The sea here is as calm as ice.

The sky was cloudless, but it wasn't blue, but foggy.

There is no wind and no fish on the sea, not even a shrimp and scallops, but fortunately everyone is a monk who has opened the valley, otherwise they will starve into skeletons.

Tang Yuan and Luo Heng searched around outside.

Originally, Jiang Qingyu was going to go, but Song Wu always wanted to talk to her, so she changed to Tang Yuan, who also wanted to talk to Song Wu.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Jiang Qing Yu looked east and west, and looked at every corner of this ancestral hall curiously.

The incense candle wax stand in the ancestral hall has accumulated a foot of dust, cobwebs are knotted everywhere, and a half-length statue of the god stands in the center.

This ancestral hall is dedicated to the god of the sea, and it was probably built by fishermen to go to sea smoothly.

The size of the ancestral hall is also decent, but Jiang Qingyu always feels that something is not right.

With one hand on her chest and the other dragging her chin, she walked around the ancestral hall, and before she knew it, she walked behind the idol.

Strange, how could there be a red cloth that has been covered with dust for a long time?

Jiang Qingyu was about to go up to uncover it and take a closer look at it in confusion, when Song Wu's boring voice came into his ears:

"Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, you can talk to me! Stay with me! Stay with me! ”

Jiang Qingyu sighed, moved to the statue, and said helplessly: "Senior sister, do you know what kind of animal you look like now?" ”

Song Wu blinked: "What? ”

"Chattering cat."

A network diagram from another world, the dynamic kind.

Without looking at Song Wu's confused eyes, she returned to the back of the statue, blew off the dust on the red cloth, revealing the original color of the red cloth, and carefully examined the red cloth.

Something seems to be written on it.

Sea...... Bury...... God......

There is also a row in the back that is not clear, and the order seems to be out of order.

"Little Uncle Ancestor, come on, come quickly! I found something strange here! ”

Qiong Qi suddenly shouted, Jiang Qingyu's eyes twitched, she really wasn't used to the title of Little Master Uncle Zu.

Look old.

"Okay, here we go!"

Seeing the excitement in Qiong Ji's tone that could not be concealed, thinking that he had found something amazing, Jiang Qingyu walked quickly to his side.

"What's wrong?"

"Little Uncle Ancestor, look!"

Qiong Ji knocked lightly on the wall, and there was a hollow thump inside, and he carefully removed a wooden board from the ground, revealing a dark dark grid.

In the dark grid, there is a black wooden box, on which is painted with cinnabar a strange array, after the baptism of time, it has faded a little, and the pattern is blurred, Jiang Qingyu has never seen it.

Qiong Ji looked at the formation diagram, and the more he looked at it, the more dizzy he became, and he only felt that there seemed to be a whirlpool under the array that kept rolling his soul, and it seemed to be turning dozens of circles.

He shook his head, pressed the plank back with a "snap", closed the secret compartment, and asked:

"It's weird...... Have you ever seen this pattern? ”

Jiang Qingyu shook his head, "No." ”

Searching for the ancient books and classics of memory, he said slowly: "It looks like some sacrificial patterns." ”

“…… Do you worship the god of the sea? Do you want to open the box and take a look? ”

Jiang Qingyu hesitated a little, but after thinking about it, he said, "Then I'll come." ”

This used to be a fishing village, and even the sacrifices were deposited by the villagers in the fishing village, at most it was a little evil, and it would not be a fatal thing.

Moreover, they are trapped here, and they can only start from these strange places, otherwise according to the senior sister, they are waiting here, and I am afraid that they will not be able to get out in another half a year.

She carefully opened the dark grid, took out the black box, and after establishing a barrier, carefully broke it through the opening.

Unexpectedly, the box didn't move at all!

Jiang Qingyu tried again and again, but failed.

"Shall I try?" Qiong asked tentatively.

Jiang Qingyu handed him the box and looked at Qiong Gui like a monkey, putting his hands on the box.

After a long time, Qiong Guizhen's face was red and his neck was thick, and the box was still upside down on the ground intact.

Qiong Ji scratched his neck in embarrassment and said, "Haha, I can't open ......."

Obviously, the box has a gap that can be opened, but no matter how much force is used, it seems that it cannot be opened.

“…… It's a prohibition. ”

Jiang Qingyu looked at the box, and was indeed extremely puzzled in his heart, the fishing village is full of ordinary people, is there a monk, how can the box be banned?

Unless......

The person who deposited this box was not a villager from a fishing village.

Jiang Qingyu put away the box and decided to wait for the fourth senior brother Tang Yuan to come back and ask him to take a look, maybe he could solve some puzzles.

said to Qiong Ji: "I also found something behind the statue, let's go and have a look." ”

Qiong Qi nodded.

The two of them moved behind the statue again, and at this time Song Wu was sitting there staring at the statue, his slender index finger and thumb rubbing his smooth chin, as if puzzled.

"Senior sister?"

Song Wu gestured to silence, and Jiang Qingyu immediately shut up.

After a while, Song Wu said, "Strange, when did this red cloth come about?" ”

Jiang Qingyu: "Isn't there all the time?" ”

Song Wu's expression was strange, and he said negatively: "Impossible!" ”

Under the surprised gazes of Jiang Qingyu and Qiong Gui, she explained:

"As soon as I arrived at this ancestral hall, I checked inside and out, and I also turned over the box that the stupid boy found just now, but I couldn't open it, but this girl swears! This red cloth, absolutely! Right! Not! Yes! ”

Qiong Ji guessed: "Did the monk who came from behind hang it?" ”

Song Wu squinted his eyes, beckoned to the monks who were sitting in the corner of the ancestral hall resting, his eyes were scrutinizing, and he pointed to the red cloth and asked, "You put it on?" ”

The seven people shook their heads in unison, their movements were highly consistent, and they denied: "It's not me!" ”

"It's not me, my storage bag fell into the sea when I entered this damn place."

"It's not me! It's not a cow, why carry a red cloth with you! ”

"It's not me, it's not me!"

"Boss, it's definitely not me, I don't have this thing at all!"

Successive denials.

Song Wu rolled her eyes, waved her hand in disgust, and motioned for a group of people to squat back in the corner and not obstruct her vision.

The seven people she picked up were low in cultivation and timid, and they couldn't do anything, they just had a long life.

Jiang Qingyu looked at them and suddenly asked, "Senior sister, where did you pick them up?" ”

Song Wu: "Of course it's the fantasy of the fishing village, those ghosts, no, it's the mandrills, they actually disappear by themselves every once in a while, but it won't be long before they come back again, guarding the door of the ancestral hall and screaming, those who come from outside get lost in the village, they will be led to the ancestral hall by the mandrills, I saw it and saved it." ”

Jiang Qingyu thought thoughtfully, "Then how did Senior Sister find the ancestral hall?" Was it also led by the mandrill? ”

Song Wu smiled awkwardly: "Aren't I having amnesia, as soon as my eyes opened, I was in the ancestral hall, and I couldn't remember how it came about, haha......"

(End of chapter)