Become a battlefield medic in a survival game

Chapter 162 City Fortress 11
The emperor naturally delegated to Yue Yingying.

Yue Yingying didn't have the heart to deal with this matter, the entire Weicheng Dynasty was corrupt from the inside out, giving her only 30 days to recover was too much.

She also wanted to start to find out why the dead warriors of the Yingshen Sect killed the third aunt.

After all, the Baishan Candles were all burned out, and it was certain that the death of San Yiniang had nothing to do with Yingshen, so only the Yingshen Sect had the means of assassination.

It's a pity that things backfired. She searched for two days and still had no clue.

The division of power in Weicheng is roughly that the royal power is greater than the divine power than the military power, and because the divine power is real and has the ability to influence the overall situation, the royal power is integrated with the divine power to a certain extent.

When Yueying came to the side of the "Statue of Yingshen", the surrounding people had already heard the news and moved away. Except for the people who lived here, almost no young and middle-aged people were seen.

The chief of ceremonies stepped forward with his waist bent: "Master Priest, this is the destroyed statue. Do you think we should find someone to restore it first, or arrest the criminals who destroyed this place first?"

"Catch the criminals?" Yue Yingying looked at him strangely, "Do you know who did it?"

Si Li said: "There are only a few houses living next to the statue, and there are also a fixed number of small traders who pass by here every day. It is not difficult to know who it is."

"Then why do you bother me?"

"Uh... this..." Si Li said awkwardly, "If they are all arrested, they won't fit in the cell."

To put it bluntly, the public grievances are too strong, and what needs to be resolved is the boiling of public grievances, not the destruction of idols.

Yue Yingying thought for a moment, then she had an idea in her mind, and said: "Go and bring a few that you think can make sense, remember, you have to bring the ones you invite!"

Si Li took people there, but not long after, he fled back in embarrassment, with several swellings on his head.

"You are this?"

Si Li covered his waist and shouted: "My lord! Those troublemakers are not willing to cooperate at all! They thought we were going to arrest and kill people! How can I be so violent as Si Li? I didn't listen to the explanation for a long time, and just drove us away with a broom Come out!"

"Oh?" Yue Yingying was looking at the voodoo doll buried at the feet of the statue, and she couldn't help but turn her head slowly after hearing this.

He sneered and said: "The common people in the world belong to the royal power. You can still adhere to the idea of ​​peaceful settlement when you act on behalf of His Majesty, and you can even forgive the blasphemy of Yingshen... Sir Li, should I say that you are unique? Should I praise you?" Are you doing well?"

"This..." Si Li lowered his head, "My lord! I really don't know what you are referring to?"

Yue Yingying got up: "Nothing! You are worthy of praise for following my ideas and not harming the common people!"

Si Li smiled and agreed: "It should be! In the future, I will ask the adults to teach me a lot!"

After he finished speaking, he changed the topic: "Then, what should we do now, my lord?"

Yue Yingying let him make up his own mind.

He smiled even more: "Returning to your lord, I have the courage to ask you to go there in person, so that you can show your sincerity."

Yue Yingying sneered again: "Oh? I'll go in person? Aren't you afraid that bad people will hurt me?"

Si Li said solemnly: "This is impossible, my lord! The road is absolutely safe! The guards are close to protecting me, not to mention that my lord is blessed by the gods, no matter how riotous civilians are, I can't hurt my lord!"

"Really? What if someone insists on hurting me?" She looked at the officer of ceremonies and smiled gently, "If someone hurts me, Mr. ceremonial officer...do you want to pay with your life?"

"This..." Si Li's waist bent even harder, and then he forced himself to straighten up, "Yes, my lord! If this is the case, I, my lord will definitely protect me in front of my lord!"

"Okay!" Yue Yingying flicked her sleeves and said expressionlessly, "Enough courage! Then lead the way."

The guards opened the way in front, she walked in the middle, and the chief of ceremonies followed unhurriedly.

The destination is a spacious farmhouse, where many farmers live together. There are two roads to pass on the way, one is a road full of people, and the other is a path lined with mountains and rocks.

The officer of ceremonies pointed her to a more remote and hazy place, and said with a smile, "My lord! It's close here!"

Yue Yingying didn't refuse, but before she went in, she saw a few children playing at the intersection.

On a whim, I stopped and wanted to know what children think of Yingshen.

"Hello," she smiled, "what are you playing?"

A few little bean dings are cute and soft, with very distinctive three-cluster braids, and their skin is snow-white, like crystal clear and exquisite bags.

The older doll replied: "We are playing house."

Yue Yingying didn't like the crunchy voice.

She picked up the doll, let him sit in her arms, and asked softly: "Then you are playing Daddy?"

The baby shook her head: "I'm playing the role of the high priest."

Yue Yingying's smile suddenly subsided, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the chief of ceremonies gesticulating to hit her, but she caught her with a look.

"Are you getting bolder?"

The ceremonial officer withdrew his hand resentfully: "My lord, I just saw him talking nonsense, and I was afraid that he would disrespect you."

