Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 19 For the peace of the world, he deserved to die
It's dangerous, thanks to Aning who arrived in time.Otherwise, it would be too unfair for him to be drowned.

Aning patted him on the back to calm him down. "If it's really difficult, don't make it difficult for yourself."

Jing Zhao slapped it away, and roared angrily, "You're sick! Stay away, you're still walking into the water, don't you know you're still injured?!"

After Jing Zhao yelled, he felt his ears buzzing.He was really scared just now, afraid that the two of them would be folded in the monstrous waves.

The boy endured his anger and stood behind him without saying a word.

Jing Zhao looked at him like a puppy who had been wronged but still steadfastly wagged its tail beside its master.The anger that filled his chest subsided.

"Sit here and let me have a look." With a straight face, he patted the beach beside him.

Aning sat down obediently.

Jing Zhao tore off his clothes, and the white cloth wrapped around the wound was soaked, but fortunately the wound was not torn, and no blood leaked out.

"Does it hurt?" Jing Zhao looked at him and asked.

Aning nodded lightly, "It's soaked in sea water, a little bit."

Jing Zhao choked with anger.He wanted to scold him for what he deserved!They all told him not to come, but they didn't listen.With such a high salinity in sea water, it will certainly hurt!Not only will it hurt, but it may also cause inflammation!
"I'll carry you back." Jing Zhao said with a cold face, he bowed and carried Aning directly to his back.

The hot temperature of the young man behind him came from his back, Jing Zhao suddenly felt something bad, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, but the young man avoided it.

"What are you doing, Gu Jingzhao?"

"Don't move! Let me see if you have a fever." Jing Zhao touched his forehead, feeling hot.

He was really going to be pissed off by Aning!It's not for nothing that he took care of him last night and finally got rid of the fever. This kid made his hard work go to waste in one fell swoop.

"Gu Jingzhao, my brain hurts."

The young man's voice was weak, Jing Zhao rolled his eyes, forget the pain!In the dark, he couldn't help quickening his pace, "Don't sleep, you'll be home soon."

"En..." The young man responded softly, his voice as low as a mosquito's.

Gu Jingzhao was afraid that he would faint again, so he started talking to him.

"The Anfeng gang suffered from me last night, they will definitely not let it go, do you believe it?"

"En." After hearing the boy's response, he continued.

"This person, once he has greed, he will be dissatisfied. If his heart is not satisfied, he will have desires. If people's desires are too strong, they can no longer be called humans, but beasts; they can be manipulated and used. Beast."

Jing Zhao's fox eyes deepened, "I want them to worship me as a god, respect me, fear me, and use them for me."

"how to use?"

Jing Zhao told him some of the ideas he had just had when he was looking at the sea.

Aning smiled lightly, "Gu Jingzhao, do you dare to borrow the name of the god?"

"I don't believe in gods, I don't believe in witches, I only believe in myself. What about the name of the gods, I can borrow it if I want." Jing Zhao's words became more and more firm. Since it is a chaotic world, he doesn't mind making it even more chaotic. The world of the county, so what if he wants it!
After the words fell, the people behind did not respond for a long time.

Jing Zhao was worried that he would faint, so he shook slightly, "A-Ning?"

After a while, a very soft voice came from behind: "What a coincidence, I don't believe it either."

When Jing Zhao heard this, he chuckled lightly, the corners of his lips slightly raised with a hint of warmth.

Just at this time, a round of red sun on the beach slowly rises from the east from the sea level, and the entire sea area is from far to near, extremely dazzling red to extremely gorgeous gold, and the beauty is unparalleled.

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ancestral hall.

The oil lamp was lit all night.

"Major, could it be that Zhiping made a mistake and didn't find food here? In this famine era, who can have so much food?"

An Feng glanced at him: "Didn't you see the eggs in the bucket?"

"But didn't we look for it? Did we find it?"

"If you can't find it, it doesn't mean you don't have it. It must be hidden by him!" Suddenly, a person slapped the table and stood up. He firmly believed in Anfeng, and believed that Shangshiji must have food.

Another person said: "He didn't know we would go. Why, can he still predict the future?"

The people around him gave him a sideways look, "The great witch is listening up there, don't talk nonsense." He pointed to the sky with a worried face, indicating that there is a god.

An Feng turned his head to look at the two people, "He doesn't have such magical powers, but don't forget, there is the kid he picked up beside Gu Jingzhao. Did any of you see that kid yesterday?"

"If you want me to say, Gu Jingzhao came out to hold us back so that the kid would have time to move all the food away."

"Major, you old man, make up your mind!"

"Let's be hungry and suffer a little bit, and we'll get over it after a while, but what about the Dawu's tribute?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped talking.The baby who was sent to do hard labor never came back.

In the past few years, Dawu came to the stockade to conscript hundreds of hard labor and hard labor every year, and all the young and middle-aged men in the stockade were called away. Now the spring planting and autumn harvest are all used by the women in the family.

If this year's hard labor is not enough, then boys and girls will be recruited as life sacrifices...

Everyone sitting in the hall lowered their heads.The person who just spoke had just given birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins in his family. Originally, this matter was hidden secretly so that no one would know about it.

If the great witch knew that his family had given birth to a pair of children, which was a bad omen, he would definitely be unable to escape the sacrifice to the gods.But that child is really cute, how could he bear to see him calling grandpa repeatedly.

"I, my youngest son is only eight years old..." Suddenly, one of them covered his face and couldn't help sobbing.If it really comes to the stage of life sacrifice, none of them who have children in their families will be able to escape.

An Feng sighed lightly.

Why isn't he worried, An Zhiping has just turned seven years old.The eldest son was conscripted by the great witch, and the younger son sacrificed to the gods, so what's the point of his life being alive.

His eyes were sad, and he glanced at everyone in the hall, every household in Xiaxi was the same as his.

The current predicament can only be solved by food, and only when the food is obtained can the Dawu's tribute be handed over, and they will not starve to death!
An Feng sighed, collected himself, and slapped the table heavily.

"Let's go to Shangshiji again, and Gu Jingzhao must hand over all the food!"

"I didn't ask for food last time, why do I ask for it this time?" asked one of the people in the crowd.

An Feng became ruthless, with a fierce look on his face: "Didn't he have a helper? This time, he and his helper were captured together! If he doesn't hand over the food, he will burn his Shangshiji!"

It's all for the children, for survival.

No matter how kind people are in this environment, they will be forced to become robbers and bandits.

If Gu Jingzhao is sacrificed, the whole of Xiaxi can be brought back to peace and tranquility, and he deserves to die!

Everyone in the hall exchanged glances and nodded heavily: "Everything is up to you."

(End of this chapter)