The holy white gauze robe exudes a soft radiance under the moonlight, beautiful and clear. The body is petite and extremely fragile. It must have been trained by the high priest over the years. Here, the year-round vegetarian diet can only be 7 cents full per meal.
Everyone habitually follows the arduous practice, so the little fat piggy of the past is gone forever.
He suddenly missed that little fat piglet deeply. At that time, she didn't understand anything, how carefree was she?
In these days, princes were dying one after another, and all princesses over the age of fifteen were getting married. Only then did Luojia realize that he had the feeling of a father - the girl lying on the grass was also his daughter, his adopted daughter.
He suddenly hesitated in his heart, why should such a beautiful life be placed in the fire? He slowly stretched out his hand and touched her sleeping face.
She didn't wake up, she was still sleeping soundly. He suddenly wanted to hug her, just like he did when he was a child, hold her in his arms and watch her laugh - oh, I almost forgot, that little thing also made his own human furnace. It's unique.
The "Human Furnace"!
However, he did not hug her after all, because he realized that she was a girl, a big girl. No one should be contaminated with the sacrifices of gods, not even himself, not even his father, could hug her.
In her sleep, there was a gentle hand caressing her. It was a warmth that she had never experienced in her life. After all, she was a simple child. Seeing her smile under the moonlight, Luo Jia stood up slowly and left sadly.
altar.
Luojia changed into a black sacrificial robe. With his hair loose, a loose black robe, and barefoot, he walked from the cold marble floor to the altar. On the altar, there was a bronze god with a high nose and long eyes. Behind him
It is a head full of pigtails - this is their great god, Zongmu God.
He knelt on the ground, kowtowed, then stood up and twirled his body, performing a strange salute, a bit like spinning in circles, and then he felt dizzy and soon became a little drifting.
The bamboo sticks for divination were spread out. Different from the bamboo sticks from the Middle Earth, the bamboo sticks from the North were all dyed with black tips. They looked like they had been painted, carrying the smell of the death of the Holy Spirit.