Chapter 28
The scene fell into a carnival again. Liu Ze felt a little annoyed and wanted to leave for a less crowded place. Only then did he realize that he couldn't get out of the seat.
I don't know what kind of metal the seat is made of, but it's black and has traces of handcrafting, with many beautiful patterns on it for decoration. It's these decorations that take up the space between the frames, so if you want to get out, you can only open it from the outside.
Liu Ze looked up and was about to ask the man with facial paralysis to help him open the door. When he looked up and saw the situation behind the man with facial paralysis, his eyes widened.
Facing the back is a small fountain, or more accurately a pool, with a circular platform on top, so it looks like a fountain.
At some point, a very long gate appeared on the platform, and five people in white clothes knelt on the ground, their heads neatly resting on the gate.
In the dilated pupils of Liu Ze's wide-open eyes, the snow-white blade gleamed coldly as it fell down, just like cutting grass.
The five heads rolled from the platform into the pool below like balls, and the headless bodies were piled aside, allowing the blood to continue flowing into the pool.
The people who were singing, dancing and laughing just now were now like crazy, reaching their hands into the pool, scooping up the red water, splashing it on their bodies and pouring it into their mouths.
Liu Ze's mind went blank for a moment, not understanding why this happened. : "Bai Yi, beheading?"
He turned his head sharply to look at where Anan was standing. The platform there had been dyed red, and he didn't know how many heads had been chopped off. Little Anan was climbing up the platform step by step.
"No!" Liu Ze stood up and grabbed the railing, "Don't go up." But he shouted loudly and tried hard to stop it, but his voice could not be heard among tens of thousands of crazy people.
"Facial paralysis! Facial paralysis! Go and save Anan." He stretched out his hand to grab the facial paralysis outside the frame, and pointed with his other hand at Anan who had already walked up the stairs.
At this moment, Anan happened to look over here and met Yanagize's gaze. Anan smiled again, just like before. Foolishly and innocently, with a twinkle in his eyes.
Then Liu Ze watched him kneel down and put his head under the switch.
“No!”
The gate knife fell as Liu Ze screamed, and bright red blood spurted out. Anan's head rolled and was disconnected from his body. During the rolling, another head collided and fell into the pool. It was no longer possible to tell which one was his. Even death was crowded.
"Ah! Ah! Why? What are you doing?" Liu Ze's head was confused, his eyes wide open and bloodshot, tears began to flow out one by one. Such a cute little Anan, who had always been by his side, helping him with meals, bringing him fruits, and washing his clothes, a little Anan who was always smiling happily. Why was he beheaded?
Yanagisawa didn't understand what was happening, why so many people were being sent to the guillotine. There were so many people dancing, playing music, and reveling wildly. It was like the world had gone mad and was twisted.
He pulled Yan Shiliu out of the car and asked with tears in his eyes, "Why? Why are you killing people? Why did you kill Anan?"
Yan Shiliu was at a loss under his cloak. He didn't understand why Xingxing was crying. What could he do to stop her from crying? He answered the question in a hoarse voice, hoping that Xingxing would stop crying: "Why? That's not killing people. That's a gift to God. Thank God for letting you come here. Anan is the chosen sacrifice."
The hoarse language sounded like the voice coming from hell, and every sentence and every word was difficult to understand.
"What gift from God? Why thank me for coming here?" The front was twisted like hell. Liu Ze looked at the water in the pool, which began to turn red from all directions to the middle, like a prey tied up by spider silk, his hands and feet became colder and heavier.
The water in the pool changed from pure to light red, from light red to bright red, and then from red to black. Countless heads floated over from all directions, floating up and down in the black water.
The smell of blood in the square became stronger and stronger. Liu Ze didn't know how many people's heads were chopped off during this sacrifice.
Except for the person wearing a white cloak on the ruler, everything turned red. His clothes were blood, the blood was spilled, the flying heads were spurting blood, and some people were pouring blood into their mouths.
It was a hellish scene, but everyone was laughing and he was the only one crying.
Liu Ze clutched at Yan Shiliu's cloak tightly. His blurred vision made it impossible to see anything clearly. What was he trying to grasp? He had nothing himself, yet he still lost something.
It was his fault. He hadn't understood this era at all, and he had never taken it to heart. He had simply run away from his master, wanting to find a place to stay, and when he figured it out, he would return to his master.
He has never taken this place seriously before, and he still does not care now, which is why this sacrifice took place.
He is not a god, he is just a simple bad guy, the bad guy who caused everything. His inaction and indifference made these lives become sacrifices, which was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
By the way, Yan Shiliu couldn’t escape either. It was he who brought him into this world.
This era trapped him with the blood of countless people, pulling him into this twisted, strange world.
Countless heads were floating in the pool, some were laughing, some were crying, like chains pulling him into hell, smelling of rust and causing him pain that penetrated his bones.
Liu Ze cried until he had no tears left. The massacre was not over yet, and Yan Shiliu knelt within his reach.
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Wen Ci Qiu tidied up the shop and moved out the green plants prepared by Rong Zhou and various finished potted plants from the yard in another space (these were all in the game, and it was not difficult for Rong Zhou to make them using energy, only a small amount of energy was needed to create the shape).
Put it in a position that Wen Ci Qiu is satisfied with, because Rong Zhou doesn't care at all and doesn't make any suggestions, letting Butler Wen make the decision himself.
This puts AI in a very difficult position. Just this one task puts the universal housekeeper into a work bottleneck, and it is not completed until dark.
By this time his master had fallen asleep, and his next task should be to go and see the grand ceremony of the city.
Walking on the street, it was empty everywhere and there was no sign of anyone coming back.
Until the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, people were shouting loudly, and pools of blood began to form under their feet.
All that came into view were bloody people bidding on items being auctioned.
What I bought was a woman wearing red gauze, almost naked, on the table.
Baskets of gold and silver were exchanged for women one after another, and everyone was partying.
Wen Ci Qiu stood on a high branch, not wanting to get stained by any dirt.
From his high vantage point, he could clearly see everything on the platform in the center of the blood pool.
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