At the underground altar, Ji Le and Huo Quzhi carefully searched every inch of land.

Not far from the altar, a roll of bamboo slips spread out was placed in a mess, on which the cause and effect of the incident were recorded.

After the ancestors of the Eastern Han Dynasty came to another world, they soon realized that they were not adapted to the soil and water, and it was difficult to have children.

"The evil of the world, all things are poisonous!"

Whether it is drinking water or food, except for the part carried by the ancestors, as long as the local items are used, toxins will accumulate in the body and affect fertility.

So, the ancestors turned to the local gods for help. At that time, the relationship between the ancestors and the native gods was not bad. Similar to other tribes, worship to some gods who can help them.

Among them, the goddess who is responsible for the abundant production is the most important.

With the help of several goddesses, the ancestors were able to maintain a balanced birth rate. Don't worry about the complete demise of your clan in another world. In order to completely solve the problem of world exclusion, the ancestors tried to create gods, and the results can be imagined.

"Sure enough, it's still a disaster of peace?" Ji Le looked at the bamboo slips and smiled bitterly.

A disaster of peace has too great an impact on the people. Such a big pot was smashed down, and the sequelae have not dissipated so far.

After the disaster of peace, the goddesses did not dare to continue to help Xia Guo reproduce heirs. And what's even more terrifying is that the birth rate of Xia Guo has been zero for three consecutive years!

In three years, not a single newborn was born.

Panic spread throughout the Nine Palaces, and many people speculated that this was God's punishment for the arrival of the Xia Kingdom.

What exacerbated the conflict was the fact that the slaves continued to give birth to their children. Their fertility rate suddenly skyrocketed, as if the children of their ancestors had been taken away by them.

The birth of countless slave babies stimulated the national sentiment to become more and more agitated, and even the persecution of innocent slaves, leading to further conflicts in the relationship between the two sides.

At this moment, the owner of the bamboo slips, that is, the son of Liegong, Yang Ke's grandfather, came up with a solution. He performs rituals through the altar, trading with a god who is not in the cloud realm. used the heirs of his own lineage in exchange for the birth rate of the Xia Kingdom.

"This god ......" Huo Quzhi walked to the altar, and the light coming from the altar made him feel familiar: "This is the altar of the Earth Mother God?

"Is it really evil?" Ji Le lowered his head and continued to read the bamboo slips: "Living sacrifices, and taking parents and children for living sacrifices, are not uncommon in the barbarian era. There are similar events in the myths of the homeland, and even many primitive tribes regard this as glory. It's just ......"

Huo Quai"""It's just that the Han people are not barbarians, and it is too cruel to kill children and sacrifice them or something. The likes of Yi Ya are in the minority after all. ”

Yes, for the Yang family, this condition is too cruel.

Ji Le stroked a passage on the bamboo slip, and his eyes fell on a child hanging in the air. The baby looked to be older than the other living offerings, about three or four years old.

This is the first sacrifice offered by the Yang family, the last child born in the Xia Kingdom after the disaster of Taiping. After this child, after a three-year window period, not a single newborn was born.

When trading with the "Earth God", Yang Ke's grandfather was forced to take out his children as sacrifices.

The whole thing, except for Yang Ke's grandfather, is only clear to Taibu. This altar was built by the two of them.

"Killing a son with a father is a heinous sin, and it will be impossible to atone for eternity. However, the country is dying, everyone does not exist, how can there be a small family?" Touching the knife marks on the bamboo slips, Ji Le could feel the helplessness of the parties.

"Although Lu Zheng helped the murderer, he was not the first evil. Let our descendants remember not to let them enter the altar. I am alone in this sin. ”

Lu Zheng is the name of Taibu. After Yang Ke's grandfather and Taibu made a plan, they did not allow Taibu to enter the altar, but let him stay outside and take care of the whole thing independently.

Even if it is just an after-the-fact record on the bamboo slips, through the knife marks, Ji Le can feel the entanglement of the parties.

Carrying his own child to the altar. You know, it's not a baby who has just been born and can't even open its eyes.

A child who is more than three years old can already speak, cry out for pain, and even call for "father".

However, it was such a child who was strangled in front of the altar by his father, whom he admired, in exchange for the reproduction of the entire Xia Kingdom.

The handwriting of the knife marks contains the emotions left by the parties. Anger, unwillingness, pain, sorrow, resentment...... But there are no regrets.

"To this day, do you still not regret it?"

In the helpless chaotic situation, a young man can only knife his eldest son in order to maintain the Xia Kingdom and support the foundation left by his father.

And this incident seems to have opened the floodgates of the devil. Then, babies died shortly after birth. There are even some aborted fetuses, which are made to be dried corpses and hung here.

Each sacrifice of a son can be exchanged for a period of stable time, so that the people can give birth to and raise with peace of mind.

Ji Le looked through the bamboo slips, and wrote down one name after another that Yang Ke's grandfather had taken for his children. There is also Yang Ke's grandfather's guilt for the three ladies.

The third lady is the grandmother of Yang Ke's lineage. At least, the family survived a young son. But the children of the first two wives, both men and women, died.

"Mrs. Di. Looking at the name of the second lady, Ji Le smiled bitterly. No matter how righteous you are, for a mother, sending her children to sacrifice one after another is an unbearable thing.

Therefore, after Mrs. Di's death, her resentment did not dissipate, and she formed a ghost to take revenge on the Yang family.

At the end of the day, these children are the most pitiful. The children hanging here simply cannot enjoy real life like their little brothers.

