Liufeng has never worshiped gods and ghosts, and believes that man will win the sky, and the wise people have invented all kinds of ingenious instruments early on, which are used in life and on the battlefield.

And this time such a grand sea festival ceremony was held, which is really shocking.

The altar was set on the tallest of the hills, and the top of the hill was flattened, and the altar made of white jade at the top of the hill could be reached along a fairly smooth bluestone avenue about two zhang wide.

At this time, the sea festival had just begun, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked up the altar unhurriedly along the bright white jade steps.

The man's figure of more than seven feet was very tall and mighty, and a solemn ink-colored official robe added a sense of majesty to the already handsome face. He is Xia Linxun, the city master of Cloud City.

The sea festival has just begun, and now is the time to ask the lord of the castle to invite the statue of the god of the sea.

Sure enough, Xia Linxun was holding a tray with exquisite workmanship, I don't know what material was used, and I don't know what was put in the plate, and it was covered with a piece of red silk, and the onlookers were very curious, and their bodies leaned forward slightly.

And in the crowd, there was a woman with a white veil, frowning slightly.

"Please, Poseidon~"

In the singing of the wizard**, the mysterious statue of the sea god was placed in the middle of the incense case, all kinds of rare fruits and vegetables were placed on both sides, and there was a fine bronze incense burner in front of the incense case.

"Poseidon manifests~"

It's another ** and loud salute.

The onlookers stared intently at every move on the altar, holding their breath and widening their eyes, fearing that the sea god would slip away under their eyes. For a people who never believed in ghosts and gods, such a move was ridiculous.

The sky was clear and the wind was light, and there was not a trace of fluctuation in the air, and the demonic red silk floated up out of thin air, rose to mid-air, and then headed in the direction of the blue sea.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise.

However, there was a masked woman in this line, who did not say a word and had a cold expression. There was also a little girl in yellow, who sneered lightly, with a disapproving face.

The wizard's eyes moved, and he quickly locked on to the strange combination of two women and an old man standing on the periphery. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and he looked at the woman in the middle who was silent inch by inch. The other party was calm and did not respond. It's just that the gaze that looks at the statue of the sea god is deeper, and it also seems to be examining something.

The half-human-tall statue of the god of the sea is actually a green dragon, and the carving is lifelike without the slightest flaw. This almost half-human-tall work is natural, and it should be carved from a huge piece of extremely complete green jade, which even emits a faint cyan halo in the sunlight, which adds a bit of mystery.

"Nine dragons?" The masked woman suddenly muttered, very softly, as if unconscious.

"What?" The maid didn't hear clearly.

But the woman didn't speak anymore, her eyes didn't leave the green jade statue half an inch, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Sacrifice~"

It was another loud salute from the sorcerer.

I saw more than 20 young women dressed like fairies slowly walking up to the altar with all kinds of rare treasures. Then they stood on both sides of the statue, and such a stunning woman suddenly became a beautiful scenery.

It was thought that these priceless treasures would be all sacrifices, but the women were followed by four sturdy men, who together carried an iron cage.

The crowd burst into cheers.

The masked woman looked at the iron cage, her eyes changing slightly.

The cage was filled with a living person. The oldest human sacrifice is taking place here. The woman was amazed!

The man who was being sacrificed had his hair loose and his long bangs almost obscuring his entire face. He was quiet, leaning against the corner of the cage, motionless, unable to see the emotions in his covered face.

"Burn him~"

"Burn this devil~"

There was another shout from the crowd.

Even the old man who was driving glared at the black figure in the cage as if he was going to kill him.

"Hey! Does he have a deep hatred for you? The little girl in yellow asked curiously.

"He's a disaster!" The old man was indignant.

"On the day he was born, the worst tsunami broke out, and my wife and children died on that day." The old man choked up, tears spilling out of his eyelids little by little, spreading on the criss-crossing old face.

"Aren't you Liufeng not believing in gods and ghosts?" It seems to be naïve, and it is like mockery.

The old man was speechless for a while, but he still said: "I saw it with my own eyes...... When the boy was born...... Yes...... There was a black cloud that shrouded Yuming Mountain. ”

"It's natural to have black clouds when it rains!"

"That's different, it's definitely not an ordinary black cloud!" The old man seemed to be in a hurry, and the last sentence was almost shouted, and his eyes were attracted. They looked at the little girl with a little more hostility. It seems that what I think is extremely correct is ridiculously denied.

When the wizard saw this, a sly smile appeared in his eyes. Provocatively gave the masked woman a smug look. And the woman still ignored him.

While the sacrifice continued, the man was pulled out, tied to a cross that had been prepared beforehand, and a pyre was set up underneath, and oil was poured on it, and everything was properly prepared.

The call to "burn him" is getting stronger and stronger, and it will soon be noon, which is the best time to burn at the stake.

A man in sacrificial clothes, standing by the torture rack with a torch, seemed to be able to throw the torch at any moment, set fire to the life, and finally burn the black man to ashes.

The most puzzling thing is that the man did not react in the slightest, did not ask for help, did not struggle, and was at the mercy of others like a puppet.

"Ignition~"

As soon as they shouted, everyone's eyes were glued to the man who was tortured, for fear of missing something!

Zi Xia Linxun's eyes narrowed slightly, watching all this silently, without too much expression on his face, this is not his stage.

There was also the masked woman, whose face suddenly changed at this time, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was trying to think about something, very painful, very struggling, but she found nothing.

At last, the man in the sacrificial garment moved, and the torches fell little by little, as if deliberately to arouse the appetite, and the flame approached the pyre very slowly.

"Stop!" The clear voice is so unmistakable. The quiet woman seemed to be afraid of something, and suddenly shouted these two words in a hurry.

The man on the torture rack was suddenly slightly startled, and a gaze shot straight through the long thin hair.

Zi Xia Linxun cast a look at the woman, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, as if she was watching a good show be staged.

The breeze suddenly blew and ruffled the man's messy hair, and a blood-red mark was faintly visible through the gaps in the hair.