Walking out of the long road, you can see a valley. A series of wooden houses are located in the valley in an orderly manner. At the highest point, there is a golden-roofed building. The sunlight shines on it, reflecting the dazzling golden light. In the distance, There is a small waterfall on the mountain peak, with splashing water and rising water vapor. There is a rainbow across it, and it is surrounded by clouds and mist that are about to disperse in the early morning. This scene is like a fairyland.
There were no people walking around in the valley. It was like a forgotten paradise that had been silent for a hundred years. It seemed like it was welcoming guests for the first time. There were a group of birds chirping and flying around in the valley.
Chirp a few.
Qin Liuxi built a tent between her eyebrows, and something flew towards her against the light, colorful and dragging a long tail.
When the bird flew closer, I saw clearly that it was a colorful bird, with colorful feathers all over its body, a red pointed beak, and a pair of eyes as bright as obsidian, which could make out the silhouette of a human being.
The colorful bird flew around Qin Liuxi several times, calling loudly as if to welcome her. Finally, it boldly stopped on Qin Liuxi's shoulder and looked sideways at it.
The old patriarch was even more excited when he saw it, and said: "This is the five-color bird, the sacred object of our witch clan. It is colorful and rarely seen. It appears as soon as you come. It must be to welcome you."
Si Lengyue was also very surprised and said: "In these years, I have only seen it three times, all during the clan's big sacrifices."
Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "It can be seen that I am loved by people and loved by birds. It..."
puff.
Qin Liuxi paused in his words, looking at the fresh bird droppings sliding down his shoulder, his face turned dark.
Si Lengyue chuckled and covered her mouth.
The old patriarch and others: "..."
This is a bit embarrassing.
Qin Liuxi stared at the innocent-looking five-colored bird and said quietly: "I think stewing it with the ginseng whiskers of small ginseng will definitely increase your longevity."
The five-colored bird was excited: I was so excited that I couldn't hold back my chrysanthemums, what?
Seeing Qin Liuxi extending his claws, it was so frightened that it fluttered Caiyu and flew away.
The old patriarch stepped forward with his cane and said: "Master, go and change into clean clothes first?"
Si Lengyue also said: "I also have a place to live in the valley, and I have left a few clothes. Where can I change?"
"No need." Qin Liuxi took out a talisman from his sleeve, drew a new talisman on the talisman and burned it. The wet bird droppings on his body had disappeared, and his clothes were as clean as if they had been washed.
Everyone's eyes were hot, and when they looked at Qin Liuxi's eyes, they were already a little more in awe.
No one in the Si family practices witchcraft, and other disciples have gone elsewhere, so most people in the village have never seen such magical powers.
Only the old patriarch felt more and more at ease. Qin Liuxilu was capable. He must be the noble son who the saintess said could break the blood curse.
The group of people walked up again.
Si Lengyue introduced to Qin Liuxi that the golden-domed building is the temple of the Wu clan. There is also a holy temple behind the temple, which worships the ancestors and direct disciples of the Wu clan.
There is also an altar in the valley, but it is at a higher place, which means closer to the sky.
Qin Liuxi looked around the valley and said, "There is still a faint golden aura in the valley. It must be the magic circle blessed by the witchcraft power of your ancestors."
Si Lengyue: "I can't hide it from you."
Qin Liuxi said: "This golden auspicious energy is already very weak. If it disappears..."
Si Lengyue understood what she meant. If she disappeared completely, then the Si family would no longer have protection, and everything they owned would fall apart if they were exterminated.
"If that's the case, that's the fate of our clan."
The Si family's sacrifice is a big one every ten years. This year is just a small sacrifice, not as grand as the big one, but it is still well-prepared and solemn.
When we arrived at the small square in front of the temple, there were many people among them. They were all valley keepers. Some came from the village, and there were also husbands who had been the head of the family. As long as they were willing, they could enter the valley to retire and guard the valley. However, after entering the valley, they could not Leaving the valley requires the consent of the family head and the old clan leader.
If there is a husband who doesn't want to, he can still live in the mortal world. Today, the oldest husband of Shougu is already seventy years old, and he can be regarded as Si Lengyue's great-grandfather.
Everyone looked at Qin Liuxi's arrival with fiery eyes. This was the noble son whom the Holy Lady predicted could pull the Si family out of the centuries-old blood curse.
Si Lengyue discussed the sacrifice with everyone, while Qin Liuxi walked into the temple. The decoration inside was not luxurious, but very simple and solemn. It was structured with a round sky and a square place. The dome was carved with exquisite paintings of wizards punishing evil spirits. There was a fist-sized pearl in the middle of the mural, and the walls were also painted with murals. Qin Liuxi looked at each one from the left and narrowed his eyes.
The Wu clan has a long history, and this chain of stories in the temple is the historical record of the origin of the Bai Wu Si family.
Qin Liuxi looked at it bit by bit, pieced together the story from the scenes in the painting, and finally pieced together a complete history of Si family witchcraft, from its origin to its decline, to the support of generations of female households, and then ended abruptly.
"If I can survive, I will definitely make up for it from here." Si Lengyue stood beside Qin Liuxi at some point, pointed at the unpainted wall, and said, "From here, rise again."
Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If I help, remember to draw me better."
Si Lengyue smiled: "Okay."
She led Qin Liuxi to the center of the temple, made a seal with her hands, pointed diagonally at the statue and said, "This is our clan's saint Si Qing."
Qin Liuxi looked at it and was surprised: "How come he looks so similar to you?"
"They all say that I am the reincarnation of the saint." Si Lengyue took sandalwood and lit it, held it in front of her eyebrows, bowed three times, inserted it in the incense burner, looked at the exquisite statue and said, "I don't know if I am reincarnated. , if so, how talented she is to be able to predict that I will meet you. But such a person died of a blood curse."
"No wonder the way the old patriarch looks at you always contains a trace of unknown complex emotions. He is nostalgic, loving and distressed, as if he is seeing someone through you. It turns out it is because of her."
Si Lengyue smiled lightly: "He has been brought up by the Holy Lady by his side since he was three years old. He has respect and admiration for the Holy Lady. Until her death, he has never left her for half a step. For the Holy Lady, The feelings are extraordinary."
Qin Liuxi understood that for the old patriarch, the saint was like his mother and her only belief.
Is it possible that he can live to this age because he is supported by this belief?
"Master, it's time to go to the holy temple to offer sacrifices." Wu Sang came forward and said respectfully.
Si Lengyue said to Qin Liuxi: "The holy temple does not allow outsiders to set foot in it. I will come as soon as I go? After the sacrifice, I will take you to see the manuscripts left by the saint. The cabinet over there is the historical records of our clan. , you can read it yourself."
Qin Liuxi said hello with a smile.
(End of chapter)
