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Not only the Hu cavalry soldiers escorting the prison cart couldn't understand the fact that the holy witch wanted Xue's family, but even King Zuoguli, who commanded the army, couldn't figure it out.

But he would not ask the Holy Witch of Huo Lei. He had dealt with the other party for decades, and he knew that for this person, there were some secrets that could never be asked.

For example, the origin of the Fire Thunder Holy Witch.

The god of heaven is the common belief of the Xihu tribe. The main hall of the god of heaven located in Ximozhihai used to be the center of the entire royal court, where the golden statue of the god of heaven, Ashina, is enshrined continuously throughout the year.

The holy witch is the priest who sacrifices and takes care of the main hall. Originally, he only appeared in the New Year and Harvest Ceremonies, and occasionally divination for the royal court.

Afterwards, the royal court split, Ximozhihai fell into chaos, and the Tianshen Temple was also affected.

Overnight, the tall wooden hall was hit by lightning and caused a fire, and the previous holy witch was burned to death in the hall.The raging fire burned for three days and finally went out. Wang Ting found a roll of cloth under the ruins of the temple. There was a faint blue light shining in the darkness, and a name was written on it.

"Chai Luo? How could it be him?!"

At that time, the Youdan family king who was in charge of the royal court frowned.

Cai Luo is a mixed race, his father is a businessman who fled to the north, and he has never been valued in the Tianshen Temple.

Youdanyang King is a stubborn old man, he didn't take this roll of cloth seriously.

After all, let a bastard with mixed blood be No. 1 under the gods, not to mention that Mozhihai Royal Court never happened, even looking at the grasslands, it is too unimaginable.

The gods are the gods of the Xihu people, and those who betray the gods in the Donghu are not worthy, let alone those with despicable blood.

According to the traditional rituals of the temple, he chose a highly respected witch as the successor of the temple to preside over the work of offering sacrifices to the gods.But King Youdanyang did not expel Chailo either.Although his blood is not pure, but after all, he is also a servant of the gods certified by the temple, so it is not a bad idea to let him do some chores.

It's just that Youdanyang King didn't expect that the holy witch he supported had just taken office for four days, and the gods sent down angry thunder again.

This time the temple was not burned down, but the loud noise still alarmed the residents of Ximozhihai. All the barbarians knelt down and kowtowed, begging the gods to calm their anger in fear, because they didn't understand what happened.

"It's that roll of cloth!"

There are people in the crowd who seem to have suddenly realized.

King Youdan Yang did not respect the decree sent down by the gods, but instead elected the holy witch according to his own preferences.

The holy witch is the spokesperson of the god of heaven, and the god of heaven is naturally unhappy if he does not choose his favorite servant.

"The gods are not angry because of the believers of Ximozhihai. The gods don't like the new holy witch, Zhilamu. The gods want Cai Luo as a person who serves the gods."

"Why don't you let Chaida try it."

The confidant of King Youdanyang persuaded softly.

"Now that other tribes are dissatisfied, why don't we take a step back, let Zhilamu go down, and replace it with Chaluo, and just do it for a while."

"If the gods still send down the thunder, then we will be able to squeeze out Cai Luo grandiosely, and replace our people with superiors, and the other tribes will not be able to pick anything."

Hearing what he said, King Youdanyang hesitated a little.

Zhilamu is the holy witch he has promoted, and he has been with him in the temple for many years, and he has given him a lot of support both openly and secretly.

It is one of the promises made by King Youdanyang to support Zhilamu to take the throne.Since the gods sent thunder to the temple, all the Xihu tribes were in panic and fear. Building a stable and powerful temple could help him quickly control the situation and calm the increasingly shaken military spirit.

It's a pity that Zhilamu didn't live up to it, and couldn't please the gods, and Youdan Yangwang had nowhere to use it if he had the strength.

He thought about it for a day, but in the end he was still worried about the punishment of the gods, so he reluctantly agreed to let Chailo have a try.

With this attempt, he became the only holy witch with impure blood in the Ximozhi Sea God Temple, and also the only spokesperson who could borrow the power of thunder and fire from the god of heaven.Under his leadership, the Ximozhihai Temple quickly established its authority among the Xihu tribe, consolidated its believers, and soon became an important force that the royal court should not underestimate.

Under the promotion and operation of Cai Luo, the stubborn and conservative King Youdanyang was replaced by the young King Zuoguli, and the Mobei Grassland quickly reshuffled. It was dispatched far away, such as the Haryu people in Hexa City.

This is not only the belief in the gods, but also the endless magic tools of the fire and thunder holy witch.

The fire bottle that can use the thunder of the gods, the kerosene that burns instantly and cannot be shaken off, and the invincible giant building cart. After accumulating strength for ten years, Chai Luo finally waited for the news of Emperor Longcheng's death.

"it's time."

He stood under the golden icon of the god and said this to King Zuoguli.

"The prosperity and wealth of the Central Plains was bestowed upon us by the gods, and our mission is to occupy it."

"Xihu people should not be trapped in the bitter cold and remote Mobei grassland, we are the people blessed by the gods."

