Unexpectedly, the city lord of Ji said with a smile: "I understand the meaning of the envoy for a long time, Katsuo, the night banquet is about to start, you better sit back." ”

Ji Shengnan said with some disappointment: "Yes." ”

Although Jiu Wentian has no expression on his face now, in fact, his heart has blossomed, but he didn't expect Ji Anan to really not find trouble for himself, but this can't be sure, after all, there are still many days to come, and no one knows if Ji Anan has written down this hatred.

Gu Zhengwen stared at Jiu Wentian a little speechlessly, and said in his heart that Jiu Wentian, this kid, can even easily resolve this kind of thing?

Next, the city lord Ji said: "Long envoy, the night banquet is about to start, please enjoy it." ”

"Definitely, definitely. Jiu Wentian said with a smile.

To say that the highlight of this night banquet is definitely not in the front, those men who sing and dance are really nothing to look at, Jiu Wentian only cares about eating with his head down throughout the whole process, and he said that there is really a difference between the Kyushu continent, most of the food in the old city is running on the ground, but in Fengcheng, eating is swimming in the sea. But this seafood is really delicious, and these fish and shrimp that I have never seen before taste really delicious.

When I was feasting on the sky for a long time, a group of people wearing strange masks such as cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods suddenly appeared, and the masks of those people looked as big as half of their bodies, and they were put on their heads like this, and it looked like their bodies were a little narrow. However, after taking a closer look, Jiu Wentian found that the painting on this mask was somewhat similar to the painting style on these four totems.

It seems that this should be a member of the demon family, and the atmosphere of this appearance has become serious, and the expressions of the people who were originally giggling have also become serious at this time. Jiu Wentian didn't dare to talk, so he could only watch this weird "play" silently.

It can be said to be a joke, but it is silent, and the people in the masks use strange dances to express a story to them, as if it were the truth about the birth of mankind. Jiu Wentian saw it all in his eyes, and after Jiu Wentian's relay, it was like this......

At first, two masked men stood in the center, and then other demon gods came to pay their respects, kneeling on the ground and raising their hands above their heads, as if holding something. Jiu Wentian felt that this was a tribute to the Demon God King, otherwise he wouldn't have made this one, it seems that this paragraph is to express the existence of the Demon God.

Later, with a wave of the Demon God King's big hand, one person fell to the ground, and the rest of the Demon God went over to stab him to death, and then threw him outside the round platform. The demon god took on the form of a human (with the mask removed) and lived outside the platform. Another Demon God King waved his hand, and the other was thrown down and turned into a human like this.

After that, with a wave of the demon god king's arm, all the people on the ground looked at the sky in fear, as if there was wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and with another wave of a human being, he died. Then the Demon God King came to the edge of the round platform and opened his arms to the group of humans, and the humans began to worship and sacrifice the body of one of them, and finally the Demon God King retreated to the center of the round platform, and the humans lived happily.

After the play was over, the group of people also took off their masks and stood in the center of the round platform, the group of people was similar to primitive people, whether it was clothing, appearance or face, they all had the color of primitive people. couldn't help but make Jiu Wentian wonder if this group of people was really primitive. However, combined with the belief of the demon god, it is almost understandable that he has heard the sky for a long time.

The group of people looked at Ji Anan after taking off their masks, and the Ji City Lord said, "Lord Demon, you can start." ”

The woman who played the Demon God King just now looked to be forty or fifty years old, but her charm was still there, and her figure was also very good. The woman nodded towards Ji Annan, it seemed that this person was the demon lord in the mouth of the lord of Ji City. Then the group formed a circle, and the demon master drew a strange combination of lines out of red liquid in the circle.

Gu Zhengwen stared at this line with wide eyes, and couldn't help but gasp, but he didn't say anything.

Jiu Wentian can't understand these ghost talismans at all, in Jiu Wentian's opinion, it's just the same as those who danced the gods in the previous life, but there are still many magical things in this world, and Jiu Wentian doesn't want to comment too much.

As the night wore on, only the torches and moonlight on the four stone pillars were more transparent, and there were some other people standing there with torches to illuminate the whole platform, and there was no other light. But when the woman finished drawing in the circle and began to dance some strange dances inside, and the people in the circle also danced, Jiu Wentian thought that this kind of thing was a little redundant.

Or can the demon gods really see these dancing people, or can they understand what kind of dance they are dancing?

But then Jiu Wentian was slapped in the face by the speed of light, because the red liquid in the circle suddenly emitted a red light, and the red light was not strong, but it just illuminated the lines like ghost drawings, like a small light bulb in a leather tube, these seven-seven-eighty-eight lines don't seem to have any rules at all, why is there such a magical thing?

