Gods and Immortals

The so-called human sacrifice refers to the use of human beings as tributes and sacrifices to gods. .

Its status is no different from cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered...

But what surprised Mo Xuan was that human sacrifice is considered a very high level of ritual. In most cases, only Buzheng and Dabu of the Temple of the Witch preside over the royal court, or national sacrificial ceremonies, will be sacrificed from slaves. Choose a human animal to sacrifice.

But right now, although there are a lot of people in this mighty team, they are actually not qualified to use human sacrifices.

Mo Xuan waited for the brigade to approach, and took a closer look at the girls. They were not dressed in the clothes that slaves usually wear, but more like the village girls who walked in the fields on both sides.

Aware of this strangeness, Mo Xuan actually knew in his heart that there was no divination master from the Temple of the Witch God presiding over this group of worshippers, and it was very likely that it was just a sacrificial consciousness initiated by this group of people.

According to the rules, this is actually completely against the rules of the Witch Temple.

Although he knew this, he had nothing to do with Mo Xuan, so Mo Xuan muttered, and stepped back from the official path to let the brigade go, "It's just that these girls are really unlucky..."

It's not that Mo Xuan doesn't want to save them, but Mo Xuan knows very well that saving them is almost meaningless.

Not to mention offending so many villagers, the most important thing is that once I leave, the girls I rescued will be arrested again as human sacrifices. I can't take these girls away, can I?

In the era of great business, Pepsi asked divination.

Whenever there are some natural disasters, or celestial signs and visions, the common people will sacrifice to Wentian, and they can save themselves for a while, but they can't save the whole life... And Wu Nu wants to keep a low profile, so Mo Xuan can only shake his head slightly, turning his face to the side in reluctance. Look at those crying girls again.

The brigade marched in the direction of Fengqiu City. Mo Xuan stood in the field beside the road. The strangeness of Xiao Hei, a giant panda, naturally attracted discussions and pointers from the people in the brigade.

Mo Xuan patted Xiao Hei on the head, Xiao Hei turned his head, and was about to walk far away to avoid the eyes of the common people, when suddenly there was a loud shout from the front of the sacrificial procession, causing Mo Xuan to turn his head to look.

Not far ahead, two sergeants who appeared from nowhere, riding a medium-sized moose, blocked the road sideways.

An old man who was leading the carriage seemed to be asking why the sergeant blocked the way. The two sergeants held spears and ignored the old man.

Mo Xuan can be regarded as a veteran from the barracks. First, he looked at the clothes of the soldiers and judged their rank, "It should be the city defense army of Fengqiu City..."

Looking at their actions again, the two soldiers kept picking up the veils that covered the dust on the carriage with their spears, revealing the plaques and tributes inside. This was something Mo Xuan had seen a lot in his previous life.

Obviously, the two soldiers were checking the purpose of this group of people...

"You two! Take back your weapons!" The old man in charge said angrily, "This is a chariot dedicated to the water god, how can you be so rude?!"

The two soldiers glanced at each other, and put down the open veil with their spears, and one of them looked around, "Since it's a chariot frame for offering, what about the person presiding over the sacrifice?"

"I am!" The old man gritted his teeth and was furious.

"You?!" The soldier was taken aback, "Are you a divination master? What level? Take out the jade plaque from the Temple of the Witch God..."

"I...I'm not a divination teacher!" The old man suddenly stopped speaking, and he was a little short of breath.

"Isn't it a divination master?" The soldier sneered, "How dare you lose your temper at us brothers if you're not a divination master? It's really boring!"

As they spoke, the two soldiers stretched out their spears again, and continued to inspect the rear of the team, picking apart the tribute bags one by one to see what was inside.

"You... you are enough!" The old man was anxious, "Even if we don't have divination masters, you guys dare to rush into the carriage frame dedicated to the water god?!"

As he said that, the old man withdrew the kill from the carriage, clearly revealing the plaque carried on it, Mo Xuan could see it clearly, it read: Water God Dayu.

The soldier glanced back and said with a disdainful smile: "Let's not talk about whether there is a water god, even if there is, it should be dedicated to the water god Xuanming. Do you think that Da Shang is not good for the big Yu you are carrying? Can't Xia succeed?!"

Manxia refers to the Xia Dynasty. The economic and cultural development of Dashang is much more advanced than the era when the Xia Dynasty was dominated by tribes. Therefore, the people of Dashang are more like the Xia Dynasty more than 600 years ago. Call it pretty summer.

After hearing this, Mo Xuan smiled in his heart. The people of Huaxia in the Central Plains have always regarded their surroundings as barbarians. Although there is a lot of discrimination, there is no way to do it. Who let the people on this land always stand at the forefront of human civilization? What about the top.

When the old man heard this, he became furious, "When the sky flood broke out, King Dayu controlled the flood like a beast, and even the fiercest wave was calmed down by King Dayu! Now my hometown is flooded, so we don't go to worship Dayu King, who else can we worship? You two brats, stop talking nonsense!"

