"Gentleman!" When Xia Jiumei rushed over, she saw Jun Ci standing tall, and Qi Yun's corpse beside her had already shed blood, staining the grass and soil under her red. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A stream of sour water poured up from her stomach, and the ninth sister covered her mouth to resist the urge to retch, and approached the hibiscus on the other side.

"Hibiscus, hibiscus?" She half-picked up the hibiscus and snorted awkwardly: "There is still gas, she still has gas." ”

"She's hurt and bruised, she needs to recuperate, so let's send her back first." Jun Ci stood aside, like a tall jade man, noble and refined.

The ninth sister looked up, but at the moment when Jun Ci turned around, she saw a few drops of blood on her waist on both sides.

The group soon set off on their journey.

Back at Xia's house, Hibiscus received the best treatment, but he was not able to wake up.

Jun Ci no longer came to the door because he wanted to preside over the court sacrifice, but the doubts in Xia Jiumei's heart spread like wildfire.

In fact, this matter is leaky.

From Qi Yun's surprise to her taking away the hibiscus, it can be explained by wanting to snatch the Nine Fortune Jade Beads, and Jun Ci's performance is also normal.

But she just thinks that all this is too coincidental.

Qi Yun's sickly and sluggish face suddenly appeared on her way back to the city, and Mu Hibiscus grabbed the dagger and looked at her, it was clear that she had something to say, all of this seemed to be logical, but it was always faintly weird.

But let the ninth sister have a headache when she thought about it, and she didn't understand the connection between them.

Because Jun Ci had nothing to do and the time was too hasty, since she returned home, all the things that should be done for the sacrifice were assigned.

As the carving girl of the Xia family, she has too many things to prepare, and she is even so busy every day that she has no time to take care of anything else.

The ninth sister sometimes even feels that this is premeditated, and someone is deliberately distracting her.

But who has such great ability to distract her Xia family carving girl's energy?

Xia Jiumei was slightly distracted, and the ritual drill was a little worse.

But she only thought of one person, and that was her father Xia Yongqing.

Now, she is different from the Xia Wenshu who is bullied, and the only person who can keep her busy is Master Xia.

But why did my father do this?

He has always been so loving and devoted to her, it is impossible for him to join forces with others to harm her.

Therefore, Xia Jiumei could only tell herself that all this was a coincidence, and that she was too sensitive and careful.

There are only two days left before the sacrifice, Xia Wenye has not come back yet, the Lin family has begun to be anxious, and even Lord Xia has sent someone to urge, and finally got the news that Xia Wenye will return to the city quickly the day before the festival.

The Xia family was relieved, and at the same time, the hibiscus also woke up.

Her eyes were dull and her pupils were dilated, and the doctor said that it was a disease of lost soul, and she should have hurt her brain before.

When Xia Jiumei heard the news, she rushed over deliberately, and she was still wearing a gorgeous red sacrifice dress, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hibiscus, how are you?" Although the girl is dressed up, she still behaves as before, and is not pretentious.

Hibiscus saw her open mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, but her eyes rolled, and she stretched out her hand, as if she couldn't control her fingers.

"What's wrong?" The ninth sister wanted to take her hand, but she opened it, and the pupils that had just condensed were dilated again, and she failed to give effective instructions, and she fell asleep.

Xia Jiumei's eyes were cold, and Hibiscus definitely had something to say, and it was very urgent.

But she was too weak to open her mouth at all.

The ninth sister looked down at herself, where was she more noticeable? There was a twinkle in the girl's eyes, and she quickly went through the things in her mind.

"Miss, it's time to get in the car!" Someone outside urged, Xia Jiumei came out of the house and boarded the carriage.

At this time, the hibiscus fingers on the sickbed trembled slightly, becoming the only movement in the empty room.

Quietly, Hibiscus opened her eyes.

She lifted the quilt to clean herself, put on a cloak and walked out of the room, silently following the team to the Lingding Palace.

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The court sacrifice is the birthday of the witch god, so on this day every year, incense will be lit everywhere in the Great Zhou Dynasty to worship the Lingding.

Each county with a Lingding will elect a certain number of families to sacrifice on behalf of the people of a county, and the selection criterion is, of course, the quality of the spirit carving taken out by each family, which is called the fighting sacrifice.

And every year there will be a lot of grace to give, so the major sacrificial families will also harvest a lot, as for the other families who have not been selected, they can only return home to sacrifice their own clans, if the quality of the spirit carving is excellent, maybe you can also get grace.

As for Junshan County, because it is close to Junshan Mountain, the jade mine is abundant, and it is also the ancestral home of the two major spirit carvers of the Xia Jialin family, so it has nine places for this kind of family sacrifice.

The Xia family is naturally in the first place.

As a carving girl, Xia Jiumei's position is naturally very good, she stands on the viewing platform on both sides of the high platform, and sees the grand sacrificial scene clearly.

She frowned slightly, only thinking that it was not worth consuming so much manpower and material resources to sacrifice.

Those so-called "good fortunes" are not worth a variety of grains, and picking some fruits can satisfy their stomachs, but the people do not understand this truth, and would rather cut down on food and clothing to buy a piece of inferior jade to sacrifice, and even become slaves of the nobles for this reason.

"Hey." Xia Jiumei sighed, the organization of the Witch King Palace is deep-rooted, but sooner or later it will drain the blood of the people.

She didn't think far-reaching, but she could still foresee that this large-scale "waste" was destined to make people's lives worse and worse, and their status became more and more humble.

"Shu'er, what are you thinking?" Master Xia stood on one side, singing and dancing on the stage, and Jun Ci also sat directly above to accept everyone's worship.

"I ...... I'm wondering why my brother hasn't arrived yet. Xia Jiumei restrained her mind, now is indeed not the time for her to worry about the country and the people, the girl's right hand is subconsciously placed on the elbow of her left arm when she speaks.

Master Xia's brows furrowed deeply, and he also felt faintly uneasy, but when he saw Xia Wenshu's movements, he secretly took a cool breath.

He only found out that Xia Sui had a birthmark on his elbow that day, so he is now very sensitive to any movements of the Ninth Sister and the goddess, let alone stroking his elbow, but he concealed it well.

"It's okay, it's delayed, and no one dares to say anything." Xia Yongqing was a little proud, his carving girl opened a bloody gall golden rooster, who would find fault with Xia Wenye boringly.

This is also the advantage of the Xia family's carving girl system, a carving girl, a Xia family's suzerain, supporting each other, and their status is as stable as a mountain.

"Yes." The ninth sister nodded, but her brows did not stretch.

It was precisely because of the mutual horns between the sect master of the Xia family and the carving girl that she was worried that if someone wanted to target her, how could she let Xia Wenye go.

"The ritual begins." Bai Ting priest said loudly, and looked at Xia Wenshu unconsciously, that girl was bright and dazzling, even in the field, she was a dazzling existence, and now, she was about to go on stage.

"Please come to the stage and fight the sacrifice."

Master Xia nodded, Xia Wenshu took the tray that Mu Qing had been holding beside him, and walked to the stage in the middle of the viewing platform with his head held high.