His tone was slightly excited: "My lord, although Fang Fei does behave a little strangely, it does not mean that she is not suitable."
The high priest obviously did not agree. He understood that Luojia had not always agreed with human sacrifice. Otherwise, he would not have proposed the abolition of the original decree. Now that he has finally recovered, how can he be allowed to go back on his words again?
Luojia was speechless. Indeed, what was needed was not suitability or unsuitability - it just required a person and a victim. In his heart, he actually guessed that those victims would not be able to get close to the Zongmu God in the sky.
.It’s just that, in the era of natural and man-made disasters, he no longer dared to speak so rudely.
"Although Fang Fei is not the best candidate, she is already the only one. She is smart. A smart girl can better understand the will of the great god."
Luojia was speechless in reply.
"My Majesty, the big festival is coming soon. I heard that unidentified people have broken in recently. Do you need to be more vigilant?"
Luojia remembered what happened to Andre during the day, a strange world, an outsider who broke into the world, and the restless Fang Fei. He said lightly: "It's okay, that's the naughty Prince Andre. He was invited to participate in the carnival, but he accidentally entered
Entering forbidden territory."
The high priest was obviously dubious, because what he heard was not such a version. The naughty young man was afraid that the person who came here was evil.
"I will restrain him. If he behaves excessively again, I will send him back to the country in advance."
"In that case, I'm relieved. Your Majesty, please rest early."
Luo Jia was a little curious, looked at the figure in the distance, and whispered: "Don't care about her?"
"No matter! A child of God must have all his edges polished off before he can truly kneel at the feet of our Lord humbly and be loyal to Him forever."
After the high priest walked far away, Luojia passed through several huge palm trees and walked to the grassland. The book inlaid with gold foil glowed golden in the moonlight. Her cold hands rested on the book. The girl was tired from crying and fell asleep.
passed.
Luo Jia quietly sat down next to her.
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 reached out his hand and touched her sleeping face.
In her sleep, there were gentle big hands caressing her. It was a tenderness 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's 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 divination bamboo sticks are spread out in one word.
After Luojia saluted, he stood still and calmed down his dizziness. He closed his eyes slightly, muttered something in his mouth, and then solemnly took out one. There were a few cryptic words on it, which he couldn't understand. According to the usual practice
Pass it to the high priest.
When the high priest saw it, his expression changed: "Curse, terrible curse. My lord, someone is imposing a terrible curse on us."