Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2874 Red King Sacrifice
"...Yes, yes, I saw this child on the street who was at a loss, it was poor, so I brought him here."

Kira silently listened to the conversation between the Inhuman aunt and another young Inhuman man in a white robe.

This is... the temple.

Like a place like the Temple of Heaven, the temple is a trapezoidal building in the center, simple and magnificent.

There are people who pay homage here, whether they are aliens or aliens, just before the square... His Royal Highness the Scarlet Princess, is it really here?
It was an incredible thing for Qila to meet the most holy ancestor of the [Bai nationality]... The people and things here are far beyond its cognition.

——White Devil.

Aunt Yiren turned Kira’s white scales into [White Devil], which is a rare disease—rare is not unheard of, there are occasional patients with [White Devil] disease in [Red City], and there are some who have been cured Record.

It wasn't that Kira didn't believe... it was hard to accept.

The white scales are an important mark that it is qualified to be a sacrificial priest in the [Bai nationality]. It cannot accept such an important feature in the eyes of the people here, it is a kind of illness.

"Okay, I see, you go back first, and leave this child to me." The strange man in white robe said with a smile at this time.

"You stay here well." Aunt Yiren pressed her forehead with her hand at this time, and then nodded to Qila's eyebrows... This seems to be some kind of etiquette, "It's okay, Priest Janis will take care of you." take care of you."

It froze in bewilderment.

Aunt Yiren was about to leave, Qila opened her mouth instinctively, as if she wanted to keep her, but Aunt Yiren just gave her a reassuring look, "I'm going back to prepare the tribute too."

... a tribute?
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"... [God] Princess, how many are there?" Zhao Huai'an suddenly asked at this moment—after digesting the information disclosed by Sikong Jieyue, he carefully remembered the reaction of the [Yu Clan] warrior who had just left .

The soldier doesn't seem to be surprised that [Xia Ji] did the same thing as the green-haired girl—or, this kind of thing is already commonplace?

In fact, he wanted to ask even more, since the [Red King] and the [Tianhou] were not husband and wife, who were the handlers of these [God] princesses—he felt that he was superficial, but he planned to forgive himself.

"I don't know how many there are." Little old man Sikong shook his head, "[God] princesses will appear every once in a while, but they are not the same person, but they all have similar appearances. Of course, two or more [God] princesses will appear. It is not uncommon for a god princess to be in the same frame."

Zhao Huai'an became more and more confused the more he listened, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows...Suddenly, he frowned, and said in a deep thought: "No, there is something wrong with what the old man said! Our people once found a statue of [Red Empress] in the conservatory palace. ], the inscription on it clearly reads..."

"To my favorite wife, Abrielle Ni Ramaju Rafael." Sikong Jieyue interrupted and continued, "Is that the sentence?"

Zhao Huaian nodded.

Sikong Jieyue sneered disdainfully and said: "This should be translated by the scholars you brought, right? They translated it wrong, and the correct meaning is [My Most Admired]. It's just that the so-called historians who came later easily They simply regard the female image of the "Queen of Heaven" as the wife of the Scarlet King. They have this recognition early on, so when translating ancient Chinese, they will naturally have preconceived ideas."

"So..." Zhao Huai'an nodded in doubt, and when he was about to say something, his heart moved... He looked at Mr. Luo calmly, tapped his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rather stupid. I'm all confused by these things...how about you come, Mr. Luo?"

He wanted to see what this Mr. Luo and old man Sikong could come up with.

Mr. Luo smiled and said: "No, I think Mr. Zhao's question is very good. He is indeed a person who will become an official Jinyi in the future. He is very professional."

——I T...what the hell!
"[Tianhou] is also in [Red City]?" Zhao Huaian continued to ask after pondering for a while.

Old man Sikong picked up another bun, and said casually, "Young man, you don't know the rules. Since it's sharing information, you have to come up with something, right?"

This is a picky old man.

Zhao Huai'an turned his gaze, and then suddenly said: "Old man, I have a piece of news here about Sikong Ju... that is your precious son, do you want to hear it?"

Sikong Jieyue, who was biting the bun, was stunned... He frowned, "Do you have any news?"

Zhao Huaian chuckled lightly and said, "Then it depends on how much this news is worth to you."

Sikong Jieyue pondered and remained silent, his eyes flickering non-stop, as if weighing... Finally, "What do you want to know?"

Zhao Huaian glanced at Mr. Luo again, and then said calmly: "Why did you fake your death and leave clues for Sikong Ju... What is the purpose of your plot to lure Baigang Jinyi into the [Red King's Mausoleum]?"

"I didn't play a game." Sikong Jieyue said indifferently, and added, "Whether I play a game or not, Yuhuatian will come to [Red King's Tomb]."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Huaian asked.

"He has a reason to come." Sikong Jieyue shook his head and said, "As for the reason, you can check it yourself... I don't know if there are many more."

"You don't know?" Zhao Huai'an was very surprised, the old man's words didn't make sense, and there was no logic at all.

