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Zhao Yutang stared at the person in front of him for a while, and kept a little distance from him for the sake of caution.

She looked around, convinced that this place should be some kind of illusion, but she didn't know how she got here, was it because of the incense burning in the temple or something?
"How am I going to get back?"

Zhao Yutang asked, there was a wound on her body that was accidentally scratched when she was running away, but the bleeding had stopped. This place is full of weirdness, and it is obviously not as safe as the temple.

Qin Wu slowly straightened his sleeves, his brows and eyes drooped softly, and he seemed to have a good temper, "Don't worry, I'll go back when the time comes."

He asked gently, "Whose child are you from the Qin family?"

Zhao Yutang was very unaccustomed to his good-tempered appearance, and kept vigilant all the time, and reported the name of the current Emperor Daqin.

"Well."

Qin Wu thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know."

He said his name and asked Zhao Yutang how long this person had been dead. Zhao Yutang was a little surprised because he was talking about the last emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, and he was also the great-grandfather of the current Great Qin Emperor.

"About 200 years."

Has it been more than 200 years?

Qin Wu's long eyelashes drooped, and he smiled helplessly, no wonder the children nowadays are so good at messing around, I'm afraid they don't think much of him anymore.

Zhao Yutang asked again, "Are you Shi Shen?"

She just wiped her face with her sleeve, and some of the white powder on her face was wiped off, revealing her fair and soft skin. Because of her young age, her eyes were clear, but faintly calm.

He is a clever and undisgusting child.

Qin Wu seldom talked to people, and he hadn't heard human voices in the past two hundred years, so he was happy to chat with her now.

"it's me."

If what she was talking about was the clan god that had existed since the establishment of Daqin.

Zhao Yutang raised his face and stared straight at him, "Then do you know that I am your sacrifice?"

Qin Wu nodded again, "I see."

He was referring to Zhao Yutang's attire. To be honest, most of the human sacrifices sent in the past were sinful people. He accepted them all as snacks, but young and innocent children were not wanted. At that time, sacrifices were held. The people in the village just went through a ceremony, and when they saw that the sacrifice was still alive, they thought it was the gods who looked down on him.

Zhao Yutang saw that he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, so he asked, "Then can you let them let me go?"

Qin Wu looked at her with some doubts, "Let you go? You are already my sacrificial offering."

He raised his hand, his wrists were entwined with blood threads like living creatures, and his voice was as gentle as ever, "After seven days, you will be a part of me."

This is the result that the people of the Qin family want, send this child who is related to the Qin family, and forcibly establish a connection between them, in a vain attempt to tie him up with this blood thread, in a vain attempt to make him a human puppet .

If it is the new god created by them, this method will indeed work. The new god is not strong in the first place, but he is not.

Qin Wu thought gently, since they took the initiative to send nutrients, even though he didn't want too much, he should still accept it, and eat more to be able to go out and find someone to settle accounts.

Zhao Yutang looked at him saying "a part" without changing his face, a little creepy, she didn't want to be a part of him in this way.

"Can you really let me go?"

The girl raised her face, her soft neck bent into a heart-wrenching arc, her brows and eyes were delicate and graceful, like a slim lotus in summer, she was quite beautiful, and she was very good at handling a weak posture.

Qin Wu frowned in embarrassment, and sighed after thinking for a while.

"You have been marked, and you will no longer exist after seven days of blood collection. Can you escape the blood collection?"

He is very clear that in order to ensure that no mistakes will be made, the people of the Qin family will firmly control every link, and this girl cannot escape.

So the key is to take blood every day for seven days. Although Zhao Yutang doesn't know what the blood does, she obviously has to find a way to avoid it.

"The incense is gone."

When she raised her head again, the scene in front of her eyes became blurred and hazy, Qin Wu's figure gradually disappeared, and when Zhao Yutang regained consciousness, she was already in the dark and silent temple.

The wounds on his body were gone, it seemed that it was indeed an illusion just now.

Zhao Yutang walked up to the shrine and came to the statue. The statue was sitting quietly with its head slightly bowed. The eyebrows and eyes were sharp and exquisitely carved. When people looked up at him, they could only see the corners of the god's slightly raised lips, thinking that he was smiling. He is sympathetic to all living beings, but his eyes are flat and indifferent to everything.

Could such a Ujigami be that gentle and talkative?

Zhao Yutang was a little skeptical, feeling something strange.

She walked around the shrine, convinced that the opportunity for her to enter the illusion was because of the burning incense, but she would not enter the illusion as soon as she burned the incense, it seemed that she still had to wait for her blood to take effect.

If she was going to stay here for seven days, she had to find a way to make some preparations.

The first thing to do is to maintain your strength.

Zhao Yutang no longer wronged herself for sleeping on the cold ground. She tried to eat some pastries as casually as she did for the first time to pad her stomach, and at the same time went to the innermost part of the shrine, where many rare objects were placed as offerings. , and even a few bolts of silk and silk and expensive animal skins.

She took it down and spread it on the ground, and made a simple nest for herself, not afraid of being blamed by God Shi, she even ate his pastries, and he didn't say anything.

Qin Wu was indeed not angry. He sat beside the bubbling spring water, gently stroking the twisting blood lines on his wrist, and only smiled slightly at Zhao Yutang's behavior.

The surface of the water floated, but what was reflected was the cold and heartless face of the gods.

The smile on Qin Wu's face faded slightly, and then his entire face became stiff and rigid as if it had been frozen. Soon, as if it had been smashed, his face was covered with cracks, and it shattered with a "crash".

When the mask landed, Qin Wu opened his eyes. Just as Zhao Yutang imagined, his eyes were cold and full of indifference to everything in the world.

The blood thread wrapped around his wrist loosened a little self-awareness, but Qin Wu still grabbed the tail. He twisted the end of the thread and watched Zhao Yutang in the shrine with a blank expression as he ate his offerings and used his offerings.

This was a sacrifice given to him by the Qin family, and it was also a shackle to bind him, but to Qin Wu, she was just an insignificant person, no different from those guilty people who were devoured by him before.

Even if his strength has not fully recovered and he cannot walk out of the shrine yet, it is easy for Qin Wu to deal with her.

Zhao Yutang suddenly felt a chill on her back, and she was facing the face of the god statue. After thinking about it, she took a piece of silk and covered the face of the god statue that looked like it was about to throw a temper tantrum.

Qin Wu, who was indeed about to lose his temper: "..."