When the sky was dark, Bai Pojun came to Bai family's wine cellar in his ancestral homeland.
Di People's wine-making process in his ancestral land is still at a very ancient stage. Almost all the wine stored here was purchased by him in large quantities and sent back by messengers.
The people in the village are used to drinking strong liquor and don't appreciate things like red wine and beer, so the wine stored here is all high-quality roasted knives.
And it's not in bottles, it's all sealed in jars.
Bai Pojun sneered, closed the heavy stone door of the wine cellar, and opened the lids of jars of strong liquor. Then he took out a handful of white insect eggs, each of which was only the size of a grain of rice, but if the tribesmen saw it, they would definitely change their minds.
Di people Spider Gu, the poison that once poisoned Yang Jun, Prince Xiao of Qin.
According to "Record of Spirits and Ghosts", when Yang Jun, Prince Xiao of Qin was seriously ill, he knew he was poisoned by the poison from the discoloration of silver in his mouth, but he couldn't figure out what kind of poison he was poisoned for. After his death, Emperor Wen and the queen found a big spider crawling out of the coffin frame. After investigation, they found out that it was the poison poisoned by Consort Cui.
In the final analysis, its source comes from Di People.
The Spider Gu in the hands of Bai Pojun is the egg laid by the Gu King that was raised by hundreds of species of Gu insects devouring each other. Although it is far less terrifying than Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisons, it still cannot be underestimated. Its advantage is that it is not easy to detect, it will melt when exposed to wine, and it is colorless, odorless and invisible.
Although the spider eggs will die as they melt, their intense toxicity has penetrated into the wine.
Bai Pojun's expression remained unchanged as he poured Spider Gu into each jar of spirits, and then put the lid back, making it appear as if it was intact.
Soon he left the place as if nothing had happened, leaving only the strong young man from the ancestral land to bring out all the strong liquor, claiming that he wanted to get drunk to relieve all his worries, and he would drink with everyone till the end.
These young men were so excited that they all lamented the grandeur of Bai Pojun and emptied the wine cellar in no time.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the soul-sending sacrifice finally began.
There was no starry moon this night, but the Ancestral Square was filled with fire, and the warm yellow light illuminated every corner around it.
In addition to the torches held by everyone, there were many wooden shelves surrounding them, with iron pots placed on them. In the iron pots, there were many firewoods burning brightly.
Qing Meng and several elders all wore evil ghost masks and special-shaped silver jewelry.
Torch.
Ghost mask.
Weird sacrificial dances, awkward and awkward language, several beasts slaughtered to death, and the sacrificial square dyed red with blood.
The square was surrounded by Di People people. They followed the sacrificial process, sometimes knelt down and kowtowed with the elders, and sometimes followed with holding torches high and shouting with real arms.
Bai Pojun looked at this scene with cold eyes, and followed them to do the same behavior without appearing to be unique.
Soon, Qing Meng asked someone to bring in a giant python in a cage. After he opened the cage, the giant python opened its bloody mouth and seemed to swallow him directly.
However, Qing Meng was surrounded by Protective Gang Qi, and it tore the giant python alive!
Someone immediately brought a wooden basin and filled it with blood that was flowing down like a waterfall.
After pouring the python's blood into the wine, Qing Meng poured the wine containing the python's blood, and the tribesmen called out Bai Poju's name to sacrifice wine in a tribe's ritual. According to their custom, this was to summon the wandering souls of the dead.
After the wine ceremony, the Di people soul song was sung together.
The song is powerful and sad, containing the frustration and unyielding spirit of a race that has been passed down for thousands of years. It seems to have some power to infect people's hearts.
Afterwards, Qing Meng and several elders took the lead and drank the strong wine in the bowl in one gulp.
"Drink this cup with the dead souls of Bai Poju!" Qing Meng shouted as loudly as he could in an old voice.
"Drink with the dead souls of Bai Poju!" The voices of the whole clan gathered together, sonorous and powerful.
Everyone raised their wine bowls, and regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, they drank it all in one gulp!
Only some children who were too young were watching this scene with curiosity.
But Bai Pojun spilled all the drinks on the ground without anyone paying attention.
A trace of unbearability and pain flashed in his eyes, but it eventually turned into determination.
The effect of Spider Gu is almost immediate.
Immediately, Di people's eyes widened, his whole body was trembling, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. It was obvious that his internal organs had been severely damaged by the poison.
The man fell to the ground with a "pop", instantly causing a commotion.
"What's going on?!"
"Great Elder, something happened!"
However, before everyone could realize it, one after another someone felt fatal cramps, and even had their intestines pierced and dismembered on the spot!
"Spider Gu!" Qing Meng's expression changed, he suddenly took off his mask, and stared at Bai Pojun with splitting eyes, "Bai Pojun, you actually killed your own people?!"
In an instant, the whole place exploded.
"What?"
"How could Bai Pojun do such a thing?"
"Apart from the fact that he poisoned the wine, is there any other possibility?!"
"You beast with a human face and an animal heart, I will kill you!"
Bai Pojun faced the scene of grief, anger and despair among the tribesmen, but he just stood there with his hands behind his hands, not much sadness or joy visible on his face.
A young woman held a quenched Di people scimitar, with red eyes, and stubbornly slashed at Bai Pojun.
Bai Pojun did not move, and even Protective Gang Qi was not activated.
The woman screamed and fell at his feet, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.
Seeing that her son was very curious, she thought of teasing him and let him take a sip of strong liquor. At that time, the tribesmen around her were still teasing him, saying that as a Di People person, there was no one who didn't know how to drink, so he should be raised from an early age.
But just such a small mouthful caused her five-year-old child to die so miserably!
She hates it!
I don't know what force supported this mother, but she got up with tears in her eyes and stabbed Bai Pojun in the heart.
However, Bai Pojun stood motionless at all, and Protective Gang Qi all over his body was instantly aroused.
"When--"
The scimitar in the woman's hand was broken directly, and her whole body was shocked and staggered backwards, falling to the ground in despair.
"Child, I'm sorry for you..." Two lines of tears fell from her eyes, her eyes widened and she died.
Di People The crowd in the square was furious, but their voices suddenly became quieter.
Like cutting straw, they fell to the ground one after another, bleeding from all their orifices, and their death was extremely miserable.
Some were crying and some were wailing. There were children who were in agony and demented. The bodies of their family members almost filled the entire square.
A three-year-old girl was shaking her mother who was lying in a pool of blood, crying helplessly, with snot flowing to her lips. "Mom, mom, wake up..."
The whole square was filled with the tender and sorrowful voices of children.
The surrounding area was full of fallen torches, overturned firewood, and blazing flames.
Purgatory on earth.