The Lord of Ghost

The half-human, half-insect high priest was lying on the high platform. His skin and flesh had become loose, with layers of wrinkles, and he had entered the stage of old age.

From the oral description of others, Mo Li learned that the half-human, half-insect in front of him had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Tens of thousands of years? Mo Li once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

As for what the high priest said, he was also surprised.

"I peeked into the mist of heaven, pushed away the obstacles, and found that the future of our clan was hidden in a crimson fire..."

Fire?

Could it be that the ancient Vermillion Bird was not dead?

Mo Li frowned, if what the high priest saw was correct.

Of course, all this had nothing to do with him.

After the high priest finished speaking, the crowd began to stir, and discussions came one after another.

Mo Li looked around the sacrificial hall, which was supported by ancient stone pillars, and the walls were carved with several continuous and dilapidated murals: it seemed to be a person chasing the glimmer of light flying in front.

Mo Li didn't know what the murals meant, so he asked the girl in a low voice.

"Oh, you mean the murals."

"That's the ancestor of humanity, and what we're looking for is the hope Gu that represents hope."

Hope Gu?

Mo Li still didn't understand "hope".

While wondering, Mo Li noticed that the man he had met before looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, and then walked up to an old woman and said something.

For some reason, Mo Li felt something was wrong.

His intuition told him that he had to leave quickly.

"Hey, where are you going! Wait for me!"

The girl found Mo Li walking out of the crowd, so she hurried to catch up.

Mo Li: "Is there any way to leave the Worm Valley?"

The girl wondered: "Why do you want to leave the Worm Valley for no reason?"

Mo Li couldn't explain it to him, but he knew that he needed to leave quickly.

Feeling the little spiritual energy left in his body, to be honest, he was not sure.

Mo Li found that although this place was no different from the primitive tribes outside, the strange thing was that he couldn't absorb even a trace of spiritual energy.

It was like an independent little world, completely isolated from the outside world.

"Have you ever been out in the outside world?" Mo Li suddenly stopped and stared at the girl's eyes seriously.

"No... no."

"The outside world is wonderful. I don't belong here, and you don't belong here either!"

"Don't you want to go out and see?"

Indeed, the girl's age is always full of fantasy imaginations of the unknown and the passionate exploration of new things. Mo Li's words touched her.

"But... but our Gu Master..."

"Oh, why are you bleeding from your nose..." The girl suddenly pointed at his nose when she was halfway through the words.

Mo Li frowned and wiped it subconsciously with his hand, but found that the blood flowing from his nose was black, covered with white insect eggs.

"You are poisoned."

"When?" Mo Li was surprised. He didn't even know when he was poisoned. It was completely unnoticed.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and he fell down with a plop.

This was the third time he fainted since he entered the Worm Valley.

However, this time he didn't wake up for a long time.

…………

“No, he is my medicine man!”

“I don’t agree!”

“Youmeng, don’t be so willful. Planting the life Gu is a mistake.”

“I don’t care. The life Gu has been planted. If he dies, I will die too.” The girl said stubbornly.

“It doesn’t matter. The life Gu has been planted for a short time and can be taken out safely.” The old woman was very calm.

“I don’t want it!” The girl refused desperately.

Because she knew that the people planted with the soul-inducing Gu were all dying people in the clan. If nothing unexpected happened, her medicine man should be the mother-in-law who treated her gently.

She couldn’t accept turning her mother-in-law who had raised her for decades into a medicine man without emotions.

Although her Gu power would change drastically at the moment of refining the medicine man, she didn’t want this kind of power.

“Youmeng, stop making trouble. He is too weak and is not suitable for being refined into a medicine man. And this is the order of the high priest. The high priest needs his body.”

“High priest? But isn’t the high priest…?” The girl was puzzled. She remembered that the high priest was dying.

"Youmeng, grandma knows that he is your first medicine man, and you are reluctant to let him go. But his body is very special. There is no soul living in it, just like a living corpse, and this "corpse" full of vitality can allow the high priest to live again."

"For the survival of our tribe, please stop making trouble, okay?"

The old woman did not get angry because of the girl's unreasonable behavior, and still patiently persuaded her.

The girl was silent. On one side is the continuation of the tribe, and the importance of the high priest is self-evident. On the other side is an insignificant outsider, and how to choose is self-evident.

Afterwards, the girl and Mo Li untied the connection of the life Gu, and Mo Li's body was transported to a secret room.

Before leaving, the girl took a look at Mo Li who had been unconscious for a long time. She knew that Mo Li would soon be soaked in venom and then fed with worm eggs. Under the special environment, his limbs would degenerate and his legs would merge. At the same time, his internal structure would undergo earth-shaking changes. Gradually, he would become like the high priest, with a huge, maggot-like body in the lower half and only a human head left in the upper half.