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Chapter 1062: The Sacrifice Begins

Since then, I will come here every year.I'm old and tired, and this is the last time. "

He pointed to the front and said, "Come on, let's go in together."

The shrine is brightly lit.

There are no Gu insects or poisonous snakes on the road, and even the pitch-black floor tiles are covered with holy white cloth, extending all the way to the temple.

No outsiders were allowed in the shrine, and even those who delivered three meals a day just delivered the food boxes to the entrance of the shrine. It can be seen that the layout of the shrine was all done by Wu Zhu himself.

Xianyu looked at the tall temple, saw Wu Zhu standing in front of the temple to welcome them, and felt that the previous Wu Zhu was very pitiful.

Although they were respected by the common people, at the same time, they lost their freedom, and they lost everything except this temple.

Is such a life really worth it?

"Holy Emperor, Crown Prince!" Wu Zhu bowed slightly and saluted them respectfully.

The Holy Emperor said: "There is no need to be too polite, please!"

Xianyu and Mo Linyuan took advantage of Jingshu and entered the most sacred place in the southern kingdom.

Except for the successive emperors, it is a place where outsiders are not allowed to be contaminated.

This hall is much smaller than the mural painting hall below, and it is also extremely empty.

Only the statue in the middle is extremely eye-catching, attracting people in at a glance.

A woman carved from pure white jade, with a human head and a snake body.

In other words, the murals below are not vivid enough, but the 360-degree three-dimensional jade statue is clear enough and intuitive enough.

The sorcerer they call is Nuwa, the mother of the earth in ancient myths and legends.

The little witch wished to set up an incense table, offering melons and fruits for sacrifice.

Wu Zhu led the Holy Emperor to kneel down and kowtow to Lord Wu Shen.

Xianyu looked at Mo Linyuan, then also knelt down.

Since the witch god is really the great god in ancient myths and legends, she should kneel down and worship.

This is the belief of the sons and daughters of China.

The sharp-eyed Wu Zhu couldn't help being surprised when he saw the sincere worship in Xian Yu's eyes.

He asked, "Could it be that the Princess has figured it out?"

Xian Yu sighed: "It's not that I figured it out, but I sincerely beg her."

"Oh? So, you also know this great god?"

"Yes, I know this great god. She may be different from the shaman god you have passed on, but she is indeed a great god of ancient mythology, Nuwa, the mother of the earth."

"Nuwa, the mother of the earth?" Wu Zhu stroked his long beard, muttering softly and thoughtfully.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "Nuwa? So, her name is Nuwa?"

Xianyu: "..." What's the matter?
I thought: Could it be that you have served this jade statue all your life and still don't know its name?
"Can you tell me the story about Mother Earth?" Wu Zhu suddenly asked with a smile.

He seems very interested in Xianyu's story.

Xian Yu bit her lip and said, "Isn't Master Wu Zhu in no hurry to sacrifice?"

"No hurry, there is still a while." He looked at the incense on the desk and said, "The sacrifice will not officially begin until these three incense sticks are burned."

After speaking, Wu Zhu ordered little Wu Zhu to set up a low table, put tea on it, and sat on the futon beside the table.

The Holy Emperor sat on the futon opposite him, as if planning to listen to a story.

The Holy Emperor said: "Xiao Yu, why don't you just talk about it!"

Xianyu took a deep breath and sat cross-legged across from them.

Mo Linyuan did not sit down, but looked at the murals around him.

Xianyu understood what he meant and took the child from him.

A lot of information can be known from the murals.

This hall is the same as the one below, surrounded by murals.

(End of this chapter)