While thinking, Ji Le flipped through the bamboo slips, and soon came to the last page: "The death of the ten sons, the first life is safe." Only the youngest son will be saved, and my life will pay for it. ”

Ji Le squinted, and his heart sank when he saw this line of words.

Yang Ke's vein is not only a single line, but also a short-lived ghost. Since the beginning of the martyrdom, they have all died in the prime of life.

You must know that how could these people with powerful spiritual powers die suddenly? Look at Taibu, they have lived for nearly 100 years! And Zhao Zhiwen, Qian Zhenghe, and others have also lived for half a hundred years.

Why, only Yang Ke died in the prime of life?

Because, according to the terms of Yang Ke's grandfather's transaction with the "Earth God" back then, the Yang family could only leave one child as an incense inheritance. The Earth God will protect the child from thriving, but at the cost of his father's own life.

"It turns out that Yang Ke's grandfather died here?"

After the birth of his youngest son, Yang Ke's grandfather used his life as a debt to temporarily seal the altar in exchange for a period of Taiping. It was not until the child had grown to the age of twenty that the altar was re-sealed and the ritual continued.

"Looking at it this way, did Yang Ke's father also die here, and then in exchange for his growth?"

Three generations of inheritance have Yang Ke's unique innate divine power. But don't look at Yang Ke's life now. Whether he will live past the age of forty or not depends on two theories.

In the future, Yang Ke will also give his life at the altar for his children.

Huo Quzhi turned his head around behind the altar and saw a knife mark on the wall. That was the spiritual position set up by Yang Ke's father for his brothers and his children who died young.

After fumbling around, he found the hidden compartment in the wall and took out a few brocades.

is similar to bamboo slips, all of which are essay diaries written by the parties because their emotions are too intense, in order to vent their emotions.

In addition, there are suicide notes left by Yang Ke's grandfather and his father.

The content of the two suicide notes is similar, both of which persuade the son to temporarily forbear, and before there is a way to break the situation, put the country first and let go of his personal feelings.

However, in addition to this, Yang Ke's father's blood book also mentions another thing. Encourage Yang Ke to find a way to break the situation while making sacrifices, and point out the altar under the royal court and the Yang family's god-making plan, hoping to solve the problem in Yang Ke's generation.

At the end, there is another sentence: "The father has no desire, but may my son live a long life and be healthy for a long time." ”

However, for the Yang bloodline, this is the most undesirable thing.

"Ji-" Huo Quzhi originally wanted to show the things to Ji Le. But when he turned his head to look at Ji Le, the dead babies above suddenly shook in the wind.

Wind: Where does the wind come from in this underground chamber?

The dead babies opened their eyes one by one, and the green ghost light stared at Ji Le.

Huo Quzhi's face was ugly, and wisps of black qi were slowly approaching Ji Le from the ground, but Ji Le himself was still unconscious.

"Ji Le!" Huo Quzhi shouted, urging the power of the martial soul to suppress the resentment of the dead baby with the masculine blood of the warrior.

Then, he decisively put the blood book back.

"Ji Le, get out of here first!" Huo Quzhi looked at Ji Le inquiringly, but the other party didn't say a word, staring at the bamboo slips in a daze, and his expression was uncertain.

Huo Quzhi hurriedly said: "Go out first, the environment here is too depressing for you." ”

Originally, the dead babies hanging here were also supposed to be the citizens of Jiraku. But now, it has become the cornerstone of the well-being of the people in the outside world.

Ji Le lowered his head, his heart was filled with an indescribable feeling, and muttered, "It's only now that I understand." Why did Yang Ke's father promote the marriage system, and even held five blind dates a year, as well as various conditions to encourage childbirth. ”

The most fundamental reason is that he doesn't want the sacrifices he has made in his vein to be in vain. ”

The reason why the birth rate of Xia Guo has returned to normal is based on the Yang family's vein, and he exchanged his own children for blood sacrifice!

The legacy of Liegong is still there, and the throne of the Yang family continues.

How much more is this the legacy of Lie Gong alone? The Yang family has indeed paid too much for the prosperity of the Xia Kingdom.

And they didn't go against the grain. If I don't cross over, Yang Ke may become the king god, and then find a way to break this ritual curse?"

Yang is obsessed with creating gods and counteracting the rejection of the world. Because more than anyone else, they want to get rid of this fate.

Father kills son, father for son...... In this fate, I don't know how many heroes who should have fought for the country were buried?

"What does this have to do with you?" Seeing the sadness between Ji Le's eyebrows, Huo Quzhi slapped him on the shoulder. The power of the martial soul shattered the negative emotions that enveloped him.

The black gas near Ji Le is the negative emotions left here.

The national spirit could have felt the emotions of the people, and the negative emotions resonated with Ji Le's own emotions, and they flocked to Ji Le, but Huo Qu's illness was not affected.

Seeing that Ji Le didn't move, Huo Qubing forced him to leave. Otherwise, under the stimulation of this negative environment, Ji Le felt the despair of Yang Ke's ancestors and grandchildren, and maybe he would go completely crazy!

The two silently withdrew from the altar.

After leaving the Chengtian Palace, Huo Quzhi pulled Ji Le to a spiritual platform in the distance to calm down.

Walking out of the underground altar, Ji Le's emotions gradually recovered, and he was no longer infected by the resentment left underground.

"Alright, you can go back to sleep tonight. Seeing Ji Le's negative state subside, Huo Quzhi was a little relieved: "Let Yu Yu and them come over tomorrow to clean up for you, don't think too much about other things." ”

"Don't think about it, how is it possible?" Ji Le said: "Bi Yao, accompany me to find Wu Li, there are some things to verify." ”

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