Meng Huai heard what his grandfather had left for him, and moved the futon away, and sure enough, there was a small black pit underneath, which was incompatible with the yellow earth in the rest of the temple. Meng Huai bit his finger and dripped blood into it. The blood disappeared in an instant when it reached the pit, and then the statue of Pangu enshrined on the stage moved 'click', and a dark passage was revealed under the statue.

There was no light in the passage, I don't know how long, and it looked a little eerie. Meng Huai knew that his grandfather would not harm him, so he plucked up his courage and went to find a branch outside the temple, wrapped some linen cloth around it, lit it with fire, and then carried the torch into the passage.

The road inside the passage was very smooth, and it looked like it should have been specially repaired, and Meng Huai could see through the light of the torch in his hand that there were many patterns carved on the stone wall of the passage. There are many patterns on the stone wall, there are flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and animals, and there are many strange creatures that Meng Huai can't recognize.

Meng Huai looked at the pattern on the stone wall in the passage and kept walking forward, I don't know how long he had been walking, the torch in his hand was about to burn out, and the passage still hadn't come to an end. Meng Huai changed from walking to trotting, hoping to reach the end of the passage early.

Finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front of the passage, and Meng Huai saw that there was a light in front of him, and quickened his pace and ran forward.

Meng Huai rushed to the place where there was light, which was the exit of the passage. Out of the passage, Meng Huai found that the end of the passage was in a valley surrounded by towering trees. There was nothing else in the valley except countless stone pillars, all of which were red in color and looked like they had been stained with blood. Among the many stone pillars, there is a huge stone hall, the stone hall is similar to the temple where he lived with the priest grandfather since he was a child, but this stone hall is many times larger than the temple where he lives.

Just when Meng Huai was in a daze at the huge stone hall in front of him, he suddenly felt that something seemed to be calling him inside the stone hall, and he had unknowingly walked to the door of the stone hall.

The stone hall was indeed very tall, and Meng Huai stood at the door of the stone hall, feeling like an ant in front of a mountain. Meng Huai put his hand on the door and pushed it forward, but the door did not move. No matter how hard Meng Huai tried, it seemed that the gate of the stone hall was the same as the land, and it was not moved by Meng Huai at all.

Meng Huai was a little decadent, sitting on the steps at the gate of the stone hall, looking at the night sky that was already full of stars, and a bright moon shone in this silent valley, shining on those red stone pillars. Meng Huai thought of the priest grandfather, and he didn't know how the priest grandfather was now. Meng Huai said to himself: "Grandpa Shaman, where are you, Meng Huai misses you very much." Sitting on the stone steps, Meng Huai leaned on the stone pillar and fell asleep tiredly.

When he woke up, it was already broad daylight, Meng Huai rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned. Meng Huai looked around, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a change in this valley, and the stone pillars that had been illuminated by the stars last night had now turned white.

Meng Huai ran to the nearest stone pillar to him, stretched out his hand and stroked the stone pillar, and there was a burst of warmth from the stone pillar, as if the stone pillar seemed to be alive. Meng Huai touched several stone pillars one after another, and all the stone pillars he touched gave Meng Huai the same feeling. Meng Huai didn't know why, as if he felt very kind to these stone pillars, as if these stone pillars were like his own relatives like the priest grandfather.

Meng Huai left the stone pillar and returned to the door of the stone hall, continuing to think about how to open the door of the stone hall. Meng Huai walked back and forth in front of the gate of the stone hall, constantly looking at the gate, trying to find the trick to open the gate on it, but after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't find anything on the gate.

Suddenly, Meng Huai inadvertently found that the patterns on the gate were a little strange, originally Meng Huai saw that the patterns on the gate were just some decorative patterns, but just now he walked to a place and looked at the patterns on the gate from that angle, Meng Huai found a different place. The patterns on the gate are somewhat like the witch patterns that the shaman's grandfather once painted to himself, and it is a relatively advanced sacrificial family pattern in the witch clan, this kind of family pattern is generally learned by the high priest in the witch clan, and the tattoo on the body represents the status in the witch clan.

Now this kind of clan pattern appears on this door, which may mean that this stone temple should be a high-status temple among the Wu clan, and if you want to enter this kind of temple, you need to recite the sacrificial mantra of the person who enters. Meng Huai remembered a mantra that the priest grandfather had to memorize and memorize when he was a child, and Meng Huai thought that it should be the mantra used by the priests in the Wu clan.

With the attitude of giving it a try, Meng Huai knelt at the gate with a solemn expression, and kowtowed respectfully towards the gate twelve times, because this was the respect for the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, who had the highest status. After kowtowing, Meng Huai recited the sacrificial mantra.

From the moment Meng Huai chanted the sacrificial mantra in his mouth, the originally calm state in the valley changed, and the ground began to tremble slightly, and all the stone pillars around the stone hall also trembled with the ground.

As Meng Huai chanted more and more mantras, the door of the stone hall changed, the door "clucked", slowly opened a gap, and then the door slowly opened towards the stone hall, and finally opened completely.

Meng Huai saw that the door of the stone hall was completely open, and stopped chanting the sacrificial mantra, and when Meng Huai stopped chanting, the valley returned to its previous state, and the stone pillars stopped trembling.

Meng Huai stood up and walked into the stone hall, the stone hall was empty, but there was a stone statue in the stone hall, and there was an offering table made of stone in front of the stone statue. Looking around the stone hall, there is nothing else, the walls of the stone hall are depicted with twelve huge patterns, these patterns Meng Huai recognized, that is the appearance of the twelve ancestors of the witch clan that the priest's grandfather told him, and Meng Huai found that the stone statue in the stone hall is very similar to the Zhurong in the statue of the twelve ancestors, it seems that this stone hall should be one of the legendary Zhurong Palace. However, it is said that in the Lich War thousands of years ago, all the ancestral witch halls were destroyed, and the whereabouts of the twelve ancestral witches are unknown.

Just when Meng Huai was looking at the huge statue of Zhurong in the stone hall in a daze, a very abrupt voice sounded in the stone hall: "The heir of the Wu clan, you are finally here, and this seat is finally waiting for you." ”

Meng Huai was startled by this voice, and looked around, but did not find that there was another person in the stone hall, "Who are you and where are you?"

"Don't look at it, this seat is the stone statue in front of you, and this seat is one of the twelve ancestral witches, Zhurong Ancestral Witch. The voice said.