The little boy never thought that the Taoist priest would suddenly make a move, coupled with his strength, there was no way to fight the Taoist priest at all, he could only shout for help, and he couldn't do anything else.

I looked at Dong Jing and couldn't make the right choice.

"Either stay here and help him find the spirit bead, or this little boy will probably die in his hands."

Dong Jing whispered in my ear.

I looked back at Chen Wen.

He nodded at me as well.

"Do you know where the spirit bead is?" I asked the Taoist.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and his eyes became strange.

"I've never been in here, but I've done all my research before entering the tomb. I know where the spirit bead is, so come with me. If I find the spirit bead, I will naturally release this child, and you can take him away when the time comes. ”

I didn't really like the feeling of being threatened, but for the sake of the little boy, I had to endure the humiliation.

"Okay, that's it. When the time comes, don't cheat me again, or I'll take you too." ”

I can say this sentence because I know that this Taoist priest is not very good.

At least compared to me, he still couldn't figure out the formation, and he didn't know why the organization would find him to help.

But I have to say that he did a lot of information collection when he entered the tomb this time.

At the very least, he found the location of the spirit bead according to the information he had collected before.

We followed him forward to the middle of the burial chamber.

It looks like a small garden with a fountain made of mud.

That's when I realized that the smell of blood I had just smelled was coming from here.

In other words, from beginning to end, there are only two groups of us who enter this tomb at the same time.

On top of this fountain, there is a small spirit bead.

It is a bead that doesn't look special, and if it weren't for the Taoist priest saying so evilly, we would have thought it was just a ball of mud when we passed by.

Holding the spirit bead and spinning, there is a lot of red liquid.

If it weren't for the smell of blood, I'm not sure it was blood.

It's just strange to say, there are no creatures underground, let alone people, where does the blood in this fountain come from? We don't know.

"You kid go over and take that spirit bead down for me."

The Taoist priest's eyes lit up after seeing the spirit bead, and he reached out and pushed the little boy.

The little boy stumbled and almost fell into a, and he looked back at me.

I nodded and motioned for him to step forward.

If he doesn't go, none of us can leave here.

Hurry up and take the orb down, and we'll leave.

When the little boy saw that I had such an attitude, he couldn't help it.

I can only move forward with trepidation.

Maybe he is the only one who knows how dangerous it is to take this spirit bead, after all, this is not the first time he has cooperated with this group of people, and it is estimated that he has suffered a lot before this.

Naturally, I didn't know, thinking that I was just taking down the spirit bead orbly.

But when the little boy climbed to the top and his hand touched the spirit bead, he screamed.

The cry was heart-rending, and I knew how painful it was.

I ran up to help, and the more I walked into the fountain, the more I felt a stream of heat coming towards me.

When my hand also touched the spirit bead, I only felt a powerful force that continued to enter my body.

Not only that, but there are also a lot of weird pictures.

Outside, at the beginning, it was an old man, wearing a mask, as if he was performing a ritual.

It didn't take long for me to see my grandmother in the picture.

At this time, I realized that all the mechanisms were set up by my grandmother.

Including the traps and formations we encountered before we entered the hut, all of them were set up by a group of people led by my grandmother.

And who this group of people is, I don't know at all.

Because they all wore masks on their faces, only my grandmother's face was painted.

At that moment, I saw countless words that resembled small bugs, all of which came into my mind.

Those words were like the words written in the notebook that my grandmother had left behind.

When I think about it again, the words on the notes suddenly burst into anything.

I don't know why, but those little bugs in my brain became Chinese.

As long as I remember what I wrote in my notes, I could understand what it meant.

One of the notes has a sentence that goes like this:

"The person who gets the spirit bead must be a descendant of the Black Miao tribe, or a person who has been reformed in blood. Everyone else will die after they get the orb! ”

I didn't understand what this sentence meant, but I only felt a hot feeling from the hand touching the spirit bead.

When I tried to withdraw my hand, I realized that the layer of mud that wrapped the spirit bead was slowly receding.

I understand!

It is true that the Taoist priest wants to get the spirit bead, but the little boy alone can't accomplish this thing at all.

He deliberately took advantage of my compassion and made me stay.

It's because before that, he once said that I am a descendant of the Black Miao tribe.

The one who can really help him is me!

After pushing the mud layer away, the spirit bead became extremely transparent.

And inside the spirit bead, there is a red ball wrapped in it, and it is beating again and again, just like a human heart.

I suddenly remembered that there was a sentence in the note: "The descendants of the Black Miao tribe who have obtained the spirit bead are not allowed to use the spirit bead to help others resurrect the ancestors." At the same time, it is also necessary to prevent others from resurrecting their ancestors, which is a common criterion that the descendants of the Miao people need to protect! ”

I didn't know that it was okay to say, but now that I know my identity, since I am a descendant of the Black Miao Clan, no matter what, I have to stop what this organization wants to do.

I don't know who their ancestors were, and I don't know why they were resurrected, but today the orb is in my hand, and no matter what I say, I can't give it to them.

But I can't just take the spirit bead and leave, because the Taoist priest knows the way out, and only the little boy in our team knows.

We can't do this on the boys alone.

"Give me the orb, and I'll take you out."

Sure enough, the Taoist priest knew, and he knew what could hold me.

"Not yet," I began to make up, "You know, I am a descendant of the Black Miao tribe." I found out that the spirit bead is not simple, I must go out and help you purify it. Otherwise, it will be life-threatening. ”

The Taoist priest looked at me in disbelief.