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[Lin Xuan]: What do you an?

[Lin Tang]: I also only discovered today that our family has always maintained...

[Lin Tang]: Shang and Zhou dynasty era sacrifices!

[Lin Tang]: I have already run out from ho, you also hurry and run. Wait until you co of age and Little Uncle will eat you!

This truly touched upon Chen Ran's knowledge blind spot. He only knew that during the Shang and Zhou periods they often used living people for sacrifices, and also...

The people of the Shang and Zhou periods had the habit of eating their eldest sons; this was related to the environnt at the ti.

Simply put, during ancient tis, tribal conflicts, and lacking the concept of chastity, won were mostly spoils of war.

This led to the result that the first child given birth to by a woman you snatched over wasn't necessarily yours. Therefore, they were often taken to be sacrificed, which could solve so unnecessary troubles.

For example, the relatively famous Bo Yikao with high probability was killed and eaten by Ji Chang.

The relatively official statent is: The High Priest believed that the firstborn children, just like the first batch of grain in spring, and the first wave of cattle and sheep born in autumn, all belonged to the gods. They must be returned to the gods in order to receive protection.

[Lin Xuan]: Evidence?

[Lin Tang]: Have you been very lethargic these past few days?

Chen Ran thought about it, canceling his suppressed ntal State, and imdiately a wave of intense drowsiness assaulted him.

[Lin Xuan]: Yes.

[Lin Tang]: Then that's right. They are already preparing. To prevent you from escaping in the middle of the night, they fed you sleeping pills. If you still don't believe it, tomorrow you can try to go out and see if they will let you out.

[Lin Xuan]: What should I do?

After sending this sentence, no matter how much Chen Ran sent ssages, there were no replies.

Chen Ran deleted the chat records, but still felt it wasn't secure, so he simply blacklisted Lin Tang.

Only then did he fall asleep.

The next day, Chen Ran woke up.

He saw a middle-aged woman, holding a bowl in her hands, sitting in front of the bed. The look in her eyes as she looked at him was like looking at so rare delicacy. Not knowing if it was an illusion, Chen Ran glimpsed the woman just wiping so drool from the corner of her mouth.

"Little Xuan you're awake, quickly eat the things in the bowl, then go take a bath and wash yourself thoroughly clean."

Chen Ran took a look inside the bowl; good heavens, there were actually five or six poached eggs.

Chen Ran took the bowl, eating all the poached eggs inside. Only then did the woman satisfactorily leave holding the bowl.

Chen Ran got up.

Again examining the bedroom, his gaze fell upon a schedule pasted behind the door.

[Morning: Bath, Eat.

[Noon: Bath, Eat.

[Afternoon: Bath, Eat.

[Night: Bath, Eat.

Continuing to look down.

[No Smoking!

[No Staying Up Late!

After reading it, Chen Ran took a shower, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.

This was a two-story villa.

Standing on the second floor.

He discovered a middle-aged man directing a few people to move a...

Let's call it a Christmas Tree for now.

Simply because, this [Christmas Tree] wasn't plastic, it was made of iron. The dense branches and leaves looked like countless barbs.

The middle-aged man seeing Chen Ran hurriedly pulled the door shut. With a 'click', the door actually automatically locked.

At this ti, the middle-aged woman, holding a bowl of what let's call bacon slices for now, arrived in front of the iron Christmas Tree.

"Husband, look, in a few days cutting it into this size, is it okay?"

The middle-aged man nodded, picking up a slice of at and hanging it on a barb of the iron Christmas Tree.

At the sa ti, the two's gazes from ti to ti fell upon Chen Ran at the doorway of the second floor.

Chen Ran fished out his cell phone.

He ca before the iron tree, picking up a slice of at and also hanging it up, smiling at the two: "Hanging at on top, are you preparing to air-dry it to keep and eat as cured at? This isn't right either, cured at must be marinated in advance?"

"You don't hang it like this." Saying this, the middle-aged man pulled his hand. Not knowing if it was intentional, while guiding Chen Ran to hang the at, his arm scraped against an iron branch. Instantly fresh blood flowed straight out. And the reaction of the two was very strange, they didn't care at the first mont, but instead stared straight at Chen Ran's bleeding arm, a certain strangeness surfacing in their eyes as they subconsciously licked their lips.

Chen Ran slowly raised his arm, the two's gazes moving along with his arm.

Right after, Chen Ran stuck out his tongue and licked his wound. This kind of action brought a temptation as if saying: co and eat quickly ah.

Chen Ran pulled his legs and ran towards the main door.

"Quickly stop..." The middle-aged man who was scared out of his wits hadn't even finished the word [him] when he saw...

Chen Ran suddenly stopped, crouching down and patting non-existent dust off his slippers, then asked with an innocent face:

"Stop who?"

The two seemingly also didn't expect that Chen Ran would crazily disco on the edge of seeking death like this.

The well-crafted eerie atmosphere, being ssed with like this by Chen Ran, made the atmosphere sowhat awkward.

This was the Second Realm of Lingtai.

Players under this kind of ntal State would no longer have any constraints in an Instance. The eerie atmosphere given to their Personal Common Sense by characters or environnts could no longer affect them, and their application of rules would be even handier.

Therefore, it would appear very casual.

The middle-aged woman took the dical kit and bandaged Chen Ran's wound well, it was just...

Chen Ran slled it; the bandaged location had a faint sll of spices.

And it was intensely painful!

Chen Ran helplessly covered his forehead, giving a thumbs up to Lin Xuan's mother.

Chen Ran was already too lazy to verify further. Walking back to his room, he opened his cell phone.

Taking Lin Tang out of the blacklist.

[Lin Xuan]: You guessed right, they indeed won't let go out.

The opposite side replied almost in seconds.

[Lin Tang]: Then it's troubleso. I've read the ancient texts within the family. On the day of your birthday, they should knock you out, hang you on the Divine Tree and bleed you, until you drain the last drop of blood, only then starting to cut.

[Lin Tang]: Oh right, the Divine Tree for the sacrifice should be at your house now, right?

[Lin Xuan]: Yup.

[Lin Xuan]: No bro, why are you blabbering so much, just directly tell how to destroy the sacrifice.

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