Chapter 100: The Palace Below

The further back you look, the more obvious the feeling of uneasiness becomes. It's weird that every icicle has a man's body stuck in it. And it doesn't make sense. If it is a prisoner of war, then in addition to the young and middle-aged, the old, weak, sick, and disabled women and children also have a chance to appear. However, the situation is complicated by the fact that there are all men here, and they are all adult men between the ages of 16 and 30 who are able to work. Zhang Xiaofo can only be considered a simple totem worship for the time being.

The icicles are arranged in a ring-like pattern. Zhang Xiaofo intuitively thought that the mystery was in the middle, and then slowly walked towards the middle. The sacrifices passing by did not hide the great pain and fear before death, and their faces were hideously distorted. Yes, the more painful it is, the more you can show your admiration for God, and this pain is joyful and noble.

Zhang Xiaofo is noncommittal about the role of this kind of human sacrifice, and will not blindly reprimand the other party for being inhumane, because no one knows whether this method is correct, whether it is effective, and whether it can win the favor of God. There are also examples of using people to sacrifice in the history books of the Celestial Dynasty, but not because animals are more valuable than people, but because people are used. There is a similar account in the West, where God asked Abraham's son to be sacrificed in the Bible.

If these stories are taken separately, they may all be manifestations of the imperfection of human rights in the history of the development of various peoples, but when you think about it, they have a lot in common.

When Zhang Xiaofo was thinking wildly, he came to the middle of the entire ring.

The three men were tied to a giant icicle, their heads were cut off and placed under their feet, and the skin on their necks was stripped off and connected to each other, and the original head was replaced by a large lion's head, and in the middle of the icicle were countless male bions......

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofo can understand that this is a worship of life, colonization and strength. It's a pity that Zhang Xiaofo is not an archaeologist, all he has to do now is find his way out. These sacrifices certainly don't sit on top of icicles and let them run through their bodies. So there must have been people coming in here, and since they can come in, then there must be a way out. Zhang Xiaofo originally wanted to flow out of the groundwater, but now he realized how unreliable it was. If it weren't for his fate, he would probably have been explained here. Not to mention that the temperature of the water can make him palsy, even the lack of oxygen is enough for him to drink a large pot. However, since there are so many people here, they will definitely not come down from the valley like him, and in ancient times, they did not have their current advanced equipment, so there must be a relatively large passage here.

After carefully searching the periciple around the icicle and not missing any clues, he finally found a circle of grooves three fingers wide and one finger deep at the bottom of the icicle, and the criss-crossing grooves on the ground would eventually converge into this circular trench. I didn't notice it before, but there seemed to be dark red stains in the criss-crossed trenches.

Zhang Xiaofo was dumbfounded. What's the situation? Do these grooves need to be fed with blood? But he weighed his physique, and found that his blood was not enough to fill these grooves in the ground, even if he squeezed all of them into juice, he would not be able to fill them!

finally found a way to find a suspicious way out, but the actual conditions did not allow it. Or keep playing rafting...... Zhang Xiaofo's eyes drifted to the dark underground river again, thinking about whether to drown or die cold......

The underground river has a lot of undercurrents, and it's still cold...... Zhang Xiaofo shuddered stiffly and immediately dispelled this idea. The will to survive is important, but you also have to consider whether your body is suitable or not.

Blood, blood, where are you?

Again and again, the underground river rushed up to the platform, but it slipped away because of the inability to follow.

Those grooves are very dark...... The hair on the chest is always radiating heat......

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhang Xiaofo took out the hair of the dry fish and put it into the ditch ruthlessly.

Curling white smoke rose, and soon the stain in the groove slowly woke up, and began to take on a liquid body.

Zhang Xiaofo was not in a hurry, just waited, because there was no other way.

The pink one flows along with the melted liquid...... The dark red stains in the grooves came to life and turned into liquid. Soon, something seemed to flow inside the icicles, and then the liquid frozen in the sacrificial body began to flow down the icicles to the ground...... The trench was filled......

Bang...... The platform shook for a moment......

Zhang Xiaofo lay on the ground and listened carefully......

Bang...... Thundered......

The platform began to sink, but instead of pouring in, the underground river hung around the platform like a curtain.

The rumbling sound was endless, and Zhang Xiaofo could only firmly hold the icicle closest to him and stabilize his figure.

The descent is a bit weightless, but acceptable.

When the platform finally stopped, Rao was as calm as Zhang Xiaofo, and he couldn't help but be speechless by the scene in front of him.

Lifting his feet and stepping out of the platform, the water curtain had already flowed away against the wall in the process of falling.

The artificial traces on the ground are very obvious, and eighteen stone pillars protruding from the wall converge upwards along the angle of the wall and converge overhead. In the meantime, the colorful hunting pictures come to life...... Under the corners of the walls are huge animal skeletons, among which are scattered pairs of white ivory......

Zhang Xiaofo was very excited at this time, this was not an underground cave at all, but a magnificent palace. In front of the throne, which was made of huge stones, lay the skeletons of two lions. Although their flesh and skin have worn out with age, they have not been detracted from their fierce and ferocious aura, and a tall human skeleton sits on the throne behind them.

Modern humans tend to omit Africa when talking about laudable heritage, intentionally or unintentionally, because the inhabitants of Africa have basically no laudable civilization in their minds, and of course they have not discovered the castle underneath.

Zhang Xiaofo suddenly found that it seemed that he had lost his hair, but he could see the situation around him clearly. The entire underground palace seems to be filled with sunlight. Zhang Xiaofo will not admit that he is wrong, it is sunshine. The ceilings and walls here have metal mirrors with flat surfaces in many places. It's not hard to imagine that these mirrors reflect the sunlight on the ground layer by layer. The long-lost sunshine bewitched Zhang Xiaofo to walk over, reach out to touch, and feel the texture. If you guessed correctly, it should be made of silver. Silver mirrors are not unusual. It is rare to be able to polish with such high efficiency.