The mayor agreed. But when my mother was taken as a human sacrifice, he repented and drove me out. Ah Mao said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that a few of us were too young to meet the conditions for being sacrifices, the mayor would have taken us to sacrifice." ”

She asked softly, "The townspeople, do you have any problem with such a living sacrifice?"

"What can they say? It's not them who are dead. Ah Mao sneered coldly and said, "On the contrary, after these poor ghosts in the town died, they didn't drag others down, and begged for rain for them, and they died well and deservedly!" Although he said coldly, there was a vicious look in his eyes, and he obviously had a deep hatred in his heart.

She sighed inwardly. This kind of thing of human sacrifice, not to mention here, is not uncommon in ancient China, from the clan era to the Shang Dynasty has always had this precedent, until the Spring and Autumn Period Confucianism advocated "benevolence and righteousness", the wind of human sacrifice gradually faded.

She even knew that in this mysterious world, although the lives of mortals were like mustard, they were sometimes very useful, such as sacrifices, such as refining longevity pills...... Take Yin Jiu Yu as an example, if his cultivation is to be advanced, the soul power required is calculated in units of mortal soul power.

And what Mao said is the commonality that is deep in the hearts of human beings. If there is no human sacrifice to pray for rain, then the whole town will die, and now only a few unlucky people can be sacrificed in exchange for the lives of thousands of people, this deal is a good deal! As for who will die, I'm sorry, as long as it's not myself.

And she was a little curious about how the goddess solved the drought. You must know that the ability to call the wind and rain on a large scale is not possessed by ordinary monks. She also had to stay in town for the night. Why don't you go and have a look?

Thinking of this, she whispered to Ah Mao: "There is a rain prayer ceremony recently, take me to see it." ”

"Yes. You're in luck. He looked at the sky. "The goddess would pray for rain in the back mountain in the afternoon. ”

Ning Xiaoxian let go of him, and the child went outside the alley to tell his friends. When all the children were gone, he turned around and said, "Let's go." ”

Outside of this town, there is a small hill, which is very yin in her eyes and shaped like a tomb bag, and feng shui is not only bad. On the contrary, there is a bit of a feeling of a fierce place, and there is still resentment lingering on it. Ning Xiaoxian frowned and said, "This little hill has also been dead before, right?"

Ah Mao looked at her in surprise: "How do you know?" and then remembered that this woman was different from ordinary people. The two little birds on his shoulders also looked very unusual, could they be the living immortals that adults often say? But he offended her first, how could the immortals be so kind to spare him from dying, and give him a big silver ingot?

"There were many robbers who entered the village and looted here. "Ah Mao said. "There has been a big drought out there this year. There are a lot of people who come to us to commit crimes, and the mayor of the town has ordered people to bring them here, kill them and bury them. ”

I'm afraid, it's not just as simple as killing them, right? With such a deep resentment, I'm afraid that these "bandits" will suffer a lot when they die. She frowned secretly.

There is a small shrine on the mountain, which worships the god of abundant grains, but the wind and rain have been blowing all year round, and the tablets have changed color. There is a shrine in front of the shrine, but it is painted red and painted gold. Now a candle the size of an arm has been lit and three sticks of incense have been lit. Five animals were also put on the table. When she and Ah Mao arrived, the small glade was already full of people on the third floor and the outer three floors, and it seemed that there was indeed a ceremony to worship the heavens in the afternoon.

Not far from the case, there were five people sitting or standing, their faces were all pale, and the two who were sitting were still trembling, it seemed that this was the living sacrifice to be offered. At this time, the mayor of the town, who was identified by Ah Mao, walked over, and one of them immediately grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said: "You, you promised me that as long as I voluntarily come as this sacrifice, the debt owed by my family to you will be written off, and you will also cover the dowry of my daughter's marriage next year......"

The mayor snatched the corner of his coat out of his hand, patted it, and said, "Yes, what you did for the town, I will remember." Just go on the road with peace of mind. The man's face was as pale as earth, but he said no more.

After a while, someone shouted, "The goddess is here!" The crowd immediately parted, and a half-aged with a slightly dark complexion, but a three-point color on her face, wearing a wide robe and big sleeves, slowly walked in. Everyone looked at her with a little awe.

Ning Xiaoxian's eyes widened immediately, because at this moment, in her eyes, this woman did not have any spiritual power on her, and she was definitely not a monster, she was just a mortal!

Can a mortal ask for rain? A mortal can do something that many monks can't?

The goddess walked behind the case and did not speak, but closed her eyes and thought. Of course, everyone in the audience didn't dare to take a breath, and just waited quietly for the following.

