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Sacrifice, blood sacrifice.
Even the most evil and distorted nobles of the empire would not want to have anything to do with the blood sacrifice, at least on the surface.
Harrison Port, where Ian is located, is located at the edge of the Southern Ridge Province of the Empire, next to the Baisen Mountains and the redwood forest that stretch for thousands of miles. In addition to the imperial immigrants, there are also a large number of indigenous villages settled in the redwood forest and along the coast.
Most of these natives believe in primitive totems and psionic spirits, or some kind of natural phenomenon.
In addition, there are also tribes that believe in intelligent monsters, and even weird, evil and alien shapes.
No matter who these indigenous tribes believe in, they are used to blood sacrifices, and even don’t mind cannibalism under special circumstances.
Although it is rumored that they are very hospitable, because most of them settled in the depths of the Baisen Mountains, and no one knows why they are hospitable, few immigrants are willing to enter Qunsen and communicate with them.
——Who knows if he is a guest, or if he is being hospitable?
However, Ian’s uncle hooked up with these people, or in other words, was entangled in the black mushroom extract provided by the other party, and became the other party’s eyeliner at the dock.
Although my uncle thought he was doing it secretly, Ian was smart enough to remember those weird people who acted strangely and dressed strangely before he awakened his memory
In the image that came to mind, the aborigine who communicated with his uncle was short in stature, similar to a child, and his exposed skin was covered with complicated totem magic patterns.
Ian was just a memory, and the lines that contained strange power made him feel dizzy and nauseous, and the obsidian saber on the opponent’s waist was even more ferocious, full of blood.
With a little deduction and refining the key words in his memory, Ian’s guess about the transactions between his uncle and those dangerous natives was pretty close.
“It’s a pure sacrifice.” He was sure.
Although the people of Bai are not considered a rare ethnic minority, their bloodlines do have something special, and they belong to an ethnic group that is relatively close to spiritual power.
As for the pure spirituality of children, they are naturally the best sacrifices. It should be that the indigenous tribe who wanted to sacrifice to the gods could not find a suitable sacrifice, so they made a deal with their uncle.
“Call scum, purebred scum.”
He let out a long breath, Ian regained his senses from his memory and suppressed his anger.
He began to think rationally: “From the point of view of that scumbag, I am already eight years old, and I can do a little housework and odd jobs. If I am older, I can go to the dock to carry goods and distribute fish, which is considered a labor force.”
“That is to say, there is still room for squeezing.”
“But my brother, a two-year-old child, is a loser at all. He can’t do his work and is noisy all day long. For the delusional scum who has already smoked black mushrooms, even throwing it away is considered a profit, let alone Sell to someone else?”
Easy to understand ideas.
As for the blood sacrifice, how miserable it is
That scum obviously doesn’t care.
“Damn him.”
Ian’s bottom line has always been very low, and he can even understand the mental journey of various felons through empathy. For this reason, he almost failed the boarding trial in his previous life and was regarded as an “abnormal thinker”.
But this was still too much, and he was indeed aroused.
However, compared to his anger, he couldn’t help but sink when he thought of his younger brother – everyone knows how noisy children under two years old are, and there is no movement in the room, which is obviously abnormal.
Ian turned his head and looked at the door. Could it be that his brother had been sent away and killed?
Don’t talk about the other party, but his younger brother in this life, the kind who sings a lullaby himself to lull him to sleep.
It is enough to anger a simple two-year-old strange child to encounter such a thing.
“If my younger brother has really been sent away, it can only prove that the scumbag has gone crazy to the limit, and my situation is extremely bad. He may attack me at any time, and all previous guesses will be invalidated.”
Ian’s eyes were serious, and he frowned and whispered: “Even if I am a fool, I will know if my brother disappears suddenly, and I can’t hide it for long.”
“And he has sucked mushrooms to such an extent that he can’t use reason to judge what he’s doing.”
——This is the scariest thing about lunatics, they can do anything, it’s impossible to predict!
Brutality is not a big deal, but insanity and cruelty that cannot be predicted are feared.
