Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

However, strangely, King Liang was not as surprised as imagined, but instead smiled.

I only heard him say: "Smart, right? I heard it's quite difficult to pass the test."

He actually knew?!

Li Huoyue was worried about the alliance's rescue operation tomorrow.

"But no matter how smart you are, you will still be captured by me!"

"At the beginning, she told me something, saying that giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell, and she was unwilling to put herself through this."

"Hahahahaha! In the end, you still have to give birth to a big fat boy for me!"

Li Huoyue wanted to kill the scum in the bathhouse. After all, she had a disguise prop card. If she killed them all, she would never be traced back to her.

But after taking a look at the third brother beside King Liang...

Li Huoyue had no choice but to endure it for the time being.

The item card flashed, indicating that the bonus effect would only last for a quarter of an hour.

It also takes time to leave Prince Liang’s Palace.

Li Huoyue doesn’t have time to listen to the crappy love story of King Liang.

It's just like in romance novels.

——She is so special.

— found her cute and funny.

——Surprised that she knows so much.

——He was in a high position with great power and had everything, but he treated her differently.

——He understood her and respected her. He was different from other men of that era.

——He is willing to give up everything for her.

——She is willing to give him a child.

At this point, ordinary time travel might not be a problem.

What a pity, this is the South.

Li Huoyue stood up and said goodbye to King Liang. He originally planned to walk out of the gate of King Liang's mansion according to his memory, but suddenly he remembered the big tripod he saw before entering the gate.

He glanced at the time remaining on the item card and recalled the structure of Prince Liang's mansion that he had just observed from the outside.

Run to the backyard, there should be enough time.

After a few moves, Li Huoyue saw the big tripod again.

It was placed right in the middle of an open space in the backyard, with an altar in front and a large pile of firewood around it.

And various torture instruments.

There are stands built around the yard, so no matter what is in the yard, people can stare at it.

The quiet tripod and the motionless stands are like an alternative replica of the Roman Colosseum.

Just waiting for the audience.

Just waiting for the living creatures to enter.

The entire venue has not been actually used yet, but Li Huoyue has already roughly guessed what it is used for.

Ancient books record that foreign races were massacred during sacrificial ceremonies.

Doing so is not only to offer rare items to the gods, but also to inspire the people around them to fill their spiritual emptiness.

——"Let the tortured aliens struggle slowly, cry, or roar and curse."

The light of the prop card flashed twice again. Li Huoyue saw that there were still people loading and unloading at the back door, so he quickly climbed over the wall and escaped.

The Prince of Liang's Mansion was not far from Shengyu Street. After Li Huoyue came out of the Prince of Liang's Mansion, he walked on Shengyu Street holding an umbrella, feeling very heavy and uneasy.

She stopped and looked straight at the bustling street not far away. The bustling crowd made Shengyu Street extremely lively, like an everlasting prosperous age.

That big tripod was newly made, which meant that there was a big tripod before that was broken and discarded.

The "viewing banquet" at Prince Liang's mansion must have been attended by more than just Prince Liang, and the fact that there was a time traveler was never told to "outside".

What is "outside"?

Those who are not on the same line are "outside".

She suddenly recalled that she seemed to have never paid attention to how those time travelers who were secretly captured died in the end.

Is this what has to happen?

Li Huoyue felt that he should do something.

Although her current situation was relatively comfortable and the "darkness under the lamp" protected her well, who could guarantee how long her father could keep this official position?

Li Huoyue has always believed that the establishment of this position is problematic.

A person who is not a time traveler is searching for evidence of time travel.

This is the biggest paradox of the entire position, and also its biggest drawback.

Even though there is a lot of information, it is still a thing of the past.

How many people have the ability to use past information to infer who will come in the future?

There are 10 million registered people in the entire southern country, and it is impossible to screen them all one by one. Once something goes wrong, the special inspector will be the first to be sacrificed.

Li Huoyue sighed, they didn’t even catch anyone from the alliance. They would rescue them tomorrow. Didn’t they have to take action today?

She went out of the city, found her chestnut horse, and returned home slowly.

*

That night, Mrs. Sang also returned home exhausted.

She heard that her youngest son had a conflict with someone, and the other party's background was too strong, so her son was directly captured by King Liang.

The Sang family had no relatives or connections in Kyoto, and it took her a long time to find out the final situation.

But the people had been captured by King Liang. Even after finding out the truth, she had no way to rescue them and could only return with a sigh.

As long as the person wasn't beaten to death on the spot.

After all, his eldest son is a Beijing official, and there are two third-rank officials in the Li family, with whom he is about to become in-laws. Perhaps they will be able to find a way.

Now, she just wanted to go to her newly changed bed and have a good rest.

But when she just opened the door, she felt that everything in front of her eyes was suddenly dark.

She must have come to the wrong place!

How could such a shabby place be her Sang Mansion?

Unexpectedly, Sang Fuqing came out and said, "Mother, you are finally back. I was just planning to send someone to look for you. Why don't we find an inn to rest tonight?"

"This, this...what happened?" Mrs. Sang asked tremblingly.

I had been going out happily today, planning to give some of the things sent by the Li family to my younger son.

Li Huoyue had never been to the Sang Mansion before, so she wouldn't be discovered if she took anything.

Even if she found out later, Li Huoyue would already be her daughter-in-law by then. Could she really rebel and control her as the mother-in-law?

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at my youngest son's residence in the inner city, I heard that something had happened to him.

The issue of the youngest son has not been resolved yet, and when he returned home, his home was gone.

Mrs. Sang felt like the sky was falling!

Xu Jiao'er hasn't gone back yet either. Even though she doesn't like Mrs. Sang, she is Sang Fuqing's mother after all, so she still wants to stay and gain some recognition.

She stepped forward with a swollen face and saluted: "Mrs. Sang."

"you are?"

Xu Jiaoer paused and looked at Sang Fuqing innocently.

Sang Fuqing explained: "Mother, this is Jiao'er."

"Ah? Xu Zhuangyuan?!" Madam Sang looked around in the moonlight and finally found some recognition. She asked anxiously, "What's wrong with this face? Can it be healed?"

Mrs. Sang's worried expression warmed Xu Jiao'er's heart, and she shook her head and said:

"Except for the pain, it should be fine."

Madam Sang heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest, "That's good, that's good. How can you be an official if your face is ruined? If you can't be an official, don't even think about entering our Sang Mansion!"

The warmth in Xu Jiaoer's heart disappeared.