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The death of Madam Twenty-Seven created a disharmonious episode for the arrival of Zhang Yi and others.

Zhang Yi, who originally planned to take a comfortable bath, was no longer in the mood at this moment.

He touched Huahua's soft hair and calmly returned to the room with everyone.

It was still daytime, and he had no intention of taking action. He would wait for Pajigesang to meet him when he came back, and then decide on his next action.

However, he also took precautions. If the Paji family wanted to do something to them because of the death of Madam Twenty-Seven, Zhang Yi would not fall into a passive situation.

Sure enough, not long after, butler Loeb came back to find Zhang Yi.

But this time he did not come to apologize, but to apologize to Zhang Yi and others again and again.

"Dear guest, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. It was because we failed to take care of her that she disturbed your guest."

"I hope you don't take this matter to your heart."

Zhang Yi asked calmly: "How is the investigation going?"

Loeb bowed and said, "We have found out that she slit her throat with a hairpin herself."

Zhang Yi looked at him and said with a half-smile, "You don't think her death has anything to do with me, do you?"

Hearing this, Loeb smiled quickly and said, "Dear guest, you are worrying too much."

After a pause, he continued: "Even if you really want her to die, it's not a big deal. After all, how can a woman like this compare to your noble status?"

Zhang Yi and others looked at each other after hearing this, and it was obvious that Loeb didn't care much about Pajigesang's so-called wife.

It's no wonder that there are countless women around Paji Gesang.

Even though this twenty-seventh lady is somewhat pretty, she is nothing more than a plaything to Paji Gesang.

Based on what they had seen and heard since entering the snowy area, it seemed that they didn't care much about human life here.

Even if Zhang Yi killed the woman, the Paji family would not fall out with Zhang Yi because of this.

Only Liang Yue and the women in Shadow Space were angry at Loeb's statement.

Zhang Yi said calmly: "No matter what, this matter has nothing to do with us."

Lebu said: "What you are saying is that I believe that your distinguished guest must have nothing to do with this matter."

He also said: "The master of the house said when he left that your distinguished guest will arrive today. But he cannot receive it in person because he needs to attend a meeting."

"That's why he asked me to receive all the distinguished guests on his behalf. Next, you can take a look at the west part of Pudge's house and enjoy the beautiful scenery of my Pudge's house."

Paji Gesang knew that if Zhang Yi came, he would definitely check everywhere and collect intelligence.

He couldn't stop Zhang Yi, so he might as well offer to lead the way for him and gain a good impression.

Zhang Yi and others looked at each other, they had such a plan.

So Zhang Yi nodded: "That's right, it's my first time to come to the snowy area, and I'm planning to take a good look!"

The matter of Madam Twenty-Seven is a temporary break.

Zhang Yi and the others tidied up a little and walked out of the courtyard.

Loeb followed enthusiastically and acted as Zhang Yi's guide.

Zhang Yi did not refuse. After all, it was a big place and he was not familiar with it. There was no good place for him to wander around.

Paji's family is very large, and in this area where politics and religion are integrated, everything is filled with the mystery of Tantra.

Even the beams and pillars of the house are decorated with ancient Sanskrit characters, and images of the Buddha are carved everywhere.

Zhang Yi chatted with Loeb, trying to get some information about the snowy area from his mouth.

Especially the news about Sangjia Temple, Daxue Mountain and the Demon Kingdom.

However, a person like Loeb is very cautious in speaking, and basically what he said is not much different from what Zhang Yi had learned in advance.

Zhang Yi didn't feel dissatisfied, he just looked at the land with his eyes.

When he looked carefully, he realized how terrifying this area was.

After the end of the world, the forces led by the Nishida family and Sangjia Temple completely took control of the entire snow region.

Due to the panic of people's hearts, the power of Tantra has grown unprecedentedly.

Some cultures from ancient times began to flourish again.

Outside, hundreds of people were hanging on execution racks, and professional executioners were there skinning them and digging out their internal organs.

They work with great concentration, as if they are engaged in some sacred business.

When he saw Zhang Yi and others passing by, he subconsciously looked at them from head to toe, then showed his white teeth and gave Zhang Yi and others a weird smile.

Zhang Yi felt a little uncomfortable inside, but on the surface he looked at Loeb indifferently and asked with a calm look:

"Is the food culture here on the snowy plateau so strange? Even eating white meat is so meticulous."

When Loeb heard this, he smiled faintly. He was no longer surprised by the bloody scene not far away.

"The distinguished guests may not know that this is a sacred ceremony."

"sacred?"

Liang Yue frowned, with a deep chill in his eyes.

Such a scene made her very uncomfortable.

She had seen a lot of murders, but this kind of scene still made her physically uncomfortable.

In fact, not only her, but also Zhang Yi, Uncle You and Fatty Xu were not doing much better.

If they hadn't experienced too many battles and seen too many corpses, they would have vomited them out long ago.

But now in front of Loeb and others, they have to act calm and calm so that they won't be underestimated.

At least now, Zhang Yi has heard several women in the shadow space vomiting wildly.

Loeb chuckled, "You may not know, but in our Tantric sect, sacrifice is a sacred thing. And the highest-grade sacrificial object must be the body of a believer."

"Not long after, our most important ritual ceremony will be held. To this end, each family must donate a sufficient amount of human skin and internal organs to make magical artifacts."

He pointed at the corpses that had been disposed of, "These are the most loyal believers we have selected. Only their human skin and internal organs can make high-quality magic weapons."

Zhang Yi took a deep breath. Fortunately, the armor's built-in air filtration function helped him block the strong smell of blood.

“It’s such an interesting cultural tradition.”

Zhang Yi left here quickly without saying any more words.

Among the many ancient cultural heritages of Huaxu Kingdom, there is the tradition of human sacrifice.

To the locals, this is very common.

There are even some believers who are devout enough to be proud of being chosen.

Tantric Buddhism is about cultivating the afterlife, so sacrificing everything in this life, no matter what difficulties you experience, can be interpreted as living a life like a human being in the next life.

The hypocritical afterlife can be interpreted infinitely. This is the power of religion.

After everyone walked for a while, not far from the place where the sacrificial objects were taken, Zhang Yi and the others saw an extremely funny scene.

In the square in front of a temple, a great lama in red robes sat cross-legged on a bluestone platform. Below him were all believers in ragged clothes but with devout faces.

The great lama clasped his hands and preached for them.

"The purpose of hard work in this life is to accumulate merit. The more merit you accumulate, the more you can enter the Western Paradise after death."

"When the time comes, the gods and Buddhas in the sky will come to greet you in person. The road to the Paradise is paved with gold and gems. There is everything you want there. There is no cold or hunger, and everyone can live happily. "

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