Witch? Isn't that what it was called in ancient times? Faintly, a vague fragment flashed through my head.

Just looking at their appearance, it doesn't look like they want to plot against us, the weeds next to them have all returned to their original appearance, and the smoke in the distance is faint, and it takes a short time to reach the village.

"You recognize the wrong person, I'm just a passerby, I'll leave after solving the problem." I spoke.

But it didn't make a difference, the old man on the ground raised his head with his hands, and his mouth was chanting, in the local language, although he couldn't understand it, but there was a hint of reverence.

I was too embarrassed to disturb, so I stopped and quietly looked at them.

They were all dressed in the simplest blue and white short coats, with a headscarf on their heads, and the only thing that stood out was the embroidery on the chest, the totem like an eye.

"Your Excellency the Shrine Maiden, please come inside. It's just that there is no road ahead of here, and your car is afraid that it is—" The old man on the ground lowered his arms and led his people to bow to me, and my emphasis did not work, but made them more and more respectful.

"Then let's put the car here, but we all have to go in, no problem, right?" I couldn't refute it, so I took the opportunity to respond, and while I spoke, Meng Shuai had already been carried out and thrown on the ground.

The old Miao people led by him, his dark face showed a fierce light, and as soon as he raised his hand, a small cyan snake had already flown out, facing Meng Qiqi's neck, spitting snake letters.

"What is this doing, old man? Even if you want to kill someone, you have to have a cause and effect, right? ”

I walked over and drove the little snake aside, and the expression on the old Miaoren's face was very wonderful, and his bright eyes seemed to be about to erupt into fire.

"Well, since the witch has spoken, the old man will let him live a little longer for the time being, but he has a grudge against the debtor. This guest should do it for himself. ”

As he spoke, he walked to my side, and the grass and trees on the wall automatically tilted to both sides, making way for one person to pass.

I exchanged glances with Su Han, no longer hesitated, and walked in.

The soil on the ground was dark green, and it was a little slippery to walk on, like moss growing on a rocky stone when it rained, and dark black reflected the light.

This is an undeveloped seedling, some of the buildings have maintained their original appearance, and even the small girls in the village are dressed from head to toe, wide and narrow, with large collars, cardigans, and pleated skirts. Skirts or lengths can reach the feet.

The colors were different, but the totems on the chest were the same, and there was a turquoise eye on the chest, which seemed to move as they moved.

With the back and forth figure, I feel like I am being monitored by an unknown number of cameras as soon as I come.

"Haven't asked which branch Guimiao is?" After taking a seat, tea and fruit were served.

It seems to be taken care of by God, the rivers in the mountains are crystal clear, and even the tea that comes out is pleasantly fragrant. I asked with a gentle sip.

The old Miao man on the side smiled slightly, stood up and pointed to the unique language of the clan on the wall.

"We are a special one, since the Shang Dynasty, we have only obeyed the orders of the witch Niangniang, I am the descendant of these 398 generations, this is the Mu tribe, my name is Mu Ran."

"Wood of wood?"

"No, it's the eyes of the eye, our ancestors gave us the unique ability to create illusions and see through all disguises."

He said proudly, the strong recognition of his own clan was convincing, but this totem was a little too scary, or relatively unsuccessful, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like orthodoxy.

Moreover, in my memory, I have another identity, but it was a goddess, how could I become a witch at this moment.

"But why do you have to insist on my identity when I've never been here?"

"And what does this witch do?"

I looked into his eyes, although the old man looked like he was in his old age, and he looked like he was going to hang up all the time, but when he started to do things, he was not ambiguous at all.

"Mikoto, it's not bad." As if he saw my doubts, he stroked his long beard with a smile on his face. "Our Miao people were tribal at the beginning, and each tribe had a sage and a witch."

"The sage, as the name suggests, is the smartest person in the entire tribe, helping everyone survive, seeing a doctor, and so on. The witch is the messenger of the gods, who can communicate with the gods, and is also the purest person in the entire tribe. ”

"Oh? Is that so? Shouldn't this man be within your clan? How could it be that I was an outsider? "I'm still very calm, and I won't be swayed by what he says.

However, this old man was also extremely slow, and it was not until the tea was added several times that he slowly got up from the stool, got up and swayed and said, "Everyone, please come with me, but forget about this gentleman in the sack, how can a person with a dirty heart enter the holy place." ”

Meng Shuai was already awake at the moment, and several Miao brothers seemed to see that he had a love in him. Gu, his face was full of disdain, not only did he not release it, but he also used a rope to tie the mouth of the sack tightly. Only one head was left on it, and it was ridiculous that two green onions were found out of nowhere and inserted into his nostrils.

I wanted to laugh, but I didn't want to solve it, after all, he caused the disaster himself, and if something happened, he deserved it.