At this time, Mr. Luo suddenly said: "Mr. Sikong, did you encounter something that you can't understand?"

Sikong Jieyue was silent for a while, before he said: "Do you really have any news?"

"I can tell you now that Sikong Ju is not dead." Zhao Huaian said directly: "Some extraordinary things even happened to him."

Sikong Zhaiyue frowned even deeper, he sighed, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll tell you."

Whether it's Zhao Huai'an, the guy who knows some of his details, or the woman who allowed him to see the five-layer secret box, the woman's master...even the two [God] princesses, let Sikong Dieyue know that this table is all hidden. not simple!
"That was already three years ago." Sikong Zhaiyue breathed out, and said slowly: "In the past three years, Baigang Jinyi... or Yuhuatian, has entered [Red King Tomb] one after another. Three times..."

Zhao Huaian just frowned at this moment, surprised but not terrified... just showing a pensive look.

Mr. Luo said: "Three times? Is it the early exploration work?"

Sikong Jieyue shook his head and said: "Every time, they have already entered the [Red City]... I believe that the first time I met Yuhuatian was probably not his first progress, before that , and perhaps many more times.”

Mr. Luo said: "But along the way, I walked with Mr. Yu, and he doesn't look like he has entered the interior of [Red King's Tomb]."

"That's the problem." Sikong Zhaiyue nodded, "The first time I saw them go out of the wilderness, and the second time I saw them come back, I followed them all the way, and I also found the problem you mentioned... It feels like a problem. It seems that they don't remember that they have ever entered the [Red King's Mausoleum]. And there is one thing that is quite strange, that is, as many of them come in, as many of them go out, and there are not many of them."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Zhao Huaian thought for a while and said, "At least there is no damage."

"No damage?" Sikong Jieyue sneered, "Let me ask you, you came all the way here, how many people did you lose this time?"

Zhao Huai'an didn't speak, not mentioning the people they lost, it's just Zhao Huai'an's own experience... In that terrible hive, many people have been eaten by two-headed lizards...

"If I tell you that after Yuhuatian leaves here, there will still be so many of you, not a few of you, would you believe it?" Sikong Jieyue said calmly.

Zhao Huaian shook his head subconsciously.

Sikong Zheyue said: "I don't believe it either, but I saw it with my own eyes... and it was twice! The [Red King's Tomb] is not as simple as you imagine... Including this [Red City], it is not simple either! "

"What about you?" Zhao Huai'an sneered, "How many times have you entered [Red King Mausoleum]... three times, four times? Or more?"

"Tell me about Ah Ju." Sikong Jieyue said in a deep voice.

"Look for yourself." Zhao Huaian threw out a jade slip at this time, "I don't know what happened to Sikong Ju, but you'd better be mentally prepared... Maybe Sikong Ju at this time, It's not the one you know anymore."

Sikong Zhaiyue hastily took the jade slip, and poured a burst of spiritual power into it to activate the jade slip.

I saw some images began to appear on the jade slips... It was what happened in the hive, there was no sound, No. 1 called vision... Zhao Huaian's vision.

"Ah Ju!?" Seeing Sikong Ju's strange appearance in the jade slips, Sikong Zayue stood on the spot for a moment, "How could it become like this..."

He read it over and over again, as if to verify the content inside, and as if to verify the authenticity of the jade slip.

Zhao Huai'an said at this time: "I escaped from here after a narrow escape. I didn't expect that there was such a huge beehive hidden in the courtyard... Fortunately, Mr. Luo, you left early, otherwise it would be a big disaster." Trouble. But now that Sikong Ju is able to control those two-headed lizards, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome! Old man Sikong, don't you think that there will be bad things if you lure your son to the [Red King's Tomb]? "

"I really can't help it." Sikong Jieyue said in a daze: "I just hope that when I'm gone, ah, he can stand up... [Red King's Tomb] I have been here many times, this kid is very smart , as long as he can remember what I taught him, according to my tips on the road, he will only be safe from danger along the way. I hope he can grow up, but why, why... like this? "

He looked at the crowd blankly.

Zhao Huai'an said indifferently: "The expectations of parents for their children will always exceed the capabilities of the children themselves...【You are my son, you can do it】...In this case, in my opinion, it is better to say encouragement than encouragement." More like a spell."

Sikong Zhaiyue put down the jade slip in his hand dejectedly, his face pale.

Zhao Huaian said: "You are so nervous about this son, why don't you go find him?"

Sikong Zhaiyue said: "I can't get out."

"what?"

Sikong Jieyue said irritably: "I can't get out! After the 【Red City】appears, unless the Scarlet King Sacrifice is over and the place returns to its original appearance, there is no way out at all!"

"Return to the original appearance?" Zhao Huaian asked subconsciously: "What appearance?"

"An empty city!"

Zhao Huai'an frowned and said, "In other words, everything you see here is nothingness...just an illusion?"

"Illusion?" Sikong Jieyue sneered, "Illusion what you ate, don't you feel it?"

