All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 60 Human Sacrifice (Two chapters in a row)

The car door opened, and a young man in purple armor walked down, followed by a girl in Taoist robes.

A handsome man with a pale face and thin figure followed closely behind him with a servant boy, chattering incessantly.

Qian Wu felt a little dazed.

Where did the car come from in this sparse forest?

Especially the wheels of this car, they were shining brightly and looked evil, staring at me with those two ghostly eyes as big as copper bells, like two demons!

At this moment, Qian Wu was already staggering. He had no idea how many times he had been hit with sticks, and there was almost no good flesh left on his body.

His face was bruised, and one of his eyes, hit by a stick, was black and swollen. His body, forehead, and clothes were all covered in blood.

He was holding a little girl in his arms and a hatchet in his hand, but he staggered and knelt on the ground.

Ji Ran glanced at him, but looked up.

Behind this man was a group of burning torches, and below them were a dozen or so people holding sticks, also hesitating to move forward.

"Xun Yu."

"coming."

The girl walked quickly over and stopped beside Ji Ran.

"what colour?"

As Ji Ran asked the question, Xun Yu looked in the Hebo Mirror in his hand and saw a ball of fire dancing in the mirror.

"good."

Ji Ran nodded and walked over to the man. The Hebo Mirror could distinguish good from evil, with good appearing red and evil appearing black. By judging people by their color, one could at least make a rough judgement.

Qian Wu only then felt his whole body ache and swelling, unable to stand up at all. He knew he was going to fail.

He struggled to hold his daughter, trying to lift her up.

No matter who got out of that car.

What is it.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's better than dressing it in gold and jade and giving it to that Laozi River God!
However, Qian Wu was suddenly stunned. The daughter in his arms was breathing weakly. There was a dent on the back of her head, like a gourd without a lid, and blood was gushing out of it!
“No, no no no!!”

Qian Wu just felt cold at this moment.

It's freezing cold.

He stretched out his hand, desperately trying to cover his daughter's head.

The little girl's eyes were half open and half closed, and she was already confused.

"Dad... I miss Mom..."

Qian Wu felt as if there was a knife in his heart, piercing through his intestines and bones.

Who comes, who comes to rescue...

"Feed her."

One hand was covered with a layer of purple armor, the style of which was much more exquisite than those of the Han army he had seen.

On that clean palm, a translucent red ginseng shone brightly in the moonlight. It was obvious at first glance that it was no ordinary item.

"Stand up, don't kneel."

Qian Wu looked up and saw a set of ferocious and tall armor passing by him.

The Taoist-robed girl in front of the car came bounding over and slapped a talisman on Qian Wu's forehead. Instantly, a warm feeling enveloped him and his daughter. Then the girl shouted cheerfully, "Young Master Liu, get to work!"

"Take care of the wounded."

Having said that, he chased after the young man.

Ji Ran walked towards the crowd, startling the dozen or so strong men and causing them to step back. Mr. Sun was a man of some experience, and at this moment, he acted like a mellow elder. He bowed respectfully and said, "I am Sun Changshan."

"Excuse me, your Excellency?"

Ji Ran looked at the old man in brocade clothes in front of him and asked, "Is this Shangheshen Village?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's right."

Ji Ran just looked at the old man quietly, but for some reason, Sun Changshan felt uneasy and uncomfortable all over.

"We are here to offer sacrifices to the river god."...

Shangheshen Village.

In the center of the entire village, in a large mansion, the lights are brightly lit at this moment!

All the servants and maids were running around making arrangements in the yard.

The elderly housekeeper, Weng, swung his cane rapidly, growling as he set up the gatehouse. The portly cook, twirling her knife like a whirlwind, and a group of helpers prepared meals in the early morning.

Sun Changshan never expected that when he went out to block someone tonight, he actually blocked a county magistrate!
The county magistrate who ruined the family, the prefect who wiped out the clan. In the Southern Han Dynasty, there were very few restrictions on officials. A county magistrate, with tens of thousands of people under his command, had the power to kill or take away people.

At this moment, there was chaos outside, but in the main hall, there was silence. Those fierce-looking servants had long been standing guard nearby, not allowing anyone to disturb the master inside.

"County Magistrate, please come in! Please come in!"

At this moment, Mr. Sun was bending over, almost to a ninety-degree angle.

A mahogany table and five jade chairs.

The whole room was filled with candlesticks, almost lighting up the place like day.

"I heard that our previous county magistrate was transferred because he performed well in the River God Sacrifice!"

"I heard he's already an official in Beijing! If you work here for two years, you'll definitely get promoted and make a fortune! Go to Beijing and become an official!"

boom!
But then Liu Yu'an slammed the table and shouted, "Who are you scolding?"

"Forehead."

Sun Changshan was stunned. He hid his hands in his sleeves and trembled anxiously, but he couldn't figure out what he had said wrong.

"Humph!"

"I came here today to do only one thing..."

"River God Festival!"

Sun Changshan nodded immediately and said, "I understand."

"The previous one was the same. All the gentry in our area must cooperate with you, Master!"

Sun Changshan waved his hand and dismissed the others. He immediately stood up and called out, "Where's the accountant? Ask Zhao to come over!"

Soon, an old man with a big round face and a thin body walked in.

"Quick, tell our new county chief, County Chief Liu..."

"and many more!"

Liu Yu'an placed his seal on the table and said, "I am taking over the position of county magistrate."

Although the county magistrate and the county head were of the same rank, their significance was quite different. The county magistrate's jurisdiction was much larger, with a minimum population of over 20,000 people, and sometimes even hundreds of thousands!

However, the term "county magistrate" refers specifically to the county magistrate in some small places.

The population does not exceed 20,000 and the county is headed by the mayor.

"Hey, you don't know."

Sun Changshan, however, smiled and said, "This was just drawn this year. Wasn't the Red Bandits rampant this year? We need to recruit a large number of soldiers."

"Also, the national sacrifice required people to search the sea for treasures. Many manors were directly taken by the Nanhai County and became the direct jurisdiction of the county magistrate."

Sun Changshan said with a smile: "This is a good thing!"

"After the division, the five villages in Hai'an County, with a total of more than 17,000 households, will no longer be subject to military conscription. The prefect has issued a special order stating that Hai'an County only needs to be responsible for the sacrifices to the river god."

"As the higher-ups say, the fight against the Red Bandits has reached a critical juncture, and the descendants of the River God must also join the fight. They've asked us to offer sacrifices of an additional hundred adults each month."

Sun Changshan spoke in a flattering manner, not noticing the gazes of Liu Yu'an and Ji Ran, which grew increasingly gloomy.

With this division, what's the point of refusing labor service? Isn't this just treating these 17,000 people like wartime... troughs for the river god?!
"But don't worry! The wealthy families in our villages have already made plans, and the sacrifices for the hundreds of people in each village are all in place. You don't need to worry about it."

Under the candlelight, Sun Changshan smiled flatteringly and happily, revealing only his sharp white teeth.

"We've already tricked those beggars into settling down in the river mouth! There are probably five or six hundred of them."

"Right now, I guess the descendants of the River God are enjoying their meal!"

　As we near the end of the volume, I'm posting two chapters back-to-back to keep you entertained. Please keep reading! For the next two weeks, I beg for your continued support!

　　
　
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