Xiao Wu walked to the bustling street, looking dazed.

The lonely crane followed closely behind, understanding that Xiao Wu, who had lost his mind, did not want to be disturbed at the moment.

Touched by the unbearable past, she was chewing on the pain alone, and perhaps she wanted to understand something.

Xiao Wu doesn't need help, and she can't help her, at this moment, quiet companionship is her only choice.

After walking for about a pillar of incense, Xiao Wu walked to the towering star-picking platform, and finally stopped, looking up at the tall building with complicated eyes, and thought for a long time.

The sunny sky in the morning became more and more gloomy, cold, and snowy, Xiao Wu was still walking aimlessly.

After walking for about an hour, she has walked out of the bustling neighborhood, and the more she walks forward, the more desolate it becomes, and Xiao Wu has no intention of stopping.

The lonely crane has been following behind, and Momo has accompanied and protected Xiao Wu.

In the end, Xiao Wu walked to the altar of the Great Shang Sacrifice to the Heavens.

Xiao Wu stood on the altar, looking at the deep and large sacrificial pit in front of her, she frowned, bit her lip with her teeth, and stared hatefully, her fists clenched to death.

Regarding the sacrifice of heaven and human animals and sacrifices, Xiao Wu read it secretly from the banned books in Zhou Dan's study, and also heard some from Zhou Dan's mouth sporadically.

Zhou Dan experienced a sacrifice with his three older brothers to deal with his imprisoned father, when he was still a young boy, and that experience left him with a lifelong fear that he would not dare to mention in the rest of his life.

Now, the altar under his feet and the sacrificial pit in front of him are the sacrificial scene of bloody massacres, and they are the place of all kinds of injustice.

It turns out that what the book says is true.

Xiao Wu himself didn't expect that in order to fulfill a promise, he was sent to Chaoge City by fate, and saw the drunken dream and death of the most brutal executioner in the world---- the Star Tower, and the hell on earth that is still repeating itself.

In the sacrificial pit in front of him, tens of thousands of human animals were killed and burned, and the human animals were proclaimed to be the son of heaven, King Yin, as a gift to the gods of heaven.

Murderous massacre!

Deafening tyranny!

Zhou Hao, the king of Zhou, who also experienced sacrifice together, had just been crowned at that time, and he watched his eldest brother be directly beheaded as a high-level sacrifice, and his head was put on a plate and placed on the altar, and he also saw thousands of human sacrifices being cut down, burned, and cooked in cauldrons......

Eyes were full of splatters of blood, rolling heads, flowing blood, mountains of corpses, steaming steam, and skyrocketing fire......

The heart-rending and blood-cried wails, accompanied by prayers to heaven, resounded through the heavens and the earth and were deafening.

Zhou Dawang Zhou Jue couldn't shake off that miserable scene in his life, he seemed to be frightened and lost his soul, and from then on, he didn't dare to close his eyes and sleep at night.

Sleeplessness and nightmares have accompanied him all his life

Horror followed me all my life

The monstrous hatred also accompanied him throughout his life

At this time, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a gust of wind wrapped in snow particles, as if it was about to tear everything, hit and lifted Xiao Wu's heavy coat and hat.

In the still thick smell of blood and burnt, Xiao Wu stood resolutely for two hours, not moving.

Xiao Wu stood next to the sacrificial pit, looking up at the tall and solemn black altar, her lips pursed, and her slightly narrowed eyes shot a light of hatred.

The wind carried ice particles and snowflakes and hit Xiao Wu's body, her face was red from the cold, but she didn't know it.

After a while, Xiao Wu was already standing as a snowman.

The unsightly scorched earth and the pitch-black altar were slowly covered by snow.

The lonely crane has been quiet and innocent, without stepping forward to comfort him, and has also stood as a snowman.

There are mountains to back on, and no mountains are independent.

Gu Minghe knew in her heart that in Zhen Xiaowu's difficult life, she had no support, she had already learned to be independent, she knew what she was going to do, even if there was something she didn't understand in her heart, she would persuade herself and find the answer.

When the heavy snow covered all the ugliness, Xiao Wu's distracted eyes began to move twice, looked up at the sky, and turned to look at the lone crane behind him.

"Brother Lone, let's ...... Let's go back."

"Good!"

Gu Minghe smiled and nodded, reached out to take off his wine gourd, and handed it to Xiao Wu, "Give, take a sip."

Xiao Wu took the wine gourd, glanced at the lonely crane gratefully, pulled out the gourd's mouth, and waved the wine to the sky above the sacrificial pit.

The wine was sprinkled into the air, like a chain of beads, and then scattered crystal clear pearls, dripping into the pit where thousands of unjust souls fell.

Xiao Wu ran around the sacrificial pit, sprinkling and muttering in her mouth......

The rich aroma of wine permeated the air, suppressing a lot of the smell of blood and burnt.

Xiao Wu comforts the dead ghosts in this way, and also comforts her own soul......

In the end, Xiao Wu poured two sips of wine into her mouth, and she was immediately choked with tears, but she laughed with tears in her eyes and shouted loudly, "Your revenge, someone will take revenge, all ...... Rest in peace!".

Xiao Wu and Lone Song Crane returned the same way.

The snow became lighter and lighter, and when I returned to the bustling street, I saw that the ground was a little wet, and there was no trace of snow.

The streets are still bustling, full of people, and they look peaceful and harmonious.

Gu Minghe suddenly found that the black-clothed sturdy man with the portrait in his hand was constantly asking people in and out of some stores, only casting a spell, and he saw that the portrait was himself and Xiao Wu.

The lonely crane took two quick steps, touched Xiao Wu with his arm as if no one was around, and turned his head to look at her.

Following the eyes of the lonely crane, Xiao Wuden comprehended, looked around, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Lone, you stay...... Observe".

After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he walked to a jewelry stall not far ahead, looked down, pointed to the human bone hairpin tied into a small bundle and asked, "This bone hairpin ...... How much?".

"Ten Money"

"It's so expensive, isn't it...... Cow bones?"

The stall owner pulled out a human bone hairpin and handed it to Xiao Wu, explaining unhappily.

"Cow bones, take a good look, these are human hand bones, look at this luster...... How tight and delicate, just look at it, and you will know it...... It is young and strong that can be better ...... Bless you, ten dollars, not expensive, just like this, don't ...... It's rare."

Xiao Wu's face was solemn, and he stretched out his hand twice, but he didn't have the courage to take the human bone hairpin.

Seeing that the sturdy man holding the picture had walked towards this side, Xiao Wu reached out and grabbed the bone hairpin, threw it on the ground, and shouted loudly.

"Dead man's bones, you sell them too, you are really ...... Lost conscience"

Lone Minghe stayed not far away and watched, startled by Xiao Wu's actions, and saw the man in black walking towards her with the picture, he suddenly understood that she was deliberately attracting the man's attention.