undead warrior

Chapter 29 Blood Sacrifice to Ancestors

"interesting!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Caixia's mouth, and finally he turned around and looked directly at Mo Wentian.

"You have gloomy brows and murderous looks in the corners of your eyes. It seems that there is something else in your body. It seems that you are not a mortal."

"Please don't show off your eloquence, can you? I like to go straight, let my people go, and I will find a way to lure the virtual beast away."

"There is no need to lure away!"

This made Mo Wentian a little surprised. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the huge lair. He saw that the Void Beast was still eating the dragon corpse. It had a great appetite and was very fast. The dragon corpse hundreds of meters away was unexpectedly Only the tail was left to eat.The most valuable part has been eaten, there is really no need to take the risk to lure away the virtual beast.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian turned around and left, too lazy to say another word, the Iron Blood Guard wanted to stop him again, but Mr. Caixia waved his hand and had to let him go.

Just when Mo Wentian was about to climb down, Mr. Caixia said calmly, "Are you interested in joining the army?"

Mo Wentian still jumped down without saying a word, jumped to the ground a few times along the uneven bricks of the city wall, and left without looking back.

"It seems that he is not interested!"

With no other people around, Mr. Caixia showed a wry smile, and he lost that noble and unaffected look.

Mo Wentian went all the way back to Feimeng, but on the way, he heard the roar of a wild beast behind him. He thought it was an evil beast, but when he turned his head, it turned out that the Iron Blood Guard with the scar on his face was galloping towards him riding a giant colorful tiger. , the tomahawk in his hand was still raised, murderous.

Beast refining realm, really strong!

Just looking at it and sighing a little, Mo Wentian not only didn't escape, but slowed down his pace, but the Suiyue knife in his hand was hanging down, shaking slightly with his footsteps, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The roar of the colorful giant tiger became more and more rapid. Mo Wentian could still feel the fierce murderous intent behind him, but he still didn't escape, because even if he escaped, he couldn't escape the palm of the beast refining master. He was betting that the other party would not dare to kill him.

Sure enough, the colorful giant tiger rushed past, and the Iron Blood Guard did not swing down the battle axe.

"Ow..."

The colorful giant tiger suddenly stopped in front again, turned around and roared at Mo Wentian, and the Iron Blood Guard shouted loudly.

"If you escape, I will definitely kill you. For your courage, my son will reward you."

A scroll was thrown, and the colorful giant tiger turned around again, and rushed forward. Mo Wentian reached out to catch the scroll, and after opening it, he was stunned.It turned out to be a letter of recommendation, recommending myself to join Zhantian Academy.

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he put away the recommendation letter, it might be useful.As for why Young Master Caixia did this, he didn't care, it was nothing more than thinking that he might be useful, and wanted to owe him a favor first.But at that time, whoever uses it will be free to say, maybe let him taste the taste of stealing a chicken without losing money.

Before reaching the landing place of the flying monsters, the battle monsters of the Lingxiao Empire flew through the air and flew towards Xuanwu City. The virtual beasts ate the dragon corpse again, which made them more courageous.

When he returned to the anchorage of the flying boat, he received a warm welcome. This journey was thrilling, and people had long since returned home.Anyway, they robbed the Zhao family of a batch of belongings and a flying boat, and there was an explanation when they went back, so everyone started the flying boat and left impatiently.

In the cabin, Mo Wentian closed his eyes to rest his mind, Mo Youlan was on the left, Mo Shidie was on the right, as long as he stretched out his arms, he could hug the left and the right, but Mo Wentian was not interested in attacking the junior, so he kept silent.

"We checked the power system of the flying boat you captured, and we have a secret record from our Mo family."

Mo Youlan broke the silence, and Mo Wentian frowned immediately. It seems that the last time the flying scorpion fell, it was the Zhao family's manipulation.

"We have already camouflaged the flying boat. The Zhao family will never be able to tell that we snatched it back."

"It doesn't matter if you look at it."

Only then did Mo Wentian speak faintly, Mo Youlan wanted to say something, but he swallowed it again.

The flying scorpion didn't fly directly back to Evil Corpse City, and the time didn't allow it. First, it went to the wilderness and abandoned village for the night. When the flying scorpion landed, it opened the door and entered the house happily, but they all froze there.

I saw more than a dozen corpses lying in disorder in the room, and some people were nailed to the wall and their bodies were broken.

"It's the Huang family in Vulture City!"

Mo Shibao blurted out, and everyone rushed in to check. There was no trace of struggle, and some corpses were still tied up, and they were escorted in and beheaded.

Mo Wentian stepped up to the broken corpse on the wall and inspected it carefully. The executioner was skilled and avoided the vital points. It should not be intentional torture, but torture to extract a confession.

"Hey... people are dead, let's bury them all!"

No clues could be found, Mo Shibao sighed, but everyone looked at him with contempt, everyone hurriedly dragged the corpse outside, instead of burying it, cut off the limbs, tomorrow they will become evil Corpse, crush the head to get the corpse crystal.

Mo Wentian didn't feel uncomfortable with what they did. This is the way people in the wilderness survive, using everything available to survive.

"Are you stimulated?"

Mo Wentian's question made Mo Shibao smile wryly, "It's no wonder I'm not stimulated when I'm with you!"

This is the voice of everyone. In their eyes, Mo Wentian is a monster, and they have all been greatly stimulated.The only good news is that this monster belongs to the Mo family, not an enemy.