King Zuoguli obeyed the words of Huolei Shengwu.

The turning point in his life was being promoted by this holy witch. From then until now, nothing that the holy witch has planned or thought has never been impossible.

According to the plan he had made with the Holy Witch, he brazenly sent troops south and set foot in the Central Plains.

At that time, the three kings of the Ye Dynasty were fighting for the throne, and there were constant internal struggles. Under the constraints, it was impossible to form an effective defense.

Hu Qi went south, except for the unlucky one who encountered the frontier army, the rest went very smoothly, and soon occupied a large area of ​​land in the north of Yechao.

The easy victory made the Xihu tribe deeply believe in the Huolei Holy Witch, which quickly turned into a fanatical belief.

Yes, what Huolei Shengwu said is right, the Central Plains is the place given to them by the gods, they should live there, and the professionals are the thieves who occupy their land!

It is time to return the property to its original owner.

Therefore, when King Zuoguli heard that the Huolei Sacred Witch wanted to convict the Xue family, he only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Although the Xue family saved a lot of energy for King Zuo by opening the city gate and exchanging swords, but in the final analysis, King Zuo Guli looked down on these treacherous villains from the bottom of his heart.

Xue Yibian was able to betray his own country, and one day he could betray other races like them as well.

For a Xue Yibian, it is not worth offending his teacher, his benefactor.

At this moment, the fate of the Xue family was settled.

That night, the cities of Changzhou and Hengshou were brightly lit.

Numerous pampered members of the Xue clan were pulled out of the house, and like cattle and sheep being driven, they were dragged to the suburbs in groups and packed into small cage carts.

A hundred years ago, they also expelled the local family in Changzhou in the same way, relying on the Changzhou Mine, Longquan Jianfang and Yugaozhi to quickly accumulate wealth and power. Successfully stood on the pinnacle of the industry power pyramid.

It's just that no one expected that this peak lasted so short.

It has only been a few years since Empress Xue ascended the throne, and the Xue family has already been reduced to driven sheep slaves.

They were weeping, angry, and panicked. They didn't understand why they opened the gate of Changzhou City and respectfully led the Xihu army into the Central Plains. Why did these Hu people suddenly turn their backs and beat them into prisoners? This doesn't make sense at all!

It doesn't make sense!Obviously they are friends!

"No! No! Dalang, Dalang, talk! How could this happen? Why did they arrest us?!"

The members of the Xue family were crying, but they did not dare to resist the brutality of the barbarians.

No one knew better than them how fierce these tribes from the grassland were.Ever since Xue Yijian let Hu Qi into the city, mutilated corpses of ordinary people would appear in the city from time to time. I don't know how many ordinary people and young ladies from small families have been ruined.It's just that these dirty things don't get close to the Xue family, so everyone can pretend that they didn't happen.

Not only pretending it didn't happen, but also intensified his flattery to King Zuoguli, with a very sincere and flattering attitude.

The tribe couldn't figure it out, and Xue Yijian couldn't figure it out either.

Along the way, he also tried his best to find out the reason, but no matter how he searched, he only got one inexplicable and evil answer-the Holy Witch.

Holy Witch?

Xue Yibian thought about it for a few days and couldn't figure it out, he had no enmity with Xi Mozhihai, so how could it be like this?

It wasn't until they were escorted to the capital, locked in a cold and damp dungeon, and tortured for several days, that he finally met the instigator of this indiscriminate disaster.

"You...you are...the Holy Witch?"

Xue Yijian raised his blood-stained face, narrowed his eyes with difficulty, trying to recognize the appearance of the person in front of him.

Wearing the costumes of the Hu people's temple, at the age of 40, with a unique Hu people's rune painted on one side of his face.

Although he could see the blood of the Hu people, for some reason, he always felt that the facial features and outline were inexplicably familiar.

"You don't recognize me?"

The Huolei Holy Witch raised his head and looked down at Xue Yijian, who was pinned to the wall, with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"Then let me remind you. In the first year of Changle, during the change of Yunfu Mountain Academy, your Xue family kidnapped the descendants of saints. According to the genealogy, I have another name, Xue Yide."

Xue Yide?

"Xue Yide?"

Xue Yijian repeated it, and he lowered his head, as if recalling the meaning of the name.

After a long time, his voice sounded in the dark dungeon.

"Are you a descendant of the blacksmith's daughter?"

Xue Yinian raised his head, his blood-stained face was half a smile, but the fear before was no longer in his eyes.

"Xue Yide, hehe, you chose the name Xue Yide yourself, right?"

"The dirty blood of the common people of the poor family is flowing in your body, and it really is the shabbyness that cannot be erased from generation to generation. You are not worthy of the Xue family's surname."

"You only know the meaning of the word generation, but not all of our names have meaning?! The 'de' character you chose for yourself first, is just like your iron-smithing ancestor. I don't know what it means!"

Hearing that he was said to be a descendant of the blacksmith's daughter, the Huolei Holy Witch's face was already very ugly.

