"What you want, I'll give it to you." The voice repeated for the third time.

"Where is she?" I asked.

"Sacrifice, where is your sacrifice?" The voice asked.

The hooks on the altar vibrated together, the tips of the hooks rubbing against the stones, bursting with sparks. The weighing rods and weighing pans on the side of the altar also swayed, as if to remind me of the Buddhist story of "cutting meat and feeding eagles".

For Gu Qingcheng, I am willing to give everything, even if it is to follow the Buddhist scriptures to cut meat to feed eagles and sacrifice myself to feed tigers. As long as she can reappear in the world, I am willing to do anything.

"How much do you want?" I asked.

"How much can you give?" The voice asked rhetorically.

"I can give you everything you want." I said resolutely.

"I want your heart, a bloody, living heart." The voice said.

I was swayed by a strange emotion of impulsiveness, generosity, passion, and determination, and my left hand lifted my clothes at once, revealing my heart.

"Give it to you, and she'll live?" I asked.

"That's right." The voice replied.

I flicked my right wrist and the knife landed on my fingertips.

In the ancient Zhanghui novels, the heroes who gathered in the mountains and forests were good at making sobering soup with the hearts of living people, cutting out their hearts on the spot, burning, frying, cooking, and boiling soup on the spot, achieving a good scenery in the green forest world.

Moreover, in the ancient Shang period, a generation of famous people also dissected their hearts to cure the adulterous concubine Daji. When the heart is gone, people die in anger, there is no doubt about this.

If my mind is clear enough, I should know that I have fallen into a fanatic, insane way, unable to control my mind and body, and completely at the mercy of the voice. It's a pity that as soon as I saw Gu Qingcheng's back, my heart had already burst the embankment, and I instantly became a prisoner of that voice.

This should be a variant of the "Soul Shifting Dafa", and I won't be hit if I'm not 100% prepared.

I aimed the tip of the knife at my left chest, and the blade was slightly cold, causing my heart to beat faster involuntarily.

"With a knife down, she was freed." The voice said.

"Well, as long as she is safe, I am willing to sacrifice my life to fulfill it." I exerted a force on my right wrist, and the tip of the knife immediately sank into the flesh.

I didn't feel any pain, only Gu Qingcheng's smiling face in front of me. In a trance, I felt like I was doing something that pleased her, and the sooner I finished it, the sweeter the smile on her face became.

Suddenly, there was a strange scene in front of my eyes, a burning scroll was burning in the air, and the orange-red flames kept rolling upward, and wherever it passed, the scroll turned into cyan ashes.

The scroll whirled in mid-air, and suddenly it lunged at me.

I saw clearly, the scroll is painted is the rebound pipa picture, the dancing girl in the painting uses the stunt of rebounding the pipa, the body is flying, the ten fingers are playing, the smile is like a spring flower, and the style is peerless.

"That's my memory, that's the bouncing pipa picture in my memory...... Where is it? It's what I'm chasing, it's a mystery that I have to solve in this life. I can't die, at least now, I haven't figured out the meaning of this painting, I died without knowing it, what face does Jiuquan go down to see my parents? There is not only love in life, there are many more important things, which are more important and greater than love, isn't it? I suddenly woke up, the five fingers of my right hand were loosened, and the sharp knife fell to the ground.

I looked down and saw that I had stood on the altar at some point, and had completely regarded myself as a coveted sacrifice.

That distant vague memory saved me, and it made me leap out of the swamp of love and become extremely sober.

The scary thing is that I had at least six hooks on my ankles that buckled me in three directions. If I delay for a few more seconds, I'll literally be sacrificing myself.

I stooped down to remove the hook, jumped off the altar, and examined the knife in my chest.

In the psychedelia, the sharp knife entered the flesh half an inch, leaving a deep wound.

On the stone wall, Gu Qingcheng's shadow disappeared, leaving only the giant white eye.

"What the hell are you?" I asked.

I didn't get any response, and the stone wall seemed to have lost its aura and could no longer speak. The only thing that could prove that everything was not an illusion was the charcoal in front of the stone wall and the wound on my chest.

