Seeing this scene, the people on the Dashun visiting group frowned, but none of them moved.

Because they could see that although the bitten people made tragic screams, they did not struggle to resist, as if they were all voluntarily.

Someone asked, "Mr. Ash, is this a banquet?"

Ash whispered, "Yes, this is a banquet, or to be precise, a sacrifice."

Su Wei frowned and asked, "Does the sacrifices here all use people to sacrifice?"

Ash said: "Yes, but you don't have to pay much attention to those people. Most of the sacrifices were death sentence prisoners, they bought them from the government. Of course, there were some voluntary ones—"

"Volunteer?"

"Yes, they are crazy believers, who think they can be combined with primitive desires, and there are some more......"

Ash's voice was a little deeper, "They were willing to exchange their bodies for their families a sum of money that could survive.

The original sect is actually very popular with some people in the slums. They can enjoy all kinds of joy, various drugs and entertainment stimulation of implants during their lifetime. When they are seriously ill or hopeless, they can sell themselves, exchange them for some money from the sect, and sell them at a good price."

Someone couldn't help asking: "Can you sell yourself for a good price? Are these all commendable?"

Ah He sighed, "This is the Federation, you have to get used to it, and the original sect is fair,

It can ensure that relatives can get the full amount of money, because in this way, the capital can reduce many security incidents every year."

Chen Chuan didn't care about the people below. At this time, he could feel the surrounding fields were shaking, which was indeed a sect sacrifice.

If you look down from above, you can see a huge face under the lake, and all the ships on this river are suspended above it.

A ceremony?

This is not a simple ritual. It seems not to be to obtain anything from flesh and blood, but to stimulate the fear, disgust, fanaticism, pain and other emotions in the heart.

And he saw through his eyes on his eyebrows that the people on the yacht were surrounded by a trace of light.

And flowing down to the bottom of the lake.

These lights did not emerge from themselves, but some kind of excitement produced by the ritual field and their mood and strong emotional interactions.

At the same time, he also noticed that the light produced by the people on his ship was particularly high. The stronger the person or the higher the identity, the more the light it inspired would be.

Even outside of him, there was such a fire. Even if his emotions didn't have much ups and downs, it might be because he was the person with the highest status present, and the light was the brightest.

His eyes were calm and he asked Ash, "Mr. Ash, do rituals like this often occur?"

He lost all his strength in an instant and fell one after another.

As for the monsters in the lake, they also floated up from under the water one by one, lying motionless on the water surface.

The team members were no longer surprised by such a situation. However, the passengers on the yacht next to them didn't know what had happened just now. They were just frightened and started the ships and left here one after another.

Ashe looked at Chen Chuan, and Gui Zihan, who had been leaning on the sword, had not spoken yet. He was very sensible and didn't ask anything.

He looked at the floating blood and remaining blocks on the lake, then looked at the ruins of the old church in the distance, drew a spiral cross in his chest, and said a few times in his mouth.

Chen Chuan glanced at it, withdrew his gaze and said, "Mr. Ash, today's journey is over here, let's go back."

"Yes, Mr. Chen." Ash took off his hat and bowed. This time, the gift seemed to be a little more sincere than before.

Chen Chuan thought about it and found that he had a conflict with the primitive sect. This time the other party came to him, it was hard to say whether it was because of the last incident.

Whether he was intentional or unintentional, since the other party took the lead, of course he would not be unable to sit still. He had to try to fight back. When he went back, he could ask the secret department to check the specific situation of the sect in the capital, and then decide what to do.

At around twelve o'clock in the evening, he returned to the Red Rock Station.

After returning, he asked the sender to send a message to the secret department, and then went back to his room. This time he entered the door. Seeing Chaoming looking up from the arranged nest, he screamed at him.

He was slightly surprised and then smiled.

Chaoming has been half asleep and half awake since he ate khaki last time. Now he has finally woken up completely, his body size is a circle bigger than before, his head and tail length is at least two meters, and his hair is gorgeous and shiny.

He walked up and touched Chaoming's soft feathers. There was no Chaoming's help these days. Although he could do some things himself, he always felt that something was missing. Now that he woke up, he felt a little more joy.

He saw that the boundary above Chaoming's head seemed tense, and it seemed that it was because Chaoming grew too fast, so it seemed smaller. After thinking about it, he took it down and prepared to ask the technicians here to modify it first, or customize it again.

After all, although they can communicate with each other's spirit, some shooting and identification functions are still needed.

After checking Chaoming, he saw that there was no problem, so he prepared a portion of water for him and walked to the practice room.

In the next few days, he did not go out, but practiced at the resident.

At the same time, Feishenliu Taoist temple attacked everywhere and competed with other fighting halls everywhere.

After retreating from the Migas Fighting Hall, the infantry Fighting Hall was mainly their opponent.

This is a fighting hall formed by a group of retired veterans. They promote highly practical military fighting techniques and have strong connections and are very influential in the federal army. A large number of retired local soldiers also poured into this hall in order to make a living, making it not only possess the nature of a fighting hall, but also has the shadow of a mercenary group.

Most people in the museum have experienced the baptism of the battlefield, including many skilled experts and extremely strong combat power. But even so, facing the Feisinliu Taoist temple with a sharp increase in combat power, they lost more than they won, which made the reputation of the Feisinliu fighting hall be regained a game.

But just one day later, batches of people began to gather in front of the door of the Feishen Dojo, demanding that Dashun return the dojo to the federal government. This incident quickly attracted the attention of many media and was published in newspapers and magazines, and it seemed that there was a tendency to become increasingly fierce.

The federal government did not respond to this, because things have not been very serious so far.
Chapter completed!