang to another dark room. This dark room was larger and more tightly guarded. Not only were there layers of guards around the perimeter, but also multiple formations were set up. Zhao Yutang felt uncomfortable just getting close.

"Follow."

Zhao Yutang endured the discomfort and followed the national teacher into the dark room. There was an unpleasant smell of blood, old and new, which showed that the dark room had been used for many years.

The further you walked in, the darker the light became. Zhao Yutang counted the time silently, and the national teacher stopped after walking for nearly 5 minutes.

At this time, in front of them was a larger and more complex altar, with three stone pillars in the center, engraved with beast patterns and wrapped with layers of chains.

The national teacher lit three incense sticks and began to practice on the altar. In the middle of the process, someone brought three bowls of blood. He scratched his palm and stained the blood, and began to write on the stone pillar.

Zhao Yutang couldn't understand what he wrote, but he wrote down every stroke. When the blood was smeared on the stone pillar, the stone pillar emitted a faint dark red light, and then the national teacher motioned her to come forward.

He handed over a knife, "Smear your blood on it."

Zhao Yutang held the knife but did not move, "Master, what are you doing?"

The national teacher stared at her, "You do it first, and I will explain to you."

Perhaps it was because Zhao Yutang felt that if Zhao Yutang took another two days of blood, her life as a sacrificial sacrifice would come to an end. At that time, she would only turn into a puddle of flesh and blood and leave this world without any threat. After Zhao Yutang did what he said, he Slowly explained, "The princess doesn't know something. The gods of the Qin family were furious once in more than 200 years. At that time, countless descendants of the Qin family were killed and injured, and their lives were devastated. In order to prevent this kind of tragedy from happening again, the imperial teachers of the past dynasties were ordered by the emperor to study and weaken the power of the gods. Methods."

He looked arrogantly at the three stone pillars on the altar, "It is only from me that we can really find an effective method. As long as we have this, the god Ji can be used by us after he wakes up."

At that time, the human god will be reversed, and the human emperor will no longer be bound by the gods, so naturally he will have whatever he wants.

Zhao Yutang caught the key words from his words, and found that he didn't know that the clan god had awakened, and Qin Wu probably kept it from them on purpose.

They wanted to use her to establish a connection with the gods, awaken him and then suppress his power through the altar, so as to achieve normal communication with the gods and use the power of the gods wantonly.

As for Qin Wu, he knew that Zhao Yutang's blood was good for him in restoring his strength, and he didn't care about establishing a connection with the Qin family because of it.

At that time, Zhao Yutang would no longer exist as his sacrifice, and he would just kill all the daring Qin people.

Zhao Yutang returned to the temple, the shrine was quiet, the statue was sitting quietly, it seemed to be just an ordinary statue.

She was a little tired, and used the silk and satin on the altar table as a bedding as usual, but accidentally bumped into something hard.

It was a hairpin, the one she had read at the stall but didn't buy.

The night was very lively, the peddler happily took over the stall, and found that there was a piece of gold in the purse, but he couldn't remember which wealthy customer it was.

He didn't think about it, so he didn't think about it. He guessed that the rich son of a family probably gave the gold, and he was willing to spend a lot of money to make the beauty smile.