"Since it was the flood in your hometown, why did you come to Fengqiu City to worship?" The soldier's expression darkened, "Our city defense army is in charge of guarding Fengqiu, and anyone who enters Wangji's land will be investigated! I won't make it clear today. None of you can get through!"

"You...you guys! It's unreasonable!" The old man was so angry that his hands were shaking, "There is a water temple outside Fengqiu City! If we don't go to the water temple to worship, where should we go?!"

When the soldier heard this, he turned around and asked another person, "Is there a water temple?"

"It seems that there is indeed one. On the edge of Dilong Lake, it is said that there is Buzheng of the Temple of Witches!" Another soldier replied.

"So it's like this..." The soldier glanced coldly at the crying girl, "Those girls, are they human sacrifices?"

The old man snorted, and said displeasedly: "We have prepared in advance, and when we arrive at the Water God Temple, Master Divination will call it at will!"

The soldier shook his head and pouted, "What a waste..."

"Isn't that right!" Another soldier muttered, "Those divination masters in the Temple of the Witch God took the tributes and sacrifices, and kept them for their own use, and no gods came down to punish them..."

"Maybe there are no gods at all!" The soldier said disdainfully.

The old man who was listening was furious, shaking his hands and patting the frame weakly, he was out of breath, "You... you... are so rude! You are so rude!!"

The soldier saw that the old man was about to die of anger, and he didn't want to provoke the angry group behind the old man. He reluctantly moved out of the way, and waved his spear, "Okay, okay! Let's go!"

The old man was coughing angrily. While gesturing for the team to move forward, he called for people to come and help him. He pointed at the two soldiers with shaking fingers, trembling and speechless.

The two soldiers rolled their eyes at the old man, led the moose to the side of the road and backed away, unwilling to talk to them.

As soon as he retreated, he happened to see Mo Xuan who was watching the excitement by the side of the road.

Naturally, the eyes of the two soldiers were attracted by the little black under Mo Xuan's butt...

"Hey, brother, look, that bear looks strange!" a soldier wondered.

The soldier in the lead glanced at Xiao Hei up and down, then looked at Mo Xuan, seeing that he was clearly dressed differently from the ordinary people just now, so he led the moose and walked over, "Hey, where are you from?"

Mo Xuan responded, "Golden Ao City."

"Golden Ao City?" The soldier frowned, "Golden Ao City is far away, are you alone?"

"There are still a few companions who are behind and will arrive later..."

"Oh." The soldier nodded, "Where are you going?"

"Fengqiu City..."

When they heard that Mo Xuan was going to enter the city, the two soldiers obviously became serious, "What are you going to do when you enter the city?"

Mo Xuan thought for a while, and moved out Jiang Huayang to make Xi Qi seem a bit ostentatious, so he smiled slightly and said, "Wait for my companions in the city..."

The soldier in the lead paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Xiao Hei from the corner of his eye, and then asked the other person in a low voice, "Did you see his bear? You said Master Mo Liqing just arrived in Fengqiu not long ago, if Can offer him a bear skin, won't our family commander face a lot of face?"

"Hiss, what you said makes some sense..." Another soldier muttered, "Even if Master Qing doesn't want the magic gift, when Princess Jiang comes, give it to Princess Jiang, she will definitely like it!"

"Then do it?"

"Not busy, first ask him if he sells it..."

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Although the two discussed in a low voice, Mo Xuan's spiritual perception power at this time has far surpassed the level of a round. Hearing their conversation from this distance is still very clear, and he naturally heard all these words in his ears .

"Mo Liqing?" Mo Xuan's eyes brightened slightly, the four generals of the Mo family in Jiamengguan were masters whom Wen Zhong had mentioned to him many times in the past.

In the legends of later generations, after the death of these four generals, they were divided into four heavenly kings, and they were also famous figures in one side.

"He's also in Fengqiu City?" Mo Xuan murmured to himself, wanting to meet this expert.

"Hey, kid..." The soldier yelled at Mo Xuan, "Is the bear you're riding for sale?"

"Not for sale..." Before Mo Xuan could speak, Xiao Hei himself responded.

The two soldiers were stunned for a moment, obviously hearing that the voice of the words was wrong, but they couldn't tell for a while that it was Xiao Hei who said it, and thought that Mo Xuan probably rejected them in a glib manner.

"I'll give you a jade shell, but you won't sell it?!" The leader was obviously unhappy, and a jade shell was already considered a very high price for them.

Mo Xuan patted Xiao Hei's head, signaling it not to speak, and said to the two soldiers, "This bear belongs to someone else, I can't make the decision, so I won't sell it."

The soldier's eyes darkened, and he stared at Mo Xuan, "I suspect that you have other intentions in entering Fengqiu City!"

"Here it comes..." Mo Xuan secretly smiled in his heart, and if he couldn't buy it by force, he planned to use special means.

"Princess Chaoge will be here in a few days, you can go back to the camp outside the city first with us!" The soldier said coldly: "If you are fine after the inspection, I will naturally let you go!"

Mo Xuan said helplessly: "The Princess Jiang you are talking about is Jiang Huayang, the granddaughter of Dong Bohou Jiang Huanchu, right?" (To be continued.)