He pointed at the maid again and said, "The clay tablet of sword intent that I was pitted by this girl was taken out of this so-called illusion. Now it is in the hands of old man Cao. Do you think it is nothingness?"

"Mister, it's a normal business." The maid suddenly narrowed her eyes.

At this time, the little old man slapped his mouth on the table vigorously, and said with nothing to love: "Every time I think of me, I feel like I will die. Can I be angry? My son's life or death is uncertain now, and I am very angry now." Big! I will kill you..."

The little old man stood up abruptly, drew out a small knife, and acted viciously.

In an instant, a structured long spear emerged from the void, pointed straight at the old man's brow, and spun gently.

"I'll kill you..." The little old man who had just stood up suddenly sat down, "No... Wow, bullying the old man! It's unreasonable! Help!! Young people don't talk about martial arts Wow! My son... why is my life so miserable! I have a hundred-year-old mother who is addicted to it every day..."

At this moment, the old man Sikong rolled directly on the ground, his legs were scrambling, and he burst into tears.

"This old man..." Zhao Huai'an is stupid, he has never seen such a shameless [senior]...but as a [senior] don't get up, he is indeed invincible.

Attract onlookers.

In fact, in the small shop, there is only one boss whose wife runs away with others—but the boss dare not move, the [God] princess is sitting there, and there are two...

"Old man, you don't have to go out." Mr. Luo suddenly said at this time: "Because your son may also be here."

Sikong Jieyue stopped crying immediately, sat up immediately, and said in a daze, "What did you say?"

Mr. Luo pointed.

Sikong Jieyue and Zhao Huai'an looked in that direction subconsciously - they saw a small two-headed lizard lying on the stovetop of the steam oven outside the small shop door at some point.

The eyelids of the alien eyes opened and closed, as if they were looking at everything here...the appearance was extremely strange.

"Ah Ju?" Sikong Zhaiyue shuddered violently, and rushed towards the two-headed lizard on the stove.

But the two-headed lizard turned around and jumped down, and jumped into the crowd with incomparable agility. Sikong Zhaiyue caught up in an instant... Zhao Huaian followed it without thinking.

The shop owner was taken aback by this move.

Mr. Luo said: "Boss, pay the bill."

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They are handsome men and beautiful women... this line.

Looking around, Duobao is curious about everything here - mainly the street snacks.

Compared to him, the twin sisters are much more reliable. At this time, they are paying attention to their surroundings...especially in the hidden corners, to see if there is a password for the mountain gate left by Master Uncle Liangdao—no.

【Miss Lan】At this time, there was a slight itching feeling in the palm of her hand... It was some kind of signal from 【Xiao Zuo】hidden in her left hand.

——Great Witch Master, I smell something bad...

[Miss Lan] nodded calmly.

After entering this big city, there seems to be a feeling of being integrated into it naturally.

"Have you noticed that the language of this city is quite ancient." Kaguya Chiho pondered: "I have only seen this ancient language in some ancient documents."

[Miss Lan] looked at Hui Ye Qianfeng in surprise—it was up and down, a lot of up and down.

Chiho Kaguya frowned, "What do you mean?"

"No!" [Miss Lan] blinked her eyes and said, "I actually thought your head was just muscles, but I didn't expect..."

Chiho Kaguya told herself not to be angry...so fucking angry!

"Duobao, Duobao, let's go, don't look at it!" My sister suddenly called out at this moment.

I saw the young man standing in front of a stall selling sesame seed cakes, sucking his fingers and drooling... My sister rolled her eyes and walked straight over, so she had to drag this guy away.

"Senior sister, there's something..." Duobao hurriedly pointed.

"What is it?" My sister glanced subconsciously, but saw a small two-headed alien species crawling across the country quickly on the eaves of the stall. My sister was stunned, "That big one?"

However, in this city, humans and alien races can coexist. Seeing a two-headed lizard crawling past, the twin sister didn't take it seriously...

"Sister, here is the mark of the uncle!" The younger sister summoned at this time.

Here [Miss Lan] and Kaguya Qianfeng also heard the movement... I saw the twin sisters standing in front of an alley and waving.

The place where the mark is located is an inconspicuous corner of the wall.

"Well, it's indeed a sign of our sect..." The twin elder sister pulled Duobao over and took a look, "This is not a sign to warn of danger. It seems that the uncle and the others have not encountered any danger for the time being."

"It's pointing this way." Zi Yan pointed to the depths of the alley and said.

"Go, let's go and have a look." Qing Yan immediately walked forward.

"Wait a minute." [Miss Lan] suddenly called out to everyone at this moment—she was squatting in the corner at this time, reached out and touched the mark on the wall, and said in a deep voice: "Your uncle, let's go!" How long have you been gone?"

Qing Yan subconsciously said: "How long have you been separated? They came in front, and we followed behind. It took no more than two hours before and after. How long can it be? Why, is there something wrong with the mark?"

"This mark..." [Miss Lan] frowned and said, "Do you think it took only two hours?"

The mottled marks on the corners are the old marks of time.

(End of this chapter)