He asked Su Han's eyes with his eyes, and then followed the old man out.

Mu Ran, who seemed to be old and could even walk, stretched out his hand and lifted a big stone that seemed to be at least a few hundred pounds, and threw it aside.

This is a path behind the attic, winding to the hills in the distance, the dirt on the path is black, I don't know if it is specially obtained nutrient soil, the flowers and plants on both sides of the road grow very vigorously, and the palm-sized colorful butterflies shuttle among the flowers, like Alice's fairy tale fairyland.

It's a pity that under the colorful colors, there are still faintly lying extremely poisonous little snakes, or small insects that I can't even name.

The road was very narrow, Su Han simply held Ling'er in his arms and led me with one hand to walk very slowly.

The more I walked, the farther away from the original world, the dense uncle covered the sky and the sun, and the scorching sun was tight, the light in front of me became more and more dim, and the air became colder and colder.

I shook my eyebrows, could it be that this old man had brought us to this unpopulated place to silence us?

Suddenly, he stopped, fell to his knees with a thud, his hands to the sky, and bowed again, the middle-aged language that he struggled to speak himself, as if he was calling for something.

As he spoke, there was a rustling sound in the jungle, and I took a few steps back and stood in front of Ling'er, already holding several charms in my hand.

It's just that the insect army I imagined didn't come, but in front of the old Miao people, a gray tombstone appeared.

It suddenly rose from the ground, and on it was a pair of eyes, but not green, but golden.

As if consciously, the golden eyes suddenly looked at me.

I stared blankly at those eyes, and subconsciously the spiritual power was converging towards the eyes, which was completely out of my control, and the majestic spiritual power melted into the tombstone along the eyes.

The sky was filled with rich gold, and in that gold, I saw myself floating in the air in a black cloak, surrounded by white bones one after another.

That was all over my face with pain, and it was full of determination.

Suddenly, it spun in place, and with a black whirlwind, the picture became blurry.

After a long time, the white bones on the ground turned into flesh and blood, and the black cloak of me was gone.

I stared blankly at the image that appeared on the tombstone... Is this my past life? Or is it a fantasy ...

"Shrine maidens... Please. We have guarded your things for thousands of years, and we can finally return them to their original owners! ”

Mu Ran's old voice pulled me back from the shock, and in the blink of an eye, the picture on the tombstone was gone, and the golden eyes, the color was gradually fading, leaving only a vague corridor.

I stared blankly at all this, and a yellow ladder had already appeared in front of the tombstone.

As if continuing the Miao tradition, the ladder was made of rope and swayed with the sound of the wind.

I looked down and saw that the hole was straight, and I didn't know how deep it was.

Mu Ran grinned, his cloudy eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he was stunned and dragged down directly.

I stood beside the pit in a daze, tilting my head to look at Su Han on the side: "This old man shouldn't be unable to think about it, right?" ”

Su Han slapped me on the head angrily: "What do you think, people say that it is hard to wait for you, how can you die so easily." ”

As if it had been discussed, Ling'er swooped into my arms, and a strong hand took me into his arms, and then, my body began to fall non-stop.

The aroma of plants and trees at hand made me subconsciously close my silence.

Fortunately, the process of falling was not long, and after a while, the man's warm breath sounded in his ears: "Okay, open your eyes." ”

As far as the eye can see, there seems to be no difference from the above, and it is also a dense jungle.

The old Miao man was standing hunched over, holding a dead branch that he didn't know where he had got.

When he saw us coming down, he immediately turned around and walked ahead, although his waist was still hunched, but the speed was catching up with the pace of the young man, as if the rich aura here was also nourishing his old body.

Suddenly, there was a flute sound in my ears, like the cooperation of many people, and there were many parts.

I was vigilant and wanted to retreat, but Su Han stopped me from walking fast.

Behind him came the sound of rustling, and the strange sound of saliva secretion.

When I turned around, the entrance was already covered with snakes that had crawled out of nowhere, and unlike the ones outside, the snakes here were all white, with a small sharp horn on the red head.

It was slowly pouring towards us, and strangely, I didn't feel scared, but I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if I had seen it somewhere.

And Su Han was holding a silver needle that shone with a ghostly light, ready to go.

"The hosts... Don't you remember Xiaobai? ”

As if sensing the threat brought by the silver needle, the sliding white snake suddenly stopped.

I watched the snake's head shake in amazement, and I couldn't be sure, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Yes, master, you're finally back, Your Highness the Shrine Maiden."

As he spoke, the dense group of snakes suddenly lowered their heads in unison.

Is this everyone becoming a sperm together? A strange thought swirled in my mind, lingering as if it had taken root.

And over there, Mu Ran seemed to have opened some formation, and the entire underground was pitch black, only everyone's eyes were shining with various colors.