The scorching sun sprayed every ray of light and heat mercilessly on the snow-colored sand, and the heat waves in the air continued to evaporate between the large black tents, and a six-meter-high altar stood abruptly in the center like a mirage.

The old man in a red robe stood on the altar with his gray-white hair braided into two braids and hung down to his chest. Holding a skull staff in his withered hand, he slowly walked to the edge of the altar and looked down at the bottom of the altar with a blank expression.

In the middle of the square under the altar stood nine pillars, each of which contained a man dressed in ankle-length linen garments, the only difference being that there was only one woman, and she was a child.

It was already full of people, men and women, all naked, covered by two pieces of cloth underneath, who looked up at the altar in reverence and awe, and waited quietly......

The old man on the altar slowly raised his arm holding the short staff, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been polished with sandpaper, "Thank the gods for the spoils of war from Zang Wolf, and the people of Zang Wolf will sacrifice with beating flesh and blood." ”

The old man raised his short staff and whispered, and the dark and empty eyes in the skull at the top suddenly ignited two clusters of purple flames, and the flames kept wandering in the black depression, like two trapped beasts ready to attack, as the old man's waving arm directly broke through the cage and rushed to the fire in the center of the square, the beating flames suddenly gushed up and turned into two intertwined giant pythons, setting off a purple wave of fire.

"Worship the gods, worship the gods, worship the gods......"

When the fire wave was raised, everyone raised their arms and shouted in unison, and the earth-shattering roar and the steaming heat wave soared into the sky together.

At this moment, the man with two scars on his chest walked up to one of the pillars with a short knife in his hand, and on it was his trophies strapped.

As soon as Tang Ba opened his eyes, he saw such a scene: all around him were densely packed with wild men jumping and shouting, everyone's face was full of strange excitement, and their eyes were fanatical and eager to rush up and swallow her alive; the person who was tied to the pillar like her was covered in blood in front of him, and his chest was empty; two scars licked the blood on the blade, and his still beating heart was thrown by him into the fierce waves of fire—

Tang Ba was stunned!

She is a civilized person living in the 21st century, where has she ever seen such a scene. She knew she was born again, but she didn't know what kind of place she had come to, and everything that had happened so far was something she hadn't experienced or even seen.

The screams and loud cheers around her couldn't make her think, and she watched in horror as her heart was thrown into the fire, desperately swallowing the screams in her mouth, the bloody and disgusting scene made her shudder.

She knew it was coming to her right away.

Sure enough, the wild man, who was so hairy that she couldn't even see her appearance, walked towards her step by step with a short knife.

Tang Ba couldn't hold back any longer, screaming and struggling helplessly, she was scared, she had never been so scared when she was killed, and her mouth was incoherent: "Don't kill me, where is this, I don't know you, I don't know anyone, please don't kill me......"

Unexpectedly, the hairy man really didn't move, and turned to look at the altar. This sudden change also made the cheers on the scene gradually weaken.

Only then did Tang Ba notice that the old man on the high platform was also the only one wearing clothes here. Maybe it's because of the other party's clothes, maybe it's because of the other party's age, and there is a hope of survival in her heart. She shouted with all her might: "Old man help me, please, save me-"

The scene was instantaneous!

The old man on the altar waved his hand, and the hairy man paused obviously before starting to untie Tang Ba. Tang Ba breathed a sigh of relief, and finally met someone who could communicate, not a barbarian who used violence without saying a word.

Tang Ba, who could move freely, only felt sore, but she couldn't care about it at all now, and obediently followed the hairy man to the high platform, just when she was stepping up the steps, the hairy head man rudely dragged her down while shouting, Tang Ba did not stand firm and fell to the ground directly, just missing a trace of weirdness flashing in the eyes of the old man who was walking down from the high platform.

Tang Ba, who was about to express his dissatisfaction, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and reflexively looked at the old man who had walked in front of him and began to mutter, how could she feel that things would not develop the way she thought?

But Tang Ba still opened his mouth politely: "Hello." ”

The old man ignored her, but grabbed Tang Ba's chin and kept looking.

Tang Ba instinctively wanted to hide but held back, she always felt that the old man acted as if he knew her, and before she could ask, the old man opened his mouth first.

Old man: "Gurgling......?"

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Tang Ba thought she hadn't heard clearly at first, but immediately remembered that she couldn't understand the words of these savages when she was captured, so she quickly changed her language and said tentatively, "Can you understand me?"

The old man let go of his hand and looked at Donba.

Tang Ba: "Can you understand Chinese?"

The old man frowned and took a step back, "Grunt...... ...... do you know what?"

Tang Ba's eyes lit up, and he casually learned: "Do you know?"

Old man: "Eminem...... Name......"

Tang Ba only understood one word, "My name is Tang Ba." ”

......

In a state of talking with the old man like a duck and a chicken, Tang Ba magically found that she could understand more and more, and could even speak their language slowly, but she had never learned this language similar to talking with saliva!

Although she can communicate normally now, it has not solved Tang Ba's various questions, but has made her even more confused.

The old man pointed in the direction of the pillar and asked, "Did they help you get out?"

Tang Ba also glanced back, and regretted it after reading it, but it made her realize that this was a completely different place.

She turned her head and pretended to be calm: "It's just me, I don't know them." ”

The old man obviously didn't believe it, "You are the only one who escaped from Zhigan to Zang Wolf?"

Tang Ba didn't know how to answer, she didn't understand either of these two words, but it should mean the name of the place. Looking at the black hair, dark brown skin, and unclothed clothing and customs of these people, Tang Ba guessed that this should be a primitive tribe called Zang Wolf.

Her knowledge of the tribe is limited to the knowledge of the Internet, and she really can't guess which territory she is in, let alone how she got to such a place! But no matter which territory she is in, Tang Ba is still confident that she can leave here and return to the civilized world, and the trouble is this miniature version of herself......

The old man looked at Tang Ba speechless when he was asked, and cracked his dry lips and said with great certainty: "You are a sacrifice selected by Zhigan." ”