Chapter 60: Sacrificing Human Lives

  After Saitra finished speaking, an old man with a face full of wrinkles and strange colors pulled a lovely girl of about 12 or 13 years old to climb onto the altar.

  The altar is about 1.5 meters high, at this time people still don't know how to build stairs, such a height, young men can jump up with one jump, but old men can't, so the old man climbs up with great effort. He should be around forty years old, in this primitive era, human lifespan is not as long as in the 21st century, because of long-term consumption of meat, unbalanced nutrition, and rapid aging, looking like a sixty-year-old man in the 21st century. His temples are very white, and his bald head is also a patch of white, his beard is over ten centimeters long, a very sloppy image.

  The girl, although young in years, was plump and fair-skinned, with a slightly raised chest, and even her fingers were delicate. It could be seen that she had never done any laborious work, and was completely different from the women of other primitive tribes. She also looked very pretty, with big eyes full of bewildered mist, like a naive little deer.

  This combination of an old man and a young girl wasn't strange at first, maybe the man was the girl's father, but when they both climbed up to the altar together, it made Mo Yi'er unable to understand. She opened her mouth wanting to ask Chu Yan, but found that everyone who was usually revered had their heads bowed, not daring to make a sound, so she could only shut her mouth, but her eyes couldn't help but look at the old man and young girl on the altar.

  Only the old man's solemn opening was seen, his voice hoarse and low: "God! I, Ao Hui Wu Shi, will represent the people of this land to offer you the most beautiful girl, asking you to bless us generation after generation, have food to eat, have animal skins to wear..."

  It turns out that the old man with a strange-colored face is actually a wizard! Mo Yier only came to realize this now. What he said was nothing more than praying for divine protection, and it's almost the same as what Xue Tela meant.

  The gray sorcerer muttered to himself, the people under the altar continued to pray devoutly, only Mo Yi'er alone sneaked a peek at the top of the altar. After the gray sorcerer finished praying, he let the girl kneel down and took out the stone knife from his waist. The bewildered girl suddenly showed a terrified expression, but she didn't dare move, kneeling there. The gray sorcerer walked around her in circles, muttering to himself, his voice not loud, and with many words that Mo Yi'er had never heard before, so she couldn't confirm what the gray sorcerer was saying.

  Just then, the stone knife swung, and no matter how you looked at it, the girl didn't seem safe. A bad thought flashed through Mo Yi'er's mind, and she lowered her voice to ask Chu Xuan: "Chu Xuan, what is the witch going to do?"

  "Mo Yi'er, don't say a word, make a sincere prayer!" Chu Yan's body didn't move at all, and he replied to Mo Yi'er.

  "But, but... won't that girl be in danger?" Mo Yier could understand Chu Yan's beliefs, but she was really worried about the girl on the altar.

  Chu Yu finally raised his head, his eyes swept across the altar and quickly lowered, saying: "This is a girl offered to the gods."

  "Dedicated to the gods? How to dedicate?" Mo Yi'er suddenly remembered the TV drama where they performed the sacrifice of boys and girls to the sea god, dragon king and other plots. They wouldn't be going to kill this girl, would they? Before Chu Yan could answer, Ao Hui's stone knife had already fallen on the girl's neck, the stone knife was not sharp, so Ao Hui used a lot of force to stab at the girl's neck. The girl's eyes widened in terror, but it was as if something was holding her back, making her dare not dodge or scream. Fresh blood gushed out, and a bloody hole appeared on her neck.

  Mo Yu'er was seeing a murder for the first time, she was stunned for a moment, wanting to rush up and save the person, but Chu Yan tightly held her back, whispering: "Mo Yu'er, what are you doing?"

  "Save her! That sorcerer killed that girl, killed... Is this what they mean by offering to the gods?" The girl was already lying on the altar, Mo Yier looked at her bright red blood flowing wildly!

  "Mo Yi'er, our sacrifices are like this here!" Chu Yan pulled Mo Yi'er's hand with a bit more force, he was afraid that Mo Yi'er would do something, there weren't many people here to indulge Mo Yi'er, and besides, they might not even believe that Mo Yi'er was a divine being. If they offended the sacrifice, there was only one outcome - death!

  Mo Yu stood there weakly, staring blankly as the girl slowly lost her vitality. Indeed, this was what their sacrifice was like; what could she do? She couldn't save a young girl in her prime, nor could she blame them for their beliefs. Perhaps one life didn't count for anything here!

  The following process was a blur for Mo Yuer, occasionally she would follow Chu Yan to kneel down and kowtow, then retreat from the altar with him. Apparently, she had been frightened, seeing life depart for the first time, her shock was great.

  The girl's body was left on the altar, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that there had ever been such a person.

  "Mo Yi'er, Mo Yi'er, are you okay?" Chu Yan asked, shaking Mo Yi'er's shoulder.

  "Huh? Nothing!" Mo Yier responded absent-mindedly.

  Chu Yan couldn't bear to see her like this, so he pulled her away, walking far until they were distant from the crowd. "Mo Yier, what's wrong with you? Are you blaming me for pulling you back? That girl was offered to the gods, it's her honor, you can't stop it."

  "I knew it, so I didn't do anything, did I?"

  "So what are you now?"

  "Hehe, nothing much, just feeling a bit sad that human life is so worthless."

  "What?" Qian didn't know what it was, so he couldn't understand Mo Yier's words.

  "Nothing, I know how to adjust my mood, can you let me be alone for a while?" Mo Yier wanted to calm down by herself and get used to this place. She was alone, and all she could do was adapt to this place, without the possibility of making this place adapt to her. Even if she could change something, it wouldn't happen so quickly, not to mention that apart from Kan's internal fall, others didn't necessarily trust her. Just like the Haimu tribe, although they ate the food she said they could eat, they still waited for her to eat first before eating themselves. As for Xiao Rongqiu, what she said was met with distrust.

  "Alright... don't go too far away, it's dangerous." Chu Ji wasn't very reassured, but Mo Yier wanted some quiet time, so he could only let her be.

  "Uh, I see. You go back first!" Mo Yier waved her hand at Chu Yan, watching him return to their previous resting place. Mo Yier sat down behind a large tree, hugging her knees and burying her head in them. She couldn't express what she was feeling now, not sadness, because she didn't know that girl, but somehow it still felt uncomfortable!