Chapter XXIII: The Altar

"Well, village chief, I want to take the liberty of asking, it is said that life outside is very peaceful, and there is no war all year round, so why do you want to escape from the world?"

"You shouldn't have asked this question, and I won't answer it, unless the legendary man appears, I'll keep it a secret. When the village chief said this, he kept staring at Lan Yufeng, his eyes were eager, but then he revealed deep disappointment.

"I'm rubbing, it's not like I've encountered a glass, I don't have a hobby. Being stared at by the village chief, Lan Yufeng coughed dryly.

"That kid still has something to ask the village chief, how did I end up in the village at that time? I was chased by a man, and I remember vividly that I had fainted to death, and you didn't save me, how could I be safe?"

"Is there really no one?" Hearing Lan Yufeng's description, the village chief was thoughtful, his expression changed richly, sometimes he seemed to be a little excited, sometimes a little cowardly, as if he couldn't believe it. This made Lan Yufeng more and more puzzled by his attitude.

"No, I was surrounded by enemies, and I was already in a mortal situation before I fainted. ”

"You come with me. ”

After being silent for a long time, the village chief seemed to have made up some kind of determination, stood up suddenly, and strode out, followed by Lan Yufeng.

After crossing most of the village, Lan Yufeng followed him to the altar in the most conspicuous part of the village, because the altar was built really high, and it could be seen from any corner of the village.

Walking up the stairs, Lan Yufeng was still a little weak, and after reaching the top, he actually felt dizzy.

"You put your hand on this. After seeing him come up, the village chief didn't have any extra nonsense, and lowered his head and pointed to the palm print on the stone platform and said.

Lan Yufeng fixed his eyes and saw that there were no sculptures on the altar, and he couldn't see who this altar was enshrined at all, there was a boxy stone platform at the highest point of the altar, and the table top was engraved with a variety of strange patterns and shapes, and there were strange runes on the other four sides, which were crooked.

And the place that the village chief pointed to was the front of the stone platform, and I saw a deep palm print on it, and that was the only place where there were no runes, like a palm print cutting off the runes, and it seemed to be integrated with the runes.

Following the instructions of the village chief, Lan Yufeng put his palm on the palm print, and then asked strangely, "Why is this?"

The village chief didn't answer Lan Yufeng, but looked at the runes intently.

Following the village chief's eyes, Lan Yufeng also looked at those runes, when he put his palm up, those runes did not react in the slightest, except for the cold touch of the stone platform, he did not feel the slightest abnormality, he looked up at the village chief in confusion, but saw him looking at the side of the stone platform excitedly.

I saw that there was a pattern like a curved tadpole at the bottom of the side, and at this moment it was slightly glowing with a faint green light, the light was not very rich, but it slowly spread up little by little, and the other lines gradually brightened up, spreading to his palm.

At this time, Lan Yufeng suddenly felt that there was something strange in Zhihai, he hurriedly closed his eyes to search for the abnormality, but Zhihai suddenly returned to silence, and there was no reaction.

He was greatly disappointed, since he woke up, Lan Yufeng could no longer feel the existence of Bai Ling, as if Bai Ling had never appeared, the slightest strangeness just now made him think that Bai Ling had appeared again, but there was nothing.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the other runes on the stone platform were also slowly lit up, and his palm didn't know if it was reflected, but there was actually a glow of brilliance.

"What about your martial spirit, what about your martial spirit?" he was still observing the runes here, but the village chief suddenly grabbed him and asked excitedly.

"I don't know how to do it, I can't feel it when I wake up. ”

"It's lit up from the end, this time it's lit up from the end, that's right," with a plop, the village chief knelt on the ground in despair, looked at the altar and muttered, "Did you really make me wait, ancestors, did you really let the descendants wait?"

"But why is it so weak?ah?Why is it so weak!" The village chief, who was still muttering to himself just now, stood up again, grabbed Lan Yufeng's arm, and shook his body, as if he was crazy.

"Village Chief, what are you talking about, my martial spirit should be trying to save me from something. Lan Yufeng's sturdy body was caught by the village chief, and seeing that he seemed to be about to lose his mind, Lan Yufeng hurriedly shouted.

"Yes, yes, something must be wrong, otherwise how could it be so weak, yes, come, I'll give you a good look." The village chief gradually regained his senses, no longer yelling, but he was still trembling with excitement, he pulled Lan Yufeng to sit on the ground, pressed his right hand on Lan Yufeng's forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

Lan Yufeng only felt a bang, his head seemed to be squeezing into something, he subconsciously wanted to resist, but he couldn't stop the majestic energy at all, he was shocked, such an important place as the head, if the other party wanted to make it bad, wouldn't he be dead or alive, but before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a strange thing in the sea.

"Bai Ling?" Lan Yufeng called in his heart,

"Bang", as if he had been hit by something, the village chief flew out upside down at once, and the force that forcibly entered his head quickly withdrew like a low tide, and Lan Yufeng's sea of knowledge also returned to calm.

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha, that's right, it's absolutely not wrong, let the old man wait, cough cough," the village chief got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted excitedly, where does he still look like a fairy wind and a master of the world at this moment? But it seems that he seems to have been injured a lot just now, and he can't help coughing when he speaks.

"You're fine," Lan Yufeng quickly got up and patted the village chief on the back, although he didn't know why he did that just now, but now it didn't look like he had malicious intentions.

"It's okay, it's okay, cough cough, you can't die, you can't die," with Lan Yufeng's support, the village chief sat back on the ground, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a pill and put it in his mouth, as if relieving the cough slightly, but his cheeks were still a little sickly flushed.

"Don't worry, it's okay to raise it for a few months, I was hurt by the origin, I was really reckless just now, but I'm unwilling to try it," Lan Yufeng sensitively found that the village chief's name for himself changed from the old man to "me".

"You must wonder why I am doing this," said the village chief, who sat on the ground, looking up at the sky, as if remembering something.

Lan Yufeng didn't answer, and quietly waited for him to continue.

"You fell from the sky that day, and I guessed that it might have something to do with it," he said, and the village chief pointed to the stone platform behind him, "But when you were unconscious, I checked your body, and I didn't find any sign of the existence of the martial spirit, so I can only say that the body is quite strong." ”

Yes, Lan Yufeng sighed secretly, the first thing he did when he woke up was to summon Bai Ling, but he didn't react in the slightest, if he wasn't still in this world, he was wondering if he had a dream that was too real.

"So I was disappointed for a while, thinking that maybe I guessed wrong, but I still hope that you will wake up, but when you wake up, you still don't have a martial spirit, so I ordered you to be evicted. ”