As the sky gradually dimmed, everyone began to barbecue in the house again, this time roasting vicious dogs.Mo Wentian didn't let people rush to seal the door, but gobbled up a beast leg, wiped his hands and walked out.

When he got up, Mo Shidie got up and followed behind, it seemed that only by her side could he feel safe.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Mo Wentian stopped and turned around. Mo Shidie almost bumped into his arms, but reached out and hugged his waist.

Mo Wentian had no choice but to yell at Mo Shibao, "Get your sister away."

But Mo Shibao shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he was helpless. When the siblings reunited, Mo Shidie didn't say a word, his eyes were empty and scary, only when he was around Mo Wentian would he be a little bright.

"go back!"

With a cold drink, Mo Shidie let go, but looked up at him with a pitiful expression, which made Mo Wentian soften his heart, so he had to lower his voice and say, "I will patrol the village at night, in case The enemy has not gone far, come back, be obedient."

Sure enough, it worked, Mo Shidie obediently returned to sit by the campfire, staring at the flames with empty eyes.People were even more surprised that Mo Wentian was going out at night again, this guy is a lunatic!

Stepping out, he took the initiative to close the door, and the people inside had no choice but to seal the door.

Mo Wentian looked at the last rays of the setting sun, smiled confidently, and ran towards the vast forest.

In the early morning of the next day, he came back covered in blood. Amidst the exclamation of the people, he put down the thousand catty tusk pig dragged on the ground, threw the other end from the storage ring, and got into the cabin of the flying boat. She curled up in a corner and fell asleep.

This night was really exhausting, he was eager to recover his cultivation, when there were no enemies to kill, he could only attack the evil beasts, and he had to avoid those powerful evil beasts that were invincible.I ran around looking for them all night, and killed a few of them.

The hard work was not in vain, the vicious beast had tenacious vitality, and what he gained in one night allowed him to restore his cultivation to the sixth level of Tongmai.

People entered the flight one after another, not daring to disturb the sleeping Mo Wentian, only Mo Shidie curled up beside him and lay down silently, Mo Shibao sighed, took out the blanket and covered them both.

From sunrise to sunset, Evil Corpse City has already shown its face on the ground. When it went there, there was one flying boat, but when it came back, there were two boats, and it was only two days after going there. The owner of the Mo family was standing on the top of the building and stroking his beard. What happened.

The two flying boats directly and slowly landed on the garden lawn in the Patriarch's Mansion. Patriarch Mo jumped down from the roof and walked steadily.

When the flying boat was stable and people disembarked with items and prey, he was stunned.Mo Wentian was covered in blood, and he went to the deck with sleepy eyes to stretch, and he was even more taken aback.

"Old man, did you catch the traitor?"

When his words came from the deck, Patriarch Mo smiled wryly, as there was really no way to show him his majesty.

"I'll talk about this later. What happened to these things and that flying boat?"

"It was snatched from the Zhao family." Mo Wentian said this sentence lightly, the next moment his face was serious, and he shouted, "Open the ancestral hall, worship the ancestors, and sacrifice blood!"

The words stunned the children of the Mo family. He is just an elite disciple. What right does he have to say that he can worship the ancestors, but only once a year at the end of the year.

But Patriarch Mo's hand trembled, what he cared about was the word "last blood sacrifice", which was the rule set by the first ancestor of the Mo family, to use the heads of the enemies to worship the heaven and the earth, and wish the Mo family victorious in every battle.Later, the Mo family was assigned to Xihuang, and changed to worship ancestors, which was only used a few times.

Patriarch Mo asked worriedly, "Is there a sacrifice?"

"Are 51 heads of elite Zhao family members enough?"

"enough!"

Patriarch Mo almost jumped up, and then yelled, "Open the ancestral hall, sacrifice blood to ancestors..."

A loud roar spread throughout the city, and people looked towards the Patriarch's Mansion in surprise, most of them didn't know what blood sacrifice was.

The priests in the ancestral hall also heard the shout, and they were all startled. They knew the meaning of blood sacrifice well.

Not long after, a mighty crowd rushed in. Seeing that they were led by the head of the family, they hurriedly opened the gate of the ancestral hall to greet them. The huge square of the ancestral hall was quickly crowded, and the humble Mo family could only stand outside the square.

Not only the Mo family came, but people with other surnames in the city also came to watch the fun. A long table was placed outside the main hall of the ancestral hall, with only an incense burner on it and nothing else.There are not so many red tapes in the blood sacrifice, just to let the ancestors see the military exploits of the Mo family.

Mo Wentian walked to the table with a solemn face, and took out a bloody head and placed it on it amidst the exclamations of the people.This was just the beginning, the heads were taken out one by one, and started to be stacked neatly.

"Oh my god! Then... aren't you Zhao Sanshui! And... and Zhao Qian!"

"They're nothing. You didn't see the one on the left on the second floor. That's Zhao Hongru's head. That's the grandson of Patriarch Zhao!"

"It's over! It's over! This is a war with the Zhao family, how many people will die by then!"

"I'm afraid of the ball. The Zhao family killed so many people from our Mo family. They should have killed them back long ago. Everyone who went to Xuanwu City this time is a hero."

There were noisy discussions, some were excited, some complained, and some were frightened. They finally understood the meaning of the blood sacrifice.

(End of this chapter)