Two days later, fifteen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After dark that day, the old man of the tribe's psychic came to invite Yang Jian wearing a relatively gorgeous dress.

Yang Jian followed him out of the house, only to find that although the moon was very round tonight, there were dark clouds, so the moonlight was not so bright.

Of course, with Yang Jian's current eyesight, it is not difficult to see things on such a night.

Yang Jian was soon invited to the center of the tribe, where there was a good altar built of stones.

At this moment, the altar was surrounded by people, old and young, numbering no less than a thousand, and it seemed that the whole tribe had come.

As soon as Yang Jian arrived, these people immediately moved out of the way, and Yang Jian, under the guidance of the tribal psychics, walked up to the altar and sat down on the chairs prepared above.

Then, an extremely majestic man came up to greet him.

After introduction, Yang Jian knew that this was the patriarch of the tribe, but before Yang Jian could speak, he didn't even know the name of the patriarch, and the old man next to him said that the time was up and invited the patriarch down.

Seeing this, Yang Jian thought all about it.

Then there were some strong men, carrying dozens of beasts that were tied up and still struggling, and came to the front and placed them in front of Yang Jian.

Before Yang Jian could react, these people killed these beasts one by one in front of Yang Jian.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and when many beasts struggled temporarily, blood splashed on Yang Jian's body.

The bright red beast blood stained the boulder platform red, flowing along the stone face, red and gorgeous, coupled with the thick and long animal hair, the scales of the cold light and the hideous giant horns, etc., in the dim moonlight, it was shocking, and there was a tragic aura of desolation.

Although he had heard that the sacrifices in ancient times were blood sacrifices, where did Yang Jian think that it would be bloody in Chengdu?

Seeing such a scene, Yang Jian was almost stupid.

More than a thousand people below looked at Yang Jian with blank eyes, but gradually, everyone's faces became ugly.

Yang Jian also found out about this situation, he didn't know what he had done wrong, and he was also very puzzled in his heart.

I saw the psychic, the patriarch and the strong man exchanged ears and discussed, and several strong men suddenly rushed into the crowd.

Immediately, more than a dozen children were pulled out, and although the parents of these children in the crowd let out heart-rending cries, no one stopped them.

These, the children were sent to Yang Jian crying, so that Yang Jian saw those men take out their weapons, as if they were going to kill them, he was immediately shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Slow." ”

Hearing Yang Jian's loud shout, everyone stopped.

Yang Jian looked at the strong men angrily and asked, "Are you going to kill these children?"

Several strong men glanced at each other and nodded.

At this time, the psychic of the tribe came over and asked, "Totem Master, what do you command?"

Yang Jian looked at him and asked, "Is this your idea?"

The tribal psychic nodded.

Yang Jian asked, "Why do you want to kill these children, this is also the rule?"

The old man nodded and said, "Since you don't like animal blood, then sacrifice it with human blood." ”

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment, the root of his feelings was still here.

"These beast blood is already very good, let these children go!"

The old man suddenly said: "Grandpa is sympathetic to us and others, and loves the clansmen, which is really a blessing for the tribe, but these dolls are still for grandpa to enjoy!"

"No need!" Yang Jian immediately waved his hand and said, "It's good that you have your mind, let these children go!"

The old man suddenly said: "Grandpa has enjoyed them, improved his strength, and it is also good for the tribe, this is not grandpa's business alone, it is the business of our entire tribe, and I am willing to ask grandpa not to refuse to receive our heart." ”

"Can they increase their strength after enjoying them?" Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

Although the old man was strange in his heart, he only thought that Yang Jian might have just been sacrificed to his spirituality, and he didn't know many things.

So, he suddenly nodded and explained: "Blood qi is very good for the totem master, the human race, especially the children, the spirituality is the most sufficient, and the purest, their blood is the best, and the benefit to the totem is the greatest."

If you sacrifice the new totem of blood, I am afraid that a thousand lives will not be enough, so there are not many human totems and tribes.

Moreover, many large tribes send tens of thousands of demon beasts and thousands of human races to sacrifice totems every year.

Our tribe has been extremely lucky to meet grandpa, and I hope grandpa will not shirk at all. ”

"Nima, the totems turned out to be piled up with their lives! No wonder the future generations will be eliminated. Yang Jian was also shocked in his heart.

However, don't say that he is not a real totem, even if he is definitely not willing to enjoy it, so he said: "To improve your strength, there are naturally other ways, in the future, for me, you don't have to sacrifice human life and blood again." ”

"Grandpa, think twice!" the old man suddenly fell to his knees and kept kowtowing.

The rest of the people around him also fell to their knees in unison.

Yang Jian suddenly said: "If I say no, don't use it." ”

When the old man heard this, he only said: "Grandpa was born and didn't understand many things, so in order to prevent grandpa from going the wrong way, I will dare to make decisions for my grandfather today." ”

After that, the old man stood up and said to a few men: "Kill these children and sacrifice to Grandpa Totem." ”

Yang Jian also said strongly: "You can't kill." ”

"Listen to me, kill. The old man immediately felt again.

Yang Jian hated this old man to the extreme, and suddenly said angrily: "If you want me to be your totem, you should listen to me." ”

Suddenly, a group of men were shocked by Yang Jian.

The old man shouted again, "Since he has come in, he can't leave, don't listen to him." ”

Yang Jian can see that this old man definitely has ulterior motives, I'm afraid that he chose Yang Jian as a totem to see that Yang Jian is weak and easy to control.

Moreover, Yang Jian felt that his current behavior was actually trying to establish his prestige and attack Yang Jian.

Once he succeeds, Yang Jian will inevitably be hollowed out and become a puppet at that time.

Yang Jian was also ruthless, and said angrily: "I don't like those totems that are just spirits, my physical body still exists, and it is very convenient to communicate with you, so I don't need any psychic people to communicate with." ”

"The psychic is the most spiritual, and it will benefit me the most, if you have to sacrifice blood to improve me, then kill him blood sacrifice. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the patriarch on the side suddenly said loudly: "Follow Grandpa's order!"

Immediately, the patriarch stepped out, and in an instant he was next to the psychic, and the sword in his hand pierced his chest without hesitation.

The psychic's face was full of incredulity, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he only spat out a mouthful of blood, and could not say anything.

The psychic old man fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, mixed with the previous beast blood.