The moment he was swept by the old priest's gaze, Jiang Tang felt as if an electric current was flowing through his body, his scalp was numb, his breathing was short, and he had the illusion that she was seeing through everything.
She subconsciously moved her body, hid behind Xiao Yinhan, and lowered her head slightly.
The conversation between the two continued.
He asked her how she knew his identity.
The old priest spoke gently: "In the past thirty years, only two people have left here."
The old man's eyes were gentle and kind, and even an extremely wary person like Xiao Yinhan could not feel any ill feelings when facing her.
Until she asked: "So, kid, what do you want to do when you come back here?"
Xiao Yinhan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was dry and hoarse: "I want to know why she gave birth to me."
The old priest didn't seem surprised when he heard this, and a touch of sadness seemed to flash across his wise eyes.
She gently picked up and put down the jade cane in her hand: "God will guide you to the answer you want, but it may require you to pay a price."
"cost?"
The old priest nodded, and there seemed to be a sigh hidden in his tone that they couldn't understand: "Everything has its price. Everyone has been burdened with his own destiny since birth. The consequences of this life and the next will be yours. You can only solve your own problems.
Go and find it. Regarding your life experience, you can stay here before you decide."
Xiao Yinhan frowned. Listening to the old man's confused words, he subconsciously wanted to say: No need to wait, he wants to know now.
Just as he was about to speak, the girl behind him grabbed his hand. Jiang Tang spoke before him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
With these words, the old priest's eyes fell on her again.
She nodded and smiled at her, then waved behind her: "Tongtong, come here to entertain the guests."
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"...My name is Yali Tong, you can call me Tongtong."
The girl wearing the white robe of the Xueyi tribe has an extraordinarily sweet face. She always has a sweet smile on her face when she talks, which makes people feel better after seeing her.
In order to take care of Jiang Tang's speed, they did not walk very fast for fear of embarrassing them. The enthusiastic girl introduced the layout of the village to them as they walked.
After she introduced the house on the side of the road that was said to be the village chief's house, Jiang Tang asked softly: "Tongtong, do you know about Yukana and Ayanmiao?"
One sentence attracted the side glances of the men around him.
Knowing that Tangtang was asking this question for himself, Xiao Yinhan's eyes softened a lot.
Tongtong shook his head: "I don't know much. When I was born, they had already left the village."
Jiang Tang was not surprised by this answer. He was already prepared that the answer would not be so easy.
"I only know that Yukana is a saint of the Xueyi tribe. If she had not left, she would take over the old priest's position and lead us a hundred years later."
While speaking, she made a unique gesture with her hands in front of her. Jiang Tang guessed that this was some kind of etiquette of the Xueyi people.
"As for Ayanmiao,"
The smile on the girl's face faded a little, her eyes seemed to be hidden
Compassion: "She is the descendant of the Black Witch. Her existence is to protect the Saint. They have been inseparable since they were born."
His heart thumped heavily, and Jiang Tang seemed to have caught something.
"Okay, here we are, here it is!"
Tongtong jumped forward like a little rabbit, the smile on her face brightened again.
Only then did Jiang and Tang realize that they had unknowingly arrived in front of a dark brown wooden house that was very similar to the style of the village. The outer wall of the wooden house was carved with ancient and mysterious frost flower totems.
"Thirty years ago, the saint insisted on leaving the village. Not long after she left, Ayanmiao also mysteriously disappeared."
Standing at the foot of the stairs in front of the wooden house, Tongtong finished what he had just unfinished.
However, she was said to be missing, but everyone knew that she probably left with the saint.
After all, if you lose the guardian of the saint, you will also lose the blessing of God.
"This is the room where the saint once lived. After she left, no one has touched it, but someone will clean it regularly. Is it okay for you to live here?"
Tongtong approached and pushed open the door, turning to Jiang Tang behind him.
Xiao Yinhan looked at the rusty wind chime on the door and didn't know what he was thinking, but said nothing.
Jiang Tang could only nod his thanks: "Okay, thank you."
The little girl laughed again, her voice like an oriole: "You're welcome, you are a relative of the Saint, and you can be considered one of our own."
They are so cheerful and lively, and they are not treated differently at all because of their "intruder" status, but it makes people's hearts inexplicably heavy.
Jiang Tang took a gentle breath, suppressed the emotions surging in his heart, and asked the question he wanted to ask on behalf of the man beside him: "Are the 'saint' and 'witch' important to you?"
Tongtong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Jiang Tang to ask such a question.
But she still nodded slightly: "The saint was personally selected by God to shoulder the centuries-old inheritance of the Xueyi tribe. As long as she is here, she can protect all our tribesmen."
If it's so important, why would she leave...
"But the priest mother-in-law also said that since the saint will leave, it must be God's guidance. So, don't blame yourself."
The little girl's relaxed and cheerful voice is like a stream of clear spring flowing through the heart, making the person being "comforted" feel inexplicably complicated.
Just as Jiang Tang was about to say something, he heard a strange female voice urging him from outside:
"Tongtong, come out quickly!"
"Hey, Ayi seems to be calling me."
Tongtong stood on his feet and looked outside, but saw nothing. He could only briefly explain to Jiang Tang and let them rest first and then go back.
When Jiang Tang nodded, she hurried out.
As soon as she left, there were only two people left in the room.
"Your Majesty..."
"I want to go out for a walk and relax."
From the moment he came to this village, Xiao Yinhan felt very heavy.
