The Rongcheng base was overcrowded and the living environment was crowded. Many people were crowded up and down the compound.
At this moment, there are countless peeping people hiding behind the windows and doors of every household. All of them stare at the struggling teenager on the courtyard floor, and no one dares to make a sound.
The always noisy courtyard is uncharacteristically silent.
Yue Wenhua's scolding sound was particularly abrupt.
Everyone's eyes turned to the prisoner in the corner, whose hands were shackled and tied to a pillar.
"Who?" the leading priest asked the entourage behind him.
"It's just a prisoner, the ones brought in when they entered the city."
The well-dressed, arrogant-looking priest raised his eyebrows slightly,
With a sad look on his face, he stretched out his hand from his robe, touched the top of the bound boy's head, and said loudly,
"This child will go to the North Cave. His sacrifice is great, and he will bring a peaceful life for the people of the whole base. The Lord God will bless his soul and lead him to the land of bliss." He smiled to the young man. His stepfather nodded, "Thanks to such selfless dedication of the family, our three major churches have also done their best to raise funds to care for the families of the devotees."
Behind the doors and windows of each household, there was a slight voice of discussion. This kind of thing has happened more than once in this base. Every month, the Rongcheng Base will select several "volunteers" to send to the North Cave. Through such a dirty transaction, those blasphemers in the North Cave would not come to harass the base.
"Ridiculous! I don't know about others. You are a believer of God's love. Instead of following the will of the Lord God to eliminate demons and defend the way, you sacrifice living people to monsters?"
Yue Wenhua squatted on the red brick floor, with shackles on his knees, under his thick black eyebrows, his eyes were burning with anger.
"As a priest of God's love, you dare to carry the Holy Father behind your back and do such a thing that goes against the teachings here!"
The priest with the winged symbol on his shoulder turned around, slightly surprised, "Could it be that you are also a believer of our God's love?"
He took two steps forward, "How can a sinner understand the painstaking efforts of the Holy Father. The Holy Father often said that God's love is great love, and it saves thousands of beings in this world. Sometimes, in order to save all living beings, a personal sacrifices are also necessary.”
"Nonsense! How could the Holy Father speak like that!" Yue Wenhua was angry, and the iron chain of the shackles rattled as he struggled.
There was a little panic in his heart.
He recalled the days when he had just been accepted into the church. Father God met him, who was about to collapse, organized a large number of medical staff, used precious holy blood to maintain his brother's life, and cast his blood into his desperate world. A light of dawn.
Wenhua, your brother will surely wake up, we will not give up every brother who believes in God. The priest always spoke to him so gently and lovingly.
The priest at that time was almost his pillar, his faith.
Now his firm belief has cracked, and doubts can't be restrained from growing in the bottom of his heart.
The priest looked down at him with a look of pity.
"I, I also think this is wrong." Song Ping next to Yue Wenhua swallowed his saliva and summoned the courage to say what he was holding in his heart, "We sacrifice our compatriots and give them to monsters, and monsters will only become stronger and stronger. Now he wants us to send it once a month, and it may become half a month or a week in the future. At that time, we can't refuse."
A girl's timid voice came from behind the window on the second floor, "I... don't think so, this child is too pitiful."
"Let the child go." A door on the first floor was quietly pushed open.
The humming of discussions began to grow louder.
The priest's face darkened,
"How the Yurong Base was destroyed, and how the Jin'an Base was breached by monsters, you don't remember it so soon?" He smiled lightly, pacing in the atrium with his hands spread out, "Of course it would be good to be able to destroy the monsters, who would like to? Go to the defiler's lair, you can stand up and let me see how many people there are? Come on, stand up and show me."
The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and the door that was pushed open on the first floor quickly closed.
"You people." Song An stomped his feet angrily, and those who were willing to stand up and say a few words, once their own safety was involved, immediately chose to retreat.
The priests gave him a mocking look, led the team to carry the boy on the ground, and turned to leave.
"Don't go!"
An invisible barrier was pushed from behind, and everyone who was caught off guard was pushed down by a huge force.
The third-order saint, whose movement was restricted by the shackles, displayed his own defensive barrier.
***
Chu Qianxun and the others returned to the Rongcheng base. A well-equipped and energetic team passed through the crowded streets.
"I heard that they went to Lu Village."
"That haunted Lu Village?"
"These mercenaries are really powerful. They can come back unscathed when they go to that hellish place."
"You see that none of them are missing."
"Looks like there's one more, doesn't it?"
People on the street watched and whispered.
Xiaolu walked in the middle of the team. He had not seen the sun for several months. His complexion was pale and haggard. His wet, half-long hair covered his panicked eyes.
