Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

Walking out of the long and redundant road, you can see a valley, where wooden houses are scattered in a patchwork manner. At the highest point, there is a golden-roofed building. The sun shines on it, reflecting the dazzling golden light. There is a small waterfall on the mountain peak, the water splashes everywhere, the water vapor rises, there is a rainbow across it, and the clouds and mists that are about to disperse in the morning are surrounded. This scene is like a fairyland.

In the valley, there is no one walking around, it is like a forgotten paradise, silent for a hundred years, as if welcoming guests for the first time, there are flocks of birds chirping and fluttering in the valley.

How many chirps.

Qin Liuxi built a tent between her eyebrows, and something flew towards her against the light, colorful and with long tails.

When the bird flew close, it was clear that it was a colorful bird, with colorful feathers, a red beak, and a pair of eyes as bright as obsidian, which could make out a human figure.

The colorful bird flew around Qin Liuxi a few times, singing crisply, as if welcoming her, and finally, it boldly stopped on Qin Liuxi's shoulder, looking sideways at it.

The old patriarch was even more excited when he saw it, and said: "This is the five-colored bird, the sacred object of our Wu clan. It is colorful and hard to see at ordinary times. When you come, it will appear. It must welcome you."

Si Lengyue was also very surprised, and said: "In all these years, I have only seen it three times in total, all during the clan's great sacrifice."

Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "It can be seen that I am loved by everyone, and when the bird sees the bird, it..."

puff.

Qin Liuxi paused, looking at the pile of fresh bird droppings slipping down from his shoulder, his face darkened.

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-color bird, and quietly said: "I think that if you stew it with the ginseng's whiskers, eating it will definitely increase your lifespan."

The five-color bird was excited: I couldn't hold back the chrysanthemum in a moment of excitement, as for?
Seeing Qin Liuxi stretching out his claws, it was so frightened that it flapped its colorful feathers and flew away.

The old patriarch stepped forward with his cane and said, "Master, go change into clean clothes first?"

Si Lengyue also said: "I also have a residence in the valley, I left some clothes behind, can I change there?"

"No need." Qin Liuxi took out a talisman from his sleeve, drew a new anti-filth talisman on the talisman and burned it, the wet bird droppings on his body disappeared, and the clothes were as clean as they had been washed.

Everyone watched with eager eyes, and looked at Qin Liuxi's eyes with a little more awe.

No one in the Si family has practiced witchcraft, and other disciples have gone everywhere, so most people in the village have never seen such supernatural powers.

Only the old patriarch's heart became more and more at ease, Qin Liuxilu was capable, and he must be the noble son who could break the blood curse in the mouth of the saint.

A group of people went up again.

Si Lengyue introduced to Qin Liuxi that the building on the golden roof is the holy temple of the Wu clan, and there is also a holy temple behind the temple, which enshrines the ancestors and disciples of the Wu clan.

In the valley, there is another altar, but it is higher, which means it is closer to the sky.

Qin Liuxi looked at the valley, and said: "There is still a faint auspicious aura in the valley, it must be the magic circle blessed by the witch power of your ancestors."

Si Lengyue: "I can't hide it from your eyes."

Qin Liuxi said: "This auspicious aura is already very weak, if it disappears..."

Si Lengyue understood what she meant, if they disappeared completely, then the Si family would have no protection, not to mention the family, what they owned would fall apart.

"If that's the case, that's the fate of my family."

The sacrifice of the Si family is a big one every ten years, and this year it is just a small sacrifice, not as grand as the big one, but it is also 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 the people who guarded the valley. Go out of the valley, unless the head of the house and the old patriarch agree.

If there are any lords who don't want to, they can also die in the secular world. Today's Lord Shougu, the oldest of them is seventy years old, he can be regarded as the great-grandfather of Si Lengyue.

Everyone showed fiery eyes on Qin Liuxi's arrival. This is the noble son who the Holy Maiden predicted would pull the Si family out of the century-old blood curse.

Si Lengyue discussed with everyone about offering sacrifices, while Qin Liuxi walked into the temple. The decoration inside was not luxurious, but rather simple and solemn. The murals, there is a fist-sized pearl in the circle, the walls are also painted with murals, Qin Liuxi looked at them from the left, one by one, his eyes narrowed.

The Wu family has a long history and a long history, and this story chain in the temple is the history of the origin of the Bai Wusi family.

Qin Liuxi looked at the past bit by bit, and pieced together the story from the scenes in the painting, stunned to piece together a complete Si family witch history, from the origin to the decline, to the support of generations of female households, and it came to an abrupt end.

"If I can survive, I will make it up from here." Si Lengyue stood next to Qin Liuxi at some point, pointed to the part of the wall that was not painted, and said, "From here, rise again."

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If I helped you, remember to draw me better."

Si Lengyue smiled: "Okay."

She led Qin Liuxi to the center of the temple, made a seal with both hands, pointed at the statue sideways and said, "This is Si Qing, the saintess of our clan."

Qin Liuxi looked at it, surprised: "Why are you so similar?"

"They all say that I am the reincarnation of the saint." Si Lengyue took the sandalwood and lit it, held it in front of her eyebrows and worshiped three times, put it in the incense burner, looked at the exquisite statue and said: "I don't know if I am reincarnated or not." If so, then how talented she is, she can predict that I will meet you. But such a person died of a blood curse."

"No wonder I see the way the old patriarch looks at you. There is always a trace of mixed emotions that I don't understand. It is both nostalgic, loving and distressed, as if looking at someone through you. It turns out that it is because of her."

Si Lengyue smiled shallowly: "He has been brought up by the Holy Lady since he was three years old, and he has admiration and admiration for the Holy Lady. Until her death, he never left her for half a step. The feelings are naturally extraordinary."

Qin Liuxi understands that for the old patriarch, the saint is like his mother, and perhaps his only belief.

He can live to this age, is it not because of the support of this belief?
"Patriarch, 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: "No outsiders are allowed to set foot in the holy temple, so I'll come as soon as I go? After the sacrifice, I'll take you to see the letter left by the Holy Maiden. The cabinet over there is the historical records of our clan." , you can read one or two by yourself.”

Qin Liuxi smiled and said hello.