Chapter 281

Chapter 83 The Tragic Childhood Experience of the Younger Brother

Perhaps because he was standing at a high place, he could see the scene in the city below at a glance!

The entire ancient city below was decorated with red silk and colorful lights, just like a festive occasion.

The whole city was very happy and the atmosphere was high. Some intermittent sounds could be heard faintly.

"Where is this...? What is going on down there?"

"Is there another wormhole space down there?"

Wu Xie watched carefully and listened attentively. What he heard most was something like sacrifice.

It was obvious that the whole city was decorated with joy, not because of any happy event, but because some kind of sacrificial ceremony was being held.

Wu Xie was a little puzzled. As far as he knew, it was not necessary to dress up so festively when holding a sacrifice, right?

What kind of sacrifice was so festive?

From his height, he could see that many people gathered in the center of the city, but he couldn't see clearly what they were doing.

Then he took out a telescope from his bag, adjusted the focus and locked onto the center of the crowd.

"Hmm?" Wu Xie frowned slightly.

Through the telescope, he saw a very thin little boy tied to the altar in the center of the crowd.

A little old man wearing strange ancient costumes, with white hair and camouflage painted on his face, was singing and dancing in front of the little boy.

It gave Wu Xie a feeling of dancing for the gods.

It seemed that some kind of sacrificial ceremony was being performed.

Not long after, the little old man used a polished stone knife and a vessel to take blood from the little boy's wrist.

When the sacrifice came to this point, the men, women, and children who were originally surrounded by the strange costumes were dancing excitedly.

The atmosphere was much higher than before, and it was obvious that this should be the climax of the sacrifice.

Everyone seemed to be accustomed to this scene and was not surprised!

Wu Xie could even see joy and excitement on their faces!

"Using the blood of a virgin boy for sacrifice? What kind of sacrifice is this? Too weird, right?"

Unable to describe the feeling, looking at the thin boy, Wu Xie suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, and a trace of inexplicable heartache.

Soon, the old man who should be the priest put a bowl full of blood on the altar.

The moment they saw the bowl full of blood, those people became more excited, even to the point of madness.

They cheered, jumped, and did some weird movements that Wu Xie couldn't understand.

Wu Xie really couldn't understand their crazy behavior.

I always felt that these behaviors were full of evil spirits.

After the old man danced a great dance, he suddenly opened his hands and shouted loudly:

"Sacrifice the blood of the Son of God! Thank God! Bless the coming year with good weather and good harvests! Don't be afraid of those poisonous insects, rats and ants..."

Wu Xie actually understood what the old man said.

But he was even more confused.

"The blood of the Son of God?"

What is it?

The blood of that little boy?

People in ancient times were so ignorant and positive that they actually used the blood of a little boy to pray for good weather and good harvests?

What a joke!

Wu Xie was speechless about this behavior.

This kind of plot, am I watching a movie?

Could it be possible to watch movies on the screen inside the bronze door?

However, this is not over yet...

The screen began to switch rapidly...

He was on the top of the mountain in the last second, and in the next second he appeared directly on the roof closest to the altar, on the altar, and in the crowd...

In short!

He appeared in many positions...

Watching the sacrificial activities that were not much different from various perspectives.

The reason why Wu Xie appeared in so many positions and scenes.

It was entirely because this group of people in alien clothes had to perform the same sacrificial activities every month!

The same dance moves, the same characters, the same bloodletting...

It was performed once a month, and the scene did not change at all.

Wu Xie seemed to be watching a movie that was fast-forwarded and played repeatedly...

At the same time as he was numb, he was also full of anger!

This group of people were like beasts, doing such a heinous thing to the little boy...

But he was just a bystander, and he couldn't intervene at all, let alone stop such a cruel thing...

Year after year, month after month, the sacrifices were full of blood every time...

Every month, he was bled and fed some rough food...

Month after month without interruption...

The little boy was like a blood vessel for this group of people to feed...

The sacrifices never stopped, and the bloodletting never stopped!

Time passed slowly....

In less than a year, the little boy was already dying!

Every time the bloodletting was not properly adjusted and rested...

Persisting for so long was already the limit, and the little boy was now skinny.

Wu Xie couldn't bear to watch, a good little boy was tossed like this.

The crazy priest restrained himself: "Did you run out of blood so quickly?"

"How can you be worthy of the title of Son of God if you are so weak?"

Then, the old man asked someone to take the little boy away: "Give him some good food to nourish him, don't let him die from excessive blood loss..."

Hearing these words, Wu Xie's face was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to curse.

Damn!

You are worse than an animal!

Why don't you let someone drain a bowl of blood every month? See how long you can hold on.

If possible, Wu Xie wanted to let this old man experience the pain of this little boy being bled every month.

But, it's just a thought!

Wu Xie felt sorry for the little boy, but he was powerless.

He wanted to see what the little boy looked like, but he couldn't see his face clearly, as if there was a fog covering him.

Wu Xie had some guesses in his mind.

The previous one was in Guangxi, about the memory of the little brother!

So this one is also a memory?

In that case, everything he saw was real?

It had happened before?

Wu Xie didn't understand why he was allowed to see these?

Whose memory is this?

Who is that little boy?

Could it be... also the little brother's?

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Xie was shocked!

Soon, his guess was confirmed.

In a sacrificial scene, the little boy had reached the point of exhaustion.

The old man was reluctant to let this blood container die like this, so he treated him.

As the treatment began, Wu Xie's pupils suddenly contracted!

Kirin tattoo!

He actually saw the Kirin tattoo on the little boy's body, the little brother Zhang Qiling's body.

The previously suppressed anger could no longer be controlled and burst out...

However, even if he was angry, what was the use?

He was just a bystander, a bystander standing from a third-party perspective.

No matter how angry he was, he could not change anything.

At this time, Wu Xie felt distressed when he saw the unconscious little boy who was so thin that only skin and bones were left!

His heart was shaking fiercely!

Seeing this, there was no doubt.

This little boy who was not regarded as a human being by them, but as a blood container by them...

It turned out to be... Brother!

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