"Bang!" Barre punched the ground angrily. Although the bamboo board was not shattered, the force of the punch was like a trembling wave that rippled along the floor in all directions, shaking the entire stilted building.
The bamboo tube fell down with a "dong-dong" sound and cracked one after another. Milky white rice wine flowed everywhere, and there was no abnormality.
"Only my drinking is the problem..." Zakari fell to the ground and muttered to himself, "Am I also possessed by the evil spirit?"
Ba Lang picked up the bamboo tube containing the blood, sniffed it carefully, and quickly presented it to Ba Lei: "The blood is very fresh and has no lumps. It must have been taken today. But it is not human blood. Human blood is not that fishy, like
The blood of horses."
Barre's expression suddenly changed.
"What's the blood of the Mahua tribe?" Zhi You pushed aside several cases without a voice, hurriedly came to the pool of blood, took a look, dipped his finger in the blood, and half-knelt on the ground to sketch quickly.
It's a witch talisman! Wang Ziqiao's eyes focused. The Taoist talisman is centered on words, decorated with cloud patterns and water marks, and is inspired by the pure Qi cultivated in the body. The witch clan's talisman is different, with birds, beasts, fish and insects as the center, connecting the triangle.
, dots, circles and other patterns can be activated with just blood.
The witch talisman belongs to the Zhu Youjin Curse. Did the inheritance really fall into Zhiyou's hands? Prince Qiao secretly hesitated. The Zhu Youjin Curse is so powerful. If Zhiyou can master it, how can he be willing to succumb to Barre?
"Edict!" Zhi You pinched it with his fingers, and the Zhu You Talisman painted with blood slowly flowed. After a while, in the center of the Talisman, a monster that looked like an ape but not an ape, and looked like a human but not a human appeared faintly.
"It's really Ma Hua's blood!" Zhi Youran stared at the monster in panic, "This is bad!"
The four tribes of Mahua, Humin, Quanrong, and Shark are the most powerful indigenous tribes in the wilderness.
The sharks have always been mysterious, living in seclusion in the deep sea in the wild west. Only when the mirage market opens on the first day of July every year, will they appear and trade with foreigners. Dog guards roam the southern wilderness and are good at mining, refining weapons, and trapping puppets.
, it is said that their capital city is a huge underground labyrinth. The tiger minions have been entrenched in the northern forests all year round and established their own Ghost Sect. The leader Yin Jiuyou used the White Tiger Seven Evil Sword and the Ghost Xuan Yin Qi to conquer the wilderness without defeat, so he is known as the No. 1 in the wilderness.
A master.
Ma Hua is the overlord of the Shiwan Mountains in the east. The Ma Hua clan is fierce and fierce, and they like to rob women of other clans. They are born with supernatural powers and can jump like flying.
The unique skills of martial arts are powerful in the barbaric wilderness.
With the strength of the Bailingshan witch clan, there is no way they can afford to offend the Mahua tribe.
"Mahua people always retaliate for their anger." Zhiyou panicked and paced back and forth anxiously. A few years ago, a small tribe in Qinglu Mountain provoked a horsehua. As a result, the entire tribe was slaughtered, and even the corpse was eaten.
Got to pieces.
"Brother Ge, are you in a panic?" Barre stood up and said sternly, "clean the blood first, don't leave any smell, Ma Huazai's nose is very sharp. Ba Lang, go to the kitchen and check it out.
Whoever packed the wine will go look around Bailing Mountain to see if there are any traces of Ma Hua breaking into the village. Zhiyou, go to the tribe and question him. If anyone bumps into Ma Hua, arrest him first."
The two disposed of Ma Hua's blood and left in a hurry. Barre forced a smile to Prince Qiao and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing your husband's drinking pleasure. I accompanied him to look around. There are all these troubles in the clan. What's wrong with you, sir?"
look?"
Prince Qiao followed Bare down the bamboo building, while Zhi Kaizhen still sat blankly, his lonely shadow cast on the wall by the sunlight, like an old painting that had been gathering dust for many years.
Maybe if you brush off the dust, you can see the original color of the painting clearly. Wang Ziqiao looked deeply at Shikarima, and the young man just turned his head, his eyes met each other, and then moved away. The same sharpness seemed to pass through the depths of his eyes.
"There are no ghosts in this world, at least not in the human world." Wang Ziqiao walked upstream along the winding stream path. It was noon, and most of the Wu tribe people were making fires for cooking. Smoke curled up from everywhere, drifting into the green mountains and blue sky.
Barre narrowed his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a needle: "Sir, what you mean is that Uncle Bao's matter has nothing to do with being possessed by evil spirits or committing corpse fraud."
Wang Ziqiao nodded: "The Great Yan Dynasty in Yunhuang has a sect that combines Taoism and martial arts, called the Zombie Sect. They use secret methods and secret medicines to transform the dead into zombies that can move freely and are invulnerable. But a corpse usually takes
It would take several years to turn into a zombie. Zhibao would walk around the night he died, which is absolutely impossible."
"It's either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster." Barre's eyes flashed, "Could Uncle Bao's matter be just a lie? He hid Uncle Bao's body in advance, put it on the altar, and then made up the lie.
Are you bluffing?" The old guy did this because he wanted to regain the power of worship under the pretext of exorcising evil spirits?
"It's possible." Prince Qiao said leisurely. Since Zhiyou was suspected of possessing the Zhuyou forbidden spell, it was just right to use Barre's hand to force him.
"It's just that-" Wang Ziqiao changed the subject, "There is another possibility."
"Sir, speak quickly."
