Chapter 312 Sacrifice
The foreign man could not figure out why this happened until he died.
He took one look at the hole in his chest and stopped breathing.
This way of dying is extremely ironic.
Lu Xun walked to the side of the alien corpse, looked at the pool of black blood on the ground, and frowned slightly.
"Black blood clan?" Lu Xun said while looking at the corpse.
"It looks like there will be subsequent troubles." Lu Xun quickly came to a conclusion in his mind.
Because the black blood clan is a relatively special existence among the alien races.
There is a trace of blood connection between their tribesmen, and if something happens to someone nearby, they will be able to sense this connection.
That is to say, with this place as the center, within a certain range, if there are still Black Bloods, they will probably find out that this man died outside Lotus Village, next to the altar!
"It looks like we have to stay in this village for a while." Lu Xun said.
If any alien race nearby comes here to investigate, he will be able to sense it immediately and take action to resolve it.
He was afraid that if he just walked away now, there would be hidden dangers later.
As soon as he thought of this, he waved at the paper cranes floating in the air, signaling the three women on the paper cranes to come down.
Then he glanced at the dead man and the unconscious woman.
It just so happened that he didn't know what to do with these two people, so now he could take them back to the village.
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Lotus Village, under the tree outside the house.
The three girls sat not far away, while Lu Xun sat under a tree with a child.
Lu Xun, who was wearing a black robe, took out a date from the back mountain from his storage ring and handed it to the young boy in front of him.
His name is Abao, and he is the couple's child.
The child doesn't know yet that he has lost his father forever.
The villagers already knew about it and simply arranged the man's body, waiting for the woman to wake up.
In the past, no matter which family had a death, the men would go and help play the suona.
Now that he is dead, it seems that no one can play a tune for him.
At this moment, A Bao looked up at Lu Xun, then looked at the dates in Lu Xun's hand, and for a moment he didn't dare to take it.
Lu Xun and his group suddenly arrived at the entrance of the village and immediately attracted the attention of the entire village.
The group directly landed at the entrance of the village on paper cranes and were treated as gods by the villagers.
In fact, just with Lu Xun's looks and temperament, if he walked among the crowd without displaying his cultivation, he would be regarded as a banished immortal.
He is too good-looking to be an ordinary person.
“Eat it.” Lu Xun said when he saw that the little boy in front of him didn’t dare to take the dates.
"Oh...thank you...thank you, God." Before taking the dates, Po wiped his little hands on his clothes.
The village chief said that these adults are all gods!
The first time Abao saw Lu Xun, he believed what the village chief said.
He took a careful bite of the date and felt that he had never eaten such a delicious fruit in his life.
Just smelling it feels different.
"Is this what the gods eat?" he thought to himself.
After taking a small bite, he stopped eating.
"Why don't you eat anymore?" Lu Xun asked.
"I...I want to save it for Mom and Dad." Po answered in a low voice, afraid to upset the gods.
Lu Xun looked at the boy, sighed in his heart, then took out two more dates and said, "Then give one to each member of your family."
"Ah! Thank you, God!" Po immediately became happy.
Because this date is really delicious!
He was able to resist the huge temptation and force himself not to eat it all up.
In the end, he even swallowed the date pit into his stomach.
When Lu Xun discovered this, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
He looked at the handsome village boy in front of him, who looked like he had something to say but didn't dare to, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"God... Lord God, when will my mother wake up?" asked A Bao.
"He will wake up soon." Lu Xun said.
This is the truth.
The woman was simply frightened and extremely sad, and there was actually nothing wrong with her body.
A Bao looked at Lu Xun and muttered to himself, "If my father knew that my mother had fainted, he would cry in panic."
Having said this, he immediately pursed his lips, as if realizing that he had said the wrong thing.
Dad would cry because of Mom, but this cannot be told to anyone else.
My mother often scolded my father, saying that he was unmanly and not like a man.
