Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 394: Two Winged Serpent Statue
An empty house meant little to her, Zhan Changfeng didn't intend to go in, just about to leave, but heard the sound of grass blades bending.

When I opened the window, I saw that the window opposite the room was pushed open, and a figure sneaked into the lobby lightly, and then walked towards the master bedroom familiarly.

When this person touched the door of the master bedroom, Zhan Changfeng also turned into the lobby. When he opened the door, he walked past him silently, stepped in first, stepped on the beam, and stepped on it.

The crossbeam hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and it was full of dust when she touched it with her hands. Fortunately, she moved very lightly, otherwise the dust would fall down.

Half of the master bedroom is dark, half is dark orange candlelight.

A two-bean-sized candle is placed in front of the east case, and a roll of kraft paper is held on the table case scale. Behind it is a man-high two-winged snake statue, and the dragon head is extremely ominous against the dim candle light.

Zhan Changfeng frowned, feeling that there was something wrong with the snake statue.

Another thief was already kneeling in front of the case, muttering something, bowed three times, then stood up, and cautiously approached the case.

Under the candlelight, reflecting his childish face, he gritted his teeth, took off the kraft paper on the scale with a sullen face, and opened it.

Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw a dozen or so names written on the kraft paper. The funny thing is, she saw her own name, Feng Zhan.

He seemed to have been hit by something, trembling, angry and helpless.Hastily re-rolled the kraft paper and put it on the scale, and left the same way.

It turned out to be human sacrifice.

From the looks of it, it was not a normal sacrifice.Zhan Changfeng moved his fingers slightly, and heard the sound of doors opening, fighting, and shouting from the lobby outside.

The black and thin old man with many gold rings on his ears stomped the man on his feet, "Jian Su, you are so ignorant that you dare to break into my house!"

The young man named Jian Su slammed his jar and slammed, "It's useless for you to be the head of the clan. It's shameless to pretend to be a public servant for personal gain!"

"Hahaha, did you see it? That's fine, I'll add your name to it at worst!" The black and thin old man twisted Jian Su's hands and pulled out a piece of rope, "It turns out that because of your talent, I want to spare you It’s no wonder I’m alive, it’s an honor for you brothers and sisters to sacrifice for the tribe!”

Jian Su's eyes were red, "Bullshit tribe, the mountain god will never let you go!"

The black and thin old man laughed even more wildly, and jokingly said, "As long as there are enough people, the mountain god will be on my side."

Jian Su's heart swayed, he took a step forward, dropped his waist, and a phantom image of a bull appeared on his body, and a rush broke free, and the black and thin old man rolled out of the gate.

The black and thin old man's eyes were sharp, "That barbarian really saved a hand for you!" He sneered, and the piece of rope in his hand cut through the air like a sharp sword and stabbed at Jian Su.

One is a foundation, one is innate, one is a patriarch, and one is a young commoner.

The huge gap between cultivation base and status made Jian Su know that there was no way to escape, and he took the blow with certain eyes.

It pierced his abdomen and knocked him out. He endured the pain and brought down the iron pot and stake. The noise woke up the tribesmen, and a figure leaned out of the window or walked out of the door.

Jian Su let out a shrill scream, and the hoarse and single voice of the young man was filled with grief and indignation, and he slammed heavily at the tribe, "Ao Yi, my father and mother are warriors of the tribe, and they sacrificed their lives for the safety of the tribe, why do you have to suffer so much?" Forcing each other, insulting my siblings!"

"what happened?"

"Oh, it must be because of Lin Han."

"That's not enough. Didn't Ao Gan give up?"

The black and thin old man snorted angrily, but before he could utter a sound, Jian Su interrupted him, and said with a wry smile, "My sister just rejected your grandson, but I didn't expect you to hold a grudge and want to sacrifice my brother and sister!"

The discussion suddenly became louder, and some words such as Aogan, Aoyi, and forced marriage came out frequently.

Someone shouted, "Those who are directly related to the warriors are exempted from sacrifices, and don't have to give them to the mountain gods. This is the rule!"

