Traveling through ancient times: Savages are hungry for food

The two were taken out like prisoners.

The surrounding environment has basically not changed, and there are still earthen houses of different heights.

There were many ancient people around, men, women, young and old. They were all heading in the same direction as the two men were being escorted. They glanced at the two of them and turned away.

It seems that they are also going to the sacrificial site.

After walking for about ten minutes, the view suddenly opened up after turning a corner.

It was a huge open space, even larger than the Sirius Square.

There was nothing to block the view, but about every three meters on the ground, there were stones arranged in a large circle. In the center was a wooden platform, which was probably what they called a sacrificial altar.

But the table was bright red, as if dried blood had lingered on it.

It looks very weird.

A huge bonfire crackled and blazed on the platform, sending sparks flying everywhere. The roar of the fire dragon seemed to devour the void.

At this moment, a muscular middle-aged man in his forties appeared, with countless feathers on his body.

When the ancient people around saw him, they all bowed and nodded.

"Chief."

The leader glanced at Sang Tian and Cang lightly, then looked away as lightly as a feather.

He looked at it with disdain as if he was looking at food that was about to disappear.

Then, the others immediately gathered around the altar.

Sang Tian clearly felt that the pace of the males who were escorting them was also much faster.

I saw.

The chief, solemnly holding a stone, threw it into the flames.

The flames suddenly thinned and lengthened, forming a shadow. The shadow grew increasingly solid and clear; it was a snake! But its tail was forked, one longer, the other shorter! Its body snaked upward, its tongue spitting out its tongue.

It looks very scary!

At this moment, everyone immediately knelt on their knees, including the males who were escorting the two people.

The uniform voice resounded through the sky.

"Greetings, Master Beast Spirit!"

Sang Tian and Cang just stood there and looked at the people crawling on the ground around them.

Taking advantage of the moment when she was not restrained, Sang Tian immediately took out the antidote of the Qiong Yu pollen and fed it into her mouth, and also handed the Qiong Yu pollen to Cang.

Watch the situation with your eyes and act accordingly.

Cang nodded.

Then everyone stood up.

They very familiarly made way for Sang Tian and Cang.

Sang Tian and Cang continued to be escorted to the altar.

At this moment, an old man with white hair, probably in his seventies, appeared from behind the stage and was helped to stand on the stage by the leader.

The old man was wearing a dark green cloak with brown branches on it. From a distance, it looked like he was reading the pulse of the forest. His hair was meticulously combed, and in his hand he was leaning on an elegant and simple scepter.

The leader can personally help him onto the altar.

He is probably the witch of this tribe.

Soon, the two were escorted up.

Sang Tian's heart was beating in her throat, and her whole arm was numb from being too nervous.

A large fish with brilliant colors and excellent appearance was carried up by more than a dozen males.

In addition, a shiny knife was handed to the witch.

Sang Tian took a glance at the knife. It was not made of bone, nor could it be made of iron.

It looks more like stone, but the material must be very special.

Seeing this, Cang's eyes darkened.

In such a situation, we must ask clearly how they perform the sacrifice!

"What are they going to do with such a big show?"

But this question has been asked.

It was quiet.

No one spoke. The leader looked at Cang with contempt, then smiled sinisterly.

"He who is about to have his head swallowed by a fish is still so arrogant!

It is your honor to be the sacrificer of the beast spirit!"

Sang Tian was shocked.

Did he mean that the two men's heads would be chopped off, stuffed into fish stomachs, and then sacrificed?

There is such a cruel method.

The witches of Tianlang only use wild beasts for sacrifice and never use living people for sacrifice.

Such a large-scale late tribe was so bloody and violent.

Watching.

Two strong men, holding shiny knives, walked towards them with murderous looks on their faces.

Sang Tian's heart was in her throat.

Cang gave him a look.

It's now!

Just when the two were about to take action to save their lives.

A shrill, rising and falling cry of "Help!" came from a distance.

The executioner's movements were interrupted, and everyone present looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Help!"

A female said quickly.

"Chief, it's Pan's voice!"

The leader narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly walked down the altar!

Soon, a figure jumped out from the corner of the wall.

The khaki linen clothes were covered with bright red bloodstains that had not yet dried!

shouted anxiously.

"witch!

Save Ji quickly!

While he was hunting, he was grabbed by a leopard and his belly was ripped open!

He is now unconscious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two males appeared behind Pan.

A wicker-woven plank came out quickly, and on it lay a young man with a snow-white face.

All of the tribesmen were shocked and gathered around to check on the injuries of the person lying there.

The one called Pan came over in a few steps.

He threw Wu onto his back and ran towards Ji.

Wu was so dizzy and confused that he was thrown around. He was tossed around on the pan's back, making a "duangduang" sound...

Sang Tian and Cang were full of question marks.

?

Didn’t you just want to chop off both of our heads?

How come the sacrificial site that was packed with people just now is now deserted?

Only the two of them and the beast spirit were left staring at each other...

This is weird, you know?

The altar was one meter high, and the two of them stood at the edge of the altar and watched the situation over there.

The witch kept working on Ji's body, but the bleeding didn't seem to stop.

