By the time a group of people arrived at the family council building, the clan leaders and elders who were originally on the third floor had already gathered in the lobby on the first floor to stand with the old, weak, women and children, and the atmosphere became a little tense.
When Mo Ni saw this scene, she felt chills emanating from her whole body. She looked around and any elder who accidentally looked at her felt a chill rush into her heart.
"Who can tell what is going on? Where is Elder Tusir?"
She spoke calmly, not loudly, but it shocked everyone, and the room suddenly became quiet.
"Miss, Miss..."
At this moment, a thin body nimbly passed through the crowd like a squid, and finally came to Moni's side, panting and saying:
"Miss, Elder Tusir and the old family are waiting for you at the family cemetery."
It was the girl Emma who came. The little girl was obviously very anxious. As she spoke, she pulled Moni towards the back of the parliament hall.
The great elder and father are both here? Could it be that something else happened? Mo Ni didn't think too much and followed Emma to the ancestral hall.
The cemetery of the Kunil family is located deep in the courtyard behind the Kunil family council hall. Because it is a place where the family worships their ancestors, no one is allowed to enter except for the main lineage members of the main clan. Therefore,
When Emma walked to the entrance of the cemetery, an old man guarding the cemetery stopped them, and only Moni could go in.
Speaking of which, this was the second time Mo Ni came to the family cemetery, and the first time was when she personally buried her mother's ashes in this land. Emotionally speaking, this place did not leave him any good memories.
.
She nodded to the old man, then walked in alone, walked through the tree-lined path, climbed up a hillside, and finally saw the small tombstone, lying there alone, surrounded by rusty tombstones.
The iron fence forms a circle, which is the cemetery of the Kunil family, a shabby cemetery.
At this time, the old patriarch Ruer was hunched over, holding a cane, and was looking at a tombstone motionlessly, while Elder Tusir stood aside in silence.
Mo Ni walked up and took a look at the tombstone. It was the largest tombstone in the family cemetery. There were two simple lines written on it:
"Hailson Kunir. The King's Whisper."
To be honest, he had seen the words written on this tombstone when he was five years old, but he still didn't understand what the 'King's Whisper' meant. But at this time, seeing his father's focused look, her heart
I have some guesses.
"Father, it's so cold. Why are you here? Take care of yourself."
Mo Ni walked up naturally, supported her father, and said with concern.
Ruer's heart felt warm and he showed a satisfied smile. He sighed, took a serious look at his daughter's haggard face, and combed his temples for him lovingly. In a daze, his daughter's appearance seemed to be that of his deep love.
The wives overlapped, but soon separated again.
"Mo Ni, time is running out, so I'll keep the story short. Listen carefully, the history of our family is not as simple as it seems. In order to prevent this kind of crisis in the family, our ancestors specially prepared a way out for us. You
Do you want to know?"
Ruel asked in a solemn voice.
Mo Ni's face lit up with joy and she couldn't wait to ask:
"A way out? Father, since there is a way out, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"That's because this escape route is related to some secret history of the family, which only each generation of family heads and elders are qualified to know."
Ruel said calmly. Suddenly he raised his head, his blue eyes suddenly shimmering. He looked at his daughter seriously and asked word by word:
"Moni Kunil, are you willing to become the 42nd generation head of the family who protects the glory of the family?"
The sudden question made Moni a little confused, but obviously, Ruel did not intend to force him but reminded:
"You have to think clearly. If you become the head of the family, you must work hard for the glory and survival of the family. I'm afraid your dream of being a magister will have to..."
Mo Ni looked at her father calmly. He was just under fifty years old and already had some wrinkles on his face. Although his old age was entirely caused by the virus in his body, his father had indeed changed over the years.
Much older.
Looking at her father's hopeful and guilty eyes, Mo Ni nodded:
"I would like to..."
"well."
Ruel seemed to have exhausted all his strength to say these two words, then turned his face, looked at Tusir, and nodded to him.
…………
Soon after, Emma happily ran to the parliament hall again, excitedly announcing good news to everyone:
"Mo Ni officially succeeded as the head of the family, and his first order was for everyone to gather at the family cemetery immediately and take refuge."
Probably no one thought that there would be such a secret tunnel hidden for who knows how many years in the family cemetery.
The group of people walked cautiously along the dim and damp stairs for about ten minutes. They could vaguely hear the sound of rushing water. After turning a few corners, the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.
This is an extremely huge space. It should have been completely dark because it was hundreds of meters underground, but it became vaguely visible because of the two flowing rivers.
It is said to be a river, but in fact it is more appropriate to call it a stream. However, the width of the stream is slightly larger. The sources of the two streams come from two giant stone water bottles dug on both sides of the wall. The gurgling water flows from the water bottles.
flow out.
The water glowed with a faint blue luster, lighting up this small space like a firefly, and the flowing stream did not stop moving.
The small water flow continues to flow along the one-meter-wide water channels artificially dug on both sides of the corner, and eventually completely covers the ground of the entire space, making this space bright.
Looking at the clear blue stream, Luka bent down in a daze and reached out to fish it out. A bone-chilling coldness immediately spread up his arm, and he shuddered.
He shook his hand, only to find that the water in his palm had turned into a thin film of ice and stuck to his hand. He couldn't help but be surprised. The water was a little too weird.
Others who saw Luca's hand couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, and subconsciously moved farther away from the waterway. However, there were still some people who looked at the stream crazily. In the end, they could not resist its temptation and reached out their hands, thus eating a lot.
Unfortunately, in just a few dozen minutes, thirty tribesmen's hands were frostbitten.
