"If I guess correctly, you should have been poisoned."
Jiang Yaoqing's voice was deep, and when she raised her head, she saw a flash of panic in Linchi Liu's eyes.
"Don't be afraid," Jiang Yaoqing seemed to see her childhood self in Linchi Liu, and her voice became softer unconsciously, "I won't die for a while."
Linchiliu felt that he was not comforted, but he still said dryly: "Is there any way to eliminate this poison?"
If he remembered correctly, this type of Gu would be taken out of the dungeon.
If you don't solve it in the copy, you will suffer from it for the rest of your life.
Jiang Yaoqing: "It's very simple, find the poisoner."
Linchi Liu's eyes lit up: "Tang Mian."
Jiang Yaoqing nodded and helped Linchi Liu stand up: "Don't worry, I am your captain now. As long as I am alive, I will not let you take this thing out of the copy."
"Be more careful and try to avoid physical contact or eye contact with Tang Mian when you see her."
Jiang Yaoqing said, "Sophia, you too."
Sophia nodded quickly.
"The characteristics on Xiaochi's body are quite obvious. It should be due to his physical constitution."
Jiang Yaoqing put on the coat handed over by Jiang Yubai: "Let's go to the temple now."
Everyone present had a general understanding of their bodies, and they were much less afraid than before.
The temple is a little lower than where everyone is standing now.
While rushing on the road, Jiang Yaoqing clicked on the system bracelet, preparing to check the system rewards released by the system after completing the first ceremony.
A clue reward about the main quest.
[Live broadcast room name: Crying Theory No. 1]
[Team: God-level reserve team]
[Current identity: newspaper reporter (chief of the witchcraft burial team)]
[Medal status: good]
[Current number of viewers: 210,000]
[Current ranking (college broadcast): 287]
[Points for this live broadcast: 350 (including audience rewards)]
[Display title: Tear Messenger (Blue) - Status: Available]
[Main mission: Conduct a witchcraft burial (0/1)]
[Current Guidance Mission 4: Lead your team members through the second night without casualties]
[Half corpse*1 (to be viewed)]
[Main mission*1 (to be viewed)]
Jiang Yaoqing clicked on the last message.
[The main task note has been opened]
[Clue 1: Secrets are buried deep underground, where suspicion and betrayal are hidden]
Secrets buried deep underground...
This meaning is very simple. It should refer to the last part of the first ceremony that they did not participate in.
According to this statement, they will most likely need to go underground in the next few days.
As for the second half of the sentence, there is suspicion and betrayal hidden there...
Jiang Yaoqing has two guesses.
First, he tentatively understood that there might be something underground that could confuse people's minds, otherwise it would be impossible for 'suspiciousness and betrayal' to appear inexplicably.
Second, this sentence may mean that such a scene has happened underground before. As for who it happened to, and why they became jealous and betrayed, that is a story for another day.
Hiding their thoughts deep in their hearts, they quickly arrived outside the gate of the mountain temple.
The door is wooden.
It's dry, with cracked lines on it. If you smell it closely, you can smell a vague fishy odor.
"I have some doubts. Will the villagers of Changyuan Village really come here to worship?"
Sophia said out of curiosity: "If they really believed in the mountain god, they wouldn't have allowed the mountain temple to be ruined like this."
Jiang Yaoqing used her spiritual power with one hand and touched the wooden door, feeling ashes in her hand.
"They only care about their own life and death," Jiang Yaoqing said. "When the mountain god was furious five years ago, they were no longer followers of the mountain god."
"As for those who come to worship the mountain god, who among you can ensure that they are really worshiping, or are they going to the mountain to do something else?"
Jiang Yao replied to Sophia's words in a low voice.
Jiang Yubai and Lu Xingye pushed open the door, and with a "squeak", a strong putrid smell came out.
Jiang Yaoqing looked for it with a flashlight. The spider web at the crack of the door was still in a state of being disconnected.
Jiang Yubai lit a cluster of flames with his fingertips and burned the spider web to nothing.
Half of the wooden door is hanging in the air, and the other half is about to fall. The half that can't fall is barely hanging in the door frame.
Entering the door, the road is paved with white stones, with withered pines and cypresses on both sides. There are some ancient bronzes on the platform, which have accumulated a layer of dust.
The mottled stone platform is engraved with the five characters "Qingfeng Langyue Xin".
Entering from the path is an open space with a dilapidated pond. This should be the pond that Jiang Yaoqing and the others just saw.
The temple is very quiet. Although the surrounding vegetation is decayed and withered, it is not difficult to see that there must have been endless incense in the past.
There is a dead towering old tree beside the pond, but the road inside is entirely paved with bluestones. The building is antique, with bronze wind chimes hanging from the corners of the eaves, swaying softly back and forth.
On the side of the pond is the first hall you encounter when entering the temple.
The red tiles have long been in tatters, and the white walls are mottled with black stains. It is dignified and solemn, but half of the three big characters "Mountain Temple" mentioned above have fallen off.
The door was rotten and the frame was loose, as if it might collapse at any moment.
Jiang Yubai stretched out his hand and pushed it. The entire door frame creaked and trembled in mid-air, like the shaking legs of an old man.
"I don't even dare to touch this door."
Jiang Yubai took back his hand and shined the flashlight on the window.
"This window is not flattering either."
There were many holes in the paper windows, and the wind blew back and forth between the inside and outside, bringing out a gloomy musty smell.
"Go in and take a look before we talk."
Jiang Yaoqing stretched out her hand and gently pushed the door open a small gap. Jiang Yaoqing, who was choked by the wind and dust raised inside, took a step back, covered her face and coughed twice.
"It's really a bit disrespectful."
Squeezing in through the gap, Jiang Yaoqing turned to the light and her eyes immediately stopped at the center of the mountain temple.
That should be the place where the statue of the god was originally placed.
But now I don’t know where the statue has gone, leaving only an empty curtain and messy curtains, with a painting of the statue hanging in front of the curtain.
Can't see clearly what's on it.
Especially the face of God, from Jiang Yaoqing's sight, it was only blurry.
In front of the statue is an altar covered with spider webs.
One of the legs of the altar table was missing, and there was still an incense burner on the table, with only a few ashes left inside.
"This mountain god is quite pitiful. He is a god in Changyuan Village, but he can only receive a few steamed buns as offerings."
Jiang Yubai said, "If He wasn't angry, I would be angry."
I saw two broken bowls in the middle of the altar, each with a corner missing, and moldy steamed buns inside.