Wu wiped the sweat from his head and said something to Pan.

Then Pan quickly got his medicine box.

He took out some things and gave them to Ji Shi.

He fed it into his mouth and applied it on the wound.

But the bleeding still did not stop.

The witch's hands seemed to be shaking a little.

Suddenly stood up.

“I’ve tried all the medicine, but the bleeding won’t stop!

Now I can only pray for the blessing of the beast spirit!"

Then, he danced a strange dance around Ji with his hands and feet!

Just like the supernatural shamans in ancient costume dramas.

Sang Tian curled his lips

thought.

This was probably the turning point that her sixth sense pointed to.

Don't underestimate these witches!

If the bleeding can't be stopped, the wound must be extremely serious, otherwise the witch would definitely have a way to deal with it.

But just because he can't stop it doesn't mean Sang Tian can't stop it!

Besides, she wanted to take the risk!

Although Sang Tian's witch doctor skills are not yet fully developed, don't forget that she has modern disinfectant alcohol, the best hemostatic drugs, the best wound medicines, antibiotics, and fever-reducing drugs!

Gotta try it!

Anyway, even if it can't be cured, it's still death.

Might as well give it a try.

Sang Tian must find out what kind of place this is and what kind of civilization it has!

So, I have to go through this journey.

If they had saved their lives, they wouldn't be facing such a situation.

If not, wouldn't the consequences be different? There's no loss.

Sang Tian tilted his head and asked tentatively?

"Take this opportunity to infiltrate their ranks?"

Cang Qian smiled.

"it is good."

I have jade pollen in my body, so I don't have to worry about the two of them dying.

Since she wants to do it, accompany her to do it.

What's more, Cang always feels.

This place is unusual.

It’s not the kind of extraordinary in terms of scale or development.

It is an unusual feeling that is deeply buried in the heart and causes palpitations.

Cang always felt that he would make a great discovery.

It's a very important thing.

Moreover, he also wanted to know what kind of tribe this was.

Sang is not an ordinary person. Since she spoke, she must be sure of it.

It would be better for the two of them to take a gamble and see if they can change the status quo and integrate into it.

Got the news!

……

Just when everyone was at a loss of what to do, Ji's mother was about to faint from crying; his father knelt on the ground with his hands folded and prayed for the beast spirit to bless him.

A voice as clear and cold as a spring came ethereally.

"I can save him!"

The dance steps of the Wu Tiao God suddenly froze.

Everyone looked towards the altar.

It was so quiet all around that no one dared to breathe loudly!

These were the words spoken by the slender, fair, and quiet female with delicate features who was about to be fed to the beast spirit.

You heard that right!

Wu Du said that we can only leave it to fate.

Where did she get the confidence to arrogantly say that she could save Ji!

Ji's wound is very deep and long. How can she, a female who has never even been exposed to the sun, have the nerve to brag!

Seeing that Wu was at her wit's end, Ji's mother was so grief-stricken that she lost her mind and immediately regarded Sang Tian as a life-saving straw.

He rolled and crawled over and hugged Sang's thigh.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with hope, and he cried out while sobbing.

"I beg you! Save my son! Save Ji!

He can't die! He's only twenty-three!"

Ji's father was furious and rushed over to pull his partner away.

"You are so confused! They are just sacrifices to the beast spirits! They are just buying time, deceiving you so they can live longer!

This female is not even as old as Wu's granddaughter! How can she possibly save Ji?!"

Ji's father was also immersed in grief, and his pale face glared at him fiercely.

“I’m warning you!

Don't take my son as your chance to live!"

After hearing these words.

Ji's mother seemed to have lost her life. She lay on the ground with her eyes wide open, and she didn't even have the strength to cry out loud.

The curses from others almost buried Sang Tian and Cang.

Almost all the same.

They probably said she was a liar, shameless, using Ji as a springboard, arrogant, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and so on.

Cang spoke.

Not a deafening shout,

But it left a deep mark on everyone's heart.

"Even your witch is helpless and can only rely on the beast spirit. Why not let her try? What if she can really save him!"

Everyone fell silent.

Because they felt that what this introverted and low-key male said made some sense.

Since the witch can't do anything about it, why not let others take a look?

Anyway, it's already like this, how bad can it get? But what if it really works?

But they dare not say it.

The leader glared at Cang and shouted.

"What if he can't be saved?"

"No ifs."

"Boy, you two little ants from a lowly tribe, don't be so arrogant!"

"If I can't save her, I'll die first!"

"you!"

The leader continued to make things difficult.

Wu suddenly patted him on the arm and waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.

The witch's turbid voice came.

“Let the female try.

I want to see what she can do to save someone who even I can't do anything to! "

Ji's mother seemed to be injected with a bit of vitality at once, her eyes lit up with a glimmer of stars, and she immediately crawled to Ji's side.

When his father looked at Sang Tian, ​​there was also some unknown look in his eyes, and more of it was hope.

Hopefully, there's a slight chance...

Everyone made way for the two of them.

Sang Tian went there immediately.

Cang was holding the medicine that Sang Tian had taken out of her backpack while avoiding others.