To be on the safe side, I temporarily retreated to the entrance of the cave while monitoring the situation inside and outside the cave.

Illusion deception is not a new trick, and the reason why I was able to overcome the illusion and avoid immortality stemmed from the fragment of memory of the bouncing pipa diagram deep in my heart.

If it weren't for that, I'd have become a monster sacrifice.

When Shalo returned, he was followed by a young man who carried an unconscious woman on his shoulder.

"What do you mean? Do you want to sacrifice this man? I asked.

Shalo panted and nodded, "Yes...... That's it, as long as the eye asks for it, I will do it immediately, without delay. ”

He gasped heavily, and his lips turned dark purple due to lack of oxygen.

"What is it?" I asked.

"The messenger of the ambush or the messenger of the ambush." Shalo replied.

"It's nothing, it's just a trick of charlatans. You are too deep into the play, and you can't tell the truth from the false, right and wrong. I said.

"Of course it is real, with supreme divine power." Sha Luo shook his head, "Mr. Long, don't speculate, use your own superficial knowledge to measure everything. ”

I tried to persuade him, but he waved his hand and walked past me and into the depths of the cave.

I sat down and stroked the wound, feeling a little stunned.

It was out of trust in Lady Ice and Shalo that I came here, but Shalo didn't help me much.

I felt like I was caught in a huge whirlpool, unable to move on my own, and could only passively join everyone else, spinning with the whirlpool.

"The only way to do that is to blow up the temple – of course, it could also cause Jian Rong to disappear forever and become a petrified statue. However, it is necessary to make a decision, and not lose your way in this process of moving on to the crowd.

I turned into the cave and saw from afar that the woman had been placed on the altar, but she did not struggle, as if she had been knocked unconscious.

After a while, the young man walked out slowly, stood ten paces away from me, sat down against the stone wall, put his hands on his cheeks, and kept his face bitter and did not speak.

He was dressed in a shabby leather jacket, with jeans and leather boots with many tears on his bottom, and he knew at a glance that he was a poor peasant from a nearby town.

I suspect that Shalo used hypnotism on him to make him look like this lost soul.

"Kaya would have a good life, with a big house, a big fireplace, a big dining table, a big sofa...... The dining table was filled with roast goose and fruit, and the bed in the bedroom was covered with a velvet quilt...... "The young man's voice floated as soft as snow in the sky."

It is the dream of the poor, who are full of desire for material life, but never think about how to realize their dreams step by step.

If "dreams" represent "dreams, ideals", then they spend most of their time "dreaming" and generally lack "ideals".

I was not interested, and even somewhat disdainful, in Shalo's actions.

What he did to the poor was disgusting, because he had become the monster's minions, completely dehumanized.

I can't comfort this young man, there are too many such people in the world, even if they teach him the most precious truths and show him the brightest path, he will not be moved, he will just stop where he is, continue to complain about the heavens and others, and go through this life in a state of confusion.

"A lot of money...... We will soon have a large sum of money, buy a large estate, and live the life of a rich man. Of course, of course we can be rich, as we dreamed of......" The young man's voice choked, his face pressed to his knees, and he sobbed lowly.

Whether it was out of Shalo's demagoguery or not, the young man had already sent his woman to the altar, which was equivalent to ruining his own happiness with his own hands.

There is no shame in being poor, but it is the greatest shame for men to sell their personality and women in order to change poverty.

"Mr. Long, things have taken a turn for the better." Shalo called me behind my back.

I looked into the cave and saw no of him, but a young woman walked towards me.

"Things have taken a turn for the better, but we still need some preparation." The woman spoke, but it was Shalo's voice.

I stood up and strode over.

There is no doubt that Shalo did not know how to transform into that woman.

"The Caucasus Mountains have collapsed, and the mountains have cracked through them, and we will be able to go to the shelter of the ambushes. This time, I need your full help to eliminate the Bush and put the world back under human control. The woman said.

I didn't ask much, just nodded, "Let me do what?" Go ahead. ”

The woman pulled something out of her sleeve and quickly shoved it into me.