Originally, Ian planned to endure the violence of this cheap uncle for a few more days, and make plans after he figured out the surrounding situation.
But if that mushroom-sucking scum really has something to do with the blood sacrifice of the natives, then he must start trying his best to find a way now, and start an escape plan immediately!
“Goodbye, I really can’t stay in this house for a second!”
With a word of complaint, Ian immediately started and walked towards the corner of the kitchen—that’s where the boy hid the change for his escape.
Although he may procrastinate a bit at ordinary times, when his life is at stake, he should act immediately no matter what.
But when Ian moved away the pile of wood chips piled in the corner of the wall, and threw dust all over his face, but didn’t see the silver coins he had saved, his expression changed slightly.
“Bad”
Ian stared at the dust and moss in the corner of the wall, and couldn’t help muttering: “He found it.”
Misremember the location? How can it be.
The current Ian reads his past memories as clearly as flipping through a book. He is 100% sure that he hid the money here.
There is only one reason why the hidden silver coins disappeared.
The cheap uncle of his family has already noticed his intention to hide money and escape, and it is just recently!
“No wonder this scumbag has become more and more aggressive recently.”
The body seems to panic instinctively, fearing the coming beating, but Ian swears in his heart: “Emotions are the escape plan.”
“That vile scum, maybe he just waited to see my despair and bewilderment when I found out that the silver coins disappeared, and took pleasure in it.”
In short, the plan to hide money and escape has been discovered, and one way out has been blocked.
Besides, thinking about it carefully, Ian can only shake his head when looking at this escape plan from the perspective of an adult.
——In the past, I didn’t think about where to escape, let alone understand the terrain around Harrison Port and the roads near the village.
In addition, my uncle must have the help of natives who are familiar with this area, and it is absolutely impossible to simply escape.
It is also unrealistic to report to the elders of Bai Zhimin.
In this ignorant feudal era, it is normal for parents to beat their children and uncles to beat their nephews. If they were really beaten to death, they would be gossips. If caught, it may only be considered crazy.
As long as you can’t win it on the spot, you’re going to scare the snake. Facing the exposed uncle, you have a high probability of dying on the spot.
Even if it’s a small chance, who would bet on it?
You can continue to wait.
After knowing that he has a plan to hide the money and escape, the punishment of that lunatic uncle will definitely be more and more severe. Even if he suddenly fell ill today, it is very likely that he will beat himself to death when he becomes crazy.
“At that time, at any time, I threw my body into the mountain, and said that I disappeared because of mischief when I was taken into the mountain-although the child who lost his sister would be stabbed in the spine by the tribe, but he I don’t care.”
Thinking about it differently, Ian shook his head immediately.
Hi! More than possible, he is simply predicting the future!
I must find another way to resolve the crisis as soon as possible.
“I have to find evidence that he colluded with the natives and supported the blood sacrifice, but it’s too difficult. Is this cheap uncle crazy or stupid? It’s impossible to reveal anything about such a big thing.”
Think seriously, although the situation is critical, Ian’s expression is not dignified.
Instead, he narrowed his eyes and laughed softly: “Interesting, escape and regular reporting are not acceptable, so can we just find an opportunity to sneak attack and kill him?”
“It’s very dangerous, but you must be prepared.”
Although he hesitated, Ian was seriously thinking about this possibility, and he didn’t reject the idea of ’killing someone’ at all.
Even because the other party is a scum who deserves to die, he is still a little eager to try.
If he wants to repel him, he won’t almost fail the political trial.
Ian’s bottom line is terribly low when it touches on his core interests, and it is not obvious that no one in Datong society touched his interests in his previous life.
“Say it again.”
When thinking of the dangerous plan, Ian still murmured to himself. The corner of his mouth turned up, and he opened the door: “Are people from other worlds also have the same vitals as people on Earth? I just touched my bones and ribs. The heartbeat and the distribution of abdominal viscera should be similar”
“But you can’t be too careless, you can’t fail in a one-hit kill, otherwise I’ll be the one who dies.”
