sword sentient beings
Chapter 624 Going Out
Chapter 624 Going Out
"Dudu-"
The melancholy horn sounded in the air, kicking off the sacrifice. The sound spread far and wide without stopping for a long time.
"The auspicious time has come, and the sacrifices are out!"
With a loud shout, the sacrifices covered with colorful silks and satins were lifted off the huge wooden platform. Eighteen large platforms were placed on them. Each of them was carried by eight people, and they were carried to the altar in a mighty manner. go ahead.
This is really...
"very noisy."
Wei Se watched the sacrifice go out, listening to the long and melancholy horn, and felt very disapproving:
The rituals and music of this sacrifice are really unpleasant.
Moreover, can’t you just blow it when you get to the altar?
What is the difference between blowing the sacrifices when they leave the house and going to a funeral?
Speaking of funerals...the long-haired manor owner hasn't had a funeral yet...
And the Sunset Lord died in the dungeon yesterday and didn't have time to go to the funeral.The current owner of the manor is worthless if he is alive, let alone if he is dead?
Thinking of Wu Shayu's violent death, he felt a little irritable.It was obviously not a big problem, but it just made him feel a little uneasy. He wanted to see a hole in the wall of his house. Although it might have been dug out by a child, it might also be a spy hole for thieves. The next moment Some robbers came in and killed the whole family.
While he was fretting, he heard Lord Fuhu, who was wearing a large formal dress and serving as the sacrificial officer as in previous years, suddenly let out a long sigh, his voice full of sadness.
Wei Se glanced at him, put away his worries, and said: "Master Fuhu, cheer up."
Master Fuhu sighed: "My lord will not be satisfied with carrying the sacrifices like this. In the past, when carrying the sacrifices, a sword slave would sit on each sacrifice and go up to the altar together. In time for the big ceremony or if the manor was interested, They would even press a swordsman, wearing the best shadow silk, and even bring their swords with them, and throw them into the shadow together. Today is a good thing, the number of sacrifices is not enough, but there is not a single living sacrifice, my lord How can you be satisfied?"
Wei Se sneered secretly: Who are you talking about?Yesterday, he used retreat as an advance, so that the old guy couldn't bring up the matter of finding a living sacrifice - anyway, he didn't have the guts to ask other manor owners to volunteer for sacrifice, so he couldn't blame others.
Now it seems that this old guy is still obsessed with evil. Why is he still thinking about this?
Wei Se said: "Don't think so. Although there are no live sacrifices this year, the standards have been greatly improved. In previous years, those who carried the sacrifices were sword slaves, but this year they are all manor owners. These slave owners are condescending. Coolie, you can see his filial piety towards his masters."
Master Fuhu had mixed feelings after hearing this. He felt deeply that it was too shameful for dozens of manor owners to carry sacrifices together.This was all caused by Huanri Manor taking advantage of the confusion and fear of the manor owners.Jian Chenglong's grandson is really very evil.In the future, I don’t know what this person will do if he seizes the right to speak on the mountain.
Maybe they will be driven like they used to drive the sword slaves back then?
At this time, I heard the eldest young master say: "If you really need a living sacrifice, I have another plan. Let's trick the manor owners into placing sacrifices on the altar. After the sacrifice begins, we will see an opportunity and push them all together. In the quiet water, we sacrificed together. Wouldn't such sacrifices be many and have good cards?"
Lord Fuhu felt his hair stand on end when he heard this, and blurted out: "Absurd! How can this be done?"
Wei Se laughed with unknown meaning and said: "Master Fuhu, you are not willing to take such a small risk, it is better to just stay here. Do great things and cherish your own life, nothing will happen." After that, he walked to the front of the team. went.The Fuhu Master was left with an ugly expression on his face, staring at Wei Se's back like he was looking at a crazed lunatic.
But he couldn't see that the dangerous look had left this ambitious and talented hypocrite, his smile had faded, and there was a hint of worry in his brows.
By taking these manor owners to the altar, his mission is actually over.It can be said that it was completed quite smoothly.But this is nothing to be proud of. Even without Wu Shayu, he was the simplest link among all the people.It is precisely because of his low strength that he was assigned to this job, and he is fully aware of his uselessness.
