A very inconspicuous black stone was placed in the box like that, except for a layer of embroidered silk cloth embroidered with patterns under the black stone, Yu Siqi never saw anything else in the box that could catch his attention.

Reaching in and picking up the stone, Yu Siqi noticed that although the stone looked very ugly, it felt unexpectedly good.

Especially when he held it in his hand, the wonderful feeling coming from his fingertips, the indescribable 'pleasure', almost made him 'fall in love'. I don't know how long it was, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was a few hours, and Yu Siqi, who came back to his senses, realized that the situation was wrong. However, when he moved his gaze to his hand, he found that the black stone he had held in his hand was gone, replaced by a broken nameplate in the middle of his palm. If you look closely, you can see that the word 'sheng' is written on it in Lameriani script.

Yu Siqi, who hadn't found any strange use for it for the time being, was a little concerned about why the black stone had become a nameplate, but now he was actually more concerned about what kind of words it would be if it was spelled out completely. After all, it is necessary to be able to reveal useful information for him.

Do you want to find the other lost nameplates here? When Yu Siqi put it in his pocket, he thought about it casually. It's not impossible, anyway, I'm worried about missing a right goal right now. With such a tentative direction, there is no particular obstacle to his actions themselves, but it is impossible to say whether it will be more suitable.

After figuring it out, Yu Siqi left the burned house and climbed into the courtyard next door along the gap, and he found that he seemed to have come to a place with a strong religious atmosphere.

The trees behind the high walls were surrounded by hand-rubbed hemp ropes, and bells and charms hung from the ropes. In the middle of the courtyard there is a large diameter well, with statues on the left and right sides of the well, and on the left is a very tall man holding a large plate in both hands. The one on the right is a woman, and she is pointing to the well with a holy and solemn face.

Looking at this statue of unknown meaning, Yu Siqi only stopped for a moment before walking inside. He pushed open the heavy door and was greeted by an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time. Although there was almost nothing left in it, Yu Siqi also saw a pair of yellowed white bones in front of him.

Getting a little closer, Yu Siqi noticed that the calf part of the corpse in front of him had been erased, and there was no trace of the leg bone in the whole room.

After realizing this, Yu Siqi began to have some resistance to the small white light under the bones, and he deduced that it was mostly a picture of how this guy had his legs cut off and died tragically, so he didn't particularly want to touch it.

However, after walking around the empty room for a few times, Yu Siqi still reluctantly came to this corpse, because there were really no other clues for him to analyze.

After reassuring him a little that it was just an illusion, Yu Siqi leaned down and touched his fingers to the white light that was almost extinguished.

The sound of a noisy fight rang in his ears, and there were intruders everywhere, and the footsteps behind him were very close to him. You have to inform the Priest of the Priest quickly, that's what this guy has on his mind. However, he never thought that the originally holy Ming Si Hall was also broken by thieves early, and all the holy relics inside were taken away.

Looking at those intruders with greed written on their faces, the emotions of grief and indignation were condensed in Siqi's body, and the emotions of extreme anger spread in his body, and he couldn't help but throw the beads that he had carried on his body for many years at the other party.

The string of beads, which Yu Siqi had already comprehended before, directly knocked them into the air when it touched the bodies of several people in the room.

"You fanatics, see if you dare to touch the sacred relics of our clan!"

The men who had fallen heavily on the tiles rushed straight past him after suffering such pain, just as they were about to chase them out. A guy with a sacrificial mask blocked the door, and this figure happened to be the guy who had a relationship with Yu Siqi.

However, unlike Yu Siqi's idea of never wanting to see him again, this guy seemed to be unsuspecting of this person, but instead knelt down in front of him respectfully and said, "Lord Priest, I please forgive me for not protecting Ming Sitang"

"In that case, would you like to take the punishment yourself?" The masked man pulled out the sharp sacrificial knife from the air and asked, "In that case, would you like to help me put down the chaos?" ”

After hesitating for a moment, the owner of this body said the three words that Yu Siqi least wanted to hear: "I do." As soon as these three were spoken, Yu Siqi knew that something bad was going to happen in the future, so he prepared in advance. But even so, when the long knife cut him below the knees, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow almost made Yu Siqi faint.

By the time his breathing had improved a little, he had begun to lose sight of the blood and the endless darkness had begun to consume him. The last voice I heard was the departing footsteps of the priest, and the last thing I wanted to cry out in my heart: "Why, do you do this to me, uncle?" ”

Yu Siqi's first thought when he came back to his senses was that this masked man was really 'ruthless', and even his nephew couldn't bear to do it, which was as terrible as having a 'heartless madness'. Sure enough, his previous judgment was very correct, and it would be more appropriate for this kind of vicious character to stay away in the future.

After reading this tragic past, Yu Siqi walked out of the big room a little absent-mindedly, I don't know if it was his illusion, Yu Siqi suddenly felt that the light level here had become much lower. When he realized this, Yu Siqi couldn't help but raise his head, looking at a large number of ghosts floating towards him in the distance, he knew why the light here was getting worse and worse.

But it was precisely for this reason that in order to avoid being detected by those ghosts, Yu Siqi had to retreat to the room and close the door shut.

No one knows if the ghosts hovering above the house will notice their 'uninvited guests', so it's safer to stay away for the time being. Yu Siqi thought.