Game World: Am I a toy of the system?

White dream, or rather, cute!

After a cry of grief, he, who possessed all of Bai Meng's memories, naturally knew where this was.

"Zu!"

It is different from modern languages ​​and also different from the languages ​​of other ethnic groups on this land.

The words from ancient times have traveled through thousands of years of time and space and have come to the modern era.

With sorrow and pain, Meng slowly knelt down towards Qiu Zu's tomb in front of him.

Although everything he knew no longer existed, Qiu Zu's tomb was still there, and it was even more magnificent!

Meng performed the Daqiu worship ceremony, which has long been lost and even has few written records.

Not to mention the figures hidden in the darkness, even the Si people couldn't recognize them.

After the worship, Meng knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, wetting the ground.

"No ten-day fast, no vows, no killing of animals, no sacrifices."

"No one offering, no two offerings!"

"Please forgive my sins!"

Bang! Meng knocked his head heavily to the ground. When he raised his head again, he faced the ancestral tomb with pleading eyes.

"The ceremony is simple, I will use human sacrifice to make up for it, hope for the blessing of the ancestors!"

The newly unearthed Daqiu characters can also be studied to reveal their original meaning.

But the language of Daqiu, let alone in this era, even if we go back a thousand or two thousand years, no one can understand it!

The Si people couldn't understand it, and neither could anyone else.

Only Bai Meng, who has the same memories, understands, but he is Meng, and Meng is also him, so it is impossible for him to translate for others.

Meng slowly got up from the ground and walked to the motorcycle, her face hidden in the darkness, her back facing everyone.

Of course he knew there was someone behind him, and he even guessed who it was. At least the tomb keeper must be there.

Meng opened the secret compartment on the motorcycle, took out a golden dagger, and put a golden mask on his face.

The old and young of the Si tribe did not hide their figures. They came to look for Bai Meng and had no ill intentions. They just wanted to talk to him about recognizing their ancestors.

As for the others, they didn’t think so. Although there were more of them at the scene, they were all hiding in the darkness and dared not show up.

Even if the Si tribe knew who they were, they dared not appear in the light and could only walk in the dark, hiding from others.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the clouds, illuminating the surrounding area, illuminating Meng, and making the figures around him invisible.

Si Fei walked forward and said in a friendly manner, "Are you full?"

"The party at home hasn't ended yet. If you're hungry, go back and eat something."

Meng turned her head and looked at him, without a trace of emotion in her eyes, even though Si Fei was his descendant for who knows how many generations.

"You're talking to me?"

Si Fei was stunned for a moment and didn't understand.

With a darker look in his eyes, Meng repeated in modern language: "Are you talking to me?"

Si Fei frowned and said, "Yes, what did you just say?"

"As a member of the Si tribe, you actually asked me what language I speak?" Meng looked at Si Fei and the people behind him with dissatisfaction.

"I can't even hear Da Qiuyu!"

Rumble!

A muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and also resounded in the hearts of all the Si people.

Big Autumn Language! ?

Bai Meng knows the autumn language?

After being shocked, everyone frowned and looked at each other, and they could see the doubt in each other's eyes.

Is it really Da Qiuyu, who can prove it in this era?

no one!

Daqiu has been destroyed for thousands of years!

Si Fei coughed dryly and said, "Bai..."

Originally he called Bai Meng by her name, but when he thought of the others, he changed his words and said, "It's about to rain. If there's anything, let's go back and talk."

Meng looked indifferent, ignored him, and turned to look at the shadowy figure in the darkness.

He raised his lips, his eyes were full of mystery: "I heard you were looking for me?"

"I want to ask you some questions." In the darkness, a man wearing a theatrical mask walked out.

Meng chuckled, moved her feet, and took a few steps over there.

He stood straight with his chin slightly raised and his eyelids drooping, looking down at the person in the darkness.

"Ask questions?"

Meng took a few more steps forward, slowly approaching the darkness, with contempt in his eyes, and said: "You don't even have the qualifications to kneel down to me!"

His tone was natural and calm, without any sarcasm, he was just stating a fact.

And this is what hurts the most!