It just so happened that he also took on the position of information transshipment. Information passed through his hands, and he also had an understanding of the overall situation. He knew that the end was approaching, and accidents were happening frequently. The situation was far from good, so he was worried.
For example, last night, Man Ying, who was guarding the Turtle Bandit's lair, sent back a message:
On the last night, the turtle bandits came with "strong reinforcements".
There is a swordsman character who comes from afar and is called "Qiuzhu Kingdom".After careful consideration, it should be the Autumn Pillar Kingdom among the "Four Seasons" Upper Pillar Kingdoms.
It would be fine if there was just one Shangzhu country. Anyway, everyone is used to it.It’s not like Shangzhu Kingdom has never been killed before.Even if they count, the turtle bandits have already gathered three Shangzhu kingdoms in the mere Gangliang Mountains, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Even though these Shangzhu Kingdoms are all strong swordsmen, they are not afraid of two against one.
The key is, Man Ying also said that Zhuguo also attracted a big shot in that autumn.
The big man wore a gorgeous cloak and entered the big tent as soon as he arrived.Manying had difficulty moving and did not dare to act rashly, so she could not tell any information about the person. From an intuitive point of view, the person seemed to be a woman. One more thing was certain:
This person is extremely strong and extremely noble!
She is said to be extremely valuable because of that "Prince An", his mother, Princess Wang, and the very proud Shangzhuguo. When they met this person, they were all very respectful and greeted her with honorifics. Come to think of it, this person's identity is still some kind of king. above.Said she was extremely strong...
There is no reason, Manying's intuition.
Man Ying was also a strong man. When he first saw that blurry figure, he felt frightened and could not take another look.The only way is to pretend to be a broken pipa and not attract the attention of the strong.
According to Man Ying, if she hadn't been an inanimate Abyssal Envoy, she might not have been able to hide it at all.
Finally, she added a comment that was almost nonsense: "If I were still Man Ge, I would never dare to raise my eyes to look at such a strong person, let alone think about going against her." Wei Se listened to this He couldn't help but worry about the intelligence, but with his knowledge, there was no way to analyze this kind of intelligence. Let alone guess the identity of the other party, even if the identity of the other party was reported to him loudly, he might not be able to recognize it, so he could only dutifully report this information to him. The information was forwarded to the base camp at the foot of the mountain, hoping that the big shots on his side would see it and take countermeasures.
I wonder who is calling the shots in the base camp now, and whether they can make the right decision?
Don't ruin the great situation created by your husband.
Speaking of her husband, Wei Se became even more worried. In the past few days, Tang Zhao had been talking about one thing: no news from him.
It was clear that three days ago he was still in charge of the overall situation in Zongliang Mountain, with everything under control and the enemies clearly arranged. However, after a few days, like a kite with its string broken, no news came.He just handed over such a big stall to others and went to do another mysterious thing by himself.
Even though Wei Se was the person who believed in Tang Zhao the most in the world, he couldn't help but ask Tang Zhao in his heart: Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, are you really sure that what you are doing now takes months more than everyone else has planned? Is the overall situation achieved by working together more important?
Think about Bai Hu who disappeared before Tang Zhao, Xiang Yangzi who disappeared with her, Zheng Yun and Wei Changle who went to the front line and still don't know how things are going, Wu Shayu who died suddenly...
Uncertainties one by one and the uncertainty of the enemy's camp intertwined into the fog in front of him, making Wei Se's heart always feel like fifteen buckets fetching water - the only thing left to worry about was ridicule and teasing. Only then could the slave owners relax a little.
"You two adults!"
"Master Wang, we are here to worship you!"
"Master Wang, you want us to die!"
At this time, a crying voice came to his ears. When Wei looked up, he saw that he could see the altar in the distance.
But this place was still some distance away from the altar. The manor owners who were carrying the sacrifices at the front somehow stopped here and started sobbing in front of them.
Wei Se was unhappy, so he quickened his pace and came to the front of the team, shouting: "Everyone, can you go forward first? If you want to cry for a while, the sacrifice will start again, don't waste time..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
Because he saw the altar.
