Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Looking at the burning corpse in front of him, Gu Jingzhao and Na Aning looked at each other.

Under the burning of the flame, there was a shrill cry from the snake egg.

The cry was not human, but also like a crying baby.

Gu Jingzhao swallowed his saliva, but a flash of fear flashed in his heart.

Aning also frowned slightly, clenched the dagger in his hand, and stood in front of Gu Jingzhao.

The two stared at the venomous flames that burned all the big snakes and snake eggs in the cave.

Wait for everything inside to turn into black gray smoke.Jing Zhao and Aning cleaned up the bodies of people who had been eaten by snakes one by one.

And set up a grave.

At this moment, small graves were erected one by one in front of them.

Only a gust of cool wind blows.

Jing Zhao paid homage to the tomb, "My ancestors, I, Gu Jingzhao, thank you for your blessings, and I was able to escape from birth. I will erect a monument for you as a tomb. I hope you will ascend to bliss early and have a good pregnancy in your next life."

The sky was dim, Jing Zhao looked at the dark cave that had been burned by the fire, and then at the new graves in front of him, feeling a little sighed in his heart.

"Tell me, why do people want to live forever?"

He looked at Aning, and Aning folded his hands, his eyes were a little far away, he didn't know what he was looking at, and he didn't reply to him.

Everyone wants to be Peng Zu, but no one can really become Peng Zu. Qin Shihuang begged for a lifetime of longevity, and finally died at the age of 49.

It is still such a fate to be one emperor through the ages, let alone other people?

Jing Zhao couldn't help feeling sad in his heart.

When Jing Zhao sighed, Aning suddenly said:
"Gu Jingzhao, someone wants your life."

Jing Zhao laughed at himself, isn't that obvious?He already knew that the priest wanted his life. If he hadn't been killed and escaped from the snake tide, he would have been a corpse by now!
"Unfortunately, they can't get it." Jing Zhao shrugged.

Aning shook his head, his eyes fell on the charred hole.

"What happened in the past was not enough for them to kill you, but what happened today, you have to die."

Jing Zhao followed Ah Ning's gaze.

Startled.

He immediately thought: "You mean the immortal?"

Aning lowered his eyes slightly and stopped talking, but he completely acquiesced to what he said.

Jing Zhao looked around the surrounding mountains and cliffs, it was obviously very hidden here!It is likely to be the place where the priest practiced the longevity technique secretly, but...now it was smashed by the two of them!
Moreover, it is very possible that the person who wants to practice longevity is not a priest, but a witch ancestor!

He no longer wants to be the messenger of the gods, but really wants to become a god!

Thinking of this, Jing Zhao felt a chill run down his spine.

He slowly turned his eyes to look at Aning: "It should be that both of us are on the priest's death list."

Aning lowered his eyes and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two of them rested overnight and recovered some strength, and the snake venom on their bodies was cleared up in sevens and eighties.

On the way back, I saw the slime left by the snake tide and countless broken dead snakes.

Jing Zhao felt his scalp go numb.

He couldn't help but think back to the fierce battle that night, and his stomach regurgitated acid water.

He said to Aning: "I don't want to see snakes again in my life! No, it's all soft vertebrates. I don't want to see them again!"

Aning glanced at him, and there was something funny in his eyes.

Jing Zhao winked at Aning: "When we get back to Shang Shi Ji, I'll cook you something delicious, and we two will make up for it."

The other side is in the stockade.

Screams, screams, endless.

The howling sound surrounds the valley.

The priest sneered in a low voice, and he looked at the child in front of him mockingly.The blade pierced into the chest, tearing out the intestines.

At this moment, rivers of blood flowed in the entire village, and the flames shot up into the sky. The priest had a ferocious smile on his face.

The snake stick in his hand pierced the chest of the old woman, and the old woman cried.The strong men were in the shadows behind the priest.

Torn apart one by one.

At this moment, there was a cold glint in the priest's eyes.

"Wash this village with blood, and don't leave a single one alive."

"Chop off the heads of these people and hang them at the gate of the village."

"Gu Jingzhao, since you want to fight against me, I will let you know the price of being against me!"

"By violating the will of the gods, the only consequence is death!"

The sound of flames, the sound of burning wood, and the sound of screams all joined together.

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When Jing Zhao and the others reached the entrance of the village, Aning suddenly stopped.

He grabbed Gu Jingzhao.

"I smell blood."

Jing Zhao gave him a strange look, he didn't know why Aning would say that.

But the next moment...

He followed Aning's gaze.

On the old locust tree at the entrance of the stockade, there are densely covered, all of which are human heads!
Jing Zhao's eyes went dark, and his physical discomfort and inner anger instantly burned all over his body. He almost couldn't stop, and fell backwards.

Aning hugged him.

Jing Zhao staggered towards the tree step by step.

Uncle An, Uncle An, Aunt Jiu, Aunt A...

Familiar faces.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at him unwillingly and fearfully.

Gu Jingzhao's face was pale and lost all color.

He saw a very familiar face among the heads - An Nanhuai!

"Nanhuai!!!"

Jing Zhao wanted to call his name, only to realize that he lost his voice and couldn't say a word.

"Ahem." The hair in his throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ah Ning held onto Gu Jingzhao's hand tightly, and he stared into the distance with an indistinguishable expression in his eyes.

"Kill the priest, I will kill the priest!!"

Jing Zhao was almost insane, his eyes were bloodshot.He built this village with great difficulty. These people were rescued by him with great difficulty. The people he tried his best to protect are now beheaded and hung on a tree.

It is they who deceive others too much!
Jing Zhao held Aning's hand and almost crushed his bones.

It was difficult for him to calm down, but the aura around him was like Shura crawling out of hell.

"Ah Ning, I will kill the priest, as well as the great witch and the ancestor of the witch. I will use their blood to commemorate all the people who died in Xiaxi."

Aning's face was condensed, and he didn't say a word, but he would definitely stand by Jing Zhao's side.

Whatever Gu Jingzhao wants to do, he will definitely help him complete it.

The two of them walked all the way to the stockade, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the ground was covered with blood.

It was a miserable scene, Jing Zhao seemed to be able to see the scene of being slaughtered when he closed his eyes, he could see Uncle An and the others crying and begging on their knees, but they were still stabbed in the chest by the priest's silver blade.

Gu Jingzhao gritted his teeth hard.

He couldn't hold back his tears, let alone his overwhelming hatred.

The whole village was stained with blood, and no one was alive.

Among the broken walls and ruins, countless corpses and stumps were piled up.

suddenly.

Aning stopped Gu Jingzhao, not letting him go any further.

"Someone," he said.

He made Jing Zhao stop at the same place, and he clenched the dagger tightly and walked forward quickly. He moved extremely fast, and at the same time as he opened a broken wall, the sharp dagger blade was already stabbing at the man.