Is there really a demon god? Jiu Wentian opened his mouth wide and watched as those lines slowly turned into a person's name, it turned out that these lines meant something like this. But when the name was displayed in front of everyone's eyes, even Jiu Wentian almost fell off the stool.

Is that...... Ji Xingwen!

Seeing this, Gu Zhengwen couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart, Is it really such a coincidence? Could it really be that this kind of thing has happened? Do the people of the demon family want the eldest prince to come and make sacrifices? If it is said that in previous years, this situation has never happened, but now it seems that the formation of this name may not be the hands and feet of the demon family?

The lord of Ji City was also stunned for a moment, there is a toast every year, this is not big compared to other sacrifices, it stands to reason that Ji Xingwen has to pick a big day even if he becomes a living sacrifice, why is it now? Although Ji Annan has no reason to refuse, but in the final analysis, she is also Ji Xingwen's mother, or the eldest son of Fengcheng, is it a bit of a fuss to die at such a time?

The people of the demon family were also stunned when they saw this name, but then said: "City Lord Ji, we can't control the thoughts of Lord Demon God, whose family is whose family over the years, please understand it." ”

This is obviously a polite remark, and the meaning is clearly that you don't want to fool the past because you think it's your son, so many people are watching, if you dare to say a word, then the position of the city lord will definitely be threatened.

City Lord Ji smiled and said, "I naturally have to abide by the decision of Lord Demon God, Xingwen, you have also seen it, this is not something that people can control, you are also older, it is time to understand some reason." ”

Jiu Wentian and Gu Zhengwen didn't go to see Ji Xingwen, except for the two of them, the rest of the people were staring at Ji Xingwen and talking, and Ji Xingwen's voice suddenly came from Jiu Wentian's ears, which was an extremely desperate and low voice, "I obey the decision of the demon god." ”

Seeing this, the city lord Ji didn't say anything anymore, anyway, in her eyes, Ji Xingwen was just a chess piece, she had to die early and late, but she didn't die where she felt she was on the right track, and losing Ji Xingwen also won the support of the people of Fengcheng, why not do it? After Ji Xingwen died, he cried for a while, letting others know that he was also a kind-hearted mother, and how to do this kind of business was his own benefit.

But what Ji Annan didn't know was that at this time, Ji Xingwen's mind was already overturned, and he was not thinking about how to escape or live, but really despairing of this world. He had seen the names of every man appear in the circle, but their mothers showed no mercy, as if they had been raised only as living sacrifices.

He thought that he was the eldest son of Fengcheng and could avoid this matter, but he didn't expect Ji Anan to still not care about it, even if it was a sorry word, but no. Ji Xingwen couldn't stand such a big humiliation, he had already thought about it, and when the night banquet was over, he would return to his house and commit suicide, he wanted to use his death to protest to the world.

Although it is only in vain, ...... At least he died with dignity.

In Ji Xingwen's eyes, it is of course the most important thing for people to be alive, he thinks that he has seen a lot of life and death, but this is all man-made, and the life and death of those people are painful. If you are going to die, you must be the most dignified.

Jiu Wentian felt that this man was desperate for the world, and he didn't want to resist anymore, either he was ready to escape, otherwise he couldn't be like this. This attitude of complete obedience was simply incomprehensible to Jiu Wentian.

The demon lord said to Ji Annan: "City Lord Ji, if there is nothing to do, we will go back and rest first." ”

"Of course, the demon lord should rest and take care of his body. City Lord Ji smiled.

Then the feast ended with a dance of a group of men, who seemed to have come here to see whose man was going to die tonight, or to witness this amazing ritual.

At this time, it was only eight or nine o'clock in the evening, but the night was terriblely dark, and the moon was also covered by clouds, Jiu Wentian sat on the chair, Gu Zhengwen lay on the bed and said: "Wentian, don't be entangled, this is the tradition of others, and it is impossible for us to interfere, besides, you have no relationship with the eldest son, at most it is a one-sided relationship, you don't need to think about this and that for him." Let's get a good night's sleep, leave early tomorrow morning, don't say anything, and stay any longer to avoid problems. ”

Jiu Wentian nodded and said, "Well, I know Big Brother Gu, you can sleep first, I'll sleep later." ”

"Okay, but Wentian, what do you think is the origin of this line tonight?" Brother Gu said thoughtfully: "If you want me to say that it doesn't look like it's being controlled by someone, it really seems to be alive." ”