Chapter 1300
The sea in the distance is like a pool of ink, slowly infecting the white coastline.
Dense trees gather into forests further along the coastline. On the high slope surrounded by woodland, Haijin Village is closest to the sea, and a huge crowd has gathered.
Those people, who turned into black dots in the dark night, gathered in front of a spacious and bright house, not knowing what they were doing.
And Su Wu stood at the highest point of Haijin Village and looked at the crowds there. Even though they were far away, there still seemed to be a strong rancid smell overflowing from those 'people' and constantly getting into his nostrils. come over.
He frowned and walked down the slope towards the spacious courtyard surrounded by many 'crowds'.
The courtyard there is also extremely outstanding in the current Haijin Village.
As Su Wu walked towards the courtyard, thoughts were running through his mind. He thought of the surviving villagers in the villages around Kaijin, saying that Tsuichiro's family once lived a very prosperous life. They relied on selling fish and built spacious and bright houses that were extremely conspicuous in the surrounding villages.
Is it possible that the courtyard surrounded by woods there was the original house of the Tsuichiro family? That house that was reduced to ashes in the fire?
There were many people gathered in front of that courtyard.
There are only these wooden houses in Haijin Village, which cannot accommodate so many people.
A large part of those people should come from surrounding villages...
Su Wu was walking in the deep forest. He stood quietly under the canopy of a big tree. The canopy of the giant tree, covered with dense branches and leaves, was enough to hide his figure, but he still restrained his aura. , making yourself feel like nothing.
He stood under a branch of a big tree and looked at the burning courtyard through the gap between the trees.
In front of the hospital, the strong smell of rotten sea fish and the strong aroma of meat mixed with each other, turning into another nauseating smell.
Crazy rhyme gathered here.
——The people gathered around the courtyard are not alive!
They were all human-like figures, but they were covered in crocodile skin-like scales and wore modern clothes!
How could there be people wearing modern clothes in Haijin Village on Dongliu Island in the Tang Dynasty? !
A thought flashed through Su Wu's mind, and he understood it the next moment.
Most of these strange slaves wearing modern clothes and covered in crocodile scales are actually the dead who perished in the current Dongliu Island. It's just that they walk in this "dead Dongliu Island world" and are illuminated by the "candle-lighted witches". This 'world will' has been twisted into what it is now.
At the moment, these dead people covered in crocodile skins are re-interpreting and re-enacting certain things that happened in Haijin Village!
What does the 'crocodile skin' they cover all over their bodies imply?
Are some of the things that happened in Haijin Village that they performed have some connection with the 'Haijin Village Famine Sacrifice Incident'?
The will of the Candlelight Priestess is projected onto them. To the Candlelight Priestess, what does this kind of 'crocodile skin' mean?
Thoughts flashed through Su Wu's mind.
Su Wu saw, under the shade of the trees, countless slaves wearing crocodile skins, sitting around a few cauldrons of boiling water.
They were sitting around the large pots and plates, and in the middle there were some crocodile-skin slaves with baby skull rosary beads hanging around their necks. They were talking loudly: "It's a time of famine now, isn't it?"
We've run out of money to harvest!
Right? "
"Yep!"
"Hahaha……"
When those crocodile-skin slaves wearing skull rosary beads spoke, the ordinary villagers around them clapped their hands and laughed.
Along the way, Su Wu never saw even one acre of cultivated farmland around her.
——These villagers in Haijin Village and surrounding villages do not live on food in the fields at all. They are more likely to make a living by fishing.
Especially now that the vegetation in the area is lush and the temperature is changing, it is even less likely to be a famine.
It is impossible for these villagers to have no harvest.
"Recently, the fish caught from the sea have become less and less... We are going to be hungry..."
"It's time to worship the God of Fortune again. Drinking the fish soup given by the God of Fortune will double our luck and hunt more food and treasures from the sea!"
"yes!"
"yes……"
The surrounding residents were shouting noisily and laughing. They didn't show any signs of depression like people do when there is a famine. Instead, they were all in high spirits, each looking forward to the 'fish soup from the God of Fortune'!
When Su Wu heard them frequently mentioning 'the God of Fortune's fish soup', he immediately understood something.
"Bring the fish on!"
The crocodile-skin slave wearing a skull rosary raised its arm to stop the laughter of the people around it, and then turned its head to look at the courtyard behind it.
In the spacious wooden house, the closed wooden door opened with a creak.
A woman with thick hair ran out of the hospital in small steps, holding a newborn baby with a wrinkled face.
Behind it, followed a dull-looking man.
Many people here were covered in crocodile skins, but the appearance of the young man remained human. He glowed faintly in the darkness where even flames could not illuminate it.