Ao Yi's dark face was engraved with deep wrinkles, how could he not see that Jian Su was leading the speech.

But after all, he was a little tender. He looked at the gathered people and said without anger, "I'm sorry, but it was the will of the mountain god to choose them."

He set his eyes on Jian Su again, and said in a deep voice, "The mountain god gave us strength to save us from the suffering of being separated and protect us from the hardships of pirates. Although your body dies, your soul will always be with the mountain god. It is such an honor. Do you dare to refuse?"

Ao Yi said loudly to the crowd, "Everyone, the pirates are by our side. We have no peace, but worship the mountain god and pray for protection. If there is one sacrifice missing in this sacrifice, can you bear the mountain god's wrath?"

"Have you forgotten the bloody light from ten years ago!"

Ten years ago, the sacrifice ran away, and more than half of the tribe was killed or injured by pirates.

That scene was like a nightmare to the living people. As expected, everyone stopped talking. Obviously, their own life and death were more important than their siblings.

Familiar faces and friendly figures, although expected, still made Jian Su feel extremely chilled. He only hoped that his sister would be aware of the movement here and escape from the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Suddenly, he saw a few people going west, and those people were Ao Yi's minions.

It must be to catch his sister.

Jian Su panicked, and a series of names came out of his mouth loudly. Facing the astonished clansman and the clan leader who gritted his teeth, he smiled happily, "Yes, this is this year's sacrifice. Congratulations, just like me. !"

There was a commotion in the scene, some people cried, some ran away, some people scuffled, and behind the dark forest where the lights could not reach, someone crushed the trunk of the tree under their hands.

Because of Jian Su's cry, Ao Yi could only arrest the sacrifice in advance. Naturally, Zhan Changfeng didn't have to go back to the wooden house by the sea. Uncle Zhang was probably leading someone to hunt her down.

The patriarch, Ao Yi, is not a power-blessing person, so she decides to look for the altar to see if there are any clues on the altar, and to figure out what is attracting her.

Human sacrifice is nothing more than taking away the soul, blood, essence, or spirit. Judging from the addition of clean grain and grass to her vegetables, it is more likely to take away the blood if people are raised to eat blood.

Zhan Changfeng became interested, so he wanted to find out. After a few ejections, he sank into the dense forest.

The confrontation between the black and white tribes was very obvious, just like this altar, which happened to be on the boundary line between the two tribes. Zhan Changfeng glanced at the stone tablet engraved with the words "forbidden place", and stepped into it with one step.

Suddenly, the sound of fierce fighting came from the side, and that was the territory of the Hei tribe.

The smell of blood was getting closer and closer, she raised her eyes slightly to watch the branches and leaves caressing, the bloody girl came out from the shadow of the forest, half a foot of moonlight reflected her cold and delicate face, and her hands were covered with duckweed crutches. Dark liquid stains.

Like a night elf.

Meeting a stranger who had never seen her before in such a weird place didn't seem to frighten her, she just cast a glance and quickly disappeared into the night.

On the other side of the borderline, the black tribe was chaotic, hurriedly walking, and kept roaring, "Those grandsons actually killed our people!" "If you dare to make trouble, kill it!" "Catch me, Really think we are easy to bully!".
Zhan Changfeng hid behind the stone tablet, watching a group of people rush towards the Bai tribe.

The girl's face is quite similar to the talented boy just now, and both of them are smart people.

She didn't stay long and went to the forbidden area.

A stone path was opened in the forbidden area, and on both sides of the entrance were two winged snake statues. The blood-red gemstone eyes looked even more treacherous under the moonlight.

Seeing the snake statue for the second time, Zhan Changfeng finally affirmed that it was the ancient scorpion snake contained in Qiyizhi, but the stone statue was more ferocious than the portrait.

Dragon head snake body, no feet, good at flying clouds and fog.

Tengshe is a well-known general of the Yaozu, known as the master of deceit.

(End of this chapter)