The altar is still majestic, with each level reaching to the sky and the earth like a pyramid, no different from before.
But now the altar was covered with a thin layer of fluid that looked like thick fog and mucus.
The thick liquid was dark, gloomy, and obscure, and it gurgled down the high steps.It was as if there had just been a massacre on the altar, blood flowed into a river, and the half-dried plasma turned into a shadow color and seeped down from the cracks in the stone.
At first glance, the color is just pure black, but after a second glance, it feels like a gloomy face. This black water flows into the soul through the seams of the bones.
Wei Se took a look, shuddered from the bottom of his heart, and almost screamed. He quickly brought his hand to his mouth and bit the back of his hand with his teeth. He reluctantly swallowed the exclamation, but bit out on the back of his hand. Two rows of tooth marks come.
this... this is...
"You two adults!"
A cry came from behind, and Lord Fuhu staggered up from behind. He fell to the ground after running a few steps, crawled forward on all fours, climbed a few steps, and hit his head on the ground.
The so-called crying for heaven and earth.
"Master Wang, are you here? You knew we were in trouble and came to save us? Haha... we are useless and cannot honor you, so we have to work hard for you to come and save us..."
what?
Is that liquid useless?
In the midst of the panic, I heard someone say: "It's just the water of shadow, why do you make a fuss about it and say it's the arrival of Wang Liang?"
The person talking was the rice pounder, but he was not the real rice pounder. He was a Xibei guy arranged by Tang Zhao. He forcibly broke up with the original owner on the Shadow Corridor Bridge and mingled with the manor owners as a spy.He is a swordsman of Jing'an Division, has rich undercover experience, and has more knowledge than Wei Se.
Lord Fuhu shook his head and said: "Open your eyes and see, where is the water of shadow here? How can the water of shadow be so viscous? Can it be so heavy? Let me tell you, if the water of shadow is useless, Your Lord’s sweat, then here is the blood flowing in Your Majesty’s body! My Lord is here now, and He has arrived!”
Wei Se raised his eyebrows and said, "Bleeding... Do you mean that Mr. Zu and Liang were injured?"
(End of this chapter)
"Dudu-"
The melancholy horn sounded in the air, kicking off the sacrifice. The sound spread far and wide without stopping for a long time.
"The auspicious time has come, and the sacrifices are out!"
With a loud shout, the sacrifices covered with colorful silks and satins were lifted off the huge wooden platform. Eighteen large platforms were placed on them. Each of them was carried by eight people, and they were carried to the altar in a mighty manner. go ahead.
This is really...
"very noisy."
Wei Se watched the sacrifice go out, listening to the long and melancholy horn, and felt very disapproving:
The rituals and music of this sacrifice are really unpleasant.
Moreover, can’t you just blow it when you get to the altar?
What is the difference between blowing the sacrifices when they leave the house and going to a funeral?
Speaking of funerals...the long-haired manor owner hasn't had a funeral yet...
And the Sunset Lord died in the dungeon yesterday and didn't have time to go to the funeral.The current owner of the manor is worthless if he is alive, let alone if he is dead?
Thinking of Wu Shayu's violent death, he felt a little irritable.It was obviously not a big problem, but it just made him feel a little uneasy. He wanted to see a hole in the wall of his house. Although it might have been dug out by a child, it might also be a spy hole for thieves. The next moment Some robbers came in and killed the whole family.
While he was fretting, he heard Lord Fuhu, who was wearing a large formal dress and serving as the sacrificial officer as in previous years, suddenly let out a long sigh, his voice full of sadness.
Wei Se glanced at him, put away his worries, and said: "Master Fuhu, cheer up."
Master Fuhu sighed: "My lord will not be satisfied with carrying the sacrifices like this. In the past, when carrying the sacrifices, a sword slave would sit on each sacrifice and go up to the altar together. In time for the big ceremony or if the manor was interested, They would even press a swordsman, wearing the best shadow silk, and even bring their swords with them, and throw them into the shadow together. Today is a good thing, the number of sacrifices is not enough, but there is not a single living sacrifice, my lord How can you be satisfied?"
