The moon is full of Mid-Autumn Festival, and the royal city is full of holy scriptures. Happy and happy gods, sad and sad in the world.

The weather is getting cooler, and the city of Chaoge in the sky in the east will also usher in the annual festival - Mid-Autumn Festival.

Last time, I said that the daughter of the king of Xu, Ziyu, was already twelve years old in Zixu Palace. The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the small charm hangs obliquely on the green cloud mustache. Born to be a golden hairpin, Tingting is already the year of the golden hairpin.

In the afternoon of this day, Ziyu was standing in the pavilion under the plane tree in the courtyard, as if he was looking for something, or he was bored and looked around, trying to find something interesting. The concubine is quiet and quiet, and it is like the world. After a while, I felt bored, and sat on the stone bench, holding my cheeks in a daze.

At this time, a person walked in from the side door, and saw that this person was light, his face was like jade, and he was as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind. This person is Ziyu's elder brother, the eldest son of King Xu, and Gongzi Wu Geng.

Wu Geng walked straight to the opposite side of Ziyu and sat down unceremoniously. He calmly looked at Ziyu for a while and said: "Little sister, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival festival is coming. Father said that you are twelve years old this year, and let you join me in hunting and sacrificing to the gods.

Ziyu still held his cheeks with his hand, rolled his beautiful eyes and muttered: What's so fun about the sacrifice, and it's so troublesome to go hunting, and my mother said that I am a woman, so it is not suitable to participate in these big scenes.

Wu Geng laughed and said: You are not an ordinary woman, you are the pearl of your father's palm. Besides, this is my father's order, if you don't obey, my father is reluctant to blame you, but my brother and I will be reprimanded again. My good sister, for the sake of my poor brother, go for the sake of it.

Ziyu stared at Wu Geng with wide eyes and puffed up, and then said helplessly: Okay, but you have to buy me something delicious and fun.

Wu Geng got up with a smile, touched this sister's head dotingly and said: Okay, that's it. After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

On this day, Yu followed his brother Wu Geng to the hunting ground to hunt in order to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival. He was accompanied by the high priest and some of the great merchants.

Ziyu looked like Wu Geng, carrying a bow and a few bows and arrows. Naturally, she didn't know how to draw a bow and shoot arrows, but she felt that since she had promised her brother to participate in the hunt, she had to make a show.

Because Ziyu couldn't ride a horse, Wu Geng led a horse forward. Ziyu turned his head and asked softly: "Brother, what kind of sacrifices are we going to hunt and sacrifice to the gods?"

Wu Geng said with a doting smile: There are cows, sheep, pigs and the like, but these have their own sacrifices and subordinates to do it. Only the highest sacrifices need to be made by our royal family members themselves to pay homage to the gods and ancestors.

So what is a high sacrifice? Ziyu said puzzled.

Well, we all call them two-legged sheep in the tribe. You'll find out in a moment anyway. After Wu Geng finished speaking, he stopped talking, and he didn't care about the doubts on Ziyu's face.

There was no word all the way, and after a while, everyone came to the hunting place and the balcony.

Everything in front of him made Ziyu even more puzzled. What appeared in front of her was a mountain pass, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only the side where they came had an exit. The exit is built with a bronze door and there are some simple buildings inside. But there were no hunting animals in the cave, and only a few people were idle in it. or in groups of threes and twos, or sitting in a daze or lying down to sleep. There are men and women, and there are many men. All of them are unclothed, and most of them are simply covered with thatch in key parts, and some are even defenseless. These people have hollow eyes, glazed expressions, and lifeless, like walking corpses.

Ziyu looked at these people in front of him and looked a little scared. She hid tightly behind Wu Geng, hugged his arm and asked timidly: Brother, these people look so scary, I don't want to hunt, I don't want to be here, I want to go back.

Wu Geng patted the fish's hand lightly and said lightly: Don't be afraid, these are the prey we are going to hunt. They were all captured from the lowly Fang Kingdom, and we kept them here as human animals, which were specially used for sacrifice. These two-legged sheep are high sacrifices. After speaking, the corners of Wu Geng's mouth curled slightly.

Ziyu was stunned in place after hearing this, like a lightning strike.

The high priest ignored Ziyu who was standing in place, and beckoned Wu Geng and a few foot soldiers to start shooting at the door with bows at random, and two foot soldiers stood on both sides of the bronze door with large knives in hand to prevent the people inside from escaping from the door.

Ziyu didn't dare to look at it, she turned around and squatted on the ground, covering her ears with her hands, trying not to listen to the howl of the human Shura field. Unfortunately, those desperate wails hit her heart like ghosts, and they were incomparably clear. She tried to keep her eyes open wide, trying not to let herself shed tears, but the tears fell uncontrollably from her sockets. She put one hand over her mouth and nose to try to stop screaming, but the smell of blood wafting from inside the door made her vomit......

After a few moments, the shooting stopped, as did the wailing inside the door. Wu Geng handed the bow and arrow in his hand to a pawn, turned around and walked to Ziyu and squatted down, gently touched her head and said: Ziyu, it is normal for you to be a little scared when you see this kind of scene for the first time. Don't think of them as human beings, they are the same as pigs, cows and horses, and they are the favorite sacrifices of the gods, and the more we give, the more happy the gods will be, and they will bless us with good weather and peace for the country. Do you understand?

Ziyu was still covering her ears with her hands, and she raised her head and looked at Wu Geng with bloodshot eyes. The smiling man in front of him made him feel extremely strange, and his smiling face was as terrifying and hideous as a devil.

Ziyu stood up slowly, she wanted to see the scene behind her, but finally stopped. She didn't say a word to Wu Geng and ran back with all her might. She ran very slowly, and she held her legs with both hands, trying to keep her trembling legs from falling while running....

Wu Geng stood up and watched the stumbling figure in front of him gradually move away, thoughtful....

It is said that this Qiu Yin was learning martial arts with Jiang Yuan on the mountain, and he saw the life of chopping wood and water with a knife, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. From the beginning, you can only enter the wood, and gradually you can use a few knives to destroy the dead wood. The hardships are self-evident. The calluses on Qiu Yin's hands fell off and new calluses were born, and I don't know how many times. But it is still far from the master's requirements.

On this day, Qiu Yin came to the waterfall again to practice splitting the waterfall, and he was already able to split the water into a gap with a knife, but the gap was pitiful and disappeared when it was built. Qiu Yin stood by the waterfall, and he thought that he must do his best to make a knife this time.

I saw Qiu Yin raise a knife with one hand, struggling to slash out horizontally.

Qiu Yin tingled, and saw that the knife had made a cut in the waterfall, and it had initially shown signs of separation. It's just that Qiu Yin got the knife in his hand but came out of his hand and fell to the ground, Qiu Yin raised his hand to see that a hole had been cracked in his palm, and blood continued to flow out.

Qiu Yin grinned, he took a deep breath, tore off a piece of fabric on his body, and simply wrapped it around his hand. Then he turned around and held the knife, stood on the edge of the waterfall, raised the knife with one hand, and slashed down again.......