They had only one purpose: to burn the woman on the altar and survive themselves.

After the woman on the stage heard these words, several crystal tears flowed down her face.

She kept crying, looking in horror to the left and right of the stage, like a frightened fawn, until she saw a young man on the east side of the altar.

I can't get out left and right, Zhou Yi thinks that I might as well watch a good show here, but it's a pity, why are there no melon seeds here?

You don't know that watching a play and eating melon seeds is a joy in life.

"The front row sells melon seeds and cola lollipops, spicy fried red fruits, fortune telling, photo film and mobile phone repairs, don't buy or look, a little back!"

Qu Feiyan glanced at Zhou Yi with an indescribable gaze, and silently took a few steps back.

At this time, Jiang Yu didn't pay attention to Zhou Yi, but looked at the woman who was tied to the central pillar of the sacrificial platform with painful eyes.

The picture continued to shift, and the old man in Tsing Yi strode to the altar, and the villagers below shouted cheering.

"Snake God, please accept our gifts! Please accept our gift! ”

The torch was lit, and the firewood piled under the woman seemed to burn very fast, engulfing the woman's entire body in a blink of an eye, and only a distorted face loomed in the crimson flames.

The picture then shifted to the young man to the east, who was knocked unconscious, his eyes were unwilling to stare at the woman who was already surrounded by fire on the stage, and he still refused to close his eyes.

Zhou Yi looked at the woman and commented: "Socialism is good, socialist freedom, democracy and harmony, rich and strong, feudalism kills people!" We were born and grew up in the sun, and we must resolutely support ......"

Qu Feiyan: "Zhou Yi, shut up." ”

"Okay!"

Zhou Yi can guess a little bit of the reason, it is nothing more than feudalism kills people, and there are often such things in ancient times. In order to sacrifice to some evil god, virgins or women who have not left the court are usually filled into the sea or burned on the fire to be sacrificed to the evil god to obtain some kind of wish and prayer.

At this time, the blurred and distorted appearance of the young man in the picture gradually became clear. After Zhou Yi saw it clearly, he said regretfully: "Jiang Yu, this is your story, right?" ”

However, the story is not over yet. The woman in the picture is completely burned to death, and there is no miracle, and there is no sudden pouring rain to extinguish the fire. He just let the fire spread to his whole body without saying a word, and the woman's eyes were sad and complaining as she stared at Jiang Yu who was dragged away after being knocked unconscious by everyone, and the red eyes that were smoked by the fire stared at the direction in which Jiang Yu was dragged away, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out.

I don't know how long it took, but the fire in the picture was extinguished. The ashes and bones of the woman burned appear in the picture, and the old man in Tsing Yi carefully collects the woman's bones with a jar and leaves the village.

When the boy woke up, he wanted to commit suicide, so he went to the altar where the woman had been burned, and put the remaining ashes in his mouth with both hands. Then he took out a scimitar and slashed his throat, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the entire altar red.

At this moment, Zhou Yi seemed to see a huge and hideous triangular snake head above the pillar of the sacrificial platform, and a man in a black robe stood on the head of the snake.

He only stood on it with his back, but he seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him staring at Qu Feiyan and Zhou Yi.

"Zhou Yi."

What Zhou Yi didn't expect was that this so-called person in the illusion actually said to himself: "Don't die on the road to disappoint me, Zhou Yi." ”

Zhou Yi said coldly: "Do you think you can cos demons by wearing a black robe!" Do you think it's cool to talk like this, you have the ability to conjure up two horns for me to see. ”

The unknown black-robed man was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly laughed.

“…… Hahaha, interesting. I don't know which part of him you are? Or nothing. ”

"Is this an illusion you created?"

Man in the black robe: "If you can't even pass this illusion, you're not qualified to ask me this." ”

"Are you villains so arrogant? You must know that in a certain article, you are the villain of the second newspaper company, which is used to send warmth to the protagonist! ”

The black-robed man didn't care about Zhou Yi's unkindness, the huge snake head facing Zhou Yi suddenly opened its big mouth, revealing the fangs in the forest, and the snake's mouth seemed to be chewing a piece of broken meat.

"Hehe, I'm starting to look forward to it."

Zhou Yi took a few steps back and waved his sleeves pretending to be disgusted.

"Hehe, I'm not looking forward to it at all. Also, can you keep the snake shut? The breath is too big. ”

"Do you think it's an illusion?"

Zhou Yi said with a cold face: "Do you want to tell me that this is reality, I look like a retard?" ”

"As long as you stay here, everything will be none of your business."

The black-robed man threw out a picture as he spoke, there was only one person in the picture, this person was covered with blood on his face, crawling forward with difficulty, and a quaint copper coin sword was erected on the coffin in front of him, making a buzzing sound, this person moved his body with difficulty, and dragged out a long string of mucus like a snail behind him.

In the end, he died on the road.

"This is your future, how? If you stay here, you won't die. ”

Zhou Yi pointed at himself, and said in a sincere voice: "It's my fault." ”

Man in the black robe: "Huh? ”

Zhou Yi: "I shouldn't talk nonsense here with a black-robed man like you who is destined to live less than ten chapters!" ”

The man in the black robe: "Hehe, Zhou Yi, you are destined to pay the price you deserve for today's arrogance!" ”

Zhou Yi slashed with his sword, and the illusory shadow of the black-robed man in the air was instantly cut into two sections, and his eyes were still staring at Zhou Yi, as if he was laughing at his incompetence and dying struggle.

"No one can decide whether I live or die, only myself."

Zhou Yi hacked Jiang Yu to death like a stick with lightning speed, and killed Qu Feiyan mercilessly, and then he stabbed the peach wood sword into his heart without hesitation.

There was no pain coming from the heart, just illusory shaking and ripples.

The eyes began to become obscure, and all the images began to distort, distorted and shattered like water ripples.

A sacrificial platform stained with Jiang Yu's blood. The house-colored village is a huge pillar that towers to the sky. The children were playing, everything was shattered, and after a few seconds the place was calm again.

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi."

There was a clear and anxious voice in his ears, Zhou Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and the illusory and groggy feeling as if he was isolated from the world disappeared completely. The Cixi under her feet is the solid feeling.

"We've run into a hallucination."