Hearing the Black King's words, the Great Witch became nervous: "How can this be? ”

Black King: "The mountain horse said that now the mountain outside the valley is full of the roots of the mountain demon, but a few days ago Ah Da also told me that the roots of the mountain demon only spread over the belly of the mountain, at that time Ah Da wanted to burn the mountain demon with a fire, I did not take his advice, I did not expect that in a few days, the mountain demon has occupied the entire mountain." ”

The Great Witch pondered for a moment and asked the Black King, "Did the Great King ask Ah Da and Ah San to go to the mountain to spy on the mountain demon?" ”

The Black King sighed and nodded again: "Originally, I only let Ah Da go, but I didn't expect him to take Ah San with him." ”

"Alas, pity the big uncle, all the children are dead, I hope the mountain horse can survive," the great witch sighed, "according to the king, when will the roots of the mountain demon spread to this side of the village?" ”

The Black King shook his head: "I can't figure it out, but I think it won't be too long." ”

As he spoke, he handed the rolled animal skin to the Great Witch, and said, "The Great Witch will leave early tomorrow morning, during the day, the strength of the mountain demon will be weaker, and at that time, you may be able to get out of the mountain pass by relying on your own witchcraft, and I will send the best warrior to escort you." ”

"I don't need an escort," said the Great Witch, taking the leather scroll, and said to the Black King, "those young men will be sent to death if they go, and as long as it is daylight, I will definitely be able to get out of the mountain pass." ”

The Black King hesitated, but finally nodded.

The Great Witch departed, and the Black King fell into a long silence, lying on the ground covered with thick animal skins, looking at the rooftop, not knowing what to think.

After a while, he got up from the ground again and paced restlessly around the room.

I had a hunch that the Black King would soon make a decision, but it would be very difficult for him to make that decision.

After about half an hour, the Black King exhaled quickly, and went to the corner of the room, where he removed the first bundle of bundles, and I saw a small metal box under the hide, and there was something like a seal on it.

The Black King tore off the seal and opened the box, and saw a folded animal skin in the box, as well as a very delicate leather bag. The Black King unfolded the hide and stared at the words written on it.

Liang Houzai stood behind him, also staring at the contents of the animal skin. I saw that Liang Houzai's brows gradually became frowning, and I couldn't help but whisper to him, "What's wrong?" ”

Liang Houzai also leaned towards me, and whispered to me, "The Black King has known that there will be such a day, and a prophecy has been written on the animal skin, and it may have been written by the Yelang King. It says that the sacred tree will gradually wither at the beginning of the war, and die completely on the eve of the end of the war. And the reason why the Black King went from a commoner to a person who guarded Dazhai was because he was the only one who could use an artifact to renew the life of the sacred tree. It also said that if the sacred tree withered, the people of Dazhai would not survive, and the black king had to choose between the sacred tree and the villagers. ”

While Liang Houzai was talking, the Black King opened the leather bag and took out a pair of things similar to yin and yang fish, which were two ornaments shaped like water droplets, one black and one white, the white one had a hazy halo, and the black one was coiled with a faint layer of black gas.

I think this is probably the "artifact" in Liang Houzai's mouth.

Liang Houzai's expression became very surprised when he saw that thing, and he said to me: "This is an artifact that has been lost for many years in the Yelang Kingdom, and it is also an evil weapon, called Linglong Gall. It has two parts, one positive and one negative, in the words of later generations, that is, one yin and one yang. The book that my master gave me said that as long as the gall is used well, it can be used to change the heavens and change the life. ”

Another day? I don't know exactly what these four words mean in Liang Houzai's mouth, but I don't think it's reliable to rely on magic and magic weapons to change fate.

The Black King picked up the black droplet, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, I felt as if he was going to eat it, but for a moment he couldn't make up his mind.

The Black King held a piece of delicate gall in one hand, stood up, and wandered around the room again.

He walked around the room twice, and suddenly there was a breaking sound outside the window, and the Black King turned to look at the window, and we looked with him, but there was nothing outside the window, and the sound of the rope stopped abruptly the moment he turned his head.

The Black King hesitated, but finally walked to the window and stretched his upper body out of the window to look.

Probably noticing anything wrong, he shrank back into the room and turned and walked towards the box where the delicate gall was placed.

But just as he turned his back to the window, a figure suddenly jumped to the edge of the window.

It was the old man who had been picked up by the mountain horse and returned to the village, and by this time he had changed into the clothes of the locals, and his movements were so light and fast that the Black King did not notice it at all.

After he entered the house, he quickly approached the black king, who probably felt the wind behind him and was about to turn his head, when the old man suddenly made a move and grabbed the black king's neck.

This caught the Black King off guard, and the old man's strength was amazing, and he pressed the Black King to the ground on the spot.

The Black King wanted to struggle, but he was no match for the old man at all, he tried to twist his body, and kept attacking the old man's face with his fists, but the old man was as nimble as a snake, and the Black King smashed several punches in a row and didn't hit him.

