"Bang!" Barre slammed his fist to the ground. Although the bamboo board is not broken, the fist is like a trembling wave, spreading in all directions along the floor, and the whole stilted building is shaken.

The bamboo tube "dong dong" fell, cracked one after another, and the milky white rice wine flowed everywhere, and there was no abnormality.

"It's only my wine that's wrong......" Shirigari sat down on the ground and muttered to himself, "Did I fall into evil too?"

Ba Wolf picked up the bamboo tube containing blood, sniffed it carefully, and hurriedly presented it to Barre: "The blood is very fresh, there is no lump, it must have been taken today." But it's not human blood, human blood is not so bloody, like horse-like blood. ”

Barre's expression changed suddenly.

"Why is it the blood of the Mahua clan?" Zhi You pushed away a few cases in a lost voice, hurriedly came to the bloody water, looked at it, dipped his fingers in blood, and half-knelt on the ground and quickly sketched.

It's a witch talisman! Prince Qiao's eyes froze, and the talisman of Taoism was centered on words, decorated with moire water marks, and stimulated by the pure qi of cultivation in his body. The Wu clan's talisman is different, with birds, beasts, fish and insects as the center, connecting triangles, points, circles and other patterns, which can be activated with only blood.

The witch talisman belongs to Zhu You's forbidden spell technique, and the inheritance really falls into the hands of Zhi You? Prince Qiao secretly hesitated, how powerful Zhu You's forbidden spell is, if Zhi You can master it, how can he be willing to succumb to Barre?

"Edict!" the branch pinched with his fingers, and the blessing charm drawn in blood flowed slowly. After a while, in the center of the talisman, a monster that looked like an ape but not an ape, like a man but not a human, faintly appeared.

"It's really horse-turned blood!" Zhi Yu glared at the monster in fear, "This is bad!"

The four tribes of Mahua, Huling, Dog Rong and Shark are the most powerful indigenous tribes in the wilderness.

The mermaids have always been mysterious, living in seclusion in the deep sea of the wild west, and only when the mirage market opens on the first day of July every year will they appear and trade with foreign peoples. The dogs crisscross the southern wilderness, skilled in mining and refining tools and puppets, and their capital is said to be a vast underground labyrinth. Hu Ling perennially entrenched in the northern forests and mang, and built his own ghost sect. Sect Leader Yin Jiuyou used the White Tiger Seven Evil Swords and the Ghost Xuanyin Qi to fight all over the wilderness, without a single defeat, known as the first master of the wilderness.

Ma Hua is the overlord of the 100,000 mountains in the east. The Mahua clan is fierce and fierce, and they like to kidnap women of other tribes the most. They are born with divine power, jumping vertically like flying, and shocking the wilderness with the three great martial arts of eight or nine gongs, through arm fists, and shadowless legs.

With the strength of the Wu clan of Bailing Mountain, it is impossible to provoke the Mahua tribe.

"Ma Hua has always been eager to repay. Zhi Yu panicked, pacing back and forth anxiously. A few years ago, there was a small tribe in Qinglu Mountain that provoked a horse, and as a result, the whole clan was slaughtered, and even the corpse was not spared, and it was gnawed to pieces.

"Ge Laozi, are you panicking?" Barre snapped up and said sharply, "Clean the blood first, don't leave the smell, Ma Hua's nose is very pointed." Ba wolf, you go to the room, check who loaded the wine, and then go to the vicinity of Bailing Mountain to find out if there are any traces of Ma Hua breaking into the village. Zhiyou, you go to the clansmen to interrogate, if anyone bumps into Ma Hua, arrest him first. ”

The two disposed of Ma Hua's blood and left in a hurry. Barre smiled reluctantly at Prince Joe: "I'm sorry to disturb Mr.'s drinking." I'm going to take a look around with Mr., what do you think of these troubles in the clan?"

Prince Joe followed Barre down the bamboo building, and Zhijia Zhen still sat still, his lonely shadow cast on the wall by the sunlight, like an old painting that had been dusty for years.

If you want to brush off the dust, you can see the original color of the painting. Wang Ziqiao glanced at Zhi Kari Zhen deeply, and the young man just turned his head, looked at each other, and then staggered, and the same edge seemed to pass in the depths of his eyes.

"There are no ghosts in this heaven and earth, at least not in the world. "Prince Joe followed the winding path of the stream, against the current. It was noon, and most of the people of the Wu tribe were cooking on fires. Smoke curls everywhere and drifts into the green mountains and blue sky.

Barry narrowed his eyes, his gaze was like a needle: "What Mr. means is that Uncle Bao's matter has nothing to do with evil and deceitful corpses." ”

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "The Great Yan Dynasty of the Cloud Desolation has a sect of Dao and Wu convergence, called the Zombie Gate. They use secret methods and secret medicines to refine the dead into zombies who move freely and are invulnerable. But it usually takes years for a corpse to become a zombie. Zhibao will move around on the night of his death, which is absolutely impossible. ”

"It's not a natural disaster, it's a human being. Barre's eyes flashed, "Could it be that Uncle Bao's matter was made up of nonsense?" He hid Uncle Bao's body in advance, put it on the altar, and then made up nonsense to bluff people?"

"It's possible. Prince Qiao said leisurely. Since Zhi You is suspected of harboring Zhu You's forbidden spells, he just borrowed Barre's hand to force him.

