Qin Wuyan lifted the quilt and saw that the protective uniform on his body was already torn, and the blood from the knife wound on his body was stained red, and he couldn't feel any pain.

Just ask: "Is there a sacrificial pool in this moon city?"

"Of course." Min Huizhu didn't understand why he suddenly asked this question: "Why are you asking this?"

"Where is it?" Qin Wuyan's heart tightened suddenly.

"Near the sacrificial altar, what's wrong?"

"Who usually offer sacrifices in the sacrificial pool?"

"It's a woman!" Min Huizhu saw that he took the initiative to chat with her, and the anger just dissipated in an instant. She took off her armor and stroked her well-maintained long nails: "In this month's city, all priests use Yes, apart from animals, they are virgins, and then there are women who have made mistakes, such as giving and receiving in secret, uncleanness, betrayal..."

Min Huizhu looked at Qin Wuyan's complexion and saw that his complexion was getting worse and worse, and she suddenly felt relieved: "The blood in the sacrificial pool is the blood of these women, and the people in the sacrificial pool are made alive by this dirty blood. Died of drowning and suffocation, I heard that the death condition is extremely miserable, and this person cannot be reincarnated, and his face must be covered with long hair, his mouth is stuffed with chaff, his eyes cannot see, his mouth cannot speak, and even his ears have to be stuffed and closed ..."

Qin Wuyan's teeth were already chattering, he clenched his fists tightly, his mind was full of Zhuang Xiaoyu's tragic death.

"How to destroy this sacrificial pool?"

"Destroy?" Min Huizhu was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing to destroy this sacrificial pool?"

Qin Wuyan remained silent. He thought he was just dreaming. He had lived for so many years, but he had never heard that there was a sacrificial pool in Moon City.

Just a random question, and there really is.

terrible.

If the person in the dream is really Zhuang Xiaoyu, would it be a sign for him?

Min Huizhu seems to have gotten used to his silence, and continued: "The people who can be thrown into this sacrificial pool to be tortured are all high-ranking people, such as saintesses and mistresses or daughters-in-law of major families... ...."

Those who did not sit in that high position would have no chance to be sent to the sacrificial pool at all.

Qin Wuyan was too lazy to listen to Min Huizhu's remarks, and just asked: "How to destroy it?"

"If you ascend to a high position, you will naturally be destroyed." Min Huizhu chuckled: "The entire Moon City is decided by the high priest. If he opens his mouth to permanently close the sacrificial pool, there will be no such incidents." The punishment happened."

Qin Wuyan lifted his foot and walked out.

Min Huizhu chased after him: "Where are you going? You don't want to destroy the sacrificial pool for me, do you?"

Since ancient times, there was one and only one saintess who was blood sacrificed by the high priest at that time because she violated the palace rules.

After all, Zhuang Xiaoyu, as Zhuang Huaisen's only precious daughter, will not be punished by blood sacrifice no matter what she does wrong.

Only the one who played Zhuang Huaisen into the applause could be seen through by Zhuang Huaisen and thrown into the pool of blood.

Qin Wuyan didn't bother to pay attention to Min Huizhu, grabbed the guard at the door and asked, "Where is Commander Jin? Where is it?"

Min Huizhu chased after him: "Commander Jin is in his own courtyard. If you don't answer me, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

If it was in the past, Qin Wuyan would say that he should stop being affectionate.

But at this moment, he only cared about the Vajra monster in his heart, and he didn't hear what Min Huizhu said clearly at all, so he didn't have the intention to hate others.

Seeing that he was silent, Min Huizhu felt a burst of joy in her heart, and followed him all the way to Commander Jin's courtyard.

The corpse has cleaned its wounds, changed its clothes, and put it in the coffin, but the coffin has not been closed yet.