"Daddy, why does the king sacrifice these slave babies to the Immortals?" On the second floor of the altar, one of the many princes and ministers, Xibohou, was accompanied by a child, who was smart, clever and cute. With his eyes wide open, he asked, "Daddy, these babies are so pitiful, where are their parents, why do you want to keep them here?"

Xibohou is the chief of the princes in the western part of the Yin Kingdom, named Ji Li, who has defeated several orc tribes on the western border of the Yin Kingdom, and was sealed in Qidi by the Emperor Yi, the lord of the Yin State, also known as the Xiqi Marquis.

"Shhhh ”

"Got it, Daddy. The boy named Ji Sheng opened his big watery eyes and looked at the crying babies below, and couldn't help but wonder: "But Daddy, can you tell me why the king put these babies here, what will happen to them?"

Xibohou explained in a whisper: "Yes, these babies are the children of slaves, and their fathers and mothers were captured by the king from other countries and tribes. They will die, they are the sacrifice of the Immortals, and they are also the food of the Immortals. Their slave fathers and mothers don't want to lose them, but we must sacrifice them in order to put an end to the catastrophe that has been ravaging our land. ”

"Will they die? And sacrifice them? Why is that! Just because their father and mother are slaves? This is so unfair!" Ji Sheng lost his voice for a moment, and everyone's eyes were suddenly attracted.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a child's rudeness, don't be weird, don't be weird. Xibohou hurriedly covered Ji Sheng's mouth, and kept bowing and apologizing.

At this moment, the eyes of the statue in the center of the altar seemed to flicker, and suddenly the sky darkened, and a dark blue pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping all the sacrifices in it.

"Immortal traces!

"Thank you!"

"Thank you Lord Shangxian, Lord Shangxian's great kindness, we will never forget!"

As soon as they saw the dark blue pillar of light, the entire altar fell to their knees, bowed and bowed, and their mouths recited words of supplication.

There was a rustling sound of chewing from the pillar of light, faintly blood splattering, and broken bone residue falling to the ground. In about half a pillar of incense, the pillar of light disappeared, leaving only a trail of blood and the hard skull of the orc. In the pillar of light, a thin figure with a hideous face and long unkempt hair faintly appeared, and a skull pendant hung around his neck, and the ferocious aura was all contained in it.

"It seems that this so-called Shangxian Lord is not a decent person. Seeing this, Ying thought about it, and secretly speculated in his heart. "It should be some kind of demon fairy, soul ghost, demon monk or something. ”

"Shou'er, this is the immortal trace, the immortal trace!" Di Yi didn't care about his prestige, and ignored the blood rain splashed by the pillar of light just now, and respectfully gave a big gift in the pool of blood. He grabbed Zishou and made him fall to his knees. "This proves that Lord Shangxian has agreed, and he has agreed! We, the Yin country, and the ordinary people of Li have been saved!

Ying Sili didn't speak, he was now in a state of spectatorship, and he couldn't control this body. However, he could feel the doubts in the boy's heart, as well as a faint disgust for the so-called immortals. Zishou is a prince, and he naturally understands too many things than other people of the same age. Facing the rain of blood that had just been splashed and the bones were broken, he already knew what the so-called immortals were. At the same time, he also knew the suffering of the people caused by the disasters that occurred in various parts of the country. He couldn't understand why his father was groveling to pray for the statue, he didn't know why his subjects had to suffer so much, he couldn't understand why the princes and ministers, a group of people below, looked like they didn't care about themselves, and were whispering earnestly.

"Why, why at this time, we still have to empty most of the treasury to worship the so-called statue of the immortal, that is a monster that devours flesh and blood! And those ordinary people, why do they have to suffer so much? Their safety should be protected by our royal family! We have the ability and the obligation at the same time!" Zishou wiped the blood from his face, and the smell of blood filled the entire altar, but almost everyone present didn't care at all.

On the other side, a slightly deformed orc finger inadvertently landed in front of Ji Sheng, and that finger seemed to have some life, constantly struggling in front of him. Unfortunately, the owners of the fingers are already dead, how can the fingers survive? No, the fingers didn't bounce for a while, and they didn't move.

