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The squire cried out: "yes, yes, high priest, this child is really the lifeblood of our family. As the fortune teller said, our family will have to go through ten generations of single biography before we can have a wide range of branches and grandchildren.
If I don't have my son, my family will be the queen. "
People in Yuecheng believe in reincarnation, ghosts and gods, and believe in purity. They have deep-rooted customs and concepts that can't be changed subconsciously.
If there is no incense, how can the dead ancestors reincarnate?
So the people here, ordinary people, are very kind and submissive. They hope that if their life is not good today, they can practice well and have a good fate in the next life.
All the beautiful fantasies are pinned on reincarnation.
Although Mo Siyu always believed that death is like a lamp out, he didn't believe it at all, but people here couldn't believe it.
It's a terrible crime to cut off people's incense.
If you touch the root of these people, it will cause backfire.
Otherwise, these people are not too afraid of death. They just feel that this life is not good. It's fate. They can sacrifice to the river god and make great contributions to the family. It's a matter of accumulating virtue and gratitude. In the next life, they will have no worries about food and clothing, be respected, and maybe be rich.
These people always think that high priests like Qin Wuyan are chosen by heaven and destined to be noble, but they don't know the essence of Qin Wuyan's bloodthirsty killing at all.
Any upward climbing Road is covered with layers of bones.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the corpse is the white bone, and it is the foundation stone laid on the ground for the winner.
But the brainwashing of ordinary people by the superior is to be submissive and not rebellious.
What an ironic ruling ideology.
The Lord of the city can cause such a great anger. If he had not driven people to the verge of despair, what happened today would not have happened.
Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids and stared at the Lord of the city: "what do you say?"
The city master denied: "the high priest knows clearly that he has never done such a thing in his humble position. The time for the sacrifice ceremony has come. If he doesn't sacrifice, he is afraid that the river god will be angry. All I do is for the people of the moon city..."
Mo Siyu really can't stand the mouth and face of the city master. He bows to Qin Wuyan and says: "high priest, I have a way to deal with this matter."
"Speak
"It's said that the city Lord here sacrifices to the river god every year, and the relationship between the city Lord and the river god is even closer. It's better for the city Lord to ask the river god's opinion in person.
Do you want this nine generation boy.
If you want to, let the city Lord come back. If you don't want to, the city Lord will discuss with the river god whether the sacrifice of boy and girl can be replaced by something else.
As the Lord of the moon city, the Lord of the moon city should be able to do this. High priest, what do you think? "
Qin Wuyan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Siyu, staring at the bright eyes and the trembling snow on his eyelashes. What picture flashed away in his mind, and the ghost nodded: "well, let's do it."
As if afraid that Qin Wuyan would change his mind, Mo Siyu grabbed the Lord's collar, ignored the Lord's resistance, came to the edge of the high platform, kicked him on the back and kicked him down.
Things happen suddenly, only in the light between flint.
When the guards saw this, they drew their swords together and aimed at Mo Siyu....
Mo Siyu looked down at the rolling waves.
The fat body of the city leader made a lot of noise on the river and splashed high waves www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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The squire cried out: "yes, yes, high priest, this child is really the lifeblood of our family. As the fortune teller said, our family will have to go through ten generations of single biography before we can have a wide range of branches and grandchildren.
If I don't have my son, my family will be the queen. "
People in Yuecheng believe in reincarnation, ghosts and gods, and believe in purity. They have deep-rooted customs and concepts that can't be changed subconsciously.
If there is no incense, how can the dead ancestors reincarnate?
So the people here, ordinary people, are very kind and submissive. They hope that if their life is not good today, they can practice well and have a good fate in the next life.
All the beautiful fantasies are pinned on reincarnation.
Although Mo Siyu always believed that death is like a lamp out, he didn't believe it at all, but people here couldn't believe it.
It's a terrible crime to cut off people's incense.
If you touch the root of these people, it will cause backfire.
Otherwise, these people are not too afraid of death. They just feel that this life is not good. It's fate. They can sacrifice to the river god and make great contributions to the family. It's a matter of accumulating virtue and gratitude. In the next life, they will have no worries about food and clothing, be respected, and maybe be rich.
These people always think that high priests like Qin Wuyan are chosen by heaven and destined to be noble, but they don't know the essence of Qin Wuyan's bloodthirsty killing at all.
Any upward climbing Road is covered with layers of bones.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the corpse is the white bone, and it is the foundation stone laid on the ground for the winner.
But the brainwashing of ordinary people by the superior is to be submissive and not rebellious.
What an ironic ruling ideology.
