mess with bad gods

Chapter 13 The Holy Maiden's Residence
Su Xiaoluo paused, turned around and grinned: "Let's listen."

Mu Zijin looked at her calculating expression, and then realized that this girl is not hard-hearted, but just wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get some cheap things.After thinking it over, he couldn't help but smile for a while.

The poor patriarch's old bones were terrified by her. Who knows if she will leave and come again in the next hundred years, and whether the ancient realm will still exist at that time.Hearing her question like this, I also sweated in my heart. If I can give her a look, do I still have to leave?Suddenly, I wondered if the smiling woman was the unsmiling saintess recorded by her ancestors.

The patriarch led the way, walked out of Shijing Cave and went deep into the dense forest.The more you walk in, the more jagged the ancient trees become, with intertwined branches covering the sky and the sun, and you can vaguely discern the path under your feet.

It was already evening at this time, Su Xiaoluo, who was only wearing a tulle skirt, couldn't help but feel cold, and goose bumps began to appear on her arms.Helpless, now that he has lost all his mana, he can't even take out a piece of clothing from the Qiankun bag to avoid the cold, so he can only keep rubbing his arms to get a moment of warmth.Although Mu Zijin and Pao Pao had also been banned in cultivation, they were not mortal bodies after all, and the cold and heat of the world had no effect on them at all.The patriarch is a person who lives here and has long been accustomed to the temperature here.

Mu Zijin was originally walking beside Su Xiaoluo, and accidentally caught a glimpse of her breathing into her palm, so she naturally asked, "What's the matter, is it cold?"

Su Xiaoluo covered her face with her hands, and complained: "Aren't you all cold? If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't do any good, and I will suffer the cold in vain."

Unexpectedly, he felt a burst of warmth, it turned out that Mu Zijin took off his outer shirt and put it on Su Xiaoluo's body.The bright red in the daytime is just a dark red in the dense forest. Su Xiaoluo looked at Mu Zijin who was only wearing his underwear. Although he was still dressed in red, he had lost the arrogance that made people dare not look directly at him for too long during the day. more accessible.She tightened the coat she wore around her body, turned her head and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

The girl's voice was exceptionally soft, even though there were no ripples in her heart, she felt very comfortable. Finally, Mu Zijin couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and her undetected smile was no longer as stiff as before: "No need."

Pao Pao felt that the atmosphere between the master and Mu Zijin was weird, but he couldn't say what was wrong.Seeing Mu Zijin take off her clothes for her master to wear, she had long wanted to do that, but unfortunately the clothes cut by Su Xiaoluo's magic power were only as long as her arm.He had to give Mu Zijin this opportunity to invite credit for nothing, and when he heard the master thanked him, he felt aggrieved in his heart, but he could only hum inwardly and let it go.

The sky was getting darker day by day, and no one spoke anymore, only the occasional sound of stepping on dead branches under their feet.The road is becoming less and less visible. It was just piled up with dead branches before, but now it has begun to be entwined with vines.After being scratched several times by the barbs on the vine, Su Xiaoluo couldn't help asking the patriarch who was still walking: "Hey, old man, how long do we have to go?"

The patriarch pushed aside the thick vines in front of him, revealing a stone wall, turned his head and bowed deeply to Su Xiaoluo again: "My lord saint, this is it."

Su Xiaoluo heard the words and took a closer look. Various patterns were engraved on the stone wall, such as flying immortals, dancing fairies, and birds flying in the clouds.And all the patterns are all around the high platform in the middle. There is only one seat on the high platform. The seat is carved very delicately, especially the butterfly logo on the back of the chair, which is so lifelike that it will fly out at any time.

Su Xiaoluo stared at the butterfly for a long time, the inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in her heart again, she couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and when she felt that it was just a carving on the stone wall, she suddenly came back to her senses.The confusion in her eyes gradually faded, and she looked at the patriarch: "What is this place?"

"This is your former residence. Since you disappeared, this place has been listed as a forbidden place by the successive patriarchs to prevent others from intruding and offending. In the blink of an eye, the clansmen who guarded here have passed away one after another, and this place has become the mouth of every patriarch. The secret passed down from generation to generation is waiting for your return. This old man is lucky in this life, and when he sees you return, he follows the precepts of his ancestors and brings you here."

"It means that even if I don't ask, you will bring me here?" Su Xiaoluo suddenly realized that she thought she was smart but was played by this old man, and she was a little angrily for a while.

"I hope that the Holy Maiden will forgive me." Seeing that Su Xiaoluo was dissatisfied, the patriarch quickly bowed his head and pleaded guilty, "The ancient realm was created by you, and I don't know what the Holy Maiden wants, and I have nothing to hand over To you. This is the only place where your things are kept, so they can only be returned to their original owners.”

"Okay." Su Xiaoluo didn't bother to worry so much, "Then you have to tell me how to get in?"

"Only the saintess can enter here. It was recorded by the ancestors that if you come back here and lose your memory, you can use your blood to drip on the butterfly on the stone wall."

"Aren't you not sure if I'm a real saint, so you brought me here on purpose and said that you want to give me something, but it's just to test me?" Su Xiaoluo looked like she didn't think I was stupid, and pointed at the patriarch. Nose said, "If there are really important things inside, how could you leave this place barren like this?"

"How dare this old man lie to you!" Even if he really doubted it before, he can't admit it now, the patriarch quickly explained, "Your Majesty doesn't know that you once set up an enchantment here. For several generations of guardians, my generation and other tribes could not enter here at all. Until a hundred years ago, this enchantment collapsed with cracks. It is inevitable that some tribesmen did not know the severity of the offense, so they concealed it from the tribe, so no one was sent to clean it Pass."

Su Xiaoluo rolled her eyes in her heart, she hated hearing these trifles the most, if she had known earlier she would not have asked so many questions.After delaying for so long, I don't know when I can go out. This world is really not fun at all.

"Bring the knife." Su Xiaoluo proudly lifted up his sleeves to reveal his smooth arms, and shouted at the patriarch while gesturing.

"My lord saint, one drop is enough..." Seeing Su Xiaoluo slashing his wrists and spilling blood, the patriarch reminded him in a cold sweat, why does it seem so heroic to do something small.

"Oh." Su Xiaoluo retracted her arms, pulled out the hairpin from her head, and her black hair fell out immediately.She looked around.I still think the hairpin is too thick.He glanced at the top of Mu Zijin's head, and after he realized it, he had already got his silver hairpin, which was small and delicate, with a sharp head.

Mu Zijin helplessly brushed away the long hair that was scattered in front of his eyes, looking at Su Xiaoluo who also had loose hair, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Su Xiaoluo pricked the index finger of his left hand with a silver hairpin, and blood beads came out quickly.She threw her hairpin to Mu Zijin, and said solemnly: "What kind of silver hairpin do you use as a man, just use this wooden hairpin. I'll give it to you. You don't need to thank me."

Of course, Su Xiaoluo didn't use her own hairpin because it was too thick, but because the wooden hairpin needed a certain ability to pierce her fingers.Then by the way, he fell in love with the silver hairpin with bamboo leaves carved on the tail of Mu Zijin's head, that's all...

Before Mu Zijin could speak, she pressed her finger to the butterfly.The blood stains slowly penetrated into the butterfly's body as if consciously, and the originally colorless butterfly gradually turned into an alternating red and white appearance.

Su Xiaoluo retracted her finger, the butterfly was still deepening its color until it turned blood-like red.

Then it started flapping its wings.

(End of this chapter)