Chapter 13 Did you really see it? You didn’t lie to me

Author: Ging Le

Chapter 13 Did you really see it? You didn’t lie to me

But when he saw A Ning's clear and clear eyes like water, Jing Zhao was speechless. He thought to himself: Forget it, the child is still growing, how can he do it without eating enough!

After Ah Ning had eaten, he consciously took on the task of washing the dishes. Jing Zhao moved from the threshold to the stone mill and sat down. Ah Ning fetched water and washed the dishes by the well.

Jing Zhao held a straw in his mouth and started thinking again. He still didn't understand what Ah Fu meant by what he said.

Ah Fu said that he was invulnerable to all poisons and would not be bitten by a snake. The fact was that he was indeed bitten by a snake and almost died. And since he had an antidote on his body, why didn't he save himself after being bitten?

Jing Zhao told An Ning the conversation between Ah Fu and himself, and An Ning listened quietly to him.

Aning raised his head, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in his clear eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "Gu Hei, do you know about the sacrifice?"

"You mean..."

Aning made a silent gesture on his lips, indicating that he had ears across the wall.

The two quickly cleaned up the kitchen and got into Aning's room together.

Jing Zhao had almost forgotten that there was such a thing as human sacrifice in this era! The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, and in order to satisfy the will of the gods, sacrifices appeared.

First of all, the cauldron appeared for the purpose of offering sacrifices. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the sacrifices were the most frequent and the largest. The most recorded sacrifice in history used more than 500 people. After the Warring States period, rituals collapsed and such large-scale sacrifices also disappeared.

Gradually fade out of sight.

But...it happens that this is Baiyue!

The land of Baiyue that Qin Shihuang's unification has not yet touched!

Minyue people worship snake culture, and the god they worship is a guy with huge wings on his back and a snake's tail on his lower body.

The plague that appeared twenty years ago was finally eliminated through prayers to the sky and large-scale sacrifices. I am afraid that as soon as this epidemic broke out, someone had already thought of sacrifices.

And this unlucky Ah Fu was treated as a human sacrifice, and was thrown into a den full of poisonous snakes along with other sacrifices such as pigs and sheep...

When he thought of snakes, the cold and slippery touch instantly occupied Jing Zhao's mind. He was a little afraid of snakes and could not imagine the feeling of this kind of creature spitting out snake bites and sliding over his skin. Just thinking about it, his arms were covered with tiny little snakes.

Tremble.

Jing Zhao shook his head, trying to get rid of the snake that appeared in his head.

"If Ah Fu was a sacrifice, why did Shan Dan save him?" Jing Zhao said in a low voice.

"It means that he is useful to them, just like you, you are also useful to them. But..." He paused.

Jing Zhao asked: "But what?"

The sorrow between Aning's brows did not subside at all, and his tone was serious and cold: "If they get the key to your food storage."

Jing Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat covered his back.

He and Ah Fu were both foreigners, so if they wanted to offer sacrifices, they must be killed first! Ah Fu did not die because although Shan Dan was ignorant, he was not completely ignorant. He still believed that medicine was needed to cure diseases.

As for him, compared to his status as a cook, they should value him more for having a small warehouse with a room full of grain.

Jing Zhao suddenly panicked. For the first time, he felt that having so much food was not a good thing.

"What should we do?" he asked blurtly.

Aning raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him lightly: "Sleep."

sleep……

After the young man finished speaking, he fell down to sleep. Within three seconds, the sound of even and steady breathing could be heard around him.

Jing Zhao can’t sleep!

He is not afraid of thieves and thieves, but he is afraid of thieves killing, setting fire to, and robbing.

Aning's words completely plunged classmate Xiao Gu into deep thought, and he forgot about the question he was going to ask about Aning's life experience.

He sat on the bed with his legs curled up, facing An Ning, who was sleeping peacefully, and the moon that had been shining for two thousand years, and sighed throughout the night.

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An Zhiping returned home in despair. Facing the vegetable soup made by his mother, he smelled it and pushed the bowl aside.

"I want to eat oyster pan! Mom, I want to eat oyster pan!"

He pushed away the table and stood up, his rogue behavior making the woman bewildered.

She asked her son in confusion: "Zhiping, what is oyster brand?"

An Zhiping couldn't tell. He was just following them on the road and heard them saying that they were eating oysters. He just smelled the fragrance from a distance. It was indescribably sweet and tempting, and it made the gluttons seduce him.

My stomach is churning.

He hid in the distance and saw those people eating with their faces covered with oil. They stuffed the golden food into their mouths with big mouthfuls. Not to mention how good it tasted. He secretly swallowed a lot of saliva, but the more he swallowed, the more his mouth felt.

It's bland inside.

He wanted to sneak in and steal a bite of food, but it was eaten up by those people in a short time, leaving nothing behind.

An Zhiping returned home in despair, and there were only two bowls of dark, unpalatable wild vegetable soup on the table.

He instantly lost his temper and started a fight with his mother.

An Zhiping howled and cried: "I just want to eat oysters. If you don't cook them for me, I will starve myself to death. You don't care about me anyway."

"What are you doing?!" A stern voice came from the door, and An Feng stood at the door with a gloomy expression.

An Zhiping glanced at the door and was so frightened that he swallowed back his tears. As soon as Gulu got up from the floor, he hid behind his mother.

He is not afraid of anyone but his father!

An Feng said angrily: "It's already a mess outside. You always know how to make trouble at home. You are so careless and have no integrity! Why did I give birth to you?"

He pointed at An Zhiping and cursed angrily.

The woman was afraid that he would get angry and attack An Zhiping, so she hurriedly hid her son behind her back.

"Let's eat first." She asked Anfeng to sit down.

"Where did you go today?" An Feng glanced at An Zhiping who was hiding behind.

He was frightened and replied honestly: "Dad, that Gu Jiazui from Shangshiji took in many people and cooked a lot of food for them. The thing he made was called oyster bake, and it was delicious.

…”

"Shang Shi Ji?" An Feng's expression changed instantly, "An Zhiping, your skin is itchy again! Who taught you to tell lies!"

Who in the world doesn’t know that Shangshiji is a shady store.

Gu Jingzhao is a faker, and the food he makes can never be associated with delicious food.

In years of famine, every household has no food. He is a foreigner who doesn’t even have land. How does he make food? Use tree bark or grass roots?

An Zhiping was wronged, "Dad, I really didn't talk nonsense!" He pointed three fingers in the sky and swore seriously, "If I talk nonsense, I will be eaten by a big insect!"

These words really startled his mother, "Zhi Ping, spit it out quickly, this is something you can say?! Beware of the gods punishing you!"

The woman hurriedly took three more sticks of incense, worshiped the four gods in the yard, poured some vegetable soup out, and then came back. She warned her again: "You must never say such things again!"

An Zhiping stared angrily, showing a stubborn temper and refusing to admit his mistakes.

An Feng thought about it carefully and asked calmly: "Did you really see it? You didn't lie to me?"
Chapter completed!