Until the end of the festival, Ji Sheng's face was pale with fright, and he froze motionless, covered in cold sweat, soaking his yellow clothes. Xibohou noticed this abnormality, and kicked the finger away with a kick while no one was paying attention. Slowly patted Ji Sheng's back, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing, it's just a finger." You will have to protect us Xiqi in the future, and you will have to face more choices between killing and being killed, and this kind of thing is inevitable. ”

"But, but why, why sacrifice those poor babies? Just because they are slaves? They have only been born for a long time, and they have not seen much of this world, and their parents have not yet seen them grow up!" Ji Sheng said sadly. "Is it that their lives are as humble and fragile as mustard, and are they not worth mentioning? Do they deserve to die? Why should they be sacrificed to the immortal who is hidden in the pillar of light?"

Xi Bohou didn't speak, he took Ji Sheng to a meadow, where only a wonderful scene of a lone wolf catching a sheep was being staged.

"You tell me, is it wrong for sheep to eat grass?" Xibohou sat on a protruding mound and asked Ji Sheng casually.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Ji Sheng replied decisively.

"Then you tell me again that it's wrong for wolves to eat sheep?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Xibohou picked up a piece of green grass and gave it to Ji Sheng. "This grass, this lawn, is the equivalent of mortal people and those lowly slaves. This flock of sheep is equivalent to us princes and ministers. And that wolf is equivalent to our monarch. Sheep have to eat grass in order to continue to live, so we have to lease those mortals as tenants for farming. Wolves have to eat sheep in order to survive. Although the monarch will not kill us, we still have to make offerings to the monarch every year to support the monarch so as not to be killed by the monarch. Are we wrong?"

"Probably not. But why sacrifice the babies of those slaves?" Ji Sheng asked unwillingly. "Perhaps, give us a little more time, and we will be able to come up with a new solution. ”

Xibohou hated that iron could not become steel, and said angrily: "How did I teach you before? I have reached this level, why don't you understand? For the sake of collective safety, it is natural to sacrifice some people's lives, and those children's parents will understand." Their parents are slaves, slaves are animals, they are the most despicable things, and slaves have no right to choose at all! Besides, the strong create the rules, and the weak adapt to the rules. It is natural for the strong to sacrifice some of the weak in order to solve the troubles and avoid greater casualties. If you want to avoid sacrifice, you have to be strong and make your own rules, so that you can avoid sacrifice and protect your mortal people, you know?"

"Why do you have to sacrifice slaves, slaves are really so cheap as grass, should they die? Is there really no other solution besides strength?" Ji Sheng left in despair.

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"I must free all slaves!"

"I must let my people live well!"

"I must not let mortals die in vain!"

"I must become a real strong man and change this situation of sacrificing the minority to achieve the majority!"

After Ji Sheng and Xibohou separated, they came to a pond, he was bored, and at this time he picked up a few stones to soothe his mood.

"Cut, where did the hairy boy come from, he dares to talk wildly here?" Just as Ji Sheng was telling his ambitions, a brown-haired young man walked up to him, he had a pair of burgundy heavy pupils, although he was young, his unique domineering aura had been revealed. This brown-haired young man is none other than Zishou, the prince of Yin State.

"Who said this is a wild talk, these are my dreams!" Ji Sheng retorted.

Zishou sneered: "Hehe, what a joke, can the life of a slave be called a life? If they die, they will die, they are just domestic slaves raised by monks, not so much as people, but with the status of poultry and livestock." The same is true of the lives of other mortals, not much different from them. ”

"Moreover, to be able to die to save most mortals and masters is also the honor of those slaves who died for us. They will be proud of their actions. Besides, how can you succeed with your naïve idea that everyone is equal?"

Ji Sheng couldn't hold back any longer, he raised his hand and punched Zishou, but Zishou easily dodged it, and then Zishou grabbed his right hand and slammed it to the ground.

Actually, Zishou is releasing water here, and there are a lot of them. Zishou was born with divine power, and once killed a martial artist by mistake, coupled with Di Yi's careful guidance, the force value was not something Ji Sheng could imagine at all. If Zishou really wanted to do it, he would have punched it a long time ago, and Ji Sheng would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.