This heaviness reached its peak after arriving in the room where his mother and concubine were said to have lived.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Now he is in an extremely gloomy and depressing mood, and just wants to find a deserted place to be alone.
Jiang Tang looked at his obviously depressed and dazed look, smiled softly, stretched out his hand to tidy up the man's hair that was moist after the snowflakes melted, and said: "Okay, prince, go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
This sentence finally made Xiao Yinhan raise his head. There seemed to be vulnerability and pain hidden in the man's dark eyes.
He suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Wait for me, I'll be back soon, very soon."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Jiang Tang gently stroked the man's stiff back, giving him silent comfort.
After hugging her quietly for a while, Xiao Yinhan let go of her.
After he left, Jiang Tang could finally sit down and rest.
She glanced around, then paused.
They seemed to have forgotten something important.
Jiang Tang thought about it seriously, but found that he had not remembered it.
Forget it, since I can't remember it, it probably isn't that important.
When I think about it this way, I instantly feel like I don’t have to think about it anymore.
"Hey, we're all here, don't you have anything to say to me?"
While Xiao Yinhan was away, Jiang Tang was about to talk to the dog system.
But it still pretended to be dead and didn't reply to her words.
Before Jiang Tang could threaten, he heard the noise coming from far away.
She subconsciously sat up straight and looked towards the door. After a while, the little girl who had just led the way suddenly poked her head out of the half-supported window.
A face as white and tender as a soft bun, with eyes as beautiful as stars: "Miss Jiang, someone has entered the village again, saying they are here to see you!"
Jiang Tang was stunned, subconsciously stood up from the bed and walked towards the little girl.
On the spot, I forgot what I had just said to the man about staying and waiting for him.
And when she followed Tongtong back to the village entrance again, and saw the beautiful young man wearing a black coat surrounded by Xueyi people, her eyes lit up and she walked towards him: "I knew you could keep up.
of."
As both "descendants" of the Xueyi tribe, if Xiao Yinhan can do it, he can definitely do it too.
Seeing Jiang Tang appear, Nan Xing also had a faint smile on his face, but the smile disappeared when he noticed that the girl suddenly turned to someone else halfway through.
"Master Priest, I want to know what you meant by 'God will guide' you just said to him."
Jiang Tang's footsteps stopped in front of the old priest, who seemed to have known that she would come back early, so he had been waiting here.
After hearing her question, the old man's eyes glanced over again, and this time, they really fell on her belly.
Then, without waiting for Jiang Tang to explain, she turned around and said, "If you want to know, just follow me. It seems that you are no less confused than that child."
The habitual smile on Jiang Tang's lips was because the other party's gaze was a bit unbearable.
"Are you OK?"
The young man's cold voice with Tianshan Bingxue sounded in her ears. She raised her head and looked at her: "I'm fine. I want to go there with the priest. You..."
"me and you togather."
Without any hesitation, the young man intercepted her words.
Jiang Tang didn't say anything and nodded slightly.
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It seemed that they knew where the priest was taking them, but the others did not follow them.
The two of them just followed her on the winding mountain path.
It is obvious that he is getting older, but the old man's steps are so steady and do not falter at all.
The trees in the dense forest are tall and towering, and the sunlight is blocked by thick leaves and branches. The deeper you go, the deeper and quieter the road becomes.
After walking for a while, there were some small tomb-like earthbags sparsely appearing in front of us.
Jiang Tang endured it, but then he couldn't hold it back: "Priest, where are we going?"
"Go to the Xueyi tribe's forbidden land."
The old man paused: "It's also a blessed place."
Jiang Tang subconsciously looked at the boy next to him and found a similar confusion in his eyes.
She finally felt relieved, as long as she wasn't confused alone.
The old priest did not look back, but seemed to be able to see through her thoughts. The old and distant voice sounded again:
"For those who are destined, the 'forbidden land' will answer all your confusions and guide you to find the path of destiny; for those who are not destined, the 'forbidden land' means terror and disaster, and you will die if you go in. And in these hundreds of years, the real
There are no more than ten people who are destined to come out alive after entering."
Jiang Tang was a little confused. Before he knew what he meant, the boy next to him grabbed his wrist: "Don't leave!"
In front, the old priest also stopped and looked at the entrance to the forbidden area guarded by countless tombs. She said softly: "As you can see, the people buried here are all those who have not come out."
Jiang Tang:???
At this moment, Jiang Tang seriously suspected that the old priest was actually colluding with Fang Concubine, right?
What kind of secret realm was used to kill Xiao Yinhan?
Her silence made the young man beside her mistake it for fear. Nan Xing took a step forward, blocking her behind him, his eyes full of caution: "This place is dangerous, let's go back.
"Jiang Tang!"
Before Jiang Tang could speak, a hoarse female voice suddenly came from behind.
She was startled, turned her head to look at the place where it happened, and saw an unexpected and reasonable person.
A woman, Ayanmiao (Fangbi), came from nowhere wearing a black robe that reached her ankles. The black robe was covered with mysterious totems, and her wide sleeves were fluttering as she walked.
What contrasted sharply was her long, almost frost-white hair.
Obviously we met not long ago, and he was not that old yet.
After seeing her appearance clearly, Jiang Tang noticed that the hand of the person holding her wrist subconsciously tightened.
It seemed that he couldn't believe that she would become like this.
However, Ayanmiao didn't give her much time to prepare, and all her emotions disappeared in one sentence:
"You clearly don't love Xiao Yinhan, so why would you do this for him?"
