Plane shop system

Several snowmobiles stopped one by one, because they had entered the deepest part of the snow mountain and came to the valley.

The first snowmobile opened the door, and two yellow-clothed guards stepped on the softly rustling snow, tentatively walking forward.

From the inside of the car to the outside of the car, it seems to have entered another world from one world.In the depths of this snow-capped mountain, the pupils of people lose all color, and everything they see is gray.

Gray snow, gray sky, gray trees, and the gray temple almost embedded in the mountain wall.

Seeing the temple, the two guards in yellow were stunned, and the high priest's eyes trembled, "It's exactly the same as the picture in the classics. This is the original temple, and this is the holy land that has been lost for 200 years!"

It's a pity that their excitement and surprise couldn't make Chi Yi deeply sympathize with him at all. He just felt that everything outside made his eyes uncomfortable, as if he suddenly became achromatopsia.

"Ara Ula..."

Outside the car, several priests had already sang the Divine Comedy. At the same time, they stretched their bodies and danced a weird dance.

Huo Youdu pulled out his own knife and pestle in front of him, and his always sharp eyes seemed to relax at this moment.

In this way, when there were still a few hundred meters away from the temple, everyone got out of the car and moved forward slowly while performing this ritual of pleasing the gods.

He looked at the temple in the distance that seemed to be integrated with the mountain wall, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: If the Chun God is still alive, why is there no news from him when his followers are in distress?If he was already dead, where did the blood on Shang Li's body come from?

Lianli is very strong, but judging by her strength, it is far from the divine power that the priests of the old country said.

If he is alive and awake, who can guarantee that he is still the former Chunshen?

At this moment, Chi Yishen suddenly remembered the main god of Deep Mercury, even if it was a god, it might not be impossible to be replaced and polluted, right?

However, he did not speak out what was in his heart to discourage the enthusiasm of these people at this time.Seeing them singing and dancing and approaching the temple with pilgrimage piety, Chi Yishen turned his head and glanced at the fence being pulled by two yellow-clothed guards, without making a sound.

It is not obvious from a distance, but when you get closer, everyone can feel the greatness of this temple. It is made of huge hard stones, and the huge pillars are carved with twining vines and flowers. The dark gate A tall and lush Chinese toon tree is drawn on it, and its thick roots extend from the gate to the bottom of the steps, connecting with each other, forming a seemingly huge and rough pattern, but in fact it is very delicate.

"This must be the totem left by God Chun from ancient times. It was lost 200 years ago, and now we finally see it again!" An old priest couldn't help but knelt down, bent over and stroked the totem on the ground, his old face was stained with tears .

Chi Yishen discovered the violation. Since no one entered here 200 years ago, why are the gates, steps and the square in front of the temple clean without any snow falling?

When his doubts arose, there was a popping sound in his ears, he opened his eyes slightly, and a wooden thorn pierced through the chest of the old priest, like a huge nail, nailing the old priest to the ground. On the totem of the square.

In an instant, blood gushed out along the wooden thorns, and flowed to the totem under him, lighting up the circles of complicated and mysterious patterns.

"Priest Antu!"

A guard in yellow screamed and was about to rush forward to rescue him, but was stopped by the high priest.

Under his surprised gaze, the high priest said, "This is Antu's own choice."

Chi Yishen suddenly turned his head to look at the high priest, but saw that the high priest's expression was extremely calm and calm, and his eyes did not shift an inch, just quietly looking ahead.

The old priest Antu's blood was almost drained by the wooden thorn, but he didn't have the slightest intention to resist. His hanging hands were as dry as two pieces of tree bark, but his face still had a calm expression on his face. Under his body, the wooden thorn growing out of the totem was tightly entangled with him. It was clearly a weapon to take his life, but the way he looked at it was like a loving mother staring at a baby who is desperately sucking milk. His expression seemed to be saying: Hey, I just bitten the penis, although it hurts, what can I do?

Babies need to be fed, and gods need to be worshiped.