The Lord of the city can cause such a great anger. If he had not driven people to the verge of despair, what happened today would not have happened.
Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids and stared at the Lord of the city: "what do you say?"
The city master denied: "the high priest knows clearly that he has never done such a thing in his humble position. The time for the sacrifice ceremony has come. If he doesn't sacrifice, he is afraid that the river god will be angry. All I do is for the people of the moon city..."
Mo Siyu really can't stand the mouth and face of the city master. He bows to Qin Wuyan and says: "high priest, I have a way to deal with this matter."
"Speak
"It's said that the city Lord here sacrifices to the river god every year, and the relationship between the city Lord and the river god is even closer. It's better for the city Lord to ask the river god's opinion in person.
Do you want this nine generation boy.
If you want to, let the city Lord come back. If you don't want to, the city Lord will discuss with the river god whether the sacrifice of boy and girl can be replaced by something else.
As the Lord of the moon city, the Lord of the moon city should be able to do this. High priest, what do you think? "
Qin Wuyan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Siyu, staring at the bright eyes and the trembling snow on his eyelashes. What picture flashed away in his mind, and the ghost nodded: "well, let's do it."
As if afraid that Qin Wuyan would change his mind, Mo Siyu grabbed the Lord's collar, ignored the Lord's resistance, came to the edge of the high platform, kicked him on the back and kicked him down.
Things happen suddenly, only in the light between flint.
When the guards saw this, they drew their swords together and aimed at Mo Siyu....
Mo Siyu looked down at the rolling waves.
The fat body of the city leader made a lot of noise on the river and splashed high waves www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
The squire cried out: "yes, yes, high priest, this child is really the lifeblood of our family. As the fortune teller said, our family will have to go through ten generations of single biography before we can have a wide range of branches and grandchildren. If I don't have my son, my family will be the queen. " People in Yuecheng believe in reincarnation, ghosts and gods, and believe in purity. They have deep-rooted customs and concepts that can't be changed subconsciously. If there is no incense, how can the dead ancestors reincarnate? So the people here, ordinary people, are very kind and submissive. They hope that if their life is not good today, they can practice well and have a good fate in the next life. All the beautiful fantasies are pinned on reincarnation. Although Mo Siyu always believed that death is like a lamp out, he didn't believe it at all, but people here couldn't believe it. It's a terrible crime to cut off people's incense. If you touch the root of these people, it will cause backfire. Otherwise, these people are not too afraid of death. They just feel that this life is not good. It's fate. They can sacrifice to the river god and make great contributions to the family. It's a matter of accumulating virtue and gratitude. In the next life, they will have no worries about food and clothing, be respected, and maybe be rich. These people always think that high priests like Qin Wuyan are chosen by heaven and destined to be noble, but they don't know the essence of Qin Wuyan's bloodthirsty killing at all. Any upward climbing Road is covered with layers of bones. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the corpse is the white bone, and it is the foundation stone laid on the ground for the winner. But the brainwashing of ordinary people by the superior is to be submissive and not rebellious. What an ironic ruling ideology. The Lord of the city can cause such a great anger. If he had not driven people to the verge of despair, what happened today would not have happened. Qin Wuyan raised his eyelids and stared at the Lord of the city: "what do you say?" The city master denied: "the high priest knows clearly that he has never done such a thing in his humble position. The time for the sacrifice ceremony has come. If he doesn't sacrifice, he is afraid that the river god will be angry. All I do is for the people of the moon city..." Mo Siyu really can't stand the mouth and face of the city master. He bows to Qin Wuyan and says: "high priest, I have a way to deal with this matter." "Speak "It's said that the city Lord here sacrifices to the river god every year, and the relationship between the city Lord and the river god is even closer. It's better for the city Lord to ask the river god's opinion in person. Do you want this nine generation boy. If you want to, let the city Lord come back. If you don't want to, the city Lord will discuss with the river god whether the sacrifice of boy and girl can be replaced by something else. As the Lord of the moon city, the Lord of the moon city should be able to do this. High priest, what do you think? " Qin Wuyan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Siyu, staring at the bright eyes and the trembling snow on his eyelashes. What picture flashed away in his mind, and the ghost nodded: "well, let's do it." As if afraid that Qin Wuyan would change his mind, Mo Siyu grabbed the Lord's collar, ignored the Lord's resistance, came to the edge of the high platform, kicked him on the back and kicked him down. Things happen suddenly, only in the light between flint. When the guards saw this, they drew their swords together and aimed at Mo Siyu.... Mo Siyu looked down at the rolling waves. The fat body of the city leader made a lot of noise on the river and splashed high waves www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
