: Sacrifice

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The two were talking. The sound of the horn was floating in the sky. When the people of the Nooyi heard the sound again, they knelt on the ground and touched the ground with their foreheads.

Seeing everyone like this, Zhang Xingyun also quickly pulled Ling Xiaoya down. Although he did not kneel, it was not too abrupt.

"What are they doing?" Ling Xiaoya looked curious.

"I don't know, but either pray to God or pray, anyway, point to something like that." Generally there will be gods in this kind of clan. Although it seems foolish in the eyes of urban people, they don't think so.

When the sound of the horn fell, the tribes stood up one after another, but their face was not so relaxed, and they brought a trace of seriousness.

"Uncle, what is the horn sound?" Zhang Xingyun took Ling Xiaoya to stand up.

"The sacrifice is calling us, there should be something to convey to us."

Everyone in the clan was walking towards the altar, and Zhang Xingyun looked at Ling Xiaoya. "Shall we also take a look?"

Ling Xiaoya nodded. Although she didn't believe in gods, she was very interested in the sacrifices in the village.

The two came to the altar and stood at the back of the crowd. On the altar stood a man in a white robe, wearing a mask with three mane inserted in the mask, a cane in his left hand, and a fist-sized tip at the top. Skeleton, but it seems that the skull's eyes are shining.

The tribe looked at the sacrifice with a pious look, or the skeleton on his hand.

Sacrifice is the only man in the entire clan that can contact the gods. If the gods give any instructions, they will be conveyed to them through sacrifices. In the clan, the status of the sacrifice is no different from that of the patriarch.

The sacrifice on the stage opened his eyes while the light was flashing, "Yesterday I prayed to the **** to pray for the peace of the clan. The **** told me that our society was mixed with unclean souls. Her appearance caused us to have a lot of discomfort. The **** Promise to show up here, find out the unclean soul for us, and give us peace and joy. "

After the sacrifice was finished, the Nuoyi people all held their hands to their chests, waiting for the instructions of the gods.

The sacrifice stretched out its arms on the stage, "Great God, please hear our prayers, fulfill our wishes, and point out the unclean soul."

The ritual's words had just fallen, and a light flashed in the skeleton, sweeping over everyone's body. The sacrifice's gaze also moved with the light, but he stayed on Ling Xiaoya for a while.

Everyone was anxious, fearing that the god's eyes would stay on him. Finally, the light fell on Toya.

"I knew it was her, or Dawa would not die."

"That is, there must be people who have been ill for a long time because of her."

"..."

All of a sudden, all kinds of voices appeared, and Toya stood up slowly, without any extra expression on her face, as if the object of everyone's scorn was not her at all.

"Why is Sister Tuoya?" Ling Xiaoya's face showed a difference, in her view Tuoya was just a poor woman.

"It's just a scapegoat." Zhang Xingyun said lightly. He had seen this kind of thing before when he was on a mission in Southeast Asia. If he couldn't solve the problem himself, he hoped to use the gods. Completed, after all, Toya is just a victim.

The ritual looked at the tribe's comments on the stage, and there was a sneer in the corner of the mouth under the mask. "What shall we do with this unclean soul?"

"Fire punishment, fire punishment, fire punishment." Everyone in the audience called out, the best way to purify a person's soul here is fire punishment.

"What are they going to do?" Ling Xiaoya looked at the group of face-changing people, and she felt uncomfortable. After all, she still liked Toya.

"Fire is to burn to death." Zhang Xingyun did not expect that this seemingly gentle village would have such a terrible sacrifice, and the pain of burning to death could not be tolerated.

"They are breaking the law." Ling Xiaoya stomped her feet in anger.

"You whisper, this is in the family, can the law manage it?" Zhang Xingyun whispered to Ling Xiaoya, he didn't want Ling Xiaoya to become an unclean soul slandering the gods.

When the two were talking, Toya had been **** and sent to the altar, even if someone was sent to strip her clothes, painted with sacred symbols on her body, and then took out a knife on her A knife was drawn on the arm.

The bright red liquid poured out, and gradually filled the six-pointed star on the altar. They called this purification, and the purified soul could be sacrificed to the gods.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiaoya couldn't help but rushed to the altar, trying to stop Toya from bleeding, "You are just demons, and she will die in this way."

"This is the punishment of the gods." The priest stared at Ling Xiaoya, his eyes showing light.

"The god's punishment, the **** knows to do such a stupid thing!" Ling Xiaoya couldn't seem to be accustomed to these people's approach, and his temper was even more open-mouthed.

Zhang Xingyun was frightened to hear the following, and quickly dragged Ling Xiaoya down, and also apologized, "Sorry, this girl does not understand anything, there is much offense, you forgive you, forgive me."

Ling Xiaoya was dragged down by Zhang Xingyun, very unhappy, always wanted to get rid of Zhang Xingyun's hand.

"You let go, Zhang Xingyun, I am saving people!"

"I said Mr. Ling, can you figure out the situation and do it as you do, you can only put yourself in."

"They dare!" Ling Xiaoya's president got upset, making Zhang Xingyun's face black.

"You see where this is? No one will know if they fire you."

Like agreeing with Zhang Xingyun, Ling Xiaoya was silent for a while, "Is there no way to save Toya?"

"It's difficult, but I asked just now, this purification will last for three days, we think of a way."

As soon as Zhang Xingyun finished talking, he saw that Nuo Min came over. "There will be no way. No one can violate the instructions of the gods?"

"Just by the light like a flashlight?" Ling Xiaoya will be ecstatic by this group.

"That's a god, and I'll accept it in exchange for it." Normin's face grew thin.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xingyun hurriedly hid Ling Xiaoya behind him, and it was bad for Ling to talk about it.

"Well, Nuomin, just now I heard them say that the people in the village who haven't recovered from many illnesses for a long time are the ones who are serving grandma?" Zhang Xingyun heard the tribe's discussion just now and thought of entering the village himself The patient I saw that day.

"It's them, but they will be fine when the sacrifice is over." Nomin nodded.

Zhang Xingyun sneered in his heart, how good is the ghost, "Can you take me to see them?"

"Do you want to treat them?" Nuomin knew Zhang Xingyun knew a lot about medicinal herbs, so he asked.

"Let's go and see first, and I'm not sure." Zhang Xingyun said so on his mouth, but he definitely didn't think so.

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