Chiyou!

The swordsman didn't hear what the old man said clearly, and his entire mind was occupied by the word Chi You. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the swordsman was in Taoyuan Village, he had heard Village Chief Tan and others talk about Chiyou's resurrection and rebellion thousands of years ago. caused chaos in the Three Realms, and the lives were devastated. He is the first fierce god in the world.

At that time, the swordsman was like listening to a mythical story, but he didn't expect to see the real statue of Chi You today.

The swordsman wanted to ask the old man where he was, but he was suddenly horrified to find that he couldn't make a sound. It's as if the whole body doesn't listen to itself. Then he heard the nice voice again.

"Prajna was born in the clan, and received an oracle from the great god Chiyou to become the holy daughter of our Jiuli branch, and I am very grateful in my heart. Now that the great god of Chiyou has a call, Praruo naturally does not dare to disobey. Prajna is willing to go to the front line and be a pawn of the great god of Chiyou. ”

The swordsman was horrified to hear the voice coming from his own mouth, but he swore that these words were definitely not from him.

When the old man heard Pranya say this, he turned around and looked at her with complicated eyes. didn't say anything for a long time, and finally sighed heavily, waved his hand, and said.

"You go back and prepare first, and you will set off early tomorrow morning to lead the sacrifices of our tribe to help the great god Chiyou. ”

"Yes, Prajna retired. ”

Prajna bowed to the statue, then to the old patriarch and the strangely dressed priests, before turning and leaving the temple.

The swordsman felt that since he entered the temple, this body was out of his control, and he could only watch what this Prajna girl did.

Then the swordsman's gaze followed the girl back to a small grass hut. The whole village except for the temple that was built in a slightly more decent way. Most of the other houses were as simple as the one in which Prajna lived.

When the girl returned to her little grass hut, she sat on the stone bench and looked at the wall in a daze. For a long time, until the sun began to sink in the west. Pranya stood up and packed up a few clothes, and there wasn't much left, just a few dresses. And the swordsman noticed that these dresses were all pink.

"Prajna. Are you there?"

At this time, an old voice suddenly came from outside. The swordsman heard it, and the voice was the old patriarch he had seen in the temple this afternoon.

Sure enough, it was the old patriarch who walked in from outside the door.

"Patriarch, do you have anything to explain to me?"

Prajna asked with a bow.

"Well, are you still angry with your grandfather, after all these years, you won't call me grandpa, this old man?"

The old patriarch opened his mouth, but the words he said made the swordsman stunned. Grandpa? This old patriarch turned out to be Prajna's grandfather?

"Patriarch, if you have anything, just say it. ”

Prajna didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue, but said directly.

"Alas, I have asked the high priest to take more care of you along the way, Prajna, don't blame grandpa, grandpa also has a hard time. ”

The old patriarch sat down lightly and said with a sigh.

"Back then, the Great God of Chiyou fought with Emperor Yan, and your father and mother were all killed in that battle. I'm heartbroken, too. They are not only your father, but also my son and daughter-in-law. Pity my old bones and I'm going to die. ”

The old patriarch sighed.

The swordsman was silent. He couldn't speak, so he just listened quietly. According to what the old man said, now that Chiyou is still alive, he seems to have inexplicably broken into the world thousands of years ago. Maybe you'll be able to learn some of the secrets.

"On the day you were born, auspicious weather fell from heaven, and the last high priest of the tribe specially divined a fortune for your birth. The hexagram shows that you are the saint chosen by the great god Chiyou. Your mother didn't believe it, and the old man specially begged the high priest to do two hexagrams. But hexagrams. The high priest also lost three years of his life for this. Alas, the old man doesn't want to believe it, but it's all fate. Everything we have today is given by the great god Chiyou. We should obey the oracle of the great god Chiyou. ”

The old patriarch continued.

"Later, when the Great God of Chiyou fought with Emperor Yan, it was supposed to be you, the Holy Maiden, who led the priests of the clan to help. But you were too young at the time, and your father didn't want you to take the risk, so I went to the front instead of you. I didn't expect it... This is all fate, it is also glorious for them to die together with thousands of warriors of our Jiuli clan for the great god Chiyou. It's just that it's hard for our grandparents and grandchildren. Your father and mother are gone, leaving only the two of us old and young. ”

As the old patriarch spoke, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Prajna was silent and didn't say anything. Just stood quietly.

"Now that Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang are contacting other tribes to prepare to fight together against the Great God of Chiyou, it will inevitably be another protracted war. Now you've grown up. We are the only ones left in our family, and there is no one to go out in your place. So Prajna, you can only go. If you can, grandpa is willing to go on the expedition for you, but grandpa is not qualified. ”

Speaking of this, the old patriarch's voice was already faintly crying.

The swordsman was silent, he seemed to be able to feel that the old man's heart was bleeding, first his son and daughter-in-law died on the battlefield, and now his only granddaughter may also follow in the footsteps of her father, and the old man is likely to experience another tragedy of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

The swordsman had never experienced a real war, but that didn't stop him from understanding the old man's mood right now.

The old man chattered and chattered for a long time, all of which were about asking for warmth and telling things that needed attention. It was those things over and over again, but the old man was tireless in repeating them over and over again. The concern in the words can be clearly heard by anyone.

"Well, it's getting late, and the old man is a little nagging today. If you cook something to eat, then rest early, and get up early tomorrow morning to go. Grandpa won't send you. ”

Seeing that it was already dark outside, the old patriarch took one last look at his granddaughter, who bowed her head and was silent, and stood up and prepared to walk out the door.

"Grandpa, stay and eat. ”

Prajna suddenly raised his head and said.

"Huh, what did you say?"

The old patriarch looked back in disbelief and asked.

"Grandpa stay and eat. Prajna will make you the last meal. ”

Prajna spoke a little louder and said it again. Then I went out and got ready to cook.

"Hey, good, good. ”

The old patriarch said three good words in a row, and his voice trembled. The swordsman was afraid that he would faint again if he was excited.