There was silence in the darkness for a moment, and then another person walked out. His chest was filled with anger, and he looked at the Si clan and said in a deep voice: "There have been dozens of clans since ancient times, how many are left now?"

"We respect you and honor you because of your ancestors!"

"You can't really think of yourselves as superior Celestial Dragons just because we respect you!"

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Don't you understand?"

Si Fei was angry, and he was a person who couldn't keep his cool, so he wanted to step forward and argue.

"hehe."

A light laugh was heard, causing Si Fei to stop.

Meng took a few steps forward again, and he was getting closer and closer to those shadowy figures.

"Bullying a child in front of an adult?"

Meng narrowed his eyes and the golden dagger in his hand slowly swung beside his legs.

Even though he disliked these descendants and had no feelings for them, there were Jun's descendants among these Si people after all.

Jun is the only child of Meng and Yanhuan!

Raising the golden sword and pointing it at the crowd in the darkness, Meng said coldly: "I'm just dead, but... I'm still here!"

After a pause, Meng's eyelids sank slightly, and a cold look appeared at the corners of his mouth: "I know what you want to ask."

"Yes, I was indeed dead when I was born."

"At the farewell ceremony held by the high priest, I came back to life!"

As Meng said these words, there was great silence all around.

The stone slab unearthed from the urn room clearly records Meng's identity and his resurrection from the dead.

This is the truth behind the blessing of our ancestors!

In the past, everyone just hated human sacrifices and didn’t care much about the ancestors’ blessings. But since these news spread, the situation has become completely different!

That's coming back from the dead!

The blessing of the ancestor of mankind can bring the dead back to life!

What is the most important thing for people with money and power?

It's life!

Why did many ancient emperors pursue immortality?

Don’t they know it’s all a lie?

know!

But in order to live longer and rule the world longer, it's just a chance!

What if I really live forever?

And now a real case appears before our eyes, no one can hold back!

The urn room was built by the order of King Da Qiu Meng.

Both Meng's stone tablet and Dijie's stone tablet record the story of Meng's death and resurrection.

Moreover, the records on Dijie's stone tablet are more detailed, as he was an eyewitness!

Di Jie saw with his own eyes that his younger brother who had been dead for a long time came back to life!

This is the strongest evidence!

This is a famous emperor in history. No matter what his reputation is, his words are still convincing!

During this period, the secret agents' targets were not just the Liu family.

They united together, and all people and things related to human sacrifice and ancestral blessings were paid attention to and targeted!

There were whispers in the darkness.

Then one of them came out and said, "Let's talk openly. As long as you tell us the connection between human sacrifice and the blessing of the ancestors, we will stop targeting the Liu family. How about that?"

"The connection between human sacrifice and the blessing of the ancestors?"

Meng chuckled: "I remember that this was not written on the slate. How did you connect the dots?"

After a breath was held, someone spoke up: "No contact?"

Meng took a few more steps forward, getting closer and closer to the group of figures in the dark.

"of course not."

"You don't think you can gain the blessing of the ancestors by offering human sacrifices, do you?"

Meng looked at them sarcastically and laughed: "Haha, how can it be so simple."

"If you want to obtain the blessing of the ancestor of mankind, at least..."

He shut his mouth and didn't continue talking, just looked at everyone with a haughty look on his face.

"At least what?" Someone in the darkness couldn't hold back his temper, and strode forward with the bodyguards beside him.

Because of this man's actions, a hint of chaos appeared in the darkness, and he was not the only one who lost his patience!

Si Fei's face darkened, and he shouted, "You turned a deaf ear to my words, right?"

But the person in the darkness ignored his words and still stared at Bai Meng eagerly, with desire and greed for life in his eyes.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky again, illuminating the dark night, and also revealing the ugliness in the darkness to the world!

Meng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, the golden mask on his face flashed in the light of lightning, and the golden dagger cut through the bodies of several bodyguards.

The enchanting blood-red flowers splashed.

Bai Meng looked down at the old man in front of him, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Times have changed. If it were in Daqiu, I could have wiped out your entire family with just one word!"

The old man, who was dominated by greed just now, only remembered the fighting power of the Rainy Night Butcher at this moment, but it was too late.

Meng waved the golden sword in his hand, and a bloodstain appeared on the ground.