"People who are sealed in a coffin by this curse will have great resentment, as long as they think about resolving this grievance, the curse will be eliminated naturally!"

When I heard this, my heart was half cold.

"This ...... This is easier said than done! What if the person in the coffin died for many years? ”

The old man smiled slightly: "Souls have no age, and it may be difficult, but this is the only way to break the curse!"

I scratched my scalp: "Then what can be done to resolve the grievances of the deceased?" Going to the grave? Burning paper money? Or ......"

The old man glanced at me with a puzzled look, probably not understanding what I meant.

That's when I realized, yes! Going to the grave and burning paper money only arose after the Qin and Han dynasties, and this time was 4,000 years ago.

"Well! A river sacrifice ceremony can be held, where three ducks and three chickens are sacrificed and the curse is taken back. The old man said lightly.

I thought, this method is too troublesome, the key is that the dragon is still alive at this time, theoretically, it is useless to sacrifice the river at this time. On second thought, yes! As long as I don't want to let the dragon take the initiative to dedicate himself, he will not be resentful - these two questions are the same answer.

When I think about it, I suddenly see it.

The old man didn't ask any more questions, turned to the side, took out a few things that looked like fruits from a few small baskets, and a few handfuls of things the size of a grain of rice from a few jars, and then put them in a clay bowl, mashed them with a stick, and turned to look at me: "Come!" After eating this, your body will recover faster! ”

Looking at the black slimy thing in the bowl, I swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva: "This is ......"

"You don't have to ask, the recipe is only available to the High Priest...... Let's eat it! ”

I nodded, knowing that if I wanted to survive in this environment, I had to have good physical strength, and I couldn't manage so much, so I used a wooden stick on one side as chopsticks, divided by two, and ate it all by pulling.

It tastes like papaya......

In front of the small hut, I chatted with the old man for more than an hour, only to feel a stream of heat gushing out from the lower abdomen, slowly delivered to every part of the body, along with this feeling, I obviously felt that my physical strength was rapidly recovering.

The old man was very talkative, and talked about many interesting things that happened in the Dongyi village, and their job was to move between these villages.

Consciously or unconsciously, I asked about Chilong and Chiyou.

The old man told me that Chilong and Chiyou are twins, so they were chosen as tribal leaders, and I understand that in this era of poor medical conditions, being pregnant with twins is almost equivalent to pronouncing death, and the safety of mothers and children is even rarer, so once there are twins who are born, and Muzi is safe, he will be regarded as the son of the river god, and naturally he will be taken very seriously.

The high priest was still in constant contact with the tribal chiefs, and the old man bluntly told me that although Chilong and Chiyou were born to the same mother, they had completely different personalities, that Chilong was righteous and Chiyou was insidious and aggressive, and that the brothers often quarreled over how to govern the tribe.

After much hesitation, I asked the old man, "Is there any way to approach the dragon alone?" ”

The old man looked me up and down suspiciously: "What do you want to do when you approach the leader of the dragon?" ”

"Save him!"

At this point, I simply explained that the Dragon Society took the initiative to treat itself as a "human sacrifice" in order to save the entire tribe, was nailed alive in a coffin, and later became a wronged soul.

The old man was dumbfounded.

"Who the hell are you?"

The old man's eyes widened again, and he looked me up and down. cruel

"It doesn't matter who I am, and you don't necessarily understand what I say...... The priority is to stop this from happening......"

The old man pondered for a moment and nodded: "If what you said is true, this matter will affect the fate of our entire clan, and it must be stopped." ”

I was overjoyed, and I was about to ask the old man if there was a good way, but he frowned again: "But what about this disease that has spread throughout the whole village?" If you take this as an excuse, I'm afraid it won't be easy to stop you......"

I understood what the old man meant, in fact, when Chi You was brought into the stone room that resembled the alchemy room, I had already guessed what the so-called plague was.

Conspiracy! Everything is a conspiracy of Chiyou!

"I can't help if I want to cure these people, but I should have a way to stop this plague!"

"Oh?" The old man opened his mouth slightly, "What do you do?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, I found it difficult to explain it to a primitive man four thousand years ago, so I simply smiled and said nothing.

When the old man saw that I didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more.

"So be it! According to the clan rule, our high priest has to report to the chief every once in a while, and I had planned to go tomorrow, then...... Then I'll go now! ”

What the old man meant was that he went to find out about the situation first, and he didn't fully believe me.

This is also human nature, and if you believe something unthinkable based on just a few words, then this high priest is too stupid.

I didn't dare to approach again, so I followed the old man, five hundred meters away from the entrance of the cave, and found a hidden place to hide.

With the last experience, I really didn't dare to approach it, so I had to observe the situation from a distance and act on the opportunity!

Hiding behind a pile of dirt, I took out a dozen detonators prepared by Hao Minyuan from my bag, and brought this thing in the past, but I didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

I discussed with the old man, no matter what news I asked, he would come out to meet me, who knew that after waiting for more than an hour, I didn't see him come out, I couldn't hold back, slowly went around to the edge of the bamboo forest, and re-chose a closer location to hide.

As soon as he hid, he saw several strong men carrying a rectangular object out of the hole.

When I looked closely, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

It was a headless corpse, but I recognized it at a glance from its size and clothes, it was the old man!

No wonder the old man never came out, this is being looked at.

Who did this to you? It must be Chiyou!

I just felt a chill in my body, and cold air was coming out of every pore.

For primitive society, the commonly used adjective is "Ru Mao drinks blood", and at this time I have a personal feeling. The high priest is also a character with status and status in the Dongyi tribe, but he didn't expect to be beheaded so easily.

There's something else that strikes me as odd.

This time, several strong men with the corpse of the old man were wearing a leopard-print animal skin robe and a pumpkin mask on their faces, which looked weird, and I think it might have something to do with the identity of them carrying the corpse!

Shock, fear, palpitations, sadness, guilt.

The old man was my savior, and he was beheaded because of me, and I felt sorry for him from the bottom of my heart.