With the sound of music, I saw rows of people in the distance, walking towards this square in an orderly manner.

At the beginning, two rows of people are playing the sheng, and the voice is euphemistic and clear, followed by two rows of people beating the chime, and the sound is sonorous and loud.

Then there was an old man with a crown on his head, followed by two young men, who, judging by their faces, were probably his close relatives.

Behind them were a retinue of soldiers, at the end of which were ten slave-like men, pale and desperate, but sturdy.

There were also people carrying pigs and sheep and leading cattle in the back, forming a long line.

When they arrived at the square, under the command of a man in a pale red robe, the men began to march in an orderly procession, and then proceeded with the rituals step by step.

It took an hour or two to prepare for these tedious and lengthy preparations.

Until the official sacrifice began, I saw that the old man with the crown on his head, who was also a descendant of the previous generation of Yan King, led everyone to kneel down and began to recite eulogies in his mouth.

"The gods are above, and the seventy years since the establishment of Yan have relied on the protection of the gods, and the descendants of the gods have been able to continue to stand in this world, and they are full of tears...... Today's big sacrifice is dedicated to ten men in the prime of life, cows, sheep, pigs, and 100 mouths each...... Fu Wei is still feasting. ”

At such times, Lin Xin would usually drop a trace of divine thought.

Watching this scene, Lin Xin didn't have much fluctuation, one was that if she killed someone, she couldn't remember how much she killed, and the other was in line with the customs of this era, and she didn't mean to forcibly meddle in the change.

"Ahh

The ten slaves were stabbed in the back by the soldiers from behind, but they only held out for a moment, and then they all fell to the ground.

Lin Xin watched from above, she didn't do anything to stop the action, but the scene was extremely bloody, the slaughtered slaves, the desperate eyes, and the splattered blood, everything was so dazzling.

Then a cloud of mist appeared on the slaves, she knew that it was the soul of a person, but it was more accurate to say that it was just a ball of spiritual power, the strength was not to a certain extent, the soul would be wiped out as soon as it left the body, and the rest was just no spiritual power.

The next moment, the fog did not leave, but all poured towards the statue she was holding.

After being absorbed and transformed by the system, it is transformed into hundreds of potentials.

Half a day passed, and the sacrifice in the square was over, and the old man with the crown on his head, under the command of the person in charge of etiquette, slowly left with people.

Naturally, there are still people who stay, clean up those corpses, and the people who slaughtered the cattle, sheep and pigs, of course, it is useless for Lin Xin to keep these livestock, and it is generally for King Yan to send people to distribute them to those poor and begging people.

After the big sacrifice, Lin Xin was going to leave March Star on the same day, but on the day of leaving, his mind swept away and found something interesting, so that Lin Xin's mind changed and he was ready to stay for a few more days.

It was about the seventh day after the Great Sacrifice.

When it was almost noon, fireworks were lit everywhere in the Yan Kingdom, rushing into the sky, and there seemed to be many shouts of killing.

After some time, a commotion was heard approaching in the distance, and it was faintly heard that the city was broken.

From a distance, I saw that the old man with the crown on his head and many people at the time of the great sacrifice came, and there were also some women holding babies in their arms, their faces were stained with tears, and their clothes were still stained with some blood, these people crowded forward, and from time to time one or two were squeezed to the ground, and the order and solemnity of the great sacrifice were completely lost.

These people looked panicked, and only when they ran to the sacrificial square and saw Lin Xin's statue, did they calm down a little.

Lin Xin left a sense of divine thought, and when he found the big sacrifice, there was only one of the two young people who followed the old man.

"It's okay, don't panic, the rebels won't succeed, we have the protection of the gods, everyone kneel down."

The old man with the crown on his head shouted anxiously, and took the lead in prostrating himself to the ground.

"The gods are above, I have contributed more than 10,000, and I beg the gods to take action to suppress this rebellion!"

At this time, the crowd also knelt down one after another, the old man's voice sounded, Lin Xin looked at it coldly, he already had a calculation in his heart, and naturally did not respond.

"The gods are above, I beg the gods to intervene to put an end to this rebellion!"

"The gods are above, I beg the gods to intervene to put an end to this rebellion!"

After shouting twice in a row, Lin Xin still didn't respond, and a group of people couldn't help but panic, and at this time, a murmur with resentment came out of the crowd.

"Someone must have angered the gods, in the past, whenever someone contributed more than 10,000 points to pray, the gods would respond, how could they ignore it like today!!"

"Yes, it must be so, I remembered, it seems to be His Royal Highness, the first day before the big sacrifice, he was involved with a maid, and others were just that, His Highness is going to take over the Yan Kingdom in the future, and he must have greatly angered the gods by doing this."

When the old man heard this, he was immediately furious, stood up, drew his sword, and pointed it at the young man beside him.

"Yanxi, did you really not do what the Great Sacrifice requires?"

The young man named Yanxi, with a panicked face, subconsciously swept towards the crowd, as if he wanted to find out who was speaking.

How shrewd the old man was, he knew at once that this thing was true, and he became more angry.

"Shaft! The century-old foundation of my Yan clan is destroyed in your hands today, what face do you let me go to see my ancestors and ancestors again after I die! ”

Flutter!

The old man stretched out his hand and stabbed it, and the young man looked incredulous, covering his stomach, and the sharp blade had penetrated deep into his abdomen.

"Father, you, I am your favorite eldest son..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man stirred it with his sword, and suddenly the young man was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he struggled for a moment, and then fell to the ground, convulsing weakly, although he could still struggle a few times, but everyone knew that he would not live long.