"Tong Yan Wuji, I won't be angry." Yue Yingying picked up her smiling face again, the corners of her mouth raised brighter than last time, "Come on! Tell my sister, what are your names?"

"Ada."

"misty."

"Doggy."

"root."

"Iron pillar."

"My name is Yue Ruyi." Yue Yingying introduced herself and asked, "Can I play with you?"

"Adults also play house?" Ah Da, who was sitting in his arms, said something puzzled, and before waiting for an answer, he said, "We still need a hostage now, you can be a hostage."

"Hostage? Are you acting as a robber?"

"No." Mengmeng, the only girl, shook her head like a rattle, "We're playing the story of the high priest turning the villain into a pig and then cremating him."

It's really scary to say this from an innocent child, even the guards couldn't help leaning back, and the ceremonial officer opened his eyes and scolded directly: "What are you talking about, you little brats! Just look at me—”

"What are you looking at?" Yue Yingying narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, "Do you want to die?"

The ceremonial officer was aggrieved: "My lord! You can't let them do whatever they want, these brats are so mean-hearted!"

"No matter how bad it is, you don't have the evil intentions of an adult." Yue Yingying tilted her head slightly, and said clearly, "If you dare to say one more word, I will let you experience the feeling of being cremated."

The ceremonial officer was sweating coldly, trying to defend himself, but he couldn't open his mouth.

She raised her hand and touched Ah Da's head: "Let's continue playing? Ignore these childish things! Tell me how to play?"

Ah Da looked at the other four children nervously, lowered his head and rolled his eyes, bit his lower lip, and struggled to jump out of his arms.

"I repent! I don't want to play with you!" Ada took a few steps back, pointed at her and said, "You and the high priest must be in the same group! My father said that you like to capture and kill young adults! Cremating people in front of the old man! Now it's even more extreme, and they're starting to arrest children!"

When he said this, he seemed to realize something, and suddenly became afraid, and took the lead in running away: "Run, Mengmeng, Gouwa, they are coming to kill people!"

"Hey!"

Yue Yingying got up to stop her, but she never thought that this move would make the children scream and run faster, and disappeared in a flash.

In order to prevent them from falling, she didn't let anyone chase her no matter how worried she was.

The chief of ceremonies bit the bullet and leaned forward: "My lord! We have been delayed for too long, and it will be dark soon."

Yue Yingying glanced back at him, the aura around her seemed to be covered with icy scum like the twelfth lunar month of winter: "My lord, don't you have any idea after listening to the conversation just now?"

"Uh..." The ceremonial officer quickly raised his eyes and lowered them, "I don't know what your lord means?"

"About thirteen days ago, I was conferred the title of high priest. During my term of office, I did not do anything harmful to nature, but this young boy bluntly said that the high priest killed people randomly. As far as I know, there was no such position as a high priest before, so I decided to Someone killed people in private, and pushed the matter to the high priest."

Yue Yingying analyzed it like this again, but felt wrong again.

It should be understood that some people proclaimed themselves high priests, bewitched believers to kill people, and caused public resentment!
Ying god religion? !

The name suddenly popped up in my mind.

Everything seems to be understandable, Yingshen is a raised kid, and the kid needs sacrifices, and the believers of Yingshen Sect kill people and offer sacrifices!

It turned out to be the case.

Although there are still many things that can be extended, Yue Yingying's attention at the moment is attracted by Ah Da's words just now.

"The young and middle-aged were captured and killed", "cremated in front of the elderly", "they started to arrest children".

If these are sacrifices, it means that the sacrifices also need to meet certain conditions. Before, they were young adults, but now they are children.

But why cremated in front of the old man?
Yue Yingying had a flash of inspiration, thinking that since she was called the high priest, she would definitely use a specific magic circle to perform the sacrificial ceremony, so she ordered the priest on the spot to present the scroll of the disappearance case of the Dali Temple to see the time of death of the deceased and location distribution.

The ceremonial officer was taken aback for a moment, his eyes dodged: "This, my lord, is this not good?"

"I can't see?"

"No! It's just the purpose of our trip...?"

Yue Yingying smiled, lifted the hem of the brocade robe and sat on the stone seat: "I won't leave, I'll just watch here, and I'll go after I finish."

The chief of ceremonies had no choice but to apologize and ask her to wait a while with a smile.

Turning his head, with a slightly sullen expression, he waved to his subordinates and told them to hurry up impatiently.

When the scrolls were delivered, several hours had already passed.

There are already too many scrolls of missing persons in Dali Temple, Yue Yingying ate at the spot, patiently flipping through them one by one, commanding the guards to summarize the list of missing persons according to village, gender, age and even direction, and then inform her.

The chief of ceremonies was also dragged in to work as a coolie. During this period, he always used various excuses to shirk and asked to hurry up and go on the road, but Yue Yingying refused.

Seeing that he was too good at chattering, he had no choice but to give him a hard kick, which made him lose consciousness for a moment, so he stayed aside to sort out the scrolls obediently, and even the guards did not dare to be lazy anymore.

(End of this chapter)