Bonia is a short and petite girl, completely different from the "Miko of Fire" that Hao Ren had guessed before.￠￡, she wears a dark red cloth robe that is too large, and has long brown hair braided.
Behind her, colorful silk threads were woven into her hair as a decoration. The little girl timidly hid behind the adults and had been observing the actions of Vivian and Hao Ren with her big shining eyes until Geisel called her
Only when she came out did she dare to salute Vivian: she didn't look like a high-ranking "saint" character at all.
"Boniya was just elected as a saint last year," the elder of the Fire Tribe, a middle-aged man who was as strong as a warrior, explained with embarrassment. "The last saint died suddenly of illness. Bonia
Ya didn't even have time to learn the knowledge of spells and rituals before she took up the post in a hurry. However, her belief in the gods and her natural ability as a saint are no problem, and she will definitely be a good guide for you."
Vivian looked curiously at the timid little girl, who blinked and looked at her cautiously, and said in a small voice: "Goddess, praise...praise you, your arrival has made the earth...
The earth is terrified..."
It almost felt like I was about to cry.
"Take us to the place where the witch is buried," Vivian said directly, not letting the little girl get any more nervous. "Others don't need to follow."
No one expressed any opinions on Vivian's arrangement. Geisel and the Fire Tribe warriors retreated together. When Hao Ren heard them leaving, they had already begun to talk about the arrival of the goddess and how Geisel instantly disappeared from the sky.
The Wind Tribe arrived at this place. Bonia was left alone. She glanced at Vivian carefully, raised her finger and pointed to the root of the giant tree: "There. It's very far away. We have to enter the Eternal Palace."
Inside the pillar."
The giant tree of Tianzhu is so huge that a root can be called a mountain, and a small hole in the trunk can be called a tunnel. The Fire Tribe lives at the foot of this giant tree, but their range of activities is not as large as that of a group of people.
How big is the territory of ants nesting in tree roots? The "temple" Bonia refers to is the tribal sacred place located in the center of the giant Tianzhu tree. So how far is it from the nearest tree root to the center of the trunk?
More than ten kilometers.
The miraculous plant created by the eldest son is so magnificent and amazing.
Hao Ren took Bonia with him and drove directly to the holy land.
This giant Tianzhu tree is similar to the one the group first passed through. It is also hollow. After entering through a triangular crack at the root of the trunk, you will see a huge dim space. But the difference is that this is the place where the Fire Tribe belongs.
There are many traces of human activities in the base area. Some lights can be seen in the open space inside the giant tree. There is a wide road that has been repaired from the crack in the trunk to the center. At the end of this road, Hao Ren saw the cypress
The so-called "temple" in Nia's mouth was different from other temples he had seen. The building in front of him was much simpler than expected. It was just a pile of wood and stones, somewhat imitating the Pyramid of Dorasil.
The building cannot be said to be gorgeous, or even grand.
Of course, even so, it is still much better than the tribal yurts outside.
"The witch and the saint from four hundred years ago are buried behind the temple." Bonia seemed to feel much more at ease after arriving here. She took the initiative to give Vivian directions a little boldly. "It's very quiet here, only those doing ceremonies.
Only then will the soldiers come here."
At this time, Lily was raising her head to look at the chaotic darkness above, which undoubtedly led to the surface crust of the purgatory planet: "By the way, if you build a house here... you won't be hit by things falling from above.
Are you there?"
Bonia was stunned and whispered: "Occasionally... something will fall."
Lily was startled: "Isn't that dangerous?!"
Bonia kept a blank expression, as if she had never thought about this problem at all: "Goddess bless me, so it's no problem."
Lily felt incredible: "What if I get hit? Or even get hit to death?"
"Then...it's still the blessing of the goddess. If you are smashed to death, you should be able to be with the goddess." Bonia finished speaking in a daze, and quickly raised her head to glance at Vivian. "Really?"
Vivian looked at the darkness above her head and felt guilty, let alone bless others. But faced with Bonia's stubborn question, she could only nod her head: "I will bless you, I will bless you."
But I still suggest that you don’t do activities inside the tree trunk in the future. You can go outside for ceremonies. This pillar leads to the surface. If something does fall, it won’t be just a matter of smashing it."
Bonia didn't know if she understood or not, she just shook her head up and down in confusion, and then led a group of people to see the witch's tomb.
Behind the "temple" is a large open space surrounded by round stones. There are many stone bags piled with gravel neatly arranged in the open space. The stone bags themselves are no different, but they all have a vertical flag on the top.
A rough stone pillar, with simple information such as the name of the tomb owner written on the pillar with hieroglyphic symbols. The witch who came from the earth, had explored the depths of the Purgatory Star, and had extraordinary life experiences was sleeping here.
In the cemetery, her stone bag was mixed with other people's, and there was nothing special about it.
Bernia pointed to the witch's grave. There was only a simple sentence on the text pillar above: Witch, friend, stranger, you sleep here, may your soul return to your hometown in your sleep.
"That's it." Bonia said, bending slightly in front of the stone bag, and using a complicated and strange gesture to perform a simple prayer and comfort.
Vivian looked at the graves around her curiously: "Are all the saints of the Fire Tribe buried here?"
Bonia shook her head up and down: "Yes."
"Do you allow a foreigner, who may be a 'cursed' foreigner, to be buried together with saints?" Hesiana took over, "You don't have any taboos in this regard?"
"This was specially allowed by the saint back then. It is said that the saint and the witch were very good friends, and together they cured the original black spot plague," Bonia said, suddenly looking at Weiwei nervously.
An glanced at it and said, "Isn't this... okay?"
Vivian immediately waved her hand: "Oh no, it's okay. This is good."
"Besides this tomb, what else did the witch leave behind?" Hao Ren was not satisfied with the fact that there was only one tomb in front of him. "Relics, messages, or other legends will do. You won't keep all her things together."
Buried?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lily subconsciously, thinking that if the witch's relics had already been buried, he would have to let Lily throw away the grave. Anyway, she was the best at digging holes. Lily noticed that Hao
Ren's eyes suddenly became excited, and he shrank his paws and hid behind Nangong Wuyue: "Landlord, don't look at me! Digging a hole is different from digging a grave!"
Fortunately, the things left by the witch were not buried with her. Just as Hao Ren expected, people who accidentally end up in this situation will find ways to spread their stories to compatriots who may visit here again. The things left by the witch
She bought a lot of things and asked her indigenous friends to preserve them properly.
Bernia led a group of people into the temple (actually a larger stone house) and found some severely discolored parchment rolls, engraved stone slabs, and miscellaneous items from an ancient stone box.
Many things: "This is what the witch left behind."
Hao Ren felt like he had found a treasure. These were the things he wanted. Vivian also eagerly inspected the relics. She saw scrolls and pieces of paper made of black goatskin, as well as a ritual knife carved from obsidian.
The glass bottle of the potion, some scraps of cloth, and a pair of old special gloves that witches often wear when making potion soup. These things undoubtedly come from the earth. She even found an eight-century stone among these old objects.
The coin in front of her, this rusty little metal piece that was almost invisible made her stunned for a long time: "...it has been ten thousand years, exactly ten thousand years, and this is the first time I picked up money..."
Hao Ren smoothly slapped the coin out of Vivian's hand: "Don't make trouble, you didn't pick this up, this is someone else's relic."
"It's almost the same idea," Vivian curled her lips, "I used to dig other people's graves and never found any money."
"Ahem," Hao Ren quickly coughed twice and dropped the subject, "Let's take a look at what's written on these parchments." (To be continued...)