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Chapter 297 Resurrection of the Old Gods (21)

"Why did the god Shi come out of the temple?"

Zhao Yutang followed behind a woman in black robe, two steps behind her, feeling strange about her words.

When she woke up this morning, she found this woman guarding her bedside, saying that Shi Shen was out on business, and told her to take her to a place before she left.

The woman in black robe did not answer this question, but said, "You will know when you arrive."

Zhao Yutang frowned and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the woman in black had already led her to a side hall and pushed open the door of the room.

"go in."

As soon as Zhao Yutang stepped over the threshold, someone hit the side of her neck hard, and her eyes darkened, and she suddenly became conscious.

When he became conscious again, there were whispers in his ears.

"Wait until she wakes up before doing it?"

"No, the Yi people have already arrived, throw her directly to them, and our mission will be completed."

Zhao Yutang was conscious, but she couldn't move her body. She could feel that she was being carried into a carriage, followed by a strong smell of spices, which should be the Yi people from the neighboring country.

The Yi people exchanged a few words in Yi language, and then threw Zhao Yutang to the ground.

Zhao Yutang was able to open her eyes at this time, and she saw a scimitar falling towards her with a cold light shining.

"Princess? Princess?"

As if being dragged out of the deep sea, Zhao Yutang gasped heavily, her body was sweating profusely, her eyes were a little hazy, and it took a while to refocus, and she saw the old woman in black robe in front of her.

The woman in the black robe stared at her for a while, frowning tightly, "Is the princess having a nightmare?"

Zhao Yutang said "hmm" and looked up at the statue in the center of the shrine. In the temple more than 200 years ago, this statue has always existed, as if it has never been convenient.

She couldn't help thinking, in that time and space 200 years ago, how would Qin Wu react when she died like that?
The black-robed woman saw that she was not in good spirits, and the white robe on her body was wrinkled and creased. She was a little uncomfortable, so she took her to the hot spring she had been to before to wash and change clothes.

Zhao Yutang asked on the way, "Has anyone else entered the temple besides me?"

Perhaps Zhao Yutang has always been very obedient, and the black-robed woman didn't mind answering her a few questions, her tone was quite gentle, "The last time a wedding ceremony was held was 300 years ago, and the human sacrifice was thrown out as soon as it was sent in."

If it weren't for this god who is still sleeping, she certainly wouldn't be able to stay in the temple for long.

"Except for human sacrifice? Has no one else entered the temple?"

The black-robed woman frowned, "There is a little girl... why are you asking this?"

Zhao Yutang shook his head, "Just curious."

She wants to make sure that her time travel is real, and she did spend a few days in the temple more than 200 years ago.

Zhao Yutang recalled the scene when she was killed. The faces of those Yi people were branded with prison marks. They should have been in the prison of Daqin for a while. She suspected that the appearance of these Yi people had something to do with the Emperor Daqin, otherwise they How could he easily win over the people of the temple and take her away?
All this is a conspiracy set by the emperor.

He wanted to use his own death to force Qin Wu to do it.

Perhaps that was the reason for the divine punishment 200 years ago.

"I'll give you half an hour. Hurry up and change your clothes and come out."

The black-robed woman stood guard outside as usual, and brought Zhao Yutang a new wide-sleeved white robe and put it aside.

When Zhao Yutang was changing clothes, she found the wooden stick that Qin Wu had given her. She put the wooden stick on the shore, and slowly submerged her body in the water, her hair swaying gently on the water. She lowered her eyelashes and thought for a while, then decided to Go directly to ask Qin Wu what happened back then.

Today is the sixth day of blood collection, and she is running out of time.

After returning to the temple to take blood, the women in black robes retreated after chanting the sacrificial words.

Zhao Yutang walked into the shrine and called softly, "Shi Shen."

Qin Wu didn't really want to come out, he sat in the chaotic state for a day and a night, thinking about the scene the night before.

He wondered a little uncertainly, does what she said that night still count?
Well, that's what his wife said.

Zhao Yutang touched the statue, "Shi Shen?"

Qin Wu had no choice but to come out. He frowned unconsciously, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed. He looked a little fierce, but his tone was normal, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yutang smiled, "Suddenly remembered something, and wanted to ask God."

Qin Wu knew that she was always very curious and asked a lot of questions, so he was not in a bad mood at the moment, so he nodded, "Ask."

