The Demon King’s Crazy Concubine: The Heaven-defying Formation Master

From Shu Yining's introduction, Wei Ran learned that there was a very cruel tradition in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony held every ten years - sacrificing living people.

Moreover, the number of people who were buried alive for sacrifice was huge, often hundreds, and this time was no exception. However, those who were sacrificed alive were usually ordinary slaves with no human rights at all. No one would speak up for them, and no one felt that they were alive. inappropriate.

According to their conversation just now, Wei Tong should want to replace some slaves in the list of living sacrifices. Is it possible that there are training slaves in the list?After all, she really couldn't think of any slave in the Wei family who could make Wei Tong beg Wei Yixue so lowly.

But Shu Yining also told her a very important thing. In addition to using slaves to perform sacrifices, Qintian Pavilion will select a descendant of a noble family as the living guide for the ceremony every ten years. On the day of the ceremony, All living beings were burned to offer sacrifices to the heavenly spirits.

I don’t know whose turn it will be this year.

"Are Qintian Pavilion really not afraid of offending the family by acting like this?"

Wei Ran asked in confusion, using slaves to sacrifice to heaven would not harm the interests of the family, but if a favored direct descendant of the family was targeted, would the family be really willing to accept it?

Shu Yining shook her head: "It is the highest honor to be able to lead a living sacrifice to the heaven for the grand pawn, and the family will also benefit from it."

Wei Ran shook his head: "If Qintian Pavilion orders Jin Zunyue, I don't believe that the Jin family won't fight them."

Shu Yining said: "I don't believe it either. However, Qintian Pavilion has always acted in a measured manner. In the past hundred years, almost all the people it has appointed are descendants of distant branches of the aristocratic family. They are not favored at all, so no one has made trouble. Many. Small families can’t wait for someone from their own family to be chosen so that they can rise higher and higher.”

"It is completely unconscionable to let people be burned and buried alive."

"Shh." Shu Yining immediately made a silent gesture, "Say it so loudly, you will die! There are still more than three months until the ceremony of worshiping the heaven. The list of slaves to worship the heaven should have been confirmed, but the descendants of the aristocratic family It’s hard to say who will be selected, as Qintian Pavilion usually only announces it one month before the ceremony.”

"I don't know whose family's children are so unlucky." Wei Ran sighed.

"I'm going back now. Thank you very much for tonight. We'll meet again next time we have a chance."

After saying that, she climbed out of the window and jumped out of the carriage in the darkness. Shu Yining couldn't stop her even if she wanted to.

It was already very late when Wei Ran returned to the inn. As soon as he opened the door to the room, he saw a sitting figure and was startled.

It's Shuang Cheng.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet? You haven't lighted the lamp yet." She picked up the torch and lit the lamp on the table.

Shuang Cheng said bluntly: "I'm not worried if you don't come back."

"I am such an adult and I am still in the capital. I am very safe. There is nothing to worry about."

Shuang Cheng shook his head: "No, it is more dangerous in the capital."

Wei Ran was stunned. Is the word "gentle" compared to the quagmire forest?

"The people here are very mean-spirited."

He added.

Wei Ran smiled happily: "How do you know that people here are very evil-minded."

Shuang Cheng pursed his lips: "I just know."

"Okay, I'm back now. Go to sleep quickly. We have to rush back to the academy tomorrow." Wei Ran coaxed.

Shuang Cheng still pursed his lips and said nothing.

"what happened?"

Seeing his twisted expression, I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Okay, I'm sorry for making you worry. I'll take you with me next time if something happens, okay?"

"Really?" Shuang Cheng's eyes lit up instantly.

"Seriously, I always stick to my word." Wei Ran nodded seriously, "Go to sleep."

She walked to the bed, and Shuang Cheng followed her.

Wei Ran: "?"

Shuang Cheng looked sincere.

"I want to practice dual cultivation with you."

"?!"

Wei Ran was instantly petrified on the spot.What kind of arrogance is this? Should a person with a child’s mind say this? !

"Go to sleep!"

Amidst Wei Ran's almost roaring scolding, Shuang Cheng finally rolled off to sleep in aggrieved manner.

Early the next morning, at dawn, the two of them got up and set off back to the academy.

In order to save time by taking a shortcut, they took a small road.

While passing by a village, I vaguely heard the sound of children crying.

The two searched for the sound and found that the sound came from a remote farmhouse. When they arrived, the crying had stopped.

This happened early in the morning when farming was busy. Most of the villagers were either in town or in the fields. Few people came here. Even if someone passed by, it would be difficult to hear the sound because they were far away. Even if they heard the sound, they would not hear it. I think it's just some parent who is disciplining their children.

But Wei Ran not only heard the cries, but also heard the sound of sticks hitting the flesh.

Is someone abusing children?
The doors and windows around the farmhouse were tightly closed, making it impossible to peek into what was going on inside.

She didn't want to cause any further misunderstanding, so she simply pressed a perspective array on the window, and she immediately had a clear view of the situation inside the house.

There were three strong men in the room, all between thirty and forty years old. A frail figure was curled up on the ground.

The familiar scene instantly caused Wei Ran's head to explode with pain. She squatted on the ground in pain and covered her head with both hands.

Countless fragmented memory fragments swarmed in from all directions, gradually pieced together into a long-lost picture.

She seemed to see that frail figure dying miserably under the stick, but he still showed a difficult smile towards the young girl hiding in the corner.

From then on, she was trapped in that smile, unable to escape from the depression.

Until those 530 seven people walked into Managuan on a snowy night.

She finally remembered the source of this nightmare.

"Chaoyan, Chaoyan!"

Shuang Cheng's anxious shout made her finally come back to her senses.

I happened to see one of them swinging heavily at the huddled figure with a stick.

The next second, the stick fell on the man, making a heavy groan, but the man did not make any sound.

not good!

"Kick the door open!" Wei Ran said anxiously to Shuang Cheng.

Shuang Cheng simply kicked the door open and the two of them rushed in.

As soon as they entered, two strong men immediately stopped them.

"Who are you? What do you want to do!"

Shuang Cheng threw the two of them down in the blink of an eye, and Wei Ran rushed into the inner room.

There was only a man in his forties sitting quietly in the inner room. When he saw her coming in, he said angrily: "Who are you? What are you doing breaking into my house?"

Wei Ran looked down and saw that the blood on the ground was still wet, and the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood.

She grabbed the man's collar with all her strength and shouted with red eyes, "What were you doing here just now! There's a man here!"

A flash of panic flashed in the man's eyes, and he refused to acknowledge it: "Who is it? I don't know what you are talking about!"

Shuang Cheng threw the two people blocking them at his feet.

"If you don't want to die, just tell the truth. I only give you one chance."

Shuang Cheng said coldly, stretched out his hand to gently pull the agitated Wei Ran back, and then waved his hand, and the man let out a miserable howl.

The hand he had held the stick in was chopped off by Shuang Cheng with his sword.