Wei Se sneered secretly: Who are you talking about?Yesterday, he used retreat as an advance, so that the old guy couldn't bring up the matter of finding a living sacrifice - anyway, he didn't have the guts to ask other manor owners to volunteer for sacrifice, so he couldn't blame others.
Now it seems that this old guy is still obsessed with evil. Why is he still thinking about this?
Wei Se said: "Don't think so. Although there are no live sacrifices this year, the standards have been greatly improved. In previous years, those who carried the sacrifices were sword slaves, but this year they are all manor owners. These slave owners are condescending. Coolie, you can see his filial piety towards his masters."
Master Fuhu had mixed feelings after hearing this. He felt deeply that it was too shameful for dozens of manor owners to carry sacrifices together.This was all caused by Huanri Manor taking advantage of the confusion and fear of the manor owners.Jian Chenglong's grandson is really very evil.In the future, I don’t know what this person will do if he seizes the right to speak on the mountain.
Maybe they will be driven like they used to drive the sword slaves back then?
At this time, I heard the eldest young master say: "If you really need a living sacrifice, I have another plan. Let's trick the manor owners into placing sacrifices on the altar. After the sacrifice begins, we will see an opportunity and push them all together. In the quiet water, we sacrificed together. Wouldn't such sacrifices be many and have good cards?"
Lord Fuhu felt his hair stand on end when he heard this, and blurted out: "Absurd! How can this be done?"
Wei Se laughed with unknown meaning and said: "Master Fuhu, you are not willing to take such a small risk, it is better to just stay here. Do great things and cherish your own life, nothing will happen." After that, he walked to the front of the team. went.The Fuhu Master was left with an ugly expression on his face, staring at Wei Se's back like he was looking at a crazed lunatic.
But he couldn't see that the dangerous look had left this ambitious and talented hypocrite, his smile had faded, and there was a hint of worry in his brows.
By taking these manor owners to the altar, his mission is actually over.It can be said that it was completed quite smoothly.But this is nothing to be proud of. Even without Wu Shayu, he was the simplest link among all the people.It is precisely because of his low strength that he was assigned to this job, and he is fully aware of his uselessness.
It just so happened that he also took on the position of information transshipment. Information passed through his hands, and he also had an understanding of the overall situation. He knew that the end was approaching, and accidents were happening frequently. The situation was far from good, so he was worried.
For example, last night, Man Ying, who was guarding the Turtle Bandit's lair, sent back a message:
On the last night, the turtle bandits came with "strong reinforcements".
There is a swordsman character who comes from afar and is called "Qiuzhu Kingdom".After careful consideration, it should be the Autumn Pillar Kingdom among the "Four Seasons" Upper Pillar Kingdoms.
It would be fine if there was just one Shangzhu country. Anyway, everyone is used to it.It’s not like Shangzhu Kingdom has never been killed before.Even if they count, the turtle bandits have already gathered three Shangzhu kingdoms in the mere Gangliang Mountains, so there is nothing to be afraid of.Even though these Shangzhu Kingdoms are all strong swordsmen, they are not afraid of two against one.
The key is, Man Ying also said that Zhuguo also attracted a big shot in that autumn.
The big man wore a gorgeous cloak and entered the big tent as soon as he arrived.Manying had difficulty moving and did not dare to act rashly, so she could not tell any information about the person. From an intuitive point of view, the person seemed to be a woman. One more thing was certain:
This person is extremely strong and extremely noble!
She is said to be extremely valuable because of that "Prince An", his mother, Princess Wang, and the very proud Shangzhuguo. When they met this person, they were all very respectful and greeted her with honorifics. Come to think of it, this person's identity is still some kind of king. above.Said she was extremely strong...
There is no reason, Manying's intuition.
Man Ying was also a strong man. When he first saw that blurry figure, he felt frightened and could not take another look.The only way is to pretend to be a broken pipa and not attract the attention of the strong.
According to Man Ying, if she hadn't been an inanimate Abyssal Envoy, she might not have been able to hide it at all.