"It's just—" Wang Ziqiao said, "There is another possibility. ”

"Sir, speak quickly. ”

In the middle of the night, Zhiyou only saw Zhibao's face pressed against the window. That's all. Prince Joe walked up the hill ahead, folded off a white chrysanthemum, and held it up to Barre's eyes.

"If I hide behind Zhibao's corpse and lift him up to the window, Zhiyu can only see Zhibao's face. He shook the chrysanthemum branch slightly, "You see, although the dead man can't speak, he can still nod. ”

Barre suddenly said, "Listening to what Mr. said, there is nothing strange about this matter. Of course, Uncle Bao's footprints left on the dirt floor can be made! But why did you put Uncle Bao's body on the altar and let the blood dry?"

"The altar of the nobles is set on the top of the mountain, right?" said Prince Joe, smiling and climbing the slope. On both sides of the path to the south, the Wu clan has cultivated a large number of terraced fields, like unfolding blue fans, layered on top of each other, straight to the top of the mountain.

"It's time to go to the altar and take a look. Barre pondered for a moment, feeling more like he was playing tricks. Who in the clan has the courage to oppose him but him?

Along the way, the sound of water roared gradually. The waterfall falls from the top of the mountain, the snow splashes jade, and the water vapor rolls. On the other side of the waterfall, there is an altar of the Wu clan.

The upper circle of the altar is piled up with mottled mountain stones, like an awe-inspiring and inviolable giant, and the ancient momentum makes the waterfall fall fall down.

Prince Joe approached and scrutinized. The four corners of the east, south, west and north of the bottom of the altar are supported by pillars, carved with birds and beasts, flowers, grasses, fish and insects. On the square pedestal, the corners are carved with witch charms, and a flat white beast bone is spread in the center, which is thought to be the place where the witch priest prays to the sky.

Wang Ziqiao looked at it for a while before he said slowly: "Draining the blood of Zhibao may be to sacrifice to the sky." Isn't there a kind of blood sacrifice in the oldest sacrificial rites of the nobility?"

Barre shook his head: "Blood sacrifice thing, you have to live to do it." ”

"Does it have to be alive?"

"It must be alive, this is the rule of the ancestors. ”

Prince Qiao stared at the pale bones, frowning in thought. These few things of the Wu clan started with a blood sacrifice, one by one, as if following some mysterious and primitive ritual, advancing step by step.

He looked up, and the wind on the top of the mountain shrieked across the altar, and the cry of a lonely ghost echoed all around. The Wu clan will not only kill cattle and sheep, but also take captured enemies and people who have committed capital crimes as sacrifices.

"We don't know what blood sacrifice is for a long time. A hint of contempt flashed in Barry's eyes, "Don't look at Zhiyou as a witch sacrifice, but apart from picking some herbs, curing a minor ailment, singing sacrificial lyrics and dancing witch dances during the sacrifice to the sky, he has no other skills." ”

Prince Qiao Ruo said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily. Some people are incompetent on the face, but they hide deep in their bones. Murong Guan, the current lord of the Dayan Dynasty, pretended to be stupid when he was a child, deceived the ministers, and did not show his grandeur until he ascended the throne. ”

Barre's body shook slightly: "Could it be that Zhiyou is pretending to be old and incompetent, but in fact, he is hiding two hands?"

Wang Ziqiao's expression was stunned, he originally wanted to lead the water of disaster to Zhi Hunt Zhen and find out the reality of the young man. In this way, using Barre's two-pronged approach to Zhiyu and Zhikashi, the whereabouts of Zhuyu's forbidden spell will definitely be determined.

Unexpectedly, Barre thought of a fork.

"Hands and feet in the pigsty, get rid of the hunting party, drown people in the dung pit...... Zhiyou does have this ability. Barre was already a little wary of Zhiyou, but now the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and Meiyu couldn't help but leak his murderous aura. The old thing is deliberately making things happen to make it impossible for him to sit in the position of the patriarch!

"To do these things, one person can't do it. Prince Joe muttered.

There are still a few people under the old thing. Barre sneered, thought for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. "Not true. Even if Zhi You wants to make trouble, he won't get Ma Hua's blood! Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Prince Qiao's heart moved, why was the cylinder of wine containing Ma Hua's blood overturned by Zhi Hunt Zhen?

The two of them were suspicious and lingered near the altar in deep thought. After a long time, seeing the twilight, the two of them went down the mountain.

"No matter who did it, I'm going to find out. Barry hugged his fist at Prince Joe, "Mr. is knowledgeable, and his Taoism is magical, so he must help me with a hand." ”

"As it should be. I only hope that Lord Wuwu will allow me to walk around at will and act cheaply. ”

"Okay! I will immediately instruct the people to do whatever the gentleman asks. Sir's words are my Barre's orders!"

Wang Ziqiao smiled slightly, and the two were walking to the mountainside, when they suddenly found that beside the stream below the mountain, the black pressure was full of clansmen.

Barre's heart sank, and he quickened his steps and hurried away.

"Lord Wuwu is here, Lord Wuwu is here!" shouted the clansmen, all out of the way, their faces full of fear.

The stream was murmuring, and the water was dyed blood-red. A corpse that looks like an ape but not an ape, like a man and not a human, with angry eyes wide open, lying in the stream with his back to the sky!

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