Mysteries of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 84: Goose Formation

"Hmph, Awu is such an idiot. I told you that the sacrifice must be perfect, but he made it so scarred. What should we do if the tree god gets angry?" The man squatted down, clamped Rong Wanyin's chin with his hands, lifted her chin, and took a closer look.

He said so, but after reading it, he let go. Rong Wanyin lost her support and her face hit the cold ground, causing her pain.

Only then did Rong Wanyin see the face of the person who came. He was the village chief of Niujia Village!

She tried to turn her head and glanced at the courtyard. There were crowds of people there. It seemed that many people had come. She had no chance of winning now!
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Rong Wanyin had said long ago that this ugly banyan tree stinks. Yes, it stinks, it's full of the stench of corpses!
Because they have been using human blood to sacrifice to this banyan tree!

Rong Wanyin was tied to a bamboo chair and carried to the banyan tree. Even if she hadn't been tied up, she wouldn't have been able to escape. The banyan tree's lush branches cast a shadow.

All the people from Niujia Village should be here. They set up an altar, lit incense and candles, and chanted something. The tune was creepy.

Several exquisitely crafted human skin drums were struck, and several people were brought up, tied up and thrown to the ground.

It’s Yan Mingzhang, Su Zhan, and Changfeng, but not Mo Yun!

A glimmer of hope ignited in Rong Wanyin's heart again.

Su Zhan was the first to be brought onto the altar, a gleaming dagger placed beside him. The village chief raised his foot and kicked Su Zhan, saying impatiently, "That idiot Ah Wu, why hasn't he come yet? If you miss the time, I'll skin him alive!"

"Yilijin, we've sent someone to call them." A villager placed his right hand on his left chest and saluted, looking a little afraid.

This etiquette is the etiquette of the Khitan people, they are Khitan people!
Rong Wanyin's pupils shrank and she felt creepy. What on earth were these Khitans trying to do by disguising themselves as Han people?
Rong Wanyin also knew many Khitans, so she naturally knew that this was the etiquette of the Khitan people.

"Ah! Help!" Suddenly a fire man rushed into the crowd. His back was on fire and the fire was about to burn his whole body.

Rong Wanyin looked carefully and saw who else it could be but Awu!
Ah Wu rushed around in the crowd, and everyone fled in all directions, fearing that they would get into trouble. They didn't care about Ah Wu's life or death at all. The scene was in chaos.

These Khitans are really inhumane, even to their own people!

Suddenly, a small hand gently shook Rong Wanyin's shoulder. Rong Wanyin turned around and saw that it was Abao!
Po was almost lying on the ground, the shadow of the big tree covering his figure. Without saying a word, he stretched out his right hand, in the palm of which was a bright red pill.

"Antidote." A Bao opened his mouth but no sound came out. Rong Wanyin read the two words from his mouth shape.

Rong Wanyin didn't say yes or no, she just looked at him calmly.

A Bao was so anxious that he was about to cry. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and said in a low voice with a sobbing tone: "I'm sorry."

A Bao just held it like that, tears falling silently, he didn't have the face to defend himself.

Rong Wanyin finally opened her mouth.

A Bao was overjoyed and stuffed the pill into Rong Wanyin's mouth. "Sister Rong, this medicine will take a cup of tea to take effect. Brother Mo Yun and I will do our best to delay it."

It seems that Mo Yun is the one causing the trouble over there.

Rong Wanyin looked at A Bao and said calmly, "Don't think that I will be grateful to you for saving me. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be in danger."

Po nodded obediently and said, "I'm sorry."

Although Rong Wanyin said this, her expression had softened.

A Bao pulled out a dagger that had originally belonged to Rong Wanyin! It looked like Mo Yun had taken it back from A Wu. With a gentle flick of his wrist, the rope around Rong Wanyin's wrist snapped. Rong Wanyin remained calm, pinching the broken end with her hand, pretending she was still tied. She was waiting, waiting for the perfect moment!
The chaos finally subsided, but the sacrifice continued. Awu walked up to the altar with burnt hair.

Ah Wu raised the dagger, speaking confidently with a pious look on his face. Ah Wu's eyes suddenly opened and stared at Su Zhan, who turned pale with fear. He felt like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Don't worry, your blood will be used to sacrifice to the tree god, and the tree god will enjoy it well. It's your honor!" Awu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost crazy.

"Bullshit!" Su Zhan spat on Awu's face, "Hurry up and let me, your grandfather, go."

Awu wiped the saliva off his face with his hand. He was not angry at all and stopped talking. He raised the dagger and slashed it towards Su Zhan's neck.

"Ding!" A hidden weapon flew over and knocked the dagger away.

Su Zhan was so angry that he yelled, "Mo Yun, you didn't save me earlier. You had to wait until I was about to die to save me!"

The village chief seemed to have expected this and was not panicked at all: "He's in that tree! He's the only one left! Catch him!"

When everyone heard this, they lined up in an orderly manner, not like ordinary farmers at all.

Mo Yun's martial arts skills have always been good, but two fists cannot beat four hands. He gradually fell into a disadvantage and was defeated.

Finally, Mo Yun was pinned to the ground.

The village chief looked very proud, but Mo Yun looked at him with a sneer on his face.

The village chief seemed to suddenly realize something and turned to look at Yan Mingzhang, Rong Wanyin and the others: "Oh no, he's stalling for time!"

Changfeng broke free from the ropes, drew his sword, and held it in front of Yan Mingzhang, looking at them coldly. Even Yan Mingzhang calmly brushed off the dirt on his body and stood up.

"Your sword...isn't it already..." The village chief was very surprised.

Seeing this, Mo Yun rolled over, kicked away the people holding him down, and sat on the branch of the banyan tree on tiptoe. "Master Su, I'm sorry. I was delayed while getting the sword and antidote. I made you suffer."

Su Zhan was now under someone's control and was still waiting to be rescued, so he could only snort coldly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Aniu wanted to strike first, so he picked up a dagger and stabbed Su Zhan in the neck.

But Rong Wanyin no longer gave him a chance. She suddenly jumped up, drew the soft sword from her waist and stabbed it straight at Aniu's face.

Although Ah Niu was lame, he was very agile and rolled under the altar to avoid the attack.

Rong Wanyin cut the rope on Su Zhan's hand with a stroke, grabbed Su Zhan's clothes at the back of his neck, and threw him towards Yan Mingzhang.

Changfeng protected Yan Mingzhang and Su Zhan and stood under a tree. Rong Wanyin and Mo Yun also dodged several attackers and joined Yan Mingzhang and others.

The situation has reversed! It's still unclear who will win or lose!

"Form a battle array!" The village chief stood up straight, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, and gestured. The villagers, well-trained, immediately formed a battle array.

"It's the Goose Formation!" Yan Mingzhang took a breath, his guess was right.