Finally, she added a comment that was almost nonsense: "If I were still Man Ge, I would never dare to raise my eyes to look at such a strong person, let alone think about going against her." Wei Se listened to this He couldn't help but worry about the intelligence, but with his knowledge, there was no way to analyze this kind of intelligence. Let alone guess the identity of the other party, even if the identity of the other party was reported to him loudly, he might not be able to recognize it, so he could only dutifully report this information to him. The information was forwarded to the base camp at the foot of the mountain, hoping that the big shots on his side would see it and take countermeasures.
I wonder who is calling the shots in the base camp now, and whether they can make the right decision?
Don't ruin the great situation created by your husband.
Speaking of her husband, Wei Se became even more worried. In the past few days, Tang Zhao had been talking about one thing: no news from him.
It was clear that three days ago he was still in charge of the overall situation in Zongliang Mountain, with everything under control and the enemies clearly arranged. However, after a few days, like a kite with its string broken, no news came.He just handed over such a big stall to others and went to do another mysterious thing by himself.
Even though Wei Se was the person who believed in Tang Zhao the most in the world, he couldn't help but ask Tang Zhao in his heart: Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, are you really sure that what you are doing now takes months more than everyone else has planned? Is the overall situation achieved by working together more important?
Think about Bai Hu who disappeared before Tang Zhao, Xiang Yangzi who disappeared with her, Zheng Yun and Wei Changle who went to the front line and still don't know how things are going, Wu Shayu who died suddenly...
Uncertainties one by one and the uncertainty of the enemy's camp intertwined into the fog in front of him, making Wei Se's heart always feel like fifteen buckets fetching water - the only thing left to worry about was ridicule and teasing. Only then could the slave owners relax a little.
"You two adults!"
"Master Wang, we are here to worship you!"
"Master Wang, you want us to die!"
At this time, a crying voice came to his ears. When Wei looked up, he saw that he could see the altar in the distance.
But this place was still some distance away from the altar. The manor owners who were carrying the sacrifices at the front somehow stopped here and started sobbing in front of them.
Wei Se was unhappy, so he quickened his pace and came to the front of the team, shouting: "Everyone, can you go forward first? If you want to cry for a while, the sacrifice will start again, don't waste time..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
Because he saw the altar.
The altar is still majestic, with each level reaching to the sky and the earth like a pyramid, no different from before.
But now the altar was covered with a thin layer of fluid that looked like thick fog and mucus.
The thick liquid was dark, gloomy, and obscure, and it gurgled down the high steps.It was as if there had just been a massacre on the altar, blood flowed into a river, and the half-dried plasma turned into a shadow color and seeped down from the cracks in the stone.
At first glance, the color is just pure black, but after a second glance, it feels like a gloomy face. This black water flows into the soul through the seams of the bones.
Wei Se took a look, shuddered from the bottom of his heart, and almost screamed. He quickly brought his hand to his mouth and bit the back of his hand with his teeth. He reluctantly swallowed the exclamation, but bit out on the back of his hand. Two rows of tooth marks come.
this... this is...
"You two adults!"
A cry came from behind, and Lord Fuhu staggered up from behind. He fell to the ground after running a few steps, crawled forward on all fours, climbed a few steps, and hit his head on the ground.
The so-called crying for heaven and earth.
"Master Wang, are you here? You knew we were in trouble and came to save us? Haha... we are useless and cannot honor you, so we have to work hard for you to come and save us..."
what?
Is that liquid useless?
In the midst of the panic, I heard someone say: "It's just the water of shadow, why do you make a fuss about it and say it's the arrival of Wang Liang?"
The person talking was the rice pounder, but he was not the real rice pounder. He was a Xibei guy arranged by Tang Zhao. He forcibly broke up with the original owner on the Shadow Corridor Bridge and mingled with the manor owners as a spy.He is a swordsman of Jing'an Division, has rich undercover experience, and has more knowledge than Wei Se.
Lord Fuhu shook his head and said: "Open your eyes and see, where is the water of shadow here? How can the water of shadow be so viscous? Can it be so heavy? Let me tell you, if the water of shadow is useless, Your Lord’s sweat, then here is the blood flowing in Your Majesty’s body! My Lord is here now, and He has arrived!”
Wei Se raised his eyebrows and said, "Bleeding... Do you mean that Mr. Zu and Liang were injured?"
(End of this chapter)
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