People who are inferior because of their bloodlines value their bloodlines the most. He never admits that his ancestors were humble craftsmen, but instead calls himself the descendants of saints. Xue Yibian's words hit the most sensitive nerve of the Huolei Holy Witch.

Craftsmen, common people, poor families who don't know how to behave.

These contemptuous words once dragged the ancestors into exile, from the rich land of the Central Plains to the grassland, lonely and helpless, struggling to survive.

What do these people know?Only their family is the bloodline chosen by the gods!There are tens of thousands of people in the world, but his ancestors came from outside the sky, came to the world to save the common people and save the common people. He is the saint who is destined by heaven!

Compared with such a legend, what is the blood of the family? !What did the Sima family do? !

If there were no ancestors of his family, Sima Zhong, the founding emperor of the Ye Dynasty, was just an envoy of the Tang Dynasty, how could he rule the world? !

It wasn't that God chose the Sima family, but his family's ancestors chose the Sima family!

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, the Holy Witch Huo Lei suddenly picked up his whip, and lashed at Xue Yibian's body and head.

While smoking, but also scolding.

"What is the Xue family! What are you!"

"The Xue family only relied on the young man's rhetoric to deceive and sell himself, and deceived my ancestors' skills and treasures to make a fortune. It is no different from the female whores who cheated money in the flower building. How noble!"

"Even female prostitutes will raise the flesh and blood of their benefactors. The poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring. The Xue family cheats the world and steals its name, and even persecutes blood relatives. They are just a bunch of beasts!"

"Where do you think the Xue family's iron smelting technique and the formula of jade ointment came from? Those are all my family's things! Without these two things, the Xue family is just a rich family in the Tucheng, and they want to send their daughters to the palace. Poster, go dreaming!"

He was merciless in his strikes, but Xue Yijian was also stubborn, and even endured it without saying a word, his eyes were full of fierce stubbornness.

Ever since he knew the life experience of the person in front of him, he knew that it was probably impossible for him to get out of this prison alive this time.

Back then, the Xue family hijacked Mo Zong's blacksmith workshop at the foot of Yunfu Mountain, forcing the owner to hand over the secret of Mo Zong's sword making.

That man was quite stubborn, no matter how tortured he was, he kept silent and tried to kill him several times, which caused the Xue family quite a headache.

In the end, it was Xue Qiliang, the direct branch at that time, who came up with an idea and sent a well-known handsome man in the clan to approach the blacksmith's daughter.

The little girl who has just reached Ji, spoiled and spoiled, has never seen the world, how can she be able to resist the flirtatious gentleman who can tease her, she really fell into it very quickly, and she was devoted to Xue Lang, heart and soul.

After that, things are much simpler.

The owner of the blacksmith workshop has only one daughter. Under the pressure of his daughter's death and life, the psychological defense line of the blacksmith workshop owner quickly collapsed, and he revealed the secret of Mo Zong's sword technique.

He couldn't bear the torment in his heart, so he committed suicide a year later, and went to the underworld together with many fellow disciples of Mo Zong's blacksmith house.

At that time, Fangzhu's daughter had already given birth to a son, but she did not get the promised title.

Xue Lang is married, and the main house is not her, but the daughter of another family who is helpful to the Xue family.

At that time, the Xue family had already occupied Changzhou City by virtue of the method of frying steel, and got the first pot of gold in their fortune.

The woman was hit hard, but looking at the boy, she still had expectations for Xue Lang.Xue's family saw her intentions, and felt that the master of the blacksmith shop probably reserved his hands for his daughter, so they used their child and title to hang her, tricking her into telling more secrets about Mozong.

But after experiencing everything before, no matter how stupid people are, they should wake up.Seeing her son growing up day by day, but still not even having a family tree, the woman is completely desperate for Xue's family, but she suffers from being trapped in the back house of Xue's family, under strict surveillance, unable to escape.

At the critical moment, a "righteous man" extended a helping hand to her.

The Lu family in Nanjun was grateful for the kindness of the great sage, and sent dead men such as Changzhou City to do everything possible to transport people out of the Central Plains and send them outside the Great Wall.

From then on, the Xue family never had that child's name again.For many years from the beginning to the following years, that Xue Lang married wives and took concubines with names and surnames. He spread his branches and leaves, and his legitimate son entered the capital. He was known as Xue Laoshang Shuling.

He, Xue Yibian, could kneel down to barbarians, his family, and his stepmother.But as a direct descendant of the Xue family, his knees must not be bent towards the blood of this craftsman!

He doesn't deserve it!

By the time the Huolei Holy Witch came back to his senses, Xue Yibiao had already been beaten to a pulp, and his personnel were unknown.

He spat lightly, threw away the whip in his hand, and ordered the soldiers guarding outside to pour salt water on him to wake him up.

"Look for a doctor, hang his life, and send him to the execution ground every day."

The Huolei Holy Witch's eyes were cold and sinister, and there was undisguised malice in his voice.

"The Xue family, kill a batch every day and let him watch."

"Pull it back and put it in his cell. I want him to witness the destruction of Xue's family with his own eyes!"