"I read in the book that there was a divine punishment more than 200 years ago. At that time, the emperor and the national teacher were all killed in a sea of ​​fire. Can the god tell me the reason?"

More than 200 years ago...

Qin Wu's face froze instantly, the last thing he wanted to mention was more than 200 years ago.

Zhao Yutang came closer, the hem of her clothes swayed slightly, brushing against Qin Wu's robe corners, she raised her face slightly, her voice was very soft, as if it was falling on the tip of Qin Wu's heart, making him ignore it no matter what. no.

"Can't you tell?"

Qin Wu was silent for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yutang's wrist, and the layered cuffs fell down to cover the hands they were holding. Tell the past.

"More than 200 years ago... I kept a female doll by my side." Qin Wu lowered his eyebrows, and when his eyes fell on Zhao Yutang, he slightly hooked his lower lip. "You are very similar to her."

"I doted on her very much at that time. She was the only mortal who stayed by my side. The Emperor Daqin wanted to force me to agree to send troops to attack neighboring countries, so he took her away while I was away. She—"

Qin Wu paused, speaking a few short words was extremely difficult, but his voice was always steady, his face was condensed, and only the bottom of his eyes showed some unconcealable pain.

"She died at the hands of the Yi people."

In fact, Qin Wu was only one step too late. By the time he arrived, the little girl was already covered in blood, and she left without a sound.

The Great Qin Emperor fanned the flames, thinking that Qin Wu would definitely agree to send troops to avenge the girl and wash the neighboring country with blood.

But the fact is that Qin Wu saw through his plot at a glance, and bloodbathed the palace in a strong anger, and all the descendants of Da Qin's direct line were killed in the flames.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this divine punishment that injured innocent people that Qin Wu's power was eliminated a lot faster, and then he was so weak that he was hit by a trick, almost becoming a nourishment for false gods.

Qin Wu always thought that he had forgotten what happened so long ago. After all, after his power disappeared, many memories disappeared with him. But at this moment, he realized that those dull pains had been flowing in his limbs and bones for a long time. never disappeared.

Zhao Yutang held his hand back. She had just discovered that she had no way to tell Qin Wu that she was the Yuyu from more than 200 years ago. She had no way to tell him that she was actually still alive.

She pursed her lips, and wanted to say something else to comfort Qin Wu, but her eyes suddenly went dark, and she could hardly stand still in a burst of dizziness.

Qin Wu frowned, took her by the wrist and hugged her into his arms, and gently slid his fingertips past the corner of her eyes, "Be patient."

What he said clearly meant that he knew why Zhao Yutang did this. Zhao Yutang paused for a while and asked, "Is it because I am a human sacrifice?"

Six consecutive days of taking blood had already worn away Zhao Yutang's ordinary person side. From the moment she entered the temple, she was no longer a princess of Daqin, but a sacrifice waiting to be sacrificed.

Qin Wu responded with a "hmm", she is his human sacrifice, after establishing contact with him, the life in her will be supplied to him continuously, until she disappears from this world.

Zhao Yutang closed his eyes weakly in his arms, "Tomorrow the blood collection will be over... Am I going to die right away?"

She was already slender and weak, and when she leaned against Qin Wu's arms, she had almost no weight, as if she would ride the wind back in the next second. Qin Wu unconsciously tightened his arms around her, and said as if to promise, "You will Stay in Chaos."

Thinking of the sea of ​​flames and monsters raging in the Chaos Realm, Qin Wu added, "The Chaos Realm has become much more beautiful, and you can stay in the Chaos Realm forever."

Zhao Yutang shook his head, and grabbed Qin Wu's sleeve, "But I don't want to stay in the chaos forever, I want to live like an ordinary person."

Her eyes were calm, and she looked into Qin Wu's eyes steadily when she said this. Qin Wu knew that she only looked weak on the surface, but was actually a very determined girl in her bones, but at this time, what appeared in front of his eyes was more than 200 years ago. The scene where Yuyu is soaked in a pool of blood.

Ordinary people are extremely fragile, they will get sick and die, Qin Wu didn't care about this before, but after experiencing Yuyu's death, he absolutely can't bear the second important person to leave him.

Staying in the chaotic realm, she can always "live" and "exist".

So Qin Wu turned his face to avoid Zhao Yutang's gaze, and said in a resolute tone, "You can still live like an ordinary person if you stay in the chaos."

