Chapter 132 Escape 7

Smell the faint fragrance on her body, and the priest's heart calmed down. The sadness in his eyes gradually receded, gently pushed away her arms and said unnaturally, "Let's go."

The two fell into silence.

After walking for about an hour, the priest stopped, looked at her behind her, and walked into one of the many cabins. Jingyi didn't know what to do, so she had to follow him in.

Unlike the original cabin, a large area here is full of houses, large and small standing in this mountain field, but it is more beautiful and unique than what I saw before. The layout of the room is almost modern and beautifully decorated, but those gorgeous furnishings suddenly show some of the characteristics of indigenous people, such as those Unique horn craft pendants, wind chimes made of shells, blanket patterns with religious colors...

Finally, her eyes fell on the man on the cushion, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a long and dense beard, covering most of her face. She couldn't see whether she was handsome or not, but the sword eyebrows were very heroic, and her round eyes were bright, showing a wise light. The neat short hair roots are erected, giving people a sense of serious oppression.

There is a coffee table in front of him, on which is covered with a cushion embroidered with the pattern of the sun, which is dazzling and beautiful. There are some snacks on the coffee table, which are extremely exquisite. There was a cup of hot tea on his right hand, and the curling hot air rose. Jingyi couldn't help sucking his nose and smelling a very fragrant tea.

"Would you like to drink?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked.

Jingyi nodded obediently. She was indeed hungry.

"Come here." The man hooked his finger at her and motioned her to go over. Jingyi looked at the priest next to her and got his nod acquiescence before she gently moved over and stopped in front of the coffee table.

"That... Can I have this snack? It looks delicious." She said it tremblingly, but she couldn't help swallowing.

"Yes." The man looked at her as if he were watching a play, looking interested.

As soon as Jingyi heard it, she immediately stretched out her hand to get the shortbread on the table. Then after getting it, she didn't forget to glance at the man in front of her. Seeing that she didn't seem to be dissatisfied, she hurriedly stuffed the shortbread into her mouth. The panicked look was in the man's eyes and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. This woman is really not Afraid of him! Doesn't she know her identity? She turned to the priest and asked, "Ziye, does she know the meaning of her trip?"

The sacrificial master bowed his head at night, bowed respectfully to the man and replied, "She will know."

The man raised his eyebrows and seemed to be a little unhappy, but his eyes never left the devoured woman.

Jingyi ate this delicious shortbread while listening to their conversation carefully, but she didn't understand a word! They have always spoken English before, but they don't know which country's language they can speak! That's weird! Suddenly, the man waved to the priest. The priest arched his body and wanted to walk out. Jingyi looked at it and became anxious, "Oh, don't go, wait for me." The shortbread in her mouth had not been completely swallowed, and now she was in a hurry to speak, so she choked. The mouthful of the shortbread was stuck in her throat and could not go up. She was very uncomfortable. She began to cough violently, and her tears were about to come out. She stared at the tea on the table, but she couldn't care about so much. She grabbed it and drank it. As a result, it was hot. The tea was so hot that she had to spit out her tongue like a puppy, constantly fanning her hand, hoping to lower the temperature of her tongue.

When night came, she was held by seven or eight people who came in and put a heavy headdress on her head. The metal texture was extremely complicated. She couldn't raise her head. She was both angry and afraid. She knew that something might happen tonight, but there was nothing she could do. She was worried and walked forward by them. Unlike the man and the priest, these people were not dressed, but wrapped some animal skins or cloth around the key parts, as if enough. At this moment, she didn't think so much about the clothes of primitive people. She followed their appointment and went forward. At every step, her heart sank down.

Finally, they stopped by a burning fire. I don't know when it was full of people, men, women, old and young, all shouting happily, as if they were celebrating something happy. She was taken to a man, the one she had seen before, and the people around her knelt down and worshipped him as if he were a god. Jingyi just stood there in a daze and stubbornly turned her head to one side, but saw the priest next to the man. She just wanted to shout at him, but found that he had been winking at her and looking in the middle according to his meaning. The man's face sank slightly and frowned. He should be a little annoyed. When the people next to her saw her strangeness, they straightened up slightly and pressed her to the ground. She staddled and knelt on the ground. However, although she was kneeling, she still turned her head arrogantly and didn't look at him. Anyway, she had no way to live. Even if she wanted to die, she had to maintain dignity. This is the remaining backbone and arrogance in her subconscious.

The man looked at her coldly, with a solemn face, and there was no frivolity and heat at noon. At this time, several beautifully dressed women came in their direction. He stared at her kneeling on the ground coldly. The leading woman looked at her contemptuously, withdrew her eyes and saluted the man, but sat next to him, and the rest of the women dispersed to the side.

She nodded gently to the man, smiled, and asked lightly, "Presumably this is the fifth lady. Surely, she is fresh and refined. She is also a foreigner. Marrying the patriarch will inevitably inject fresh blood into the blood of our clan, which is conducive to the development of our family and achieve the great achievements of our clan!"

After saying that, he straightened up and stretched out a pair of slender hands to the kneeling woman. Jingyi looked at this pair of exaggerated hands doubtfully. Finally, he stretched out his hand and put it on her. Yingying got up, but she didn't expect that before she stood firmly, the woman slapped her, which made her eyes look golden. The head is buzzing. I took a few breaths with my eyes closed before I came over.

He stared at the woman angrily and asked, "Why did you hit me?"

"This is the clan rule." The woman still smiled faintly, but a dark face never saw a gentle feeling, but gave people a deep horror.

Jingyi transferred the anger to the man, and his questioning eyes seemed to be asking him for proof, but he met her unwarmly without explanation. Jingyi sneered and stopped talking. If you fall into prison, you can only let others kill you.

At this time, a fat old woman dressed in vulgarity came up, like an old witch in ancient times. There was a big mole hanging on the corners of her mouth, holding a bowl of water, and came over with a smile. Several people next to her immediately understood and grabbed her tightly. The fat old woman grabbed her little hand and used a sharp The knife scratched her finger, and the blood immediately fell down and dissolved into the clear water that night. Then the fat woman respectfully brought the bowl of water to him, and then respectfully handed over the knife carved with a flower pattern. The man also gently cut his finger and let the blood drip down. The water mixed with the blood of two people was divided into two and put into two small wine glasses. One of them was drunk by a man, and the other was picked up by a fat woman and came towards her. She vigorously pinched her mouth and poured the glass of blood into her mouth. Jingyi was held tightly and could not resist, so she was afraid. She opened her eyes and tried her best not to let the blood swallow. How could she swallow such a disgusting thing, but she was controlled, and her resistance seemed somewhat weak. In the end, most of the blood still entered her throat into her stomach. At this moment, there was a warm applause. I don't know who led the head. , began to sing, but Jingyi completely ignored these high spirits and crawled on the ground and vomited wildly, but no matter how she vomited, there was no way to remove the blood in her mouth.

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