The Secret History of Mars.

In front of the olive oil pool in front of the statue, an altar was set up early. In the middle of the altar, there is a space for one person to lie down. The surrounding area of ​​the altar is decorated with various wheat grains. The entire altar is facing the jade statue of Empress Tu.

The priests had already started the pre-sacrifice ceremony. This was the first sacrifice in hundreds of years. All the priests, including the high priest, were extremely solemn and excited.

Wen Yuze hugged the sleeping Ye Qinghe, walked to the altar amidst the prayers of the priests, and gently placed her in the middle of the altar surrounded by wheat grains.Putting the crystal ball with the demon silk in Ye Qinghe's hands, and then let her arms close in front of her chest, the crystal ball pressed against Ye Qinghe's chest.

Outside Wenye Hall, on the steps of the top of the pyramid, Feng Shuhai has been painted blue all over, with a pointed headdress on his head.In the center of the steps, corresponding to the altar in the hall where Ye Qinghe lay, is a raised altar.Feng Shuhai lay on his back on the sacrificial altar, so that his chest and abdomen rose, while his head and limbs drooped.Four priests surrounded Feng Shuhai, grabbed his limbs and straightened his body.

In the bedroom on the second floor of Wenye Hall, Yuan Yizhou was woken up by the sound of gongs and drums downstairs. When he opened his eyes, he saw Cui Xingmeng lying beside him, sleeping soundly.Yuan Yizhou kissed his lover's forehead lightly, tried to sit up, but felt dizzy for a while, and fell down on the bed again, feeling exhausted.

But the sacrificial activity downstairs was really deafening, Yuan Yizhou struggled, reluctantly got out of bed, went to the balcony on the second floor and looked downstairs.The sight in front of him instantly made the hairs stand on end all over his body, and his legs, which were already barely supporting his body, softened, and he sat slumped on the balcony.From the hole in the stone railing of the balcony, Yuan Yizhou had a panoramic view of the bloody and cruel scene in front of him.

A body covered in blue has been cut open from the left rib cage, where there is a bloody black hole, which should be the location of the heart.At this time, the heart was nowhere to be found.Because of the angle, Yuan Yizhou couldn't see the whole body of the sacrificial body clearly, but he had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

Yuan Yizhou struggled to climb out of the bedroom, leaned on the wall, and finally moved to the step downstairs, and standing at the step, he could have a panoramic view of all the sacrificial activities in front of the statue in the front hall.

The heart that disappeared from the body was being held in the hands of the high priest at this time. I don't know if it was Yuan Yizhou's illusion, but the heart seemed to be still beating.

The high priest wiped the blood from his heart on the painted statue, then turned around and dipped his finger in the blood, and touched Ye Qinghe's eyebrows and her chest unconsciously lying on the altar in front of the statue. on a crystal ball.

After finishing this, the high priest scooped out a large spoonful of olive oil from the olive oil pool and sprinkled it into a dry pan that was being heated next to the altar.As the olive oil was poured into the pan, the sound of sizzling came immediately.The high priest continued to add two tablespoons of olive oil, and then put the heart in his hand into the dry pot, and there was another sizzling sound.

At this time, the chanting of the priest entered a climax, and the high priest walked back and forth along the altar, dancing and dancing, almost crazy!Then he stopped suddenly, and the prayers of the priests around him stopped abruptly.

I saw the high priest piously, facing the outside of Wenye Hall with the ruby ​​and jade stick in his hand, and raised it above his head!Soon, a beam of light shot into the ruby.The high priest knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times, got up and turned to Ye Qinghe who was sleeping on the altar, held the jade staff in his hand, and moved the ruby ​​at the top of the jade staff back and forth between Ye Qinghe's eyebrows and the crystal ball on his chest, And say something.

After a while, a beam of light from the ruby ​​was injected into the crystal ball, and the flocs in the crystal ball began to stir and slowly disappeared.The light returned from the crystal ball to the ruby ​​again. At this time, the crystal ball had no luster, it was as dark as an iron ball!
The high priest moved the ruby ​​on the jade stick to the center of Ye Qinghe's eyebrows, the light in the ruby ​​appeared again, and finally the light beam completely injected into the center of Ye Qinghe's eyebrows.At this time, the prayers of the priests started again, and it was even worse than before, and they went crazy around the altar where Ye Qinghe was lying.

The high priest walked out of the Wenye Hall and out of Yuan Yizhou's sight, only to hear the sound of prayers outside the hall was higher than inside the hall, and then Yuan Yizhou heard a "plop", like the sound of an ax cutting meat, and then there seemed to be Something fleshy was kicked off the top of the pyramid and rolled down the steps towards the foot of the pyramid.

Then the high priest returned to the front hall again, came to Wen Yuze standing in front of the golden statue of King Yu, knelt down and kowtowed and said, "To Uncle He, the demon silk has been continued, the curse of sacrifice has been lifted, and the heavenly sacrifice has been completed!"

Wen Yuze clasped his hands together in front of his chest as a return gift.

"Wen Yuze!! You sacrificed to the sea of ​​books, this is murder!!!" Yuan Yizhou was still weak all over, leaning on the steps, he moved downstairs and shouted at the front hall angrily!
Yuan Yizhou's roar echoed throughout the front hall, attracting the attention of all those who participated in the sacrifice.Wen Yuze just glanced at him indifferently, then turned his head, and said to a blue priest wearing a pointed headdress behind the high priest, "Go!" Then he turned and hugged Ye Qinghe who was on the altar , without looking back, walked towards the apse.

"Murderer, stop!" Yuan Yizhou shouted with all his strength as if his feet were on cotton, "I will definitely seek justice for Shuhai!"

Seeing that Wen Yuze had disappeared from the front hall, Yuan Yizhou felt anxious, stepped on the void, and was about to fall down the steps.At this time, a blue figure flashed in front of him and supported him. It was the priest wearing the pointed headdress.

Yuan Yizhou looked up and was even more surprised, "Book Sea?!!! You are not dead? They didn't sacrifice you alive?!"

Feng Shuhai, who was wearing priestly attire, had returned to normal at this time, and said dumbfoundingly, "Who was sacrificed alive, am I here right?! Did you take the wrong medicine, why are you like a soft-legged shrimp? Can't stand still?"

"But just now, I clearly saw on the second floor that they took out your heart and fried it." Although Yuan Yizhou was a little sleepy due to the influence of Shenmiansu, he would definitely not experience hallucinations.

"The one whose heart was taken out was a sacrificial pig. The high priest recruited animals from Yaotai. Tonight we will have a feast of whole pigs. After offering sacrifices to the sun god, it is said that people can live longer and get rid of illnesses. Misfortune relief!" Feng Shuhai has already started to drool, "It's a pity that the pig's head has been kicked off the pyramid and completed the heavenly sacrifice. It is probably rotten, and my favorite pig's brain flower is no longer available."

"Shuhai, what's going on here?" Yuan Yizhou was completely confused by what Feng Shuhai said.