Your highness from ancient times

3000 years ago, the Wu clan was very prosperous, with a huge clan, with more than several thousand members, and it was the largest clan in the Xia Kingdom at that time, not one of them.

At that time, the patriarch of the Wu clan had the most powerful witchcraft, and he became the patriarch of the Wu clan at the age of 20.

Before that, he went out on a trip and fell in love with the prince of Xian who came out for a private visit.

One is the head of a clan, and the other is the prince of a country.

One shoulders the rise and fall of a clan, and the other shoulders the future of a country.

Both of them have their own ideals and revenge, and each other's hometown is a foreign land to each other. To be together, one of them must give up his long-term persistence and hard work.

... how easy is it?

The contradiction thus lay between the two.

Love is beautiful at the beginning, but when it is combined with reality, it is so helpless and sad.

The only way to resolve conflicts is to separate. It’s not that you don’t love, but that sometimes the responsibility is greater, just like the dilemma between loyalty and righteousness. Some people choose righteousness, while others choose loyalty.

If the story ends here, it's not too bad, at least you can do what you like.

However, war broke out between Xia and Xian.

And the location of the war happened to be in the border town near the Wu clan.

The two met again after being separated for many years, but the most terrible thing was that one was a soldier of the Xia Kingdom who brought the Wu clan to participate in the war and helped retreat the enemy, while the other was the top general who led the army of the enemy.

On the battlefield, the two look at each other, so close yet so far away, so close to each other.

In the end, the army of Xian was defeated and the prince was captured.

Xia Guo's decision was to kill all the captives, including the crown prince, to shake the foundation of Xian State, so the other captives were executed on the spot, and the crown prince was escorted back to Beijing to be executed in front of everyone.

But the patriarch loves the prince deeply, how could he just watch the prince go to die, the patriarch decided to save the prince.

And he also saved it, using Li Daitao's stiff method.

But the prince changed his voice, appearance and appearance with witchcraft, washed away his memory, and became a member of the witch clan.

The prince doesn't have any memory, and the blank memory starts with the patriarch. He is full of eyes on the patriarch. In the end, the two got married and gave birth to a son.

Just when the family of three was living happily, bad luck came to them again.

The prince is terminally ill.

The cause of the terminal illness was that the prince was secretly injured on the battlefield, and he was not detected in time. In addition, his body was weak after giving birth, which accumulated over time, making it incurable.

The patriarch couldn't accept this fact, this was the chance he had finally won to stay with the prince, and he was almost insane from the blow.

So he decided to enter the Holy Land of the Wu Clan to look for the Holy Fruit.

The environment in the Holy Land of the Wu Clan is harsh enough to torture a [-]-jin burly man to the bone within a month. He is also the only person who has entered the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, and he got nothing in the end.

It’s not like no one has been there since then, but those people retreated after taking two steps in. They are not people with strong psychological endurance, and they can’t even walk three steps away.

The patriarch was the second person to enter the Holy Land of the Wu Clan. When he entered, he was handsome and handsome, but when he came out, he was skinny and described as dry.

Holding a purple apple-like fruit in his hand.

But when he ran home excitedly, the prince just died.

The patriarch immediately went crazy.

The sacred fruit in his hand fell to the ground, immediately took root and sprouted, and grew into a small green sapling.

Later, not long after, the patriarch went to accompany the prince.

And their child disappeared, and it is still unknown where he went.

This is the origin of the sacred tree, watered with blood and great regret.

……

Chu Hengyu suppressed his excitement, slowly hid his body behind the boulder, and calmly analyzed.

The sacred tree is here, and it is regarded as such an important place for offering sacrifices, so the people here are probably descendants of the Wu clan.

That is to say, not all the people of the Wu Clan died during the extermination of the clan, and later moved back to the original Wu Clan land to reproduce.

Could the person who rebuilds the Wu clan be the missing son of the patriarch and prince?

Most likely.

The sacred tree is so luxuriant, it only bears one fruit, if you don’t look for it in the treetops, it’s impossible to find it if you look at it like this, you have to find an opportunity to get close.

He had to figure out a way to get Feng Siche to ask for the information he wanted to know, but also to get out of the way.

In fact, it's not difficult to retreat with the whole body, just exchange this Firefox. The difficulty is another problem, and I don't know why the village chief is unwilling to talk about it.

While he was thinking hard here, Feng Siche, Shi Han, and Ji Xiao were brought to the sacrificial place.

All three were wearing white robes, similar to the slanted-front robes in ancient costumes. All three of them were hangers, and they looked very good in long robes. Although their temperaments were different, they looked better the more they looked.

Feng Siche is cold and extravagant, Shi Han is handsome and unrestrained, and Ji Xiao is restrained and handsome.

Feng Siche looked at the sacrificial valley.

The huge tree immediately caught his attention, and he knew in his heart that this should be the sacred tree Chu Hengyu was looking for. This location is so secret, and he wondered if he could find it?

