The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

Qu Tan'er's eyes lit up, "Patriarch, what have you seen above?"

The old patriarch hesitated, "Strictly speaking, I haven't seen it, but, by chance, I seem to have read it from the handwriting left by my ancestors."

The old patriarch's unintentional words reminded Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er at the same time.

To say that the Cloud Tribe is a mysterious tribe.

Obviously there is an ancestral hall, but it is hidden.

Obviously there are gods in the ancestral hall, but they are unwilling to appear in front of the clansmen to protect their descendants.

Moreover, from the mouths of the old man in the ancient temple and the god-slaying dragon, it is not difficult for them to know that this cloud tribe, which is now so weak, traces back to the origin of its ancestors, and it was once a prosperous bell and attracted the attention of the world.

For such a tribe full of ups and downs and full of mythology, what will be recorded in the letters they have passed down from generation to generation?Qu Tan'er was looking forward to this.

She unconsciously glanced at Mo Liancheng, who had already understood it, bowed slightly to the old patriarch, and asked, "Can you show us that handbook?"

Considering the kindness of Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er to the tribe, the old patriarch had no doubts, so he agreed. He told them to wait in the stone house for a while, then turned and left.

For this, Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er were very grateful.

The altar boss was also quite surprised.

Generally speaking, things handed down from ancestors are secret and cannot be easily revealed to outsiders.

The boss of the holy altar thought to himself, his eyes slipped past a certain woman, well, it seems that the girl's luck is still very good...

After a while, they waited until the old patriarch left and returned.

When the old patriarch returned, he was still leaning on a cane in one hand while holding a box in the other.

The things inside the box are a bit weird.

Qu Tan'er took a second look and found that it was somewhat similar to the playing cards of the earth.

The difference is that the playing cards are made of paper with different suits printed on them, while the cards that the old patriarch took out are made of animal bones, rectangular in shape, milky white in color, slightly yellowish, and have everything on them. No.

This is the letter handed down by the patriarch of the Cloud Tribe?

The old patriarch didn't say anything, and put aside the crutch that never left his hand, and he began to patiently stack hundreds of dominoes neatly on the stone table.

Mo Liancheng was pulled by Qu Tan'er and stood aside to watch.

Qu Tan'er looked at it for a while, turned his face, and asked softly: "Chengcheng, did you see anything?"

Mo Liancheng shook his head.

Qu Tan'er turned her head to look at the altar boss again.

The head of the altar was also focused on the dominoes on the stone table, and he also shook his head slightly when he met Qu Tan'er's questioning gaze.

However, that phantom stared at the dominoes placed on the table more and more neatly, imperceptibly revealing a kind of solemnity.

That is, a kind of gaze between the strong and the strong.

Although the altar boss didn't know what these dominoes were, he could feel an unfathomable aura of power through them. Presumably, the people who built them were definitely not ordinary people.

Soon, the patriarch arranged the dominoes on the entire stone table.

The old patriarch stared at the domino with a pious and serious expression. After a while, he raised his hand and made several gestures that they had never seen before. At the end of the final gesture, he quickly said a spell that they could not understand.

I saw hundreds of dominoes slowly rising into the air, lined up neatly and orderly, like soldiers waiting for the general to read.