"In the middle of the night, Zhiyou only saw Zhibao's face pressed against the window. That's all." Wang Ziqiao walked up the hillside in front of him, casually broke off a white chrysanthemum, and held it up to Barre's eyes.
"If I hide behind Zhi Bao's body and lift him to the window, Zhi You can only see Zhi Bao's face." He shook the chrysanthemum branch gently, "You see, although the dead can't speak, they still can't speak.
You can nod."
Barre suddenly said: "Listening to what Mr. said, there is nothing weird about this matter. Of course, the footprints left by Uncle Bao on the mud can be found! But why should Uncle Bao's body be placed on the altar?
Did you drain the blood?"
"The altar of the nobles is set up on the top of the mountain, right?" Wang Ziqiao smiled and walked up the slope. On both sides of the path to the south, the Wu tribe cultivated a large number of terraced fields, like unfolding green fans, layered on top of each other.
Mountain top.
"It's time to go to the altar and have a look." Barei thought about it for a while, and felt that it was more like Zhiyu was causing trouble. Who else in the clan had the courage to go against him except him?
Along the way, the sound of water roared louder and louder. The waterfall plunged straight down from the top of the mountain, avalanches of snow splashed jade, and water vapor rolled. On the other side of the waterfall, the altar of the Wu tribe stood tall.
The upper and lower parts of the altar are piled with mottled rocks, like an awe-inspiring and inviolable giant. Its ancient momentum makes the waterfall bend down.
Wang Ziqiao came closer and took a closer look. At the four corners of the east, south, west and north corners of the altar, there were pillars, carved with birds, animals, flowers, plants, fish and insects. On the square pedestal, witchcraft symbols were carved on the corners, and a flat piece of pale white was spread in the center.
The animal bones are thought to be the place where shamans prayed to heaven for mercy.
Wang Ziqiao looked at it for a while, then slowly said: "The blood of Gan Zhi Bao may be used to sacrifice to heaven. Isn't there a kind of blood sacrifice in the oldest sacrificial ceremony of the nobles?"
Barre shook his head: "The blood sacrifice thing can only be done if you have to live."
"Does it have to be alive?"
"It must be alive. This is the rule of our ancestors."
Wang Ziqiao stared at the pale animal bones, frowning and thinking. These events of the Wu clan started with the precious blood sacrifice, and they were followed one by one, as if following some mysterious and primitive ritual, and progressed step by step.
He raised his head, and the wind from the top of the mountain screamed and blew past the altar, and the cries of lonely ghosts seemed to echo around. The witch tribe would not only kill cattle and sheep when offering sacrifices to heaven, but also kill captured enemies and clan members who had committed capital crimes.
As a sacrifice.
"No one in our branch understands blood sacrifice for a long time." A trace of contempt flashed in Barre's eyes, "Although the branch is a witch sacrifice, apart from collecting some herbs to cure minor illnesses, we can also sacrifice to the heavens.
He sings sacrificial words and performs shamanic dances during the ceremony, but he has no other skills."
Prince Qiao Ruo said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily true. Some people are incompetent on the surface, but they hide deep in their hearts. The current leader of the Yan Dynasty, Murong Guan, used to act stupid when he was young and deceived powerful officials until he ascended to the throne.
Only then did he reveal his greatness."
Barre's body trembled slightly: "Is it possible that Zhiyou is pretending to be old and incompetent, but he is actually hiding his tricks?"
Prince Qiao's expression froze. He originally wanted to direct trouble to Zhikarizhen and find out the truth about the young man. In this way, using Barre to fight Zhiyou and Zhikarizhen in a two-pronged approach, the whereabouts of Zhuyou's forbidden spell can be determined.
Unexpectedly, Barre had a different idea.
"Manipulating people in pig pens, getting rid of hunting teams, drowning people in manure pits... Zhiyou really has this ability." Barley was a little wary of Zhiyou at first, but now the more he thinks about it, the more suspicious he becomes, and his brows can't help but reveal murderous intent.
.The old guy is deliberately causing trouble to prevent himself from taking the position of clan leader!
"You can't do these things alone." Wang Ziqiao said thoughtfully.
There are still a few people under the old man. Barei sneered, thought for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong. "That's not right. Even if Zhiyou wants to cause trouble, he won't get Ma Hua's blood! This is not something he asked for.
Is it troublesome?"
Wang Ziqiao's heart moved. Why was the bottle of wine containing Ma Hua's blood accidentally knocked over by Zhi Kaizhen?
The two of them had their own doubts and wandered around the altar thinking hard. After a long time, seeing the dusk, the two of them went down the mountain.
"No matter who did it, I want to get to the bottom of it." Barre clasped his fists at Prince Qiao, "Sir, he is knowledgeable and has amazing Taoist skills. You must help me."
"As it should be. I just hope that Master Wuwu will allow me to move around as I please and do whatever I want."
"Okay! I will order you to go down immediately. No matter what your request, sir, the clan members will comply with. Your words, sir, are my orders!"
Wang Ziqiao smiled slightly, and the two of them were walking to the mountainside when they suddenly discovered that beside the stream at the foot of the mountain, they were surrounded by a dark crowd of tribesmen.
Barre's heart trembled, his pace quickened, and he hurried away.
"Master Wuwu is coming, Master Wuwu is coming!" the tribesmen shouted, and they all got out of the way, their faces full of fear.
The stream was gurgling, and the water was dyed blood red. A corpse that looked like an ape but not an ape, more like a human than a human, with eyes wide open and angry, was lying on its back in the stream!
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