"Is there really an unknown killing method in this world that can kill the other party without leaving any traces on human beings' bones."

Soullessness does not believe in any statement about soul attacks. People have no soul before they die, and only consciousness and thoughts.

The formation of those souls and ghosts is when a person dies after death. They will lose consciousness and thoughts. As the temperature of the human body gradually decreases, the popularity and anger in life will form an aura. Usually, after death, consciousness and thoughts will mix together and go to the underworld to report to reincarnation.

Apart from the fact that people who have great resentment or wishes and whose wishes are not fulfilled, they can achieve success. Others can only go to the underworld to report with their own consciousness and thoughts, because they do not have great thoughts or perseverance to combine with the popularity and vitality left behind by people after death.

Everything in the world comes from qi. When the heaven and earth are one, only the chaotic energy exists in the world. The hongmeng energy that first opened in the world created many great gods at that time. Later, the yin and yang energy created people, and yin and yang turned into the five elements, which led to all things in the world.

Therefore, everything is inseparable from the existence of Qi. Why do some people have a strong official career and some people live for a long time? Because they have a long-term practice of a certain Qi, even they themselves may not know this.

People who practice martial arts practice internal energy. Only when internal energy strengthens the body can they have much more strength than people. Literature cultivates literary energy. Of course, ghosts cultivate ghost energy, or yin energy. Only when consciousness and thoughts combine with the popularity and vitality in life can they produce spiritual bodies.

Only when the spirit absorbs its own qi can it strengthen its aura. To put it bluntly, ghosts are just qi masses, but this qi mass is very powerful. Under natural circumstances, ghosts cannot kill people.

Because people have no souls, and there is no saying that ghosts suck spirits. As for those who are scared to death by ghosts, they are just nonsense. At most, they are sucked up a little bit of anger. If they don’t have any worries, how can they be fooled by ghosts?

Therefore, the saying that Wuhun has always disdained the soul to kill people is just something between ghosts and ghosts.

Leng Huo Xueyu followed Wuhun in an endless step, and the flames in his hand swayed.

"Hey, you looked at it for a long time, did you see anything?"

In fact, Leng Huoxueyu was quite panicked. It would be fine if she had one or two corpses. Suddenly, her vision was filled with white bones. Whether it was human bones or animal bones, it had a significant impact on the woman's heart.

Wuhun knocked the last bone with his hand and stood up and said, "I still have no clue. These bones are so clean, as if they had been washed in water."

Wuhun looked at the corridor under his feet, which could be said to be paved with bones, with his eyebrows raised. He really didn't know what they wanted to do. He killed so many civilians unless it was a large sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrific

What the tribe believes in is light. Isn’t such bloody activities a blasphemy against light?

Although Wuhun's tone was very low, a bit like muttering, Leng Huo Xueyu, who was nervous, heard that the sacrifice needed to kill people.

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Wuhun looked at Leng Huo Xueyu for no reason. He knew that if he didn't explain it clearly to her, it would definitely be another entanglement.

Wuhun's tone was a bit ridiculous. If the broken bones on the ground were talking about blood, the atmosphere would be too tense.

"Yeah, why don't you even know? Isn't the eldest lady of the Lenghuo family read a lot of books?"

"Hmph, nonsense, I'm not omnipotent, of course I don't understand anything. Look at your proud expression and you owe it!"

Leng Huo Xueyu was wiped out by the words of the soul. The originally nervous heart was relaxed and the hot nature began to return.

Seeing that his pain was about to be washed away by the hot waves, Wuhun quickly became serious: "You sacrifice is not me. You are talking about the traditional sacrifice of praying for blessings and offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, and I am talking about the sacrifice of living people who use living people as sacrifices. Of course, what you are talking about is not the same as you!"

"Living people sacrifice?" Leng Huo Xueyu first heard about this and felt cold all over. He thought about the bones all over the ground. He might have suffered some kind of torture before his death, and they are now sitting among them talking about their affairs.

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Leng Huo Xueyu suddenly felt that there were thousands of pairs of eyes around her, staring at her for no reason, emitting a resentful light. The resentment in her eyes almost melted her away. Leng Huo Xueyu's forehead unnaturally appeared with multiple layers of fine sweat beads, and her face turned whiter.