Gradually, the Black King became weak due to lack of oxygen, and he used his last strength to pull off the palm that was clasped around his neck, but he failed, and he became more and more weak, but his body was still struggling under the instinctive drive.

When I thought that the Black King was about to die, the old man picked up the black delicate gall, aimed it at the Black King's chest with a sharp part similar to the tail of a water droplet, and pushed it hard.

The piece of delicate gall pierced directly into the black king's chest, and the black king's expression at that moment was extremely painful, he couldn't scream, and only an inaudible "hiss" sound came out of his stuck throat.

After a few moments, a faint black appeared on the Black King's forehead, and the old man let go of his neck, and he picked up the white piece of delicate gall, and quickly fled from the window.

The Black King was already in a semi-conscious state, and he lay on the ground like a dead man, but his eyes were wide. Not long after, with a violent cough, the Black King sat up with his hands on the ground.

At this time, I felt that something had changed in him, his eyes were no longer gentle and hesitant, but became very determined and very aggressive.

The Black King stood up against the wall, gasping for breath, his gaze falling on the metal box containing the delicate gall, and then frowning tightly.

He seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and his eyes were full of doubt. After a while, rubbing his neck, he crouched down and picked up the skin on which the prophecy was written, and when he saw the words on the skin, the Black King looked astonished, as if he had seen it for the first time.

I really can't understand why he became like this, he was almost killed just now, but after he walked from the brink of life and death, it was completely like a different person.

At this time, the Black King put the skin back in the box, he looked up at the window, pondering something, and put his hand on his chest.

I thought he remembered what had just happened, but what I didn't expect was that he suddenly exerted his strength, causing Linglong to sink into his chest, and what was even more strange was that in the process of Linglong gall propping up the wound on his chest bigger and bigger, and finally submerged in the chest, the Black King did not shed a drop of blood.

He put the metal box back in the corner, covered it with a large bundle of hides, and hurried out of the stone house.

We went out with him, followed him through the stockade, and came to the wall.

It was already afternoon, the sun was setting in the west, but the sun was still hot, and the Black King's eyes were very afraid of light, and he covered his eye socket with his right hand as he walked forward.

A few soldiers dressed in rattan armor greeted him respectfully as they walked past him, but he ignored them and walked as fast as he could.

On both sides of the gate, there are two small pavilions made of wood and covered with hay, and I guess their purpose is similar to that of the arrow towers of later generations.

The Black King walked quickly into one of the pavilions, and there was also a soldier in this pavilion who did not wear rattan armor, and he quickly greeted the Black King as soon as he saw it.

The Black King glanced around the pavilion and asked the man who was not wearing rattan armor, "What about Zuogui?" ”

The man immediately responded: "He's gone outside the stockade." ”

Black King: "Get him back, quick!" ”

Although these soldiers seemed to be free and loose in front of the Black King, they still acted very quickly at the Black King's order, and several people left the pavilion together, slid down the wall of the village along a few thick hemp ropes tied to the pavilion pillars, and ran straight towards the village far away from the big village.

When we came yesterday, we didn't see the village, but at this moment, a huge village appeared in the bright sun, it was located on the mountainside on the west side of Dazhai, and I stood on the wall, and I could faintly see the villagers walking on the village road.

The Black King left the pavilion and quickly came to a wooden house on the easternmost side of the village, which was an ordinary dwelling, no different from the other houses in the village. But when the Black King came to the door, he called: "Great Witch." ”

The Great Witch quickly opened the curtain and stretched out his head: "Why is the king here?" ”

The Black King pointed to the door: "Can you go in now?" ”

The Great Witch nodded: "Yes." ”

I remember that when the Great Witch entered the Black King's stone house, he neither informed nor asked for instructions, and he went in directly, but the Black King wanted to enter the Great Witch's house, but he needed to ask in advance.

I was suddenly a little confused, I don't know who has a higher status among the princes and priests in the same village?

We followed the Black King into the Great Witch's dwelling, and the house was full of things used to perform witchcraft, and as soon as Liang Houzai entered, he was immediately fascinated, and as he walked around the house, he would occasionally see something that attracted him very much, and he would stop and watch for a long time.

Du Kang reminded him not to touch those things, as they could easily reveal his whereabouts.

The Black King scanned the room for a week, pointed to a coarse cloth burden on the ground and asked the Great Witch, "Do you want to leave the stockade?" ”

Listening to the tone of the Black King, he seemed to have forgotten about letting the Great Witch deliver the letter earlier.

The Great Witch obviously didn't hear the meaning of the Black King, and responded: "I'll leave tomorrow, there are still some things to prepare, and when everything is ready, I'm afraid it will be dark." ”

The Black King was silent for a moment before he said to the Great Witch, "Great Witch, pray for my army." ”

The Great Witch stared at the Black King with wide eyes: "You want to mobilize the army?" ”

The Black King: "I'm going to fight the mountain demons." ”

Great Witch: "But even if you find the mountain demon, how do you deal with it?" ”

The Black King smiled, "I've found a way to eradicate it. Pray for my army, Great Witch. ”