This sentence of the traitor is too heavy and too obscure, but just three simple words are enough to explain a lot of problems.

At this point, a lot of things are gradually becoming clear.

Liu Mu seemed to have suddenly figured out some things, those things that Bai Yicong had tried to investigate, but his behavior was extremely obscure, and he didn't even want to reveal the clues. Those Bai Mu have been planning behind their backs for a long time, but I don't know who suddenly woke up, and they were pushed all the way. There are also those things that should have been properly hidden by the Wu Clan, but they were leaked invisibly, causing several forces to compete for each other, so that now a huge mystery has been laid.......

Everything has a source, and at this moment, the initial problem has finally been found.

The connection between the ancestors of the Bai family and the Wu clan, as well as the mysterious and mysterious treasures of the relict king, may be inseparable from the war between the Black Saintess and the White Saintess within the Wu Clan hundreds of years ago, and this is also the reason why the descendants of the various families are now reunited.

The Bai family, the He family, the Liu family.

Mocheng, Liuzhen, ancient temples, exotic lands, sacrifices, goddesses.......

There are also those clues that have not been dug up for the time being, and each one will only be confusing to take out alone, but when the secret of the Wu clan threads through it and fills in all those large blanks, everything will have a more reasonable explanation. As for the one hiding behind the scenes, all he did was to reintegrate the many helps, and then restore the appearance of the Wu clan in its heyday, and make up for what had long been broken in the cracks of history.

So, what did he spend so much effort for?

Between the lightning and the fire, Liu Mu's mind quickly had a clear idea, and the emotions in his eyes suddenly became sharp.

- Summoning the gods.

The people behind them have done so much, just to achieve the necessary conditions for summoning the gods, and to let the goddess of destruction come to the world again. Whether this is the end of fate, or a deeper involvement, whether it is the revenge of the resurgence of the lost civilization of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, or the eternal life that greedy people are striving for, no one can say for sure.

"So, is your betrayal of Liu Zhen because of the confrontation between the two holy women?"

And over there, it was Gu Qi's cold and nice voice that broke the silence.

"Yes, probably hundreds of years ago, there was a Black Saintess in the Wu Clan. Liu Nansheng nodded, and quickly continued, "The Black Saintess represents disaster, and from the moment she was born, she became a thorn in the eye of the high priest. The more people fear something, the more they will be affected by something, and it would be best if they could be solved in the bud, but the world is so easy...... Even the twelve concubines are extremely noble beings of the witch clan, and the high priest is responsible for taking care of them, guiding them, and even serving them, but he will not do anything disrespectful to them. What's more, the Black Saintess is a high-ranking saint within the Wu Clan.

It's so contradictory, it's like sleeping with a bomb in your hand every day.

Even if you know that this is a bomb, the slightest mistake will leave you with no bones, even if you are struggling day and night, struggling with repeated anxiety, fear and self-comfort, it can't change the fact that the black witch is growing up. And the coming-of-age ceremony eighteen years later is like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the Wu clan, which does not allow people to relax for a moment.

What can be done, these irresistible things are fate.

However, no amount of fear of the High Priest could stop the development of a given history. The appearance of the Black Witch Maiden is indeed a disaster, and it has indeed changed the fate of the people. At that time, the divisions within the Wu clan were very strong, even to the point of inextricability. Now that I think about it, it should be regarded as a contradiction accumulated over thousands of years, and it is long overdue to whitewash the peace. In fact, what is the revival of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, the acquisition of eternal life and eternal life, and even the belief in gods...... Gradually, they have been eliminated from the hearts of some people, and we just want to live our own lives, and it is enough to be plain. ”

Liu Nansheng's deep voice mixed with half a puff of smoke overflowed, and then it shattered into a sigh.

"These contradictions are so acute that they are only one ignition point away from their eventual eruption. So, hundreds of years ago, the war between the Black Saint and the White Saint was almost inevitable. What happened back then, our ancestors did not record it, but we fled from the south to the north, lived in seclusion in Liuzhen, and completely broke away from the Wu clan, and the Wu clan was divided into three. ”

"Wait, split into three?" Gu Qi quickly asked.

"Yes, that's right, it's divided into three. Liu Nansheng nodded, as if trying to remember something, "These things can be regarded as secrets in the clan, at that time, some people of the Wu clan ran north and came to settle down in the mountains in the northeast, because we were convinced that we could get rid of such a fate, and escaping was the best way out." There are also a small number of people who want to escape their fate, but they believe that only by serving the gods wholeheartedly can they be forgiven by the gods, and this is the final liberation......"

