The night on the banks of the Heishui River was extremely cold, and the water of the Heishui River turned into strands of black pulp. Three thousand hearts fell into silence, a deathly silence.

An hour ago, in a bamboo hut lit with an oil lamp.

Zongzheng Qingrong's face changed, and his benevolent face was no longer there. He asked Hongliang in a cold tone, "I heard that there are three more people in the water prison tonight, and the number of guards has doubled. ”

Her words were directed at the Han people in the water prison, and she finally got to the point.

Hongliang's half-hung heart sank, and the situation that he had been faintly worried about really appeared, and the Clan's Master Wu really came for those three people. "Yes, yes, it's true that there are three Han people who have been imprisoned."

He bracked himself up and picked up the wine urn and poured a bowl of wine into Zongzheng Qingrong's bowl, he was hiding the uneasiness in his heart through his actions.

"A few days ago, in the forest guarded by black seedlings outside, the three wells should have had an accident." Zongzheng Qingrong's tone was extremely light, and the people in power in their clans knew what was being raised in those wells.

That Gu was extremely important, and it was time-consuming and complicated to cultivate, and more importantly, the Gu worm was an antiquity that the Lord had successfully bred by copying the classics back then.

But Hongliang didn't catch a trace of nervousness and solemnity from Zongzheng Qingrong's expression, as if she was telling an irrelevant thing, a trivial matter.

Hongliang didn't dare to talk, the stakes were very high, although he was already the high priest of the clan, he could not speak falsely, and more importantly, he felt guilty.

"For so many years, you and I have practiced under the patriarch of Tong Jia, since you were promoted to the high priest, you have also personally experienced the affairs of the clan, and you have contributed to the Heishui River and our Heimiao."

Zong Zheng Qingrong's tone changed, his face was kind, and the tight and relaxed style of conversation deeply tugged at Hongliang's heartstrings. This is the ability of the clan witch, and one word can gain insight into people's hearts.

Hongliang's heart was still uncertain, and cold sweat was gushing from his forehead. "I don't dare to say that there is merit, but I just want to be without fault."

Zong Zheng Qingrong sighed deeply, she didn't want to continue to intimidate in this way, and woke up bluntly, "What did you and your grandson do in the rainforest, what are you calculating, that adult can see clearly with his eyes open, that thing is not prepared for you, nor is it something you can take for yourself and control." ”

She has a deeper understanding than Hongliang on the way to witchcraft, and the more she understands. Maybe Hongliang only knew the purpose of that kind of Gu worm in a superficial way, but he really didn't know that the Gu worm life that existed in that form was not something that he could control and grasp at his level.

Hongliang's face was already pale with fright, the punishment of Miaodi was severe, and the punishment on the banks of the Heishui River was even worse, it was no longer terrifying.

"You don't have to worry too much, I'm here tonight, naturally that's what the lord meant." Zong Zheng Qingrong gradually said, "That lord remembered that your family has contributed to our Miao Land. ”

She is very good at grasping the rhythm of conversation, and her old face cannot hide the traces of time. She was Tong Jia Muqiu's most intimate disciple before her death, and she knew Tong Jia Muqiu's mind best.

Since Tong Jia Muqiu's death ten years ago, she has been staying with Tong Jia Muqiu's only widow, and she also knows the adult's heart.

"Keep the three children in the water prison, I know that you are only a grandson of three thousand, and I hope that he will become a dragon and a phoenix, but you should know that there are some things that cannot be done. This is already the extraordinary grace of the Great Witch. The past is over, and she won't pursue it anymore, she is kind-hearted after all. ”

Zong Zheng Qingrong's speech speed was very slow, she couldn't stimulate her fellow disciple too much, the Miao people on the banks of the Heishui River were arrogant, especially for existences with extremely high status like them.

Hongliang's expression was gloomy, yes, nothing can be done. He didn't dare to look directly at Zongzheng Qingrong's gaze all the time, he still underestimated the adult in the bamboo building after all.

Since the death of Tong Jia Muqiu, at the age of nine, she took over her grandmother's position and became the leader of the Miao people on the banks of the Heishui River.

