bookmarkrole Chapter 374: Test Life, Don't Go Out In The Dark
Chapter 374: Test Life, Don't Go Out In The Dark
When he said this, Han Lian was noncommittal. After all, the other party had already informed him on the way.
According to the other party's words, the people in their village have survived under the protection of this locust tree in all dynasties, and it is the most common thing to worship this locust tree.
They have a special feeling for Gu Huai. The young man was injured, and the other party was even afraid that the sacrifice would be delayed, so they wanted to commit suicide and asked them to hurry back.
Because he is not familiar with everything here, Han Lian has certain reservations about everything that happens.
Under the leadership of the man named 'Lin Dingwu', Han Lian walked towards the village.
When he got to the center of the village, he found that it was already crowded with people.
Their appearances do not resemble the creatures of the Fallen Feather Realm, their ears are a little slender, and their hair is slanted and silver-white, and they are smooth and scattered like a waterfall.
On some people's faces, there is even a faint feeling that makes him look awkward.
However, Han Lian is not surprised, because he knows that these individuals are not pure human races, they are descendants of the Eldar races in this world.
Silver-white hair, born like an elf, is the characteristic of the Spirit Race.
Some bloodlines are quite strong, and some differences will be born, such as wings on the back, sky eyes opening between the eyebrows, natural birth and nourishment of the sky, and so on.
These are all shown in the book, and there are remnants of the spiritual bloodline in many of the outer worlds.
However, in the Fallen Feather Realm, under the suppression of heaven and earth, those spirit races only retained some bloodlines, and their facial features had already been replaced by human race characteristics.
In the center of this village, there is an ancient locust tree about the thickness of three people hugging each other. In front of the ancient locust tree, there are various beasts hanging.
According to what Lin Dingwu said, the center of their village was originally bounded by the ancient locust tree at the entrance.
But after the locust tree became thicker, and under the instruction of the locust tree, they made the layout of the village easier.
This is the sacrificial spirit in their village, a powerful existence guarding their village!
Sacrifice to the spirit is inevitable.
After everyone arrived, the village chief who had just appeared at the door slowly walked over. He took a wooden knife and easily slit the throats of the beasts that never died.
As if he didn't notice the big drops of blood spilling on the ground, he cut open his abdomen and put all his internal organs under the tree.
One after another beasts died in the struggle, and the old man's expression remained unchanged.
But when he finally opened the corpse, his expression changed slightly.
Many people noticed his expression and looked up, suddenly full of panic.
Because in that womb, they saw several cubs that had already begun to conceive and were able to see their limbs clearly.
The old man took down the corpse with trembling hands, as if using some means, and in a blink of an eye, a grave was gathered next to the locust tree.
He continued to sacrifice with a sullen face, until all the internal organs and blood were taken out, and the flesh and blood began to be separated from one family to another.
Some people seem to want to open their mouths to say something, but they always stop talking.
The old man couldn't help but sighed after most of the people had dispersed and only a few young men were left.
"Who came from hunting that sacrifice just now?"
"Patriarch, it's our team."
One of the men took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
"You know, follow the rules."
The old man's words were beyond doubt, and when he spoke like this, many people's faces turned pale.
When the old man left with a swipe of his sleeves, the young and strong men who were left behind were all looking ugly.
....
In the evening, in a spacious wooden house, many people gathered here.
The old man sat on the head with a heavy expression on his face. He was using a wooden knife to separate his wrist, and the pale silver blood dripped down the palm of his hand into a wooden basin.
In that wooden basin, a branch was green and dripping, apparently from one of the two locust trees.
The strong young men were all sitting around with their faces ashen, and in the middle were seven or eight nervous-looking young men.
The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he stroked the back of the wooden knife on his wrist, and the blood stopped immediately.
He looked up and sighed softly.
"Take off your shirt and step forward."
As the patriarch of the village and the only sacrifice in the village, the old man has a high reputation. After listening to his words, the youngsters silently took off their shirts, revealing their white and strong upper bodies.
When the first boy got close, he used a wooden knife to draw a small cross on his chest, and a little silver-red blood flowed out.
He quickly took a leaf and placed it on the wound, and the blood stopped with a stroke of the back of the knife.
The young man staggered back to the side, his face pale.
After the teenagers were cut open and stuffed into a locust leaf, the patriarch also showed a tired look. Seeing the teenagers humming, his expression did not change in any way.
After the cup of tea, a young man reacted. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. On his chest, a Spirit Race character appeared.
fifty seven!
Seeing this scene, the boy and his father both breathed a sigh of relief and showed joy on their faces.
As the first one started to react, other teenagers followed suit.
However, the complexion of some people has become quite ugly.
There are two boys, the numbers on their chests are three and six!
That's fine if that's the case, but they're twins!
His father was sitting in a corner, although he was still sitting upright, but his hands were clenched and soaked in blood without knowing it, and his whole person seemed to be ten years old.
In a corner, Han Lian was sitting with Lin Dingwu. Seeing Han Lian looking at it with great interest, the other party explained to Han Lian softly, his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of something.
According to the other party's statement, the locust tree that sacrificed the spirit had quite a peculiar means. After being soaked in the blood of their family, it could reveal their longevity after it was penetrated into the heart.
People with high lifespans are naturally protected, but for those with low lifespans, this is not a good thing.
These light cyan numbers are the time they have left!
As the patriarch, the old man did not expect such a scene, his expression was slightly condensed, and he could not help sighing.
"Old Thirteen, you know the clan rules."
thump!
The man who was called 'Old Thirteen' suddenly knelt down, he straightened his chest, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"The patriarch, my eldest son, died because of this. I have no complaints. Now these two children of mine... Can I keep one and let them join in with some incense?"
"..."
Everyone felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, but the old man still shook his head in silence.
"Old Thirteen, the blood in their bodies is not strong, if they join the night watchman to practice in advance, maybe they can improve their realm and change their lifespan.
And as long as you can cultivate to the Three Leaf Realm, you can leave the night patrol and guard the village during the day. "
"Patriarch..."
"What else do you want to say?"
Hearing that he still wanted to speak, his tone suddenly rose a lot, his voice was cold, with a slightly scolding tone.
"You hunted a pregnant spirit beast. After they died, their resentment would definitely be great, and it is very likely that they would turn into resentful spirits.
If you provoke a resentful spirit to the village, you must pay a price. This is a family rule, and you cannot question it!
And you should be thankful that your two children have now found out their lifespans. If they really wait until they are fifteen years old, they will have no time to cultivate and improve their realm, and all that awaits them is death! "
After saying this, the old man looked cold and turned away with a wooden lantern.
It has gone far, but the sound remains in place.
"Fifth, let the night watchman dispatch two teams to remind every household not to go out at night!"
Hearing this, Lin Dingwu responded immediately, he whispered to the man beside him, also carrying a wooden lantern, and took Han Lian away.
His words still rang in his ears.
"Mr. Han, you must remember that after the moon rises, you will turn off the wooden lamp in your room. You must close your eyes when you lie in bed, and no matter what you hear, you must not go out!"