There are people everywhere, too loud noises, too bright sunlight, all make his heart panic.
He lived with the rotten corpse for several months in the silent world, and returned to the bustling and noisy world overnight, in vain and felt a sense of discomfort at a loss.
"Xiaolu, are you Xiaolu?" A white-haired old man separated from the crowd. He looked up and down at the scrawny boy in front of him, with an excited expression, "You child, so you are still alive. Wife, wife, come quickly. Look, it's Xiaolu."
An elderly woman squeezed out of the crowd. She used a pair of old hands to grasp the thin hand of the young man. Tears appeared in her cloudy eyes.
"Little Lu, it's great that you're still alive. If you hadn't tried so hard to stop the demonized Acheng, the few of us wouldn't have been able to escape from the village."
Xiaolu recalled slowly for a moment, and finally recalled from his chaotic memory that the two old people in front of him were the two neighbors next to him.
"You… why are you here? Are there… anyone else?" He hadn't spoken in months, his voice dry and harsh.
"There are so many people in the village, and only a dozen of us can escape in the end. If we are all crowded into the shed in front." The old woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and pointed to a dilapidated shack not far away. ,
"Xiao Lu, why are you so thin, can't you find anything to eat?" She flipped through her satchel, took out the only black bun, and stuffed it into the boy's hand, "Eat it quickly. , such a beautiful child in the past, if your parents see you now, they don't know how sad they are."
Xiaolu stood in the middle of the road full of people, looking down at the black and hard food in his hand,
As long as you are willing to get out of this house, you still have a chance to get sunlight.
He remembered what the man who had pulled him out of the darkness had said to him.
"Meet an acquaintance?" Ye Peitian patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, go back to our place first, you can get used to it slowly."
Everyone returned to their residence, and the green courtyard before departure was now in a mess.
Yue Wenhua was wounded, the corners of his mouth were blue and purple, curled up on the ground, the shackles on his wrists were tightened due to excessive struggle, and two streaks of blood were drawn.
"What's going on?" Chu Qianxun frowned, looking at Song An who also had a blue nose and a swollen face.
"Captain Chu, it's all my nephew's ignorance." Song Sanqian, who did not know when he arrived, smiled apologetically to Chu Qianxun, "He didn't think highly of you as a prisoner, and asked him to join several church priests at the base. There was a little conflict."
"I didn't ask you, let Song An speak." Chu Qianxun interrupted him.
Song An looked at his cousin, hesitated for a moment, and told the truth.
"What! Dedicating a living person to a monster?"
"Do you trade with monsters like this for your own safety?"
Yan Xue and Gao Yan were very angry.
"So, you tied such an ordinary child directly to the defiler's lair?" Ye Peitian's voice was icy and cold.
"We can't do this either," Song Sanqian frowned, "You don't know, those blasphemers live in underground lair that extends in all directions. It's hard to destroy. It's better to be with them than to be unable to prevent them from rushing into the base to burn, kill and loot. negotiation."
"That is, they can still understand human speech, and other monsters want to talk..." His voice became smaller and smaller in Ye Peitian's cold eyes, and finally he couldn't speak.
Chu Qianxun said with a sneer, "You guys are willing to become a farm of monsters? The surrounding bases have been destroyed. How smart are the blasphemers? They are leaving you here and feeding them bit by bit. Uncle Song, yes. For you, as long as you don't die, can you live a day?"
Song Sanqian's face turned white.
Chu Qianxun clearly knew that with the emergence of intelligent monsters, more and more people with ulterior motives would begin to secretly trade with monsters in private. For their own benefit, they did not hesitate to frame and sacrifice the lives of their compatriots, and made dirty deals with monsters.
Sometimes the damage caused by these people is no less than the impact of monsters on humans.
A little boy hurried in outside the gate of the courtyard. He was covered in sweat and ran so fast that he almost tripped over the threshold.
"Brother, where is my brother?"
Every time he met someone, he hurriedly grabbed other people's clothes and asked in a panic, hoping to hear an answer that would give him peace of mind.
People avoided his eyes and slowly opened his hands, unable to bear to tell the truth.
The boy stood alone in the courtyard for a moment, his arms trembling slightly.
Suddenly he seemed to remember something, raised his head, and ran all the way to Ye Peitian and others, "Big brother, have you seen my brother?"
The little boy's panicked and terrified face showed a trace of anticipation,
However, the shackled brother who had helped them didn't look at him with his scarred face. Brother Ye, who brought them food with his own hands, also avoided his sight.
He took a step back, vaguely aware of what was going on.
In the end, Song Ping gritted his teeth, "Feiyu, Feiqi, he was chosen as a sacrifice, and he was sent to the North Cave in the morning..."
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
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