"Hmph! You don't care so much that we can still laugh!" Song Shuang said with an unhappy look and pouted.

"By the way, Shuang'er, Gao Yuanyuan, Ling'er, Rong'er's parents, I know why you never mentioned your parents to me?" Li Xiaogang suddenly asked Song Shuang curiously.

"My parents are very ordinary, what's there to mention?" Song Shuang's face suddenly changed, and a deep feeling of sadness flowed out of his eyes, which made Li Xiaogang's heart hurt.

"On average? No way? Shuang'er, you have known me for so long, you should know that unless I am willing, no one will think of cheating me! You must have something hidden and don't want to tell me, right?" Li Xiaogang's eyes were as bright as lightning, as if they could see through Song Shuang's heart, which made Song Shuang's mind shake.

"Husband, you know I don't want to mention it, so please don't ask again, okay?" Song Shuang's eyes suddenly filled with tears, which made Li Xiaogang realize that things were not simple!

Li Xiaogang's expression became solemn, and he turned Song Shuang's body over, facing himself, and slowly said: "Shuang'er, if it were someone else, if he said this, I will never force him again. But you are different. You are not someone else, you are my beloved woman. As a man, it is the minimum responsibility to not let your beloved woman be sad. Obviously, if your parents' affairs make you sad, then I must not stand by and let you be sad alone! I must help you solve this matter, and I must make you never feel sad again. This is my responsibility, so you must tell your parents everything!"

Song Shuang looked at Li Xiaogang with a serious face, and tears rolled down like beads with broken threads. She had been enduring all this for too long and wanted to find someone to share it. Now that she heard Li Xiaogang's serious but moving words, Song Shuang finally couldn't help it, and she whined and threw herself into Li Xiaogang's arms, burst into tears.

While Li Xiaogang gently patted Song Shuang's back, she cried so hard that she completely released the emotions that had been held in her heart for a long time. At the same time, she felt very guilty in her heart. It turned out that Song Shuang was actually hiding such a sad thing in her heart. The man who kept saying that he loved her was not aware of it at all. If it hadn't been to ask about it by chance today, she wouldn't know how long she would be sad for Song Shuang to continue carrying this secret.

After a long time, Song Shuang's emotions slowly stabilized. She wiped her tears, leaned on Li Xiaogang's arms, and began to slowly talk about her life experience.

When Li Xiao heard this, he just realized that Song Shuang’s life experience is really not simple.

Song Shuang is not a Han ethnic group, but comes from a minority with very few people. According to Song Shuang, this ethnic group is called the "Exiled Immortal Clan". However, Li Xiaogang can be sure that among the 56 ethnic groups in China, there is absolutely no ethnic group called the "Exiled Immortal Clan".

When Li Xiaogang asked, Song Shuang also confirmed that their ethnic group did not belong to any of the 56 ethnic minorities officially announced. Moreover, this exiled immortal clan is very well-known. Legend has it that their ancestors were originally gods in heaven, but later they were demoted to the human world because they violated the rules of heaven. The ethnic group that reproduced later was called the "exiled immortal clan". The exiled immortal clan lives in an extremely remote mountain, forming a self-sufficient, and rarely communicates with the outside world.

Among the fifty-five ethnic minorities, there are not many ethnic groups like the exiled immortals, and there is nothing strange about it. However, later, Li Xiao just discovered that the exiled immortals are not an ordinary evil family.

"What did you say? Every ten years the exiled immortal clan will kill a beautiful woman in the clan and take her blood and water the holy objects of your exiled immortal clan?" Li Xiaogang suddenly exclaimed and asked.

Song Shuang said with a sad and helpless look on his face: "Yes! Legend has it that the holy object is left by our god-in-law ancestor who was demoted to the mortal world. Only when the blood of beautiful young girls is watered once every ten years can our ancestors have the chance to re-elect the immortal class. Otherwise, everyone in our exiled immortal clan will have to bear the most terrible curse in this world and suffer a catastrophe! "Is there such a thing? Shuang'er, you who have also received higher education, shouldn't believe this? Li Xiaogang asked Song Shuang with some amusement.

Song Shuang said: "I have received higher education and believe in science! But there are really many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. Take you as an example, you are a monster that cannot be explained by science, right?" Song Shuang's words made Li Xiaogang speechless. Yes, why can he exist as a god, but not as immortals? Song Shuang continued: "And, I can't believe this legend! I remember once when I was five years old.

On the day of the sacrifice, the clan leader was negligent and forgot to prepare the offerings and failed to worship the holy objects on time. The next day, disaster arose. All the livestock in the clan died overnight, and strange blood palm prints were printed on the gates of every household. No matter how hard they were wiped, they could not be wiped off. Everyone was so scared that they quickly selected a beautiful woman from the clan and used her blood to worship the holy objects. Then the next day, the blood palm prints printed on the gates of every household automatically disappeared.