Then there is the incense table in front of the holy tree, on which there are many offerings, pastries and fruits, pork, beef and mutton, incense burner, and a large candle on the left and right, which is burning fiercely.

The entire sacrificial site is in the form of a six-pointed star, and a simple red lantern is placed on each corner of the six-pointed star. It looks like it was made by the villagers themselves.

The venue is very simple, by the way, in one corner, there are three herringbone-shaped wooden frames, with a thick iron chain wrapped around the wooden frames, and beside the wooden frames are several piles of dry firewood, a lot, anyway, enough to put a Live people burned to death.

"Village chief, people have brought them here." The three of them were still surrounded by more than [-] people, all holding knives and full of threats.

The village chief glanced at them, secretly startled by their composure, but then disdainful, as death is imminent, no matter how calm they are.

"Tie them to the gallows, and tie them tight, and don't let them break free and run away."

"Yes, mayor."

The three looked at each other and were tied up obediently.

Feng Siche imagined his current appearance in his mind, and he couldn't help but find it funny, torture was like this in ancient times, and I probably will never forget this experience.

After that, half of the people were left to guard the three of them, and the rest went to change their clothes. After they changed, they changed another one.

They changed into black robes, with hats covering them from head to toe.

No children, no women, all men, of all ages, under the leadership of the village chief, stand in two teams, the team on the left holds a bell, the bell seems to be worn on the wrist, closing the circle Here, the five bells are tied on a half circle and held in the hand, just on the back of the hand.

The bell looks very simple, and there are some incomprehensible patterns on it, revealing a hint of mystery.

The team on the right held a snare drum in their left hand and a bone in their right hand. Yes, it was a bone with some strange runes carved on it. It was used to beat the snare drum. The whole process was grayed out.

The village head stands at the front, holding a strange crutch inlaid with a human skull in his left hand and a bell in his right hand.

Suddenly, I saw the village head raised his head to the sky and let out a long growl, making a strange sound, then shook the bell and took a step, followed by the stick, and the people behind him, while walking, shook the bell in their hands, And beat the drum once, and roar to the sky, the sound is very long,

Then the village chief shook the bell again, and continued walking, and the people behind him did the same, and the whole team circled like this... walked three times.

When passing by the three people, he didn't even give them a look, just ignored them.

After three laps, the crowd stopped in front of the incense table under the leadership of the village head, burned incense and inserted it into the incense burner, and each person took a stick. The whole process was very solemn and solemn, and there was no sound.

The three of them watched their actions with great interest, and this mysterious sacrifice gave them a lot of insight.

There was a figure standing next to the boulder not far away, with an exquisite and monstrous face facing the sacrificial valley, Chu Hengyu's beautiful eyes blinked, and when the village chief let out his first long roar, he was watching .

It's not that he hasn't seen the sacrifice, the royal sacrifice is much more grand than this, and the royal sacrifice is full of majesty and integrity, but this one is bloody and evil, which is very strange.

The village head stood by and watched everyone pilgrimage, with an extremely serious expression, as if he was worried that everyone had done something wrong so that he could correct or stop it in time.

After all the people had finished pouring in the incense, the village head slowly walked towards Feng Siche and the three of them. With his hunchbacked body and trembling legs, he seemed to be walking steadily, and there was a smile on his lips. The weird smile that seems to be nothing, if the timid person is afraid, he will be in a cold sweat.

But Feng Siche and the other three have been to the ancient tomb, and their lives were on the line. They are in a different realm from ordinary people. They just looked at the village chief quietly, very calmly, very peacefully, and the bottom of their eyes was as calm as Mount Tai. .

The village chief's eyes quickly flashed a strange color. These three people are dragons and phoenixes among the people, but they just want to provoke them. They should not offend the river, but disregarding persuasion has offended the public, and everyone should be appeased.

"What do you have to say?" The village chief asked calmly, considering several people as dying.

Feng Siche stared at the village chief for a while, his deep eyes reflected the village chief's appearance in a black robe, he looked very seriously, "I want to know the secret of the curse."

How on earth was the curse imposed so that the same thing could happen to everyone in future generations?

Such a thing that cannot be explained by science, except to find out through this method, he really has no clue at all. This is the only clue, and he will never give up.

The village chief's eyes fell on Shi Han and Ji Xiao, and he said regretfully, "They are just your companions, and they died too unjustly."

Shi Han asked, "Village Chief, I don't understand, what kind of secret is it that even dying people like us are keeping it from?"

The village chief smiled strangely, "In these days, even the dead can't keep secrets. Do you think I will tell you? Go and inquire after you get to the underworld." After speaking, he shook his head regretfully. Why do you want to seek death?Is it not good to live?

Feng Siche's stubbornness towards this old man was a real headache, he would rather kill him than keep him, "Are you planning to bring this secret into the coffin?"

"You're really right, that's it." The village head changed into a more relaxed expression, and didn't care about the reactions of Feng Siche and the others, they were all going to die anyway.