As soon as Shen Shi (3 o'clock in the afternoon) arrived, the goddess opened her eyes and said in a loud voice, "The hour is up!" Her voice was so sharp that she only felt a lot of trouble in her ears. Ning Xiaoxian's eyes flashed, because from this shout, she heard that this goddess actually had the ability to "shock the soul". It stands to reason that only a person with supernatural powers can transport spiritual power and demonic power to be so deafening, but how can she, a mortal, do this shocking to the hearts of ordinary people?

Qizai also whispered in her ear: Interesting.

Next, the goddess took out a few yellow paper talismans and pasted them on the hearts of the five people who had already knelt down, and then actually took out a three-foot-long peachwood sword from her arms, tapped a few times on these yellow paper talismans, and began to sing and dance. Ning Xiaoxian's eyes widened, isn't this the legendary "Jumping God"? In this world, you can actually see it?

It's a pity that she can't understand a word of the words sung in the mouth of this goddess. You must know that before the Changtian retreat, she poured the ancient characters and demon scripts into the jade slips and asked her to study them carefully. He is a monster, Xi's supernatural powers are naturally written in demon script, and when he is sober, he can translate the text of his god and human race to her, but after he settles down, he can't be a universal translator, she can only study it by herself. Therefore, in addition to practicing supernatural powers, she has one more thing to do in the past six months, that is, to learn these strange words every day.

Alas, it's really drunk to come to this world and still have to study cultural classes.

However, she thought that she had studied hard, but she still couldn't tell what the goddess was talking about, but although the voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it had an indescribable rhythm, not like gibberish. She wondered in her heart: "Could it be that this goddess prays for rain in a language I have never heard before?"

Looking closely at the middle-aged woman's peachwood sword analogy, it is not easy to do. The more she looked at it, the more solemn her expression became, and she actually recognized that what the other party had outlined was an ancient oracle bone script.

At the beginning of the birth of writing, it was originally the only magic weapon for human beings to communicate with heaven and earth, not to mention that what this woman drew was oracle bone inscription, the oldest writing in the world. Ning Xiaoxian's mind expanded, and the words outlined by this woman were slowly finalized in her mind, forming the ten big characters of "Heaven enjoys, Pingyang rainfall cloth moistened"!

She gestured like this, humming and singing, as if she used all her strength for every word she ticked, and the peachwood sword trembled even more, as if she was about to fly out of her hand unsteadily in the next moment. When she thought of it, she was already sweating profusely, her face was as white as paper, and even her body was shaky. Fortunately, the stroke of the last word was finally completed, and when the last vertical of the word "Ze" was split like a knife, a thunderclap suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.

At this time, there was no cloud, and this time it was really called a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook the whole small hill and made everyone feel uncertain. However, the expressions on everyone's faces were only amazed, not afraid, and they thought that they had seen this meeting many times, and they were familiar with it.

Only Ning Xiaoxian was not calm, because at this moment, she clearly felt that there was a qi machine between heaven and earth that was being moved.

In just a few dozen breaths, there were rolling dark clouds in the eastern sky -- what a hell of a thing, she had been flying high in the sky before, and she could clearly see that the eastern sky was also clear, where did this cloud come from? And there was a faint flash of electric lightning in the cloud.

The sun was quickly blocked, dark clouds overheaded, and the wind raged in the city.

Before long, the raindrops the size of soybeans really fell from the sky! The rain came so violently that it smashed the trees on the hills and nodding their heads frequently, hitting people in the faces, and even hurting a little.

The mortals on the ground were not surprised, but just cheered, presumably before going out, they had already instructed the mother-in-law at home to take the container and pick up the rootless water. Ah Mao turned his head to Ning Xiaoxian and said, "There are several large ponds dug in the town, which are specially used to store rain. But seeing her frowning, she seemed to have encountered something she couldn't understand. He said in his heart: "It seems that even she doesn't know the methods of this god-wife." It's not surprising that she's probably not a great immortal either. ”

You know, even if a monk in the infancy stage drives the "Ganlin Talisman" or the Water Transformation Technique, which is only effective within two zhang of his side, what this goddess summons is a torrential rain that can wash a hundred miles of the range!

How was she able to do this, and try it again and again?

While everyone was cheering, Ning Xiaoxian's eyes were staring at the five sacrifices on the ground. These five people were silent at the moment, they were already dead, and the skin of their whole bodies was tightly pressed to their bones, and they looked like they were in shape, what a tragic word, as if they had been drained of flesh and blood in that short quarter of an hour just now.

She is no stranger to such a death. In the underground secret chamber of Rock City, in the cave of the trapped Dragon Snow Mountain, she saw this tragic situation, which was the remarkable feature of mortals who had their whole body essence and blood extracted. Did this woman really sacrifice her human life to the heavens? And God also took the lives of these five people in exchange for rain?

On the other hand, the face of the goddess is also very blue, as if she is about to fall when the wind blows. It seems that performing such a rain prayer technique is not without loss for herself. (To be continued......)