Although Po doesn't understand what masculinity means, it seems that his father cares a lot.
He let the cat out of the bag once, and his friends laughed at him, saying that his father was a crybaby, who could still cry even at such a grown-up age.
He was angry for a long time.
Lu Xun naturally saw through the child's little thoughts. He smiled gently and said, "Actually... men can cry, too."
"Really?" Po looked up.
After saying this, he immediately pursed his lips again.
Oops, I said the wrong thing again. I actually questioned the gods!
"It's true." Lu Xun said, "Your father is a real man."
Although Po didn't know why the immortal said this suddenly, he was very happy to hear it and smiled foolishly.
He was just a little puzzled. The sun was about to set, so why hadn't his father come home yet?
At this time, Lu Xun looked to the west.
He sensed the presence of an alien race, and a prompt message popped up in front of him.
Moreover, they did not come alone this time, but eighteen people in total, with their levels ranging from the twenties to the thirties, none of which were considered high-level aliens.
To say that they are all black blood clan, Lu Xun doesn’t think so.
I think it must be that a Black Blood nearby happened to sense the death of a tribe member, so he brought the nearby alien tribes over to check it out together.
This is a very reasonable performance.
What's more, there is an altar here. The importance of the altar is self-evident. It is impossible for them not to pay attention to it.
And they seemed to be careful enough, as they came in scattered groups.
On ordinary days, there is not much difference between the aliens and most practitioners. Only after they take action can the obvious difference be seen.
Therefore, no one would be suspicious if they came here like this.
In other words, even if there really were cultivators who had killed aliens and were lurking there, if they passed by like this, the other party would simply regard them as cultivators passing by.
Of course, if there were players on the scene, they wouldn’t think so.
After all, aliens are red-named in the eyes of players.
It’s a pity that they will be disappointed.
Because the one squatting here is Lu Xun, who has even more cheats than the players.
Lu Xun was waiting, waiting for them to get closer.
At this time, he turned his eyes to the thing hanging on Abao's waist and asked, "Can you play the suona?"
A Bao took off the suona hanging from his waist and said, "My father taught me. The suona was made by my father."
"Try blowing it." Lu Xun said.
A Bao lowered his head, put the suona behind him, and said sheepishly: "Dad said I play it badly, and Mom doesn't like to hear me play it either."
This is a great god, and Po doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of him.
Lu Xun reached out and patted his head gently, saying, "So do you like suona?"
"I like it. Dad said it was passed down from our ancestors, but...but it's so tiring to learn." said Abao.
"I like it too, Abao. Suona is a powerful musical instrument. It has its own unique meaning. It is used from birth to death, in weddings and funerals. It almost runs through a person's life." Lu Xun said.
This is his truth.
When he was a child, he also thought that suona was very unsophisticated. It was not until he watched a few more videos online that he realized that his knowledge was too shallow.
People who are good at blowing are truly extraordinary.
Po tilted his head to indicate that he didn't understand .
But it seems very awesome!
At this time, Lu Xun looked towards the outside of the village again and said in his heart, "It's getting closer."
The aliens were not far from the village.
He looked at Abao and said, "Just blow it."
"But... Daddy is right, I really can't play it well." Po was still a little shy.
Lu Xun said: "It doesn't matter. If you want to believe in the gods, believe me, your father likes to hear you play the suona. Your father wants to listen."
Maybe... he can still hear it.
"Well... okay then." said A Bao.
He took out the suona hidden behind him and slowly put it to his mouth.
He really didn't play the instrument well, he stumbled and the tune was not right.
But Lu Xun seemed to be listening quietly, his fingers even circling in the air following the music.
It seems to be spinning to the rhythm of the music.
The suona player in the village died , but at least the sound of suona can be heard again.
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Outside the village, a sword energy like smoke and fog suddenly appeared.
It was also spinning and circling in the air.
It goes wherever Lu Xun points.
It just keeps turning around and around ...
Kill all eighteen of the alien races.
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