The clean-up went well, and after an hour, the dust in the distance had gradually subsided.

The person in charge of cleaning up came out of the dust, took off his goggles and mask, cleaned the sand off his head, shook the sand off his clothes, and then identified the direction and waved to us.

Qiao Er and the others met and walked over there.

I asked as I walked: "Second master, Wen Xianbao's group has been here once, will there be nothing left......

There is some truth to me saying this, judging from the time it takes to clean up now, it is entirely possible that Wen Xianbao's gang will clean up the altar part, and there is a very high chance that something there will be preempted.

"It's not impossible, let's go and see it first."

Although Qiao Er said this, his expression was calm, as if he was not worried at all, I felt strange, but it was not good to say anything more.

The sand and dust settled, and several people cleared out a circular pit with a diameter of about ten meters and a depth of about one meter in the center of the originally flat sand.

There is a circular protrusion in the center of the round pit, the diameter is about five or six meters, the surface is flat, but there is a thick layer of sand and dust on it, which should have just fallen after being cleaned up.

This circular protrusion, which has been cleared out only 10 centimeters in height, is a kind of red rock peculiar to the vicinity when viewed from the bare side of the edge, with obvious chisel marks on it, which has been sleek after thousands of years of wind and sand.

"Second master, it's cleaned up, it's really the same as you said......"

A person who participated in the cleanup said excitedly, but was interrupted by Qiao Er raising his hand.

It is this half sentence, and the amount of information contained in it is already very large, at least it can be determined that Qiao Er already knew the appearance of this altar before he came.

This is not too difficult to understand, Wen Xianbao can touch it here, let alone Qiao Er. With Qiao Er's fanaticism about the ruins of the Feather Human Race, he may not know where to get the news, but it is understandable to know here.

Qiao Er walked to the side of the altar, squatted down, and brushed away the sand and dust above with his hands, revealing the dark red stone altar below.

After looking at it, he stood up, took two steps back, and said to the person next to him, "Clean up." ”

Everyone immediately took action, and the sand and dust on the altar were quickly cleaned up, and the whole round dark red boulder appeared in front of everyone.

The surface of the boulder is flat, and in the middle of it, there is a pattern, which looks very strange, like the sun and like a flower.

In the middle is a large circle, and in the middle of the big circle is a small concentric circle, although it has been cleaned up, there is still a lot of sand accumulated in it, and it looks relatively deep.

From the edge of the great circle, eight thin lines diverge, not straight lines, but somewhat twisted, and each thin line has a small circle at the end.

On the periphery of the small circle, scattered out countless thin lines, almost irregularly twisted, but not intersecting.

On the periphery of the thin line, there was a circle of strange symbols, and I couldn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time.

All the lines of the whole pattern are carved in a negative way, the notches are very deep, the carving is quite exquisite, the big circle and the small circle are very regular, those thin lines are also depicted very deep, only the symbols next to them are depicted relatively shallow.

I stood with my shoulders crossed, frowning at the patterns on it, the two patterns looked weird, and it felt like some kind of religious odd graffiti.

I looked at it carefully for a long time, and I couldn't understand it, and peeked at Qiao Er next to me, and found that he seemed very excited at the moment.

He stroked the strange symbol next to him with his hand, and his face showed an expression of uncontrollable joy.

I tried to ask, "Second Master, is this the altar?" Why don't I look like it? ”

Qiao Er came back to his senses and turned his head to ask me, "What?" What did you just say? ”

I had to repeat the question and say, "I said, this doesn't look like an altar." ”

Qiao Er shook his head after hearing this, maybe because he was too excited, he said more, "This is not an altar? So what could this be? Do you see there's a hole in the middle? ”

I glanced at it and nodded, "Well, what's wrong with the round hole?" ”

Qiao Er smiled mysteriously, and then asked, "Have you ever heard of the Blood Sacrifice?" ”

I nodded, blood sacrifices and human sacrifices were not uncommon in ancient times, and disobedient slaves and useless prisoners of war were basically used for this.

Qiao Er looked at me and nodded, stood up, walked up to the stone altar, stood in the center, and then pointed to the round hole at his feet, and said while gesturing, "Here...... It's this round hole, which used to be used to erect logs, here...... There is probably a stake so high, do you know what this stake is for? ”

Before I could answer, someone next to me interjected: "Tie people up!" ”

Qiao Er glanced at him, his smile did not change, he nodded slightly and said, "That's half right, this is where the sacrifice is tied, and this altar is a blood altar." ”

When he had finished speaking, he took two steps back, and then continued to gesture with his hands, and then said, "The sacrifice will be rushed up with its head and feet, and tied upside down to a pillar, and when the sacrifice begins, the priest will bled with his sword, and I do not know where it was stabbed." ”

As I listened, I immediately conjured up the scene of the sacrifice, a prisoner of war hung upside down from a stake, and a priest holding a bronze sword and slashing him at the throat.

I thought about it, and I felt cold, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Qiao Er didn't pay attention to my feelings, he paused, and then pointed to those deep grooves and said, "The blood will not flow out immediately, but slowly fill the grooves on this, and when it is completely filled, the sacrificial ceremony will be over." ”

I asked a little puzzled: "Second Master, why are they sacrificing like this?" ”

Qiao Er seems to be in a particularly good mood today, this question that I didn't think he would answer, he also answered, he said: "There are some things that ordinary people can't understand, people think it's a joke when they say it, even if they see it, they can't believe it, this is the case with the sacrifice here." ”

I nodded, because Qiao Er's words immediately reminded me of the matter of the 653 base, those people who live forever are naturally incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary people, and listening to others can only be regarded as a joke, maybe the altar here also has some different magic.

I felt that I should take advantage of Qiao Er's good mood to inquire more about the Feather Human Clan, so I continued to say to him: "I understand these truths, but I am just curious about what will happen after the blood sacrifice. ”

Qiao Er continued to smile, nodded and said to me, "Let's put it this way, I'm also curious about what will happen after the blood sacrifice, why don't we give it a try?" ”

I was stunned, pointed to the altar and asked, "Give it a try?" How do you try this thing? ”