And this person's appearance is somewhat similar to 'Yujiro'.
Is this ‘Yujiro’?
Su Wu had a flash of thought in his mind, and thought that ‘Yongjiro’ should be just a teenager in the famine years, not a young man, so he guessed that this person was Tsuichiro’s eldest son - ‘Gyotaro’.
Gyotaro looked at the crocodile skin woman walking in front of him dully.
Even though the woman’s face was covered with crocodile skin, the outline of her facial features was relatively clear, and she was somewhat similar to ‘Mrs. Tsuichiro’.
-It should be Mrs. Tsuichiro when she was young.
The strange slave wearing a skull rosary sitting in front of a big pot stood up and took the baby’s swaddling clothes from the young Mrs. Tsuichiro - he pulled off the swaddling clothes, and under the expectant eyes of Mrs. Tsuichiro and all the surrounding villagers, he threw the baby girl into the big pot.
The baby’s howling stopped in an instant, and the water on the surface of the pot suddenly boiled.
"Only by using our own bones and blood as the foundation can we express our piety and receive the gift of the God of Fortune!" The voice of the strange slave wearing the rosary beads was somewhat pious at this time.
Su Wu guessed that he was a "priest" in this horrible sacrifice.
The surrounding villagers stood up when they heard his words.
They each picked up a baby and threw it into the pot!
The water was boiling more, and the meat smell was stronger!
All the villagers couldn't help but drool, and the rotten smell of sea fish emanating from them became heavier and heavier!
Under the boiling water in the pot, silver-white fish also swam!
The strange slave wearing the rosary beads looked at the fish in the pot and spoke again: "Where are the other fish? Bring them all here!"
In the courtyard behind it, there were more than a dozen young men, holding ropes, and leading those people who were tied up and naked to the iron pot.
Those people took a look at the pot and vomited directly.
Some people fell down beside the pot, some tried to escape but were kicked down.
Some people begged for mercy.
In their wailing and begging, Su Wu understood that these people were all passing tourists and people from distant villages. When they were fishing at sea, they passed by Haijin Village and several surrounding villages and were imprisoned by pirates and robbers in this village.
After being humiliated in every way, today they are treated as fish and cooked into fish soup!
Looking at the current scenes, Su Wu suddenly felt empathy with those bullied people. He took a deep breath, drew out the Fang Tian Hua Ji in an instant, and transformed himself into the Beiyin Emperor who stepped on the Ligui Jingguan. Beiyin Emperor stretched out his dragon arms from his robe sleeves, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji like a giant tree, and swung it down at the crowd of crocodile slaves gathered below!
Swish!
Fang Tian Hua Ji slashed through the air, like a hot knife cutting into lard and fat - although it could advance layer by layer, it eventually stopped its downward trend because the heat on the blade dissipated!
The fierce and strange killing method condensed in mid-air!
The stench of the rotting sea fish finally turned into a kind of substantial charm, a kind of charm based on the charm of the "Ten Degrees of Destruction Knife", mixed with the kind of strange charm that was like a thorn in the bone, blocking the slash of Fang Tian Hua Ji!
The crocodile slaves under the shade of the trees had no idea that they had just walked through the gates of hell.
They were still interpreting a certain period of history.
Those people who were tied up were thrown into the big pot and turned into a blurry silver fish. The crocodile slaves laughed happily and drank this "fish soup of the God of Fortune", and agreed to meet again at the ceremony next year!
And the man who looked about 60% similar to Yujiro, and was actually Yujiro's brother, was also forced by the treacherous slave wearing a rosary to drink a bowl of Fukushin fish soup.
After drinking the fish soup, he inevitably grew crocodile scales on his body.
He vomited violently, and when everyone laughed and drank the fish soup happily, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd and knocked over several pots!
He bathed in flames, spreading the flames between the wooden courtyards and in the dense forests.
A huge fire rose to the sky!
The raging fire spread from the dense forest to the Haijin Village on the high slope in the distance!
The entire Haijin Village was bathed in fire, and countless people wailed and howled, trying to put out the flames burning in their own houses!
The crocodile scales on Yutaro's body suddenly broke under the burning flames.
At the same moment, Su Wu finally cut through the cold and strange aura entangled with the spirit of the Ten Degrees Blade, and the Fang Tian Huaji fell from the sky, slashing at those crocodile-like strange slaves!
The halberd blade passed, and the crocodile strange slaves were cut off like harvested wheat!
And this re-interpreted "Haijin Village World" was also quickly broken!
The broken illusion quickly reorganized into a house with mottled walls.
The wardrobe, table, clock, and calendar in the house all showed Su Wu, who was watching, that he had come to the "modern" at the moment.