"Then where did they go?" Liu Mu frowned slightly.

"I don't know about that, there are no differences in the way, let alone differences of opinion between the traitors and the traitors. No one knows where they went, perhaps they had been freed from the original sin they were born with, and had attained true liberation, or they had become a second Witch Clan, entangled in an endless fate. No matter how bad it is, it's just like the people of our Liuzhen, who have struggled for so many years, and they are still stuck in fate and can't get out. ”

"Okay, I already know the general situation. ”

Liu Mu's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze stopped on Liu Nansheng's face, as if he wanted to distinguish his true heart from those feelings full of pain. But in fact, there is no need to distinguish between these, and in the face of huge oppressive forces, the vast majority of people do not have the strength to lie anymore.

When Liu Nansheng regarded these two sudden strangers as the last sustenance, it also verified his honesty from a certain angle, and those words were all true truths.

But in just a few seconds, Liu Mu withdrew his gaze, he lazily leaned back on the sofa, and opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"Uncle Liu, then let me ask one last question, what happened to the sacrifice that happened two years ago, and what did the man with the silver carved mask do?"

"What happened two years ago, no, no...... To be precise, it all started twenty years ago. ”

Hearing Liu Mu's questioning, Liu Nansheng frowned, trying his best to suppress the trembling of his fingertips.

The sacrifice in Liuzhen has always been a rule, and it has lasted for I don't know how many years, and there has never been a big fork. Back then, the big guy desperately escaped from the Wu village, thinking that this was the beginning of a new life, and paid the price of blood for it. But they are still too naïve after all, if they can change those terrible fates by fleeing the Wu Clan, how can the shadow left by the gods hang over the Wu Clan for so many years?

After settling in Liuzhen, a small number of the Wu clan discovered this terrible cycle of death.

- But in just eighteen years, the High Priest has returned.

Then, a new generation of twelve concubines and saints were born, and the fate of the cycle was still repeating, their souls and bodies were firmly locked in this deep mountain range, the only difference was that the location changed from the Wu village to Liuzhen.

It wasn't until that time that the village chief of Liuzhen felt flustered.

Why is the course of events different from what the Black Saints said, shouldn't all this be completely over?

They have given up so much and given so much, how come they still haven't gotten rid of the entanglement of fate?

But no one has anything but to be forced to accept fate.

After a long period of time, the villagers of Liuzhen lived a very difficult life, they lost their identity as Wu clansmen, and they had to be forced to abide by the things left by their ancestors, even if they wanted to get rid of their fate, they didn't know what to do. Therefore, they can only survive for generations to worship the Dragon Maiden Temple.

Until, the arrival of that woman.

"That was twenty years ago, and I had only recently become the village chief...... Hey, I've been confessed to you to this extent, and I don't mind saying more. That's why you found me today, and if you ask others, you won't be able to ask so much. The people of the village only believe in the gods, but the secret about the continuation of the Wu clan is known only to the village chiefs of the past generations. ”

Liu Nansheng knocked on the cigarette stick, and his cloudy eyes looked into the distance unconsciously, as if he was recalling something through the layers of spilled smoke, and his emotions became deeper.

It was a summer night with heavy rain all night, and the roads in Liuzhen were already dilapidated and muddy, and the villagers were all nestled in their homes, and they didn't even bother to open the door.

In summer, it is obviously too hot and humid not to open the windows, but if you open the closed doors and windows a little, the air will be filled with the fishy smell of the rainy season, and the air will also be scattered in the house, mixed with excessive water vapor, and the slightest wisps of water invade the nose. The small dilapidated house with too poor living conditions was overloaded by heavy rain overnight, and the eaves of the house in disrepair were soaked with rainwater, and copper basins were placed on the ground to catch the intermittent dripping water from the roof of the shed.

"Hey, if it rains like this for a few more days, the roof will collapse. ”

Before Liu Nansheng could sigh a few words, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The visitor was a very beautiful woman, dressed in a black dress and holding a black umbrella, as if she had melted into the night, but she was not stained with dust, and the storm on the road was not enough to defile her. She is so beautiful, but so weak. Anyone could tell that her face was not good-looking, with morbid delicacy and paleness.

But she is so amazing, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to describe her in all the beautiful words in the world.

In front of the extreme beauty, Liu Nansheng was almost speechless. I don't know how long it took for him to barely squeeze out a sentence.

"Who are you......"

"I am the one who has come to put an end to your fate. ”

The woman took the umbrella and stood at the door, just responding simply.

When she said these words, her eyes were calm with moonlight, and behind her was the endless wind and rain.