Shui Han took a deep breath and calmed down his messy mood, in fact, since he had experienced so many things, he had always had a feeling that his life in the first ten years had been in vain. Although Shui Han is a person who is not very courageous, but by nature, he has always believed that his life should be unusual, and now, he followed the beginning of the day after a series of unclear nature, the principle of the unclear reality and illusion of the abnormal adventure, and came to this unknown place, not far from the stone where Shui Han and the beginning of the day hid, there is a stone carved black and white beast face, and the other end of it corresponds to a cave, just now, a team of people came out of the cave, and now they are slowly walking towards the black and white beast face。

Shui Han hid behind the rocks, squinting at the group of people, his first feeling was that they were moving very slowly, slowly and unusually. Shui Han was sure that this slowness was definitely not his own psychological effect, this slowness was almost as if those people had no soul and were being manipulated by something, and their steps seemed to have undergone a long period of training, and they were extremely surprisingly consistent. Shui Han felt that those people were very much like honor guards and other teams, and the reason why they had this idea was because they were holding in their hands the kind of "festival symbols" similar to those used for sacrifices, which were long poles with flags hanging on the top.

In the Central Plains, all the princes regard the sacrifice as very grand, although the Yan country is located in a remote area, but for some reason, in the memory of Shui Han for a period of time, the Yan country prevailed in sacrifices, the sacrifice at that time, not only in the palace, even the common people also privately sacrificed to the ancestors, for a while, "obscenity" (unofficial sacrifice) has become a very headache thing, Shui Han remembers, at that time, the larger sacrifice, is the use of this kind of "festival symbol", it is said that it is the token of the world to the Yama Palace, and now this team of people is holding it"Festival symbol" is very similar to the memory of Shui Han.

What Shui Han cares about is the clothes of those people, their costumes are also very uniform, they are all a black robe, the back of the black robe, embroidered with a certain pattern, Shui Han looked carefully, and found that it seemed to be two dragons or snakes and other animals that were biting each other's tails. Shui Han felt that this pattern was somewhat familiar, and he immediately remembered some ghost-like patterns carved on the "living gate", he didn't care about those patterns at the time, and when he saw it, he immediately recalled that there seemed to be a similar pattern on the door. Shui Han has always felt that this kind of pattern is always divine since he was a child, and it is easy to think that there must be a mystery or something hidden in it, but now is really not the time to consider the connotation of this pattern, he looked at Richu beside him, and wanted to make eye contact with her to make some thought, Richu also seemed to be puzzled, just made a gesture not to speak, and seemed to want to continue to observe and find out the situation.

Shui Han felt that it was the only way to wait and see what was happening now, only to see those people walk in front of the beast face in a neat and orderly manner, put the "festival symbol" in order, and immediately lost movement, and after a while, a neat chant sounded in the crowd, and the sound soon filled the entire space, it seemed to be a very old singing voice, very much like something like a spell from a long time ago. Shui Han heard it inexplicably, and he saw it in a fog, it stands to reason that their team is uniform, and they are all wearing special uniforms, holding "festival charms", and they are singing this ballad similar to a spell, looking at the situation, it should be the sacrificial honor guard. Under normal circumstances, the sacrifice should be to worship the ancestors, or pray for the blessing of God and the like, of course, there are some places according to local customs, will sacrifice to the river god, the mountain god or something, like Yishui Town, a village born next to the river will go to worship the river god every festival, but this group of people will sing so seriously to a beast-faced stone carving that I don't know what it is, is the beast face carved on the stone wall their ancestors? This doesn't make sense.

Moreover, there is another thing that makes Shui Han puzzled, all sacrifices, no matter what is sacrificed, there should be sacrifices, generally cows, sheep, pigs and other animals, and this sacrificial ceremony turned out to be nothing but chanting, Shui Han looked at Richu, those people are now concentrating on chanting, thinking that it should be safe to speak now, so he whispered to Richu and said his thoughts, Richu listened, his expression was indisputable, it seemed that he didn't know much about the sacrifice in the human world, but when she heard about the sacrifice, her eyebrows furrowed, as if she thought of something.

Shui Han asked:

"What's wrong?"

At the beginning of the day, he did not answer immediately, but looked up and said:

"Do you think these people who have been drained of their blood in the blood cocoon will be sacrifices?

When Shui Han heard this, he immediately felt a tingling in his scalp, and at the same time, he felt a feeling of empowerment, and then raised his head and looked up. Those hanging blood cocoons, judging from Shui Han's current position, there is a feeling that blood will seep out of it and drip into his mouth at any time, Shui Han felt a burst of nausea, although there is no direct evidence, but the statement at the beginning of the day is indeed reasonable, those ice silks soaked in blood, one by one, transmit the blood they drew from the people in the blood cocoon to the black and white beast's bloody mouth, it is like a beast is sucking human blood with a tube, this is the most direct sacrifice。 In Shui Han's view, this is simply a practice of annihilating human nature, what kind of sacrifice is it, and what kind of purpose is it that can make people sacrifice so many innocent lives to satisfy an inexplicable stone carving that looks abominable?

Shui Han felt that such an act had long violated the original intention of sacrificing to pray for people's blessings, which was not so much a sacrifice as a living, bloody massacre. Unconsciously, he had clenched his fists, and at the beginning of the day, she saw Shui Han's abnormal expression, and she quickly realized that the young man in front of her, who had not yet entered the world, had obviously never seen this kind of scene, and was about to collapse, she was very worried that if Shui Han did anything radical now, the scene would be uncontrollable. Richu wanted to stop Shui Han, she pulled Shui Han with her hand, and found that Shui Han's body was trembling, staring at the direction of the black and white beast face with a pair of blood-red eyes, Richu immediately realized that something was wrong, and said in a low voice:

"Shui Han, calm down. ”

But Shui Han didn't seem to hear it at all, the body that was originally squatting was already tense, and even the giant in Shui Han's hand seemed to have become restless.

Damn, can't you stop it?

Pure land.

Xun Jing looked at the looming light on the skyline, in fact, there was no light at all, everything was just his hope, everything was suppressed by the darkness, there was nothing in the night sky except darkness, he had not slept all night, he knew that this night, he would never fall asleep, because he had to wait for the dawn to come, and he knew very well that to see the first glimmer of morning light he hoped for, he had to get through this last darkness, for this reason, he would never let his eyelids close, he would be here, just standing here, waiting for everything to come, this time, he would never miss anything, because, he didn't want to lose anything anymore。

This is also a way of atonement.

Xun Guo laughed at himself in his heart.