Open the door.
Unexpectedly, Ian, who thought he would see an empty bed, saw the peaceful sleeping face of his two-year-old brother.
The sound of the door clicked, but did not wake the other party up. The little boy with short white hair even smacked his mouth, his cheeks were bulging and fleshy, obviously he lived a much more nourishing life than him.
“Why?” Ian was puzzled at first, but when he thought about it carefully, the natives wanted a sacrifice, and no matter how they thought about it, it was impossible to ask for a scrawny little guy
The pigs have to be fattened before they can be eaten!
“I haven’t been sent away yet, so maybe there is still some time for me to prepare.”
Heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head, Ian planned to close the door and leave without affecting his brother’s sleep.
But just before closing the door, he saw some ‘things’ different from the normal situation on his brother’s peaceful sleeping face.
Waves of deep black mist with red blood light.
Black mist lingered on the forehead, and an ominous breath overflowed.
Corresponding to the “pure sacrifice” deduced before, the younger brother who was preparing the sacrifice just responded to the saying in Ian’s previous life’s hometown, “If the Yintang is black, there must be a **** disaster”.
“What is this?”
At this moment, Ian couldn’t help being taken aback by the apparently surreal picture in front of him.
Ian stared blankly at the tumbling thread on his younger brother’s forehead, and even vaguely appeared a black and red mist in the shape of an ‘obsidian knife’. Is it almost the same as that of the natives—”
“Woo!?”
For a moment, as if struck by lightning, Ian let out a short whimper, and immediately fell to his knees, holding his head with both hands, his eyes closed tightly, and blood flowed from the bandage and ran down his cheeks.
It’s not just a drum-like pain coming from the wound on the head.
In the depths of the brain, or in other words, an organ that is not the body, but also belongs to “Ian”, is transmitting severe pain that can instantly shock ordinary people!
It was the trembling of the ‘soul’, the trembling of the ‘will’.
If it was an ordinary eight-year-old child, he would have rolled his eyes and passed out long ago.
But at this moment, Ian was abnormally awake. Stimulated by the rust-like smell of blood in his chest, he endured the burning pain from the beginning to the end.
In contrast, what came from his eyes was a deadly cold like an ancient glacier.
Fiery pain and icy cold, two conflicting opposites, as if to stir up a strange perception like an explosion, temporarily blinding his eyes – but in the darkness, Ian saw endless Light.
He saw countless dots of fireflies pouring out and converging from the dark corners.
Like a long river of brilliance, finally condensed into a star in the center of my mind
Then lightly shine.
Ah
Opening his eyes, in the depths of Ian’s blue pupils, there were dots of light like fireflies shining.
——The spirit and soul of the past life and present life converge into one, igniting a fire that has never been ignited in the past.
Ian raised his head and looked around the room.
In an instant, all kinds of ‘colors’ of different shades appeared, whether it was the table and chair templates, beams and windows, or even the linen clothes placed on the table.
In the entire room, there are only three of the deepest and brightest colors.
Ian stood up, his eyes fixed on the black and red mist around his younger brother, and then slowly turned his head.
The boy looked at the cabinet next to the bed. In the small bowl used to hold rice porridge, there was a residual light blue mist.
This blue halo is radiant, with a slight white light flickering around the edge, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.
And, finally, myself.
Ian looked at his hand—although it was only for a short moment, after a moment, all the visions disappeared.
But he still saw the color on his body.
It was a sea of pure black mist that was already as deep as ink and could no longer see any light. In the deep darkness, ominous things were churning and rolling, just like thick clouds before a storm.
In the sea of fog, one or two streaks of blood-red lightning suddenly split the fog cloud, reflecting the blood-colored light and shadow in the boy’s pupils, which was hideous and terrifying.
After a moment of silence, Ian laughed.
“So it is”
Stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from his cheeks and eyes, his voice suddenly said: “This is psionic power.”
Ian slowly clenched his fist, dispelling the mist of nothingness in his palm: “My spiritual power.”