Zhao Yutang didn't speak for a few seconds, and when Qin Wu couldn't help asking her what she was thinking, she lowered her eyes, "I remember the first time I met Jishen, he was much easier to talk to than now."

Qin Wu let go of her abruptly, his eyes were full of disbelief, and there was some pain hidden in his eyes, "You want that easy-talking Shishen?"

He should have admitted a long time ago that the one who really pleases her should be the false god wearing a hypocritical mask. Mortals like a kind god, and like a god who responds to their needs.

Because of Zhao Yutang's words, Qin Wu's heart was in a turmoil. When he was extremely angry, he would not have a cold face, his eyes were drawn down, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, which made people feel soft-hearted.

Zhao Yutang looked at him quietly. She was supposed to be the one who understood Qin Wu's emotions best and loved him the most, but at this moment, there was no emotion on her face.

"I just want a Jigami who will respect my choice."

She stood up and gently smoothed the folds of her cuffs, "I will not enter the Chaos Realm. For me, this kind of 'life' is worse than death."

There is only Qin Wu in the Chaos Realm, and he is under Qin Wu's control. For Zhao Yutang, it is no different if he is in prison. She hates this feeling of being out of control.

Qin Wu was extremely angry, and he calmed down only after venting in the chaotic environment.

It doesn't matter, he told himself, it doesn't matter if Zhao Yutang doesn't want to, when she comes to Chaos Realm, he will find some way to make her happy.

In any case, Qin Wu couldn't accept another Yuyu leaving him.

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"Are you all ready?"

Before dawn, the national teacher came to the temple early in the morning to set up the altar. The goal they have worked so hard for for so long is about to be realized, and they must not fall by the wayside.

"Princess," the national teacher walked in front of Zhao Yutang. At this time, she was already tied in the center of the altar, surrounded by a circle of unlit incense candles.

He smiled slightly, "If the achievements are successful, the princess will be a hero of Daqin, and the emperor will write your name in the genealogy."

It seemed that they thought this was the greatest kindness to Zhao Yutang.

The national teacher looked at the statue in the shrine, sighed and said, "From the moment the national teacher's lineage appeared, it was for the great Qin, and it was to become the messenger of the oracle in the world, but what happened? The result is my teacher. Dozens of ancestors from that generation were buried in flames, how unfair it is!"

He turned his head to look at Zhao Yutang, his expression almost crazy, "In order to avoid the incident of exterminating the family from happening again, we have tried our best to create a new god for Daqin! Now the time has come, and the new god is about to wake up. At that time, Daqin's great cause of unifying the world Just around the corner!"

Zhao Yutang frowned upon hearing this, it was the first time she heard the word "New God".

So, in the eyes of the national teacher, is it not Qin Wu who is about to be awakened, but the new god they created against the sky?

Zhao Yutang thought of Qin Wu's angry and hurt eyes when he heard him mention the "talkative god", and instantly understood where his pain came from.

Since he was born, he has defended all Qin people in the name of "God of the Clan", but his people have blackmailed him with trumped-up charges, and even want to create a new god to replace him, obliterating the meaning of his existence, even She also said that she hoped to see a talkative Jigami.

But he has never been the fantasy clan god in people's minds, he is him, the unique Qin Wu.

The national teacher came to draw Zhao Yutang's blood with a thin blade. The moment he was about to touch the skin, Zhao Yutang, who had already unknowingly untied the rope, jumped up violently, and pressed the sharp end of the hairpin against the national teacher's throat .

Her voice was steady and cold, "It's better for the national teacher not to move around."

The national teacher was shocked by her suddenness, and quickly stabilized himself, "You can't escape, there are guards guarding here."

"So I still need to ask the national teacher for help."

She said lightly, "How about we make a deal?"

The hairpin stuck to his throat remained motionless, which made the national teacher realize that the princess in front of him was indeed not as harmless as he thought, and what she said was not a joke.

He asked cautiously, "What deal?"

"You let me go, I'll give you my blood."

The national teacher laughed when he heard that, this princess is really stupid, if he took her blood to complete the sacrifice, even if she escaped from Daqin, she would not be able to escape the word of death, and the god of clan would demand her life.

He immediately agreed, "Yes."

"Prepare a carriage for me and have someone deliver it to you."

(End of this chapter)