"Sacrifice!"

Someone shouted under the high platform, and then several young men carried a live sheep, chickens, ducks and geese, water and fire steamed buns and other things to the high platform.

These things are completely acceptable, unlike the horror TV that Qiu Yue'er used to watch, what kind of boys and girls are used in sacrifices, or brides or something!

It's a shadow when you think about it!

I saw a few young men say that these sacrifices were thrown behind the altar, and then disappeared!

"Seal the stage!"

Someone in the audience shouted again! All get on your knees! Only the old man on the high platform, holding the porcelain bowl in his palm, slowly tilted downward!

A black stream of water slanted down.

Qiu Yue'er's pupils dilated violently, looking at the black stream of water with inexplicable anger.

She thought she might know what this low spiritual consciousness was!

About a quarter of an hour passed, and the sacrifice was not over until the water column of the porcelain bowl in the old man's hand stopped flowing out.

The old man gradually floated into the air, took out a strange object, and threw it at the altar.

A huge hat-like thing encompasses the entire cylindrical building.

"I can't feel any spiritual sense fluctuations anymore, this thing can actually isolate innate spiritual consciousness!" Qinghe was very surprised, but his expression was very solemn.

After all, in her eyes, the spiritual consciousness in the underground is her kind, and it is a persecuted kind!

"If it doesn't work, I'll use pangolins to make holes, and we'll dig from the ground to this side!" Qiu Yue'er was a little happy in her heart.

Fortunately, he didn't act rashly just now, otherwise he would probably have been trapped at the bottom of the abyss!

"How can it be that simple, this cover should have sealed this area, and the underground land must have also been sealed, don't think about making holes." Qinghe said.

If they just sealed an altar, they wouldn't be deprived of any signals.

The only explanation is that this shroud can block all spiritual power transmission.

The distance of about two or three kilometers southwest of Bird City is the destination of today's sacrifice.

The sky was bright, and far away you could see the torches reflecting the distant sky red.

Get!

It's so obvious, she doesn't need to look for it at all!

Qiu Yue'er came to the back of the destination and saw that the sacrifice had begun!

Staggered through the crowd and slipped to the front, in front of which was a strange building, like a cylindrical thing, on which a high platform was built with wooden planks, and an old man who had never seen it stood on the high platform, babbling in his mouth, as if telling some old history of Bird City.

There is a blanket spread under the high platform, and the bride and groom kneel on the blanket, and according to the rules of the sacrifice, they bow down in various ways!

"This is it, the spiritual consciousness fluctuations coming out of this wall!" Qinghe reminds.

I didn't see the legendary abyss all the way just now, only this wall is the strangest, could it be that this abyss is blocked inside the wall?

However, Bird City is really strange enough, this abyss has devoured one of their ancestors, it stands to reason that it should be hostile here, how could such a big thing as ancestor worship be set here?

Could it be to pay tribute to the old ancestor who died?

If it was before, she might have really thought so, but now she does know that there is a powerful innate spiritual consciousness beneath this earth that is begging for help.

Do the finches know?

What kind of role do you play!

Finally, when the sacrifice was coming to an end, Qiu Yue'er saw the old man on the high platform take out a round jar in his palm, like a flat bowl and an ashtray, and couldn't see what it was.

Much like a porcelain bowl (bo)

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