Without it, just because that year, at the age of nine, she was already a clan witch. Her talent is supreme, far above Tong Jia Muqiu back then. She has been living in seclusion in the bamboo building and rarely goes out for many years.

It is rumored that she is now the only great witch in Miao Jiang for thousands of years, and when it comes to the way of witches, she has long been far superior to the two witches in the clan.

As a Miao citizen of Heishui River, Hongliang is proud, his old face speaks of the tempering of the years. The adult's talent was amazing, but he was equally proud of himself, and he didn't believe that she was already a great witch at the age of nineteen.

As a direct remnant of the ancient Jiuli clan, he knew what the Great Witch meant in Miao Jiang.

That is the ability of witchcraft in ancient times that only the elders who led the eighty-one tribes in the Jiuli clan would have, not to mention that thousands of years have passed now, and the witchcraft has decayed to the extreme, and it is already a rare sight for thousands of years that two clan witches can appear at the same time in the black seedlings, how can there be such a demonic witch with such a talent.

However, he did feel scared now.

The power of the great witch can know the past and the future, and the sky is clear. Even if it was for his grandson, the little caution he made was also seen through, and that adult was worthy of being the leader of Miao Jiang with great powers. Three thousand, you, you should die too.

"Hongliang is here to thank the great kindness of the clan witch, and thank the patriarch for his generosity, I have no second heart for the black seedling, I can die Mingzhi, I only ask the clan witch to treat my grandson kindly."

Hongliang is already in tears, he has always regarded the girl in the bamboo building too lightly, and all tricks are pale and powerless in front of the power of these clan witches.

He didn't have to hide anything, because it didn't make sense. Hongliang only wants to die, and it is enough to keep three thousand alive.

Hehe, hehe. Zong Zheng Qingrong smiled slightly, and his laughter was hearty! But it fell on Hong's conscience, but it was as cold as winter snow.

"It's not that serious, you are still the high priest of our Miaodi, bring them here tomorrow morning, they are friends of the Great Witch, you need to pay more respect to them."

Zong Zheng Qingrong's body was a little tired, and after this conversation, he felt a little physically exhausted, they were already people who knew the destiny of heaven. Outside, the night was getting darker, she wanted to end her business here early, she needed to go back to rest.

"The Great Witch asked me to send you something, she said, don't let the high priest's family suffer too much. This kid is always so kind-hearted. ”

Zong Zheng Qingrong took out a palm-sized wooden box from his body and placed it in front of the table.

Maybe only Zongzheng Qingrong is qualified to call that adult this child, she is still angry at the one in the bamboo building, it is obvious that Hongliang's grandson designed to steal the Gu worms, but now she can't let them suffer, what is the reason. She had to make fun of her, you kid is too kind-hearted.

Miao people pay attention to cause and effect, if there is kindness, there will be revenge, and if there is revenge, it will be punished! If they become the enemies of the Black Seedling, they will not show mercy, except for the Lord.

Zongzheng Qingrong motioned to Hongliang to open the wooden box with his eyes, and the wooden box seemed to contain extremely valuable things. Hongliang picked up the wooden box tremblingly, the lid of the box was lightly opened, the muscles of his face twitched, and the feeling of shock suddenly appeared.

"Although it is not as good as that ancient poison, it is already a rare thing in the world, I wonder if I can satisfy the high priest of Hongliang?"

Zong Zheng Qingrong smiled smugly, the preciousness of the things in the box was enough to make the existence of the clan witch level pay attention to it, and her junior brother was a blessing in disguise after all.

Hongliang trembled excitedly as he held the wooden box, knelt on his knees, and bowed to the bamboo building in the southwest corner. "Thank you for your generosity, and thank you for your gifts."

Zong Zheng Qingrong nodded with satisfaction, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and it is time for her to go.

"Hey, people are old and their bodies are easy to get tired, so I'll go first. It's good to think more about things in the future. ”

She helped Hongliang up and said goodbye. The door of the bamboo building was open, but the old back was imprinted in Hongliang's heart.