The totem's request was extremely greedy, and it didn't take long to suck all the blood from the old priest Antu's body. Without the blood, the totem began to absorb the spirituality of the old priest Antu. He is over 90 years old. After 70 years of fasting and penance, there is no trace of filthy curse on his body. The active and clean spirituality gathered around this old man, and was quickly absorbed.

And the old man's willing dedication seemed to satisfy the needs of the totem a little bit. The wooden thorn growing from the totem was retracted neatly, and the body of Antu's old priest collapsed at once, and the direction of his head, Still facing the gate of the temple, everyone could only see his back, but not his expression at the moment.

After a while, his body turned into a little bit of gray debris, and as soon as the wind blew, he merged into this gray world.

Everyone who witnessed all this was silent, Chi Yishen's chest seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, it was so stuffy and heavy, it made his mouth bitter, so much so that even raising the corners of his mouth to ask, it seemed difficult.

Watching the high priest lead everyone to salute solemnly in the direction where old priest Antu left, he suddenly had a premonition that not even half of the people could go back today.

After worshiping the old priest Antu, everyone continued to move forward.

Chi Yishen and the high priest walked in the forefront side by side, and he heard the elderly high priest say: "Mr. Chi, thank you for not intervening just now."

Chi Yishen: "What will happen if I intervene?"

High Priest: "Maybe more people will die."

Chi Yi wanted to show a fake smile, but he found that he couldn't lift the corners of his lips no matter what, so he could only straighten his lips, "No matter what, I can't stand this way of sitting and watching my companion sacrifice."

High Priest: "That's because, you are very lucky, and you are still very young."

Chi Yishen paused and frowned.

The high priest obviously couldn't smile either, the furrow between his brows was very deep, this feature was the same as that of Huo Youdun and all the aged priests behind him. "I don't know where you come from? I don't know what your ultimate goal is? But we are very grateful for your gift. Without your help, our generation may not be able to reach the Holy Land in our lifetime."

The high priest began to talk about the secrets that were not recorded in the temple books and were not known to outsiders, "Before it was older than ancient times, the God of Chun was just an ordinary tree. When the first generation worshiped it because of its majesty, When it happened, it gave birth to divinity. People realized this change. In order to retain this magic, they began to increase sacrifices and tributes. During the period of ignorance, of course, bloody sacrifices using humans as animals …Later, after generations of exploration and transformation, people mastered the correct sacrificial rituals, temples were built one after another, and the big tree, which was ordinary at the beginning, completely transformed from a chaotic and bloody evil god to a The righteous god who favors the land."

"In the past 200 years, snow disasters have lingered on this land, curses have spread, and we have lost contact with Chun God. For the entire 200 years, our progress in exploring the snow-capped mountains has hardly changed. Until you appeared, you cracked the powerful secret of the entanglement , It was you who let us know that Chunshen is still alive."

"Combining the time when Tang Li appeared and the previous prophecy, we speculate that Tang Li may be the original envoy, but she has fallen..." The high priest sighed heavily, "Even the envoys protected by the gods are like this. Guessing, maybe Chunshen is no longer the Chunshen he used to be."

In other words, they also realized that Tsubaki might have been tainted by a curse?

Chi Yishen realized this, and the depression that weighed on his heart dissipated a little.

"We worship the gods, and we also create the gods...Since the gods have been tainted by the curse of filth, then we must use sacrifice, determination, and the most selfless soul to wash away the filth for the gods!" The high priest's eyes were full of perseverance.

That is to say, the current Tsubaki God is a cup of sewage, and they intend to purify this cup of sewage with the noble soul and flesh and blood of self-sacrifice?

Chi Yishen never worshiped gods, and he didn't know much about the culture of this world, so he just said under the urgent gaze of the high priest: "High priest, you don't have to explain it specifically, and don't worry that I will intervene impulsively, although I don't agree with it." What do you think, but I am just a businessman, what the customer wants to do, how to do it, as long as it does not offend the plane store, I will not intervene."

The high priest and the people behind him were visibly relieved.

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-2717:57:07-2022-08-2817:57:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Xuanyouyou;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Destiny's Apricot; 20 bottles of Xiaoye; 2 bottles of Shenmu; 1 bottle of Youyuzi Mo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!