Wuhun seemed to have not seen the strangeness of Lenghuo Xueyu, and said angrily: "Yes, the rituals of a group of brainless fanatical believers, the rituals of living people are very ancient. Some ignorant 6 and foreign lands can almost be traced back to ancient times. Of course, with the enlightenment of civilization, this cruel ritual gradually disappeared into the rushing river of history. The ancients believed that everything in the universe was controlled by God. Therefore, people prayed for the blessing of the gods through the activities of sacrifice to the gods. Whenever sacrifice to the gods, people took out valuables as tributes, and in some places even used human lives as tributes to express piety.

"The human sacrifice in some barbaric areas and tribes has been very prosperous since ancient times. Human and animal sacrifices are used to worship ancestors and gods, and people and dogs are used to lay the foundation first, etc. The cruelty of their use of humans is unimaginable to us civilized humans.

"Hmph, these stupid people actually think that killing humans can gain natural power and rights, and this custom often appears in some ancient cultures that are backward and foreign, and are promoted in many cultural fields!"

Leng Huo Xueyu felt uncomfortable about being stared at by Qian Shuang's eyes, and was gradually shattered by the anger of the living sacrifices mentioned by Wuhun.

"These idiots are so careless about human life. Isn't anyone coming out to control it?"

Wuhun said with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, they are idiotic enough, but as ignorant, savage, and foreign rulers, they are even more idiotic. Although their open law does not stipulate anything, they secretly acknowledge such behavior.

"No wonder they believe that the ritual of death of the living worshipped people is a way to please the gods and soothe the soul, and the selection of victims ranges from prisoners to pure virgins and even babies.

"They also ridiculously believe that those chosen by the gods are a kind of luck and blessing, a gift from God, and even some stupid people are happy to push their newborn flesh and blood and their unfamiliar daughter into this fire pit.

"The hosts of sacrifices like this are usually the high priests in the ministry."

Leng Huoxueyu's eyes flashed away, "In this way, the only priest presidency in the tribe is not the creator of these resentment bones. Humph, I knew that the old white hair was not a good guy. He looked kind and kind on the surface, and his eyebrows were so long, but he secretly had a lot of thieves and prostitutes. No wonder I always felt that this person was gloomy!"

Wuhun said: "You, your life experience is still too shallow. The more you are kind, the more you are, the less you are a good person, because charity is their disguise for the world. There is no real great good or evil in the world. Even if you are kind and kind, you have never done anything evil in your life. If you are good and have reached the extreme, then it will eventually become evil. Even if you are full of evil, burning, killing, looting and doing all evil, then it will become good, because history is written by the victor, but one thing is right. Heaven is in the hearts of people. History will eventually restore the truth one day, but this day may be extremely long."

Leng Huo Xueyu stroked the silk in his ears and looked extremely despised at Wuhun's boring feelings. "Just like you, a scumbag in the world, has changed its philosophical words in your mouth."

Leng Huoxueyu's throat deliberately made a coughing sound, "Well, that's not right!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Wuhun was pulled back by Leng Huo Xueyu's cough.

"As you said, sacrifice is an activity that requires audiences, but why do they do it secretly on this ground? It does not meet the meaning of living sacrifices you explained."

After hearing this, Wuhun said, "That's right. Is this the place where the corpses are disposed after the live sacrificial sacrifice? It seems to be a bit different. If it's just an ordinary bone throwing place, it's a wasteland underground pit. There's no need to build a stone-stair iron gate. Wouldn't it be easier to throw the corpses directly from the sky? Is it easier to keep these corpses? Is there any other purpose?" Wuhun stared at the bronze carved small gate not far away with him with cold eyes.

"Hmph, I think we should stop doing any more investigations. We might as well go home and catch the high priest and interrogate it, and then make him out." Leng Huo Xueyu's crisp voice said with a bit of solemnity.

"And that mother-in-law is not a good person. There is a secret passage under her grocery warehouse. How could she not know? Maybe she is one of her accomplices. Humph, I am ashamed that I treat her as a lonely old lady. I have no news with my son and wife before.

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It was another scoundrel, maybe there was her wife and her son in this pile of bones."

