Chapter 986 Ascension to the Altar

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Jingzhou.

Ruined village of ancient Yaju.

The hundreds of acres of lush mulberry trees in the village were now infected with black spot disease. The leaves were covered with large and small spots. The mulberry fruits that were supposed to be harvested in a month had cracks. , the dark green liquid dripped to the ground, and the entire Lingmulberry Garden was enveloped with a smell of decay.

The tribesmen and their whole family have been kneeling in front of the temple for three days and three nights, devoutly hoping that the god will appear and bless them.

In the temple.

First enter the main hall.

Rows of old people were lying on the crossbars. The old people were groaning in pain. Even if they were illuminated by divine light, they were aging faster. Fu Meier brought a basin of five-color soup and medicine out of the small kitchen on the west side. Miao Zhu quickly took it and distributed it to the other totem warriors working in the temple. They fed it to the old man in the bed one by one. After drinking the medicine, the old man groaned slowly. After taking a rest, their aging speed also slowed down.

The totem warriors saw that their people were getting better.

A smile finally appeared on his face:

"Mei'er, the prescription is effective and our tribe can be saved."

The oldest totem warrior.

He is Meier's cousin.

Looking at Mei'er, there was hope in her eyes:

"Mei'er, look, can you think of another way to save the hundreds of acres of mulberry trees outside? This is the hard work of our ancestors for more than a hundred years, and it cannot be destroyed in our hands."

"Yes, Mei'er, you are now a third-level great witch, so you definitely have a way."

"That's right, that's right. For more than a hundred years, Mei'er has been the one with the highest talent in witchcraft among our clan. You will definitely be able to think of a way."

These flattering words could not wipe away the sadness on Fu Meier's face. She gave a few words to the totem warriors to go to the second hall to find her immediately if something happened. She turned around and left worriedly, and entered the second entrance of the temple through the corner door.

Enter the main hall secondly.

Sanbo was kneeling on the futon, motionless.

He clasped his hands together and recited something devoutly. Suddenly his body began to tremble, and blood seeped out from his mouth, nose, and ears quickly!

"Third Uncle!!"

Fu Meier, who had just walked in, saw this scene.

Startled.

She walked a few steps quickly and stepped forward to lift up San Bo who was lying on the ground. She stretched out her hand to wipe away the blood on San Bo's face. She chanted a spell in her mouth. A witching light came from the center of San Bo's eyebrows. San Bo suddenly took a heavy breath. , suddenly woke up and turned around.

His right hand held Fu Meier tightly.

There was a strong look of fear in his eyes. After becoming the Witch Queen, the third uncle had always been as steady as a mountain in front of others. Fu Meier was frightened by his reaction and her voice trembled:

"Third uncle, what did you see in the divine light?"

"Curse! There is a powerful curse against our Fu family. If it cannot be resolved within three days, no one in our family can escape. They will die at the end of their lives. The source of this curse, I feel that it is thicker than blood. The water should come from my descendants, but the strange thing is that Shiyi told me that none of my descendants have spiritual qualifications, so how can they withstand that powerful curse?"

After San Bo was shocked.

The mind is working rapidly.

Today.

They need to find a solution as quickly as possible.

"Mei'er, let the totem warriors guard the temple. We need to open the altar to practice."

"yes!"

Fu Meier took the order and turned around and walked out of the hall.

In the temple, in addition to her being a third-level great witch, there are three first-level minor witches and ten wizard apprentices. Raising the altar requires the assistance of all young witches and wizard apprentices.