C273 Sacrifice

After finding Wu Yun, Dong Yi just wanted to leave this place quickly. This place was extraordinary. Staying here would be disadvantageous for the two of them.

Qin He urged her to stay as expected.

"Benefactor, today is our tribe's annual Sacrifice Festival." Since you and Miss Wu Yun are already here, why don't you stay one more night to join us in our festival? Let me be the host. I didn't give you a good reception last time. "

"No, I'm afraid the food I eat is poisonous." Dong Yi coldly replied, without any good expression.

She had clearly saved him, yet he wanted to kill her instead. Such a person shouldn't be saved. It was ridiculous to think of himself as his benefactor.

She held Wu Yun's hand and prepared to leave. If Qin He made a move to stop her, she would cripple him. To make his life's work come to naught.

"Dong Yi, I'm very interested in the Shaman Tribe's sacrificial offering. Why don't we stay here for the night?" Wu Yun looked at Dong Yi and did not reply. He then added, "If you have anything else, you can leave first. I want to stay and participate in the offering."

Wu Yun's gaze was firm and unquestionable. Helpless, Dong Yi could only agree. He couldn't possibly leave Wu Yun here alone. Since Wu Yun wanted to stay, he could just accompany her.

Thus, the two of them walked out of the house and into the crowd. Just like a visiting guest, he wanted to witness the commotion.

Seeing Dong Yi agree, Qin He was extremely happy. He had originally thought that he would make a move before the sacrifice, but he wasn't completely sure. After and the villagers properly entertained Dong Yi, they began to busy themselves.

The villagers were still busy preparing happily. Everyone had smiles on their faces, as if the day would make them forget the troubles of life. The children joked happily.

Qin Sheng curiously asked Ben why she had to stay, and leaving was the right decision. Actually, even Dong Yi did not know why he chose to stay. Was she worried that she wouldn't be able to leave with her? But staying would only be more dangerous.

Soon, the sacrificial ceremony began. All the villagers put down their work, and the children stopped playing. Everyone was standing in a row, men, women, children, in an orderly fashion …

Qin He chanted a few incantations he could not understand, and after a few seconds, everyone kneeled down, their foreheads touching the ground, looking extremely pious.

At the same time, everyone was chanting the same words in a language unique to the Shamans, so they could not understand it at all.

Dong Yi unknowingly looked at Wu Yun, who was holding the ceremony, and was stunned, his eyes motionless.

Soon after, everyone began to revolve around the altar, making a total of three rounds. Then, Qin He cut his finger with the dagger and dripped his blood on it. Immediately after, there was another person.

It was only then that Dong Yi realized that everyone had a dagger in their pocket.

"By donating your most precious blood to the Sorcerer, you will be able to obtain the protection of the Sorcerer. This year, you will be able to live a peaceful and healthy life." Wu Yun explained from the side: "To sacrifice your own blood can be considered the most pious of rituals. Most tribes would offer sacrifices such as cattle and sheep. "However, there are also some exceptions. Some of the older generations would even sacrifice their own race to obtain the blessings of the gods …"

Dong Yi listened attentively, and felt that these ancient ceremonies were simply too bloody. How cruel must one be to sacrifice one's own clansmen? Every year, there would be a ceremony like this, in which a person would be sacrificed in such a meaningless matter.

Although the Shaman Tribe did not offer sacrifices to their people, they did offer sacrifices to other living beings. I wonder how many innocent people they've killed. Dong Yi already had the thought of exterminating this tribe.

However, was this ceremony really useless?

The blood that dripped onto the altar gathered in one place and flowed along the lines all the way to the bottom of the statue before it was absorbed by it. It was clear that it was absorbed, not flowed elsewhere.

The statue was made of wood, and it absorbed blood, so there was nothing special about it. However, Dong Yi felt that the statue was not an ordinary statue.

Over a hundred people. Their blood was not a small number. After the statue was absorbed, it became even more lifelike, as though it could come back to life and open its eyes at any moment.

After three rounds, they brought out the prepared sacrifices, chickens, ducks, cows, lambs, and others to slaughter. These were all carefully chosen from within the village. There was no disease or disability, and their appearances were beautiful and beautiful, making them look extremely robust.

All of this blood flowed onto the altar and was absorbed by the statue.

"There has always been a rumor in the Witch clan that gods that absorb blood are full of energy. They truly possessed divine might and were able to protect this land. After the statue absorbed enough blood, it could even be resurrected. If the statue cannot absorb the blood, then it means that it is just an ordinary statue. The deity inside has either left or died.

"The new statue is the deity worshiped by the new master. If the old statue is unable to absorb the blood within three years, it will be abandoned and be buried deep in the mountains to rest in peace."

A new image of the Witch Clan appeared in Dong Yi's world. What made Dong Yi surprised was, why did Wu Yun know this clearly, could it be that she was also a member of the Witch Clan?

Thinking about this, Dong Yi was shocked. Wu Yun seemed to be different today, her eyes were also fixed on the sculpture, as if the sculpture had some sort of special meaning to her.

"Could it be true?"

Now that the sacrifice of the animals had been completed, the statue looked even more lifelike. It was as if a person was sitting cross-legged there, looking at the pious believers with a smile on his face.

Dong Yi knew that he was going to use this person to complete the final sacrifice.

However, the sacrifice came to a stop. The villagers started a bonfire and set up a grill. They began to revel.

The villagers invited Dong Yi and the other two to join, sending the unique wild fruits and fine wine. The girls began to dance and sing folk songs...

Wu Yun straightforwardly drank with the villagers, so Dong Yi had no choice but to accompany him.

"When the gala ends, it will be the final sacrifice. Aren't you all prepared to leave? Could it be that they will really be sacrificed alive? " Qin Sheng took the opportunity to whisper in Dong Yi's ear.

Since the blood of the animals had been absorbed for a period of time, the sacrifice of the living was placed last. In addition, the living were not killed immediately. Instead, they separated the veins and tied them to the altar, letting their life force slowly fade away. He did this for the 'god' to enjoy.