Chen Hanyan leaned against a large stone and pointed at a slit in front of him, looking at a terrified look on his face. We knew there must be something strange below, so we ran over and looked down. The gap was quite wide, about two feet. In the depth of the darkness, we saw an ice frog goddess circling around a ball of white mist. As the depth reached twenty meters, the light became very weak and we couldn't see clearly what was in the fog.

Xiao Ying took out a strong flashlight and shone it down, and then he vaguely saw the situation in the white mist. It seemed like a huge python, but a frog's head was pressed on its neck, which was white all over, so that its body was transparent and the internal organs could be seen. On the huge frog's head, two black eyes flashed with strange green light, as if they could penetrate the hearts of a person, which surprised us when we saw it and took a step back.

Han Liang frowned and said, "There is a snake god among the shamans, which can cause disasters and diseases, and save people and cure diseases. If it gets angry, it will cause disasters and diseases to the people. So the people worship it in fear, and later evolved into a snake fairy. The real shaman's witch god is the eagle god. At best, the snake god is a guardian god, but why a frog head grows is puzzling."

Lao He touched his chin and said, "Many secrets about the ancient shamanic sect have been lost. We may be able to find the truth this time."

Xiao Ying looked at me and said, "The Ice Frog Goddess revolve around the snake god, which means they are one level lower than the snake god. Perhaps, the Ice Frog Goddess was a snake god who came out long ago, and they all have the same frog head characteristics."

I nodded and couldn't help but think of the blood frog worms in the ancient tomb of Longtou Mountain, and the immortal mirage created by the Immortal Demon casting spells. There are also blood frog worms inside. Whether it is the Shaman Temple or the Witch Altar, they all have the characteristics of frogs. Will there be any inseparable connection between the two? Maybe, in the ancient shamans and the Witch Cult, they may be a family!

I plucked up the courage to look down again. The frog-headed snake god must have seen us. It seemed that a few of them were killed for the sake of the ice frog goddess, and their eyes were filled with hatred. But I guess I was afraid of the black jade, so I hid under the cracks of the rocks and did not dare to come out. The huge rocks around me extended infinitely. I wonder how big the space here is, and where Han Liang called the "Sheng"? If there was only a rocky beach around, the place where the snake body was located was likely to be the temple, or the necessary path to the temple.

Lao He and Han Liang were discussing the mysterious truth of the ancient shaman. We were not interested and went to the side to find a way out. It was indeed a rocky beach. We found stone walls around us, but we did not find any exits. The road to the temple or the road outside the mountain should be the place where the snake gods entrenched!

But we didn't give up and searched down the cracks of the rocks. The result was disappointing. Except for the cracks where the snake god was located, the others were dark and cold deep caves. We didn't dare to break through them. There were too many large cracks of rocks. We would probably not be able to explore them in ten days or half a month.

Xiao Ying glanced at Xiao Rooster and said, "This may not be the altar of the Witch Ancestor. There is no need to go down and take risks. It's better for us to return the same way."

The little hoist scratched his head: "Actually, even if it is the altar of the Witch Ancestor, the dead worm below guards the entrance, and the black jade in your hand may not be able to rush over. Even if you can rush in, we are blocked outside, and it may be killed by it, which is not worth the loss. Let's go back. Besides, the white ghost wants to kill us, it may not be possible within a few years. Living one day is counted as one day. If you die here this time, it will be unprofitable."

When Dazui Rong heard this, he hurriedly said, "Then go back quickly, I don't know what's going on with my Black Water Mirror."

Chen Hanyan stabbed him: "Everyone is worried about Xiao Ying and Xiao Roller. Are you still in the mood to think about the Black Water Mirror?"

Dazui Rong laughed a few times and said, "I'm joking, it's better to find the altar of the Witch Ancestor." Then he patted the shoulder of the little roll and said, "Brother, you have died once, and you must be more open about life and death than Xiao Ying. It's better to take the black jade and look down. If you find the altar, first untie the poison curse on your body, then return and hand the black jade to Xiao Ying over."

Xiao Rooster's eyes lit up and said, "This is a good idea. It's impossible for everyone to go over together. Let one person go to explore the truth and reality first... Hey, it's not right. Why do I hear you asked me to be cannon fodder?"

Dazui Rongyu enlightened him earnestly: "Brother, look, the four of us are two pairs, but you are single. Now the family is over, and there is no worries. It is someone who has died once again. Being cannon fodder is the most suitable candidate. You can't let the four of us go. If you die one, the other will be sad."

"Bah! Let's goofy!" Xiao Ludao cursed angrily, "I'm so miserable, you still have the face to ask me to be cannon fodder? Why don't you say that you are a cannon fodder for brotherhood? It's okay, you're in the air and I'll take care of you. Although you used to be a human being, now you have become a woman. I can still accept it."

"You think beautifully! If Yunchuan dies, I will not marry you even if I marry Wang Lin..." Chen Hanyan suddenly realized that it was inappropriate because Dazui Rong was jealous of us before, and now he said this again, which made people even more imaginative.

Big Mouth Rong, Xiao Ying and Xiao Roller immediately widened their eyes, and I hurriedly said, "It's nothing I have done this time. Yanyan said it himself. I didn't think so."

"You didn't think you were guilty? We didn't doubt you." Xiao Ying said with murderous intent on his face.

Dazuirong said to Chen Hanyan in a crying voice: "Do you really fall in love with Wang Lin? If you like him, tell me, I won't care. I can do it for your happiness..."

Chen Hanyan reached out to cover his mouth and said anxiously: "Where do you want to go? How could I like this demon with human face and beast heart?"

I almost fainted and blinked and asked, "When did I become a demon with human face and beast heart?"

"You are!" The four of them pointed at me together and said in unison.

The dead girl sighed and said, "Actually, I think you have a bit of a human face and a beast now..."

"Fuck!" I scolded her angrily, and then said to everyone: "Okay, you just speak against your conscience. I understand what you mean, isn't you just forcing me to be cannon fodder? Isn't it okay for me to go?"

I sniffed and turned around and walked towards the crack of the Snake God. A few of them caught up with me. Except for Xiao Ying, all three of them explained to me that it was a joke and we won’t look for the altar. I ignored them and made up my mind to go down to see if this was the altar of the Witch Ancestor or the Shaman Temple. Because it was not easy to come to Changbai Mountain once, it was even more difficult to go down to the bottom of this sinkhole. I couldn’t miss this opportunity anyway.
Chapter completed!