I didn't expect that I was right. The ancestors of the Li family were indeed descendants of ancient witches. In fact, there was nothing to make a fuss about this. Taoism also originated from the witch religion. Speaking of which, we think that Taoism is the orthodox disciples, but they are all descendants of the witch religion, and they are not as good as the Li family.

The ancestors of the Li family have always been large households in Guangyuan Town. After digging up, the original ancient city was the world of the Li family. Later, after this ancestor disappeared, his family's family's power declined, and the clan's power was diminished, and the family's witchcraft was lost. However, this history is recorded in the family tree, and the Li family's bosses knew it well.

Since the ancestors of the Li family, White Tiger Pearl and Wu Meng, they will definitely not let the Night Demon Pearl go, right? But at that time, no trace of the Li family's ancestors were found in the Night Demon Cave. After thinking about it, I felt that the scenes of the White Tiger Altar and the Night Demon Cave were very similar. The ancestors of the Li family must have been there, but they left no trace.

Speaking of this, my buddy really regrets not looking for the mummies of the Li family ancestors in the stone demon cave. Maybe he will find any clues about the Yiman altar. But he immediately thought of Zhuo Yalam, and this girl might know something. So I asked everyone to exit the room, remove the talisman on the oil lamp, and use the psychic eyes to draw Zhuo Yalam.

The lamp seedlings lit up instantly, and a pocket face was supported on the light, as beautiful as ever. I resisted my heartbeat and asked her, who was the mummy who suppressed the stone demon? Did she know? The girl blinked her heart-warming black eyes and told me that she only knew that her surname was Li, but she didn't know anything else. I then asked her if she knew about the Yiman altar?

Zhuo Yalam frowned and thought for a while, but he might have only retained half of the resentment of the stone demon. There were too many memories missing, and some of them could never be remembered. After thinking for a while, she told me that it seemed that the stone demon and that man were angry. He stole one of his horns and came to suppress it. The man said that fortunately he killed one of its horns, otherwise it would be more difficult to suppress it. He also said that one horn was enough and there was no need for any beads. Later, the two became more and more quarreled, and the man started to suppress the stone demon, and never said anything again.

My heart moved. Could it be that if I only need a Wumeng horn to enter the Yiman altar, I don’t need the Night Demon Pearl and the White Tiger Pearl? If this is the case, it would be great. I will find a way to take out the Wumeng evil aura and return it to Heiyu, so that I no longer have to use the treasures in the hand of the Ghost King to open the altar door.

Actually, these are not the most important things. I was eager to know if I could find the altar if I didn’t enter the ruins of Woshi? So I asked her to think about it again, and there was nothing I missed. Zhuo Yalam thought for a long time, and finally his eyes lit up and said, “When they were quarreling, the divine stone seemed to have said that the man took his horns and entered the altar from Baishan, breaking the legacy of Yiman, so that they would never turn over. There is only so much, I really can’t think of it.”

This is enough, and let the buddy see a glimmer of light. The stone demon said that he entered the altar from Baishan, and that was definitely not the ruins of Woshi. Now my buddy thanked her and asked her to go back and take a shower and go to bed.

"Master, you are so thrusting your back, help me find my lost soul." Zhuo Yalam begged sincerely.

Master? I almost fell down. You really dare to write lyrics. You should be the master, right? And that big-haired back prick, probably because of great mercy? It's really hard to talk to you. But I was so happy to hear it treating my buddy as my master. I actually accepted such a beautiful woman as a slave.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to find you a man's soul!" Damn, I learned it too. Retrieval is not called retrieval, that is called seeking you!

A very bright smile surged on Zhuoyalam's little face, and then said good night, and turned off the oil lamp and went back. Its smile was so charming that I was stunned for a moment. It took a long time to wake up and hurriedly put a talisman on the oil lamp, called everyone in, and told them not to enter the Woshi Ruins, and maybe they didn't need to use the Night Demon Pearl and the White Tiger Pearl. They could only use Wumeng Kok to enter the Yiman Altar from here.

Although everyone is half-believing, they cannot find sufficient reasons to refute. Besides, we cannot enter the Woshi Ruins. Even if we are a ghost, we may not be able to enter. It is better to search for the entrance here first. At most, there will be no discovery, and there will be no losses anyway.

It's late now, and Lao Cao said to go to bed first. Tomorrow morning, we will go around the grave of our wife first.

Just as dawn, Lao Cao woke me up and called Dazuirong. The three of us went to the back mountain together. Because something happened to the wife's grave, we didn't want to go up the mountain with great fanfare. We sneaked over and took a look when people were not paying attention. When people saw it, they thought they were enjoying the scenery.

When we left, the three of us brought various equipment and planned to find clues to take action at any time. The mountain is still the same mountain, and the bamboo forest is still the same bamboo forest, but we can't see Grandma Qin. I guess she is living well at home now? I remembered Xiaoyu again, and I wonder if Dazuirong was thinking of her at this moment? Hehe, let's not mention the things in the cellar. In short, the wife's grave gave her many unforgettable memories.

The dead girl returned to Lingyuan to sleep last night. When she came out, she put the jade pendant next to Xiao Ying's pillow, but she didn't bring her over. The three of us walked through the bamboo forest and crossed the mountain to the grave of our wife.

The three of us circled around the grave, and Lao Cao turned his head to check the surrounding terrain, and finally looked at the big rock. The big rock had done the task of covering the thieves, and nothing strange, let alone the dead girl didn't see anything wrong. Did Lao Cao see something wrong?

Lao Cao walked to Dashi with his hands on his back, and Dazuirong and I followed him. He circled the stone like a screen for five circles before stopping.

"This is a kind of stele without words. Do you understand?" Lao Cao said in a shocking way. Do you think this is the tomb of Wu Zetian, so why are you still making stele without words?

The wordless stele has appeared in many places. Of course, the most eye-catching one is the tomb of Wu Zetian, and the controversial wordless stele on Mount Tai. One is said to be erected by Qin Shihuang, and the other is said to be erected by Emperor Wu of Han. Why do not leave any words on the stele? For example, Wu Zetian's tomb has three statements among the people.

First, because of the great merits and virtues, the inscription is not enough to boast about her glorious life. Second, she feels deeply guilty, which makes people feel disgusted when reading the words of praise. Third, her merits and demerits are free in people's hearts. If you don't write a word, let people from later generations comment.

My buddy looked at this natural stone and couldn't help laughing: "Old Cao, open your titanium alloy wide... Oh, is this a monument? This is a natural stone."

Dazuirong nodded and said, "This stone has been around for many years. It is said that there is no Madam's tomb, and this stone is here. There was a legend that countless earthquakes and mudslide disasters have occurred here, but this mountain has never died because of this stone. The Madam's tomb was chosen here for burial, which is also for the respect of this Madam."

Lao Cao looked at us with contempt, then pointed to the stone and said, "There are three stone tablets here, arranged together. After thousands of years of wind, rain and mud and sand erosion, they have turned into a screen. If you don't believe it, take out the guy and look at it on the stone."

Lao Cao was stunned and said, "Let me try." He took out the masonry cone and a hammer from his bag, and then divided the area of ​​the stone into three equal parts, and dug it from an equal part line on the left. As the stone chips flew, a stone ditch was chiseled, exposing a gap inside strangely.
Chapter completed!