"This girl!" Wuhun shook his head, "You can't do things like you said. You must have a serious attitude when doing things. What's the difference between you and those fanatical believers of living sacrifices? I said that the host of sacrifices is usually a high priest in the tribe, and I didn't say that it must be a priest. Do you know what the words generally mean? Who stipulates that this ritual can only be done by priests, and everything must be spoken with evidence and facts."

Leng Huo Xueyu raised his head, "You are saying this, I admit that I was blinded by anger before. Although it is said that seeing is true and hearing is false, sometimes seeing is not necessarily true, and hearing is false. Therefore, everything has its two sides. Some people kill people without evidence, while others do not kill people without evidence. I borrow your words, there is no real great good and evil in the world. I think good and evil are one, good that should be good and evil. I have found a determination to be the person who is the great priest. Even if I don't participate, there will be a sin of inaccuracy."

Wuhun was choked by Leng Huo Xueyu's passage and said nothing, so he could only swing his sleeves toward the bronze embroidered door.

Leng Huo Xueyu walked behind in a good mood.

Wuhun originally thought that it would take another twists and turns to open the door this time. He never thought that the copper door had its own handle. He could see the reality and reality behind the door with just a light push. This surprised him a little.

The door handle was slowly pushed, and the door shaft of the bronze carved door made an old creaking sound. The bronze door was slowly pushed open, and the dust from the nose was covered with a nose of dust, and the pungent wind blew through the tip of the nose. The fishy smell in the nose made Wuhun and Leng Huoxue Yu shudder all over his body.

They are not unfamiliar with this taste. In the days before the tribe, they deal with it every day, and blood makes the hunter naturally sensitive to danger.

Slowly, the two of them pulled out the sword under their ribs and placed them in a convenient position. This was not a cautious attitude but a subconscious behavior towards the smell of blood.

The blazing beam of fire will illuminate the eternal night little by little, and the darkness under the eternal night will also appear one by one in the passionate blood.

With the footsteps of the soulless Lenghuo Xueyu, the fire bundles in their hands were also swaying. When more than a dozen blood-colored cross wooden stakes and grooves of red liquid appeared in the sight of the soulless and Lenghuo Xueyu, the two were still shocked, and their internal organs were shaken.

The thick blood in the air made them vaguely, and they were no longer in the world, but came to the Shura field of the six realms.

More than a dozen wooden stakes were arranged in a strange way, in total six rows, and one person was tall. The wooden stakes stood at the front were two, and then three, four, one, seven, two. Wuhun and Lenghuoxueyu didn't know the significance of the discharge of nineteen wooden stakes in this way, but the color of blood-brown on the wooden stakes and three stiff corpses stinged the eyes of the two.

I don’t know how many layers of blood stains are used to water the blood-brown luster of the wooden stakes. Nineteen wooden stakes are nailed to a high platform, with up and down stone steps on both sides. The bottom of the stone platform is connected to a blood pool. If it weren’t for the red blood stains and fishy smell on the top, it would make people think that this was a fertile dark brown soil.

The dried blood is black. No one knows these dark brown blood clots, and they don't even want to know the age they left behind. The fishy storm and dazzling blood color made Wuhuo and Leng Huoxue Yu's mouth dry and speechless.

After a long time, it was like a sigh falling from the distant horizon, breaking the peace. Blood comes from sin, and sin comes from the dark side deep in the heart. Sigh is a kind of regret for innocent people.

The cold fire and snow rain were blown by the fishy wind in the air, and she turned her head and didn't want to look at the dark brown land again.

Wuhun gritted his teeth and exploded, slowly walked up the stone steps. The sound of stepping on the stone steps was heard in Wuhun's ears, and it was no longer so light and crisp. He even felt that his feet were wet and sticky, and the blue stone turned blood red.

Wuhun finally stepped onto the top of the stone steps. The blood around him was really disgusting, and he even had the urge to panic and leave. But Wuhun had the reason to have to come up. He came up not only for the sake of curiosity about the way of corpses, but more importantly, to prove the evidence of the murderer behind the blood.

Leng Huoxueyu pinched her nose and followed behind her and climbed the stone steps. Her original intention was not to come up, but the faint chill and bloody color under the stone platform really made people panic and fear.

Since Wuhun hit the stone platform, he began to carefully inspect anything on the stone platform, not wanting to let any clues escape from his sight...

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