"Go outside the cave and fire flares, Lady Ice's men have been picking us up within a kilometer. Tell them to prepare enough to overthrow the Northern Hemisphere*, and follow us down to destroy the Ambush in one fell swoop. The woman said.

I tightened my grip on the flare gun, immediately turned around, quickly got out of the hole, pulled the trigger towards the sky, and a flare rose into the air, rose more than ten meters high and exploded with a bang, turning into a cloud of red smoke, flying in the wind, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow.

Only five minutes later, two teams of special police officers silently touched from the north and south.

This is the elite unit of the great northern powers, well-trained and capable, although there are more than a hundred people acting at the same time, there is not the slightest superfluous noise.

"Mr. Long, we are the person in charge of the operation, and Madame Bing has given the order, and we have full authority under your command." Two middle-aged men in heavy gear reported to me.

"Where's Lady Ice?" I was a little disappointed.

Since Shalo is no longer worth relying on, I hope that there will be a super master like Lady Ice here, and everyone will discuss their next move.

"Madame Ice is with Mr. Miyankov, waiting for news of our triumph." Both replied at the same time.

I know that the top of the mountain is dangerous, and those big people who are used to being in the war room will never risk their lives.

For them, the interests of a major country are also child's play, and only their own security and personal power are the most important. At critical moments, you can betray anyone in order to sit back and relax.

I conveyed Shalo's order to the captains of both teams, and they immediately turned around and arranged.

It wasn't until now that I understood what Charlo meant. He found a "woman", which was precisely to meet the needs of the Fu Pack, and thus obtained the opportunity to get close to the Fu Pack.

The dowagon is uncontrollable, which is the biggest fear of Miyankov, Lady Ice, Shalo and others. They are more willing to fight against people than to face this huge divine beast in nature. So, in the face of a common enemy, they formed a temporary coalition to first eliminate the Futuo and then talk about the national policy.

When the national disaster is at the head, the husband is responsible.

This kind of alliance is the wisest move, just like the United Anti-Japanese Front established by the mainland in those years.

Sha Luo can have such a far-sighted sense of crisis, and can be said to be a person who truly knows how to govern the country and control the overall situation.

The second time I entered the cave, twenty plastic* pieces had been strapped under my coat, and ten more* were in the sheath of my belt.

This time, I saw Shalo, who had fallen into a "rigid" state. He stood on the side of the altar, leaned forward slightly, and made a gesture of supporting the woman.

Strictly speaking, the current situation is that Shalo and the woman have had a soul swap. Or, another theory is also true, that is, Shalo completely reversed the appearance of the two people in a short period of time through an ingenious disguise technique.

Anyway, when I stood side by side with Shalo, he looked like a "woman".

With a bang, the mountain shook slightly, and a downward slope appeared under the stone wall, leading to the boundless darkness.

Shalo took the lead and descended the stone steps.

I followed, holding my scabbard with both hands, slightly nervous.

Detonating* to kill a monster is easy, but in a closed environment, even a very small detonation can cause a huge shock with immeasurable and tragic consequences.

In modern warfare, troops make extensive use of remote-controlled detonation and timed self-detonation in order to reduce the unnecessary losses of demolition personnel.

When I was young, I did things with little regard for the results, doing whatever I wanted, and despising all dangers. Now, on the one hand, I am getting older, and on the other hand, I feel a heavy responsibility on my shoulders.

The steps are slippery, the route is twisty, and the light is extremely blurred. After a dozen turns, Shalo in front had become out of breath.

None of us dared to speak, and our minds kept sketching out the scene after seeing Fu Tuo.

The picture is poor, and the battle is about to break out. We must confront an angry monster and always take "crisis resolution and personal safety into account".

"Here we are...... Coming, coming......" A voice came from the darkness.

I listened intently to see if it was a real monster making a noise or a charlatan pretending to be a ghost.

"Come this way, come this way." The voice rang in front of the right.

Shalo stopped and announced to me in a very small voice: "Listen to my orders, ready to detonate at any time." ”

My heart sank, he was a madman, and if he detonated here, he would be killed with the enemy, and it would be the two of us who would kill ourselves.

"This time, the Caucasus Mountains are going to collapse." Shalo continued.