Li Xiaogang frowned and said in a deep voice: "No matter how I hear these, why do I feel that someone is making a mystery! Song Shuang said bitterly: "Even if there is such a person, then the power of this person must be powerful and terrifying."

Li Xiaogang nodded and asked, "What does that holy object in your clan look like? Have you seen it? Song Shuang nodded and said, "Of course I have seen it! But that holy object will always emit a purple light, and the purple light covers it, making it difficult to see its shape clearly.

"Will a purple light appear?" Li Xiaogang's heart suddenly jumped and murmured to himself: "It's not a fragment of the soul, right?" Husband, what did you say?" Song Shuang asked without hearing it clearly.

Li Xiaogang quickly shook his head and said, "No, I didn't say anything. Shuang'er, is there any other characteristics of this holy object besides the purple light? Song Shuang shook his head and said, "This holy object is only taken out at the ten-year festival, so I have only seen it twice. Li Xiaogang nodded and asked, "Then why did you leave alone and come to this vast city?"

Song Shuang smiled bitterly and said, "I said I have only seen holy objects twice, once when I was five years old, and the other time when I was fifteen. When I first saw holy objects, I was just a little girl who knew nothing, but on the second time, my identity was a sacrifice!" As she said, a layer of deep fear suddenly appeared between Song Shuang's eyebrows, obviously recalling what had happened at that time.

Li Xiaogang was even more shocked. He never dreamed that Song Shuang had such a terrible past.

Song Shuang's voice echoed gently in the room, "I still remember that in front of the altar, there were holy objects from the clan, and a sharp sharp knife. The sharp knife kept flashing with a sensational cold light, making my eyes hurt. I was scared, I cried, I shouted, I struggled, I don't want to die like this." Song Shuang became more and more afraid as he spoke. He leaned against Li Xiaogang's arms and kept trembling. Li Xiaogang quickly stretched out his arms and hugged her tighter.

When Song Shuang's mood stabilized a little, he continued to tell: "Just when I thought I was about to die, the earth suddenly shook, but it turned out to be an earthquake. The earthquake was fierce. The people of the tribe thought that the ancestors were furious, and fled everywhere in fear. At this moment, the altar was shaken and the rope that tied me was loosened. I didn't know where I got my strength at that time. When I stood up, I used all my strength to run out of the mountain. I ran and ran, and didn't dare to stay for a moment until I was so tired that I lost consciousness and fainted. When I opened my eyes again, the former director Fang Wei stood in front of me. He was a good man. Seeing that I was lonely, he took me to the city, let me go to school, and let me take the police academy, so that I am now.

Song Shuang finished telling his story in one breath. Li Xiaogang was stunned and murmured: "Shuang'er, you are so lucky. At the last moment, even God will help you!" Song Shuang nodded and said quietly: "So, from that moment on, I learned to face the people and things around me with a grateful heart. Now, I am even more grateful to the heaven. Not only did I give me a new chance to live, but I also let me meet you.

Li Xiaogang gently stroked Song Shuang's silky show and said with a smile: "In the past, I never believed that there was anything God. Now, for the sake of his saving your life, I believe in him! Haha"

Song Shuang then laughed a few times and said, "All this has been buried in my heart. I'm stupid and don't plan to tell anyone, but now you've dug it out.

"Shuang'er, have you never been back for so many years?" Li Xiaogang asked.

Song Shuang shook his head and said helplessly: "When I have such a thing, how dare I go back? If I am tied to the altar again, would it be possible that the old heaven would be shocked once?"

Li Xiaogang snorted coldly and shouted, "Even if your ancestor is really a god who has been demoted to the mortal world, he can't even touch you again! Song Shuang's face was full of excitement, and she smiled at Li Xiaogang, "I know you are amazing, okay? But then again, I escaped desperately back then, and I don't know if my parents would be implicated by me. If the tribe members made things difficult for them because of me, then wouldn't I, a daughter, be very unfilial?"

Li Xiaogang's face turned aside and said in a deep voice: "Don't mention your parents anymore! Where are there so cruel parents in the world? He actually watched his daughter be taken to worship with blood. What holy objects? Song Shuang shook his head and said: "You are not from the exiled immortal clan, so you can't understand the thoughts of our tribe. Although my parents can't bear to leave me, they can't do this. Why can't women from other families sacrifice their lives, but women from the clan leader's family sacrifice their lives? "What? Your father is still the clan leader of the exiled immortal clan?" Li Xiaogang asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!