The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

The fairy failed to deal with the two little fairy boys, and was sued by others.

The priest here came to the door angrily, and Xia Yu shrank behind Zhu Junyang like a turtle.

The high priest is a very beautiful woman, wearing an animal skin skirt, revealing a dark waist, with stripes painted on her face, wearing gold rings on her neck, wrists, and ankles, and holding a sword in her hand scepter.

The two big brothers guarding the door and the high priest walked in together, and the two hugged together and beeped softly: "That's her!"

Xia Yu: "..." I'm not me without you, don't talk nonsense...

She still didn't understand why she somehow became a tough woman who bullied men.

The high priest tapped the ground twice with his scepter: "Be quiet."

She looked less than thirty years old, but she was very dignified. When she spoke, the two men dared not speak out.

Xia Yu poked his head out from behind Zhu Junyang to look at her: "I didn't bully them, I'm innocent."

The high priest didn't speak, and waved to the two men behind him, driving them out of the cave, then turned to Xia Yu and said, "Are you outsiders?"

Zhu Junyang replied: "We didn't break in here on purpose."

High Priest: "If that's the case, I can send you away now. But there is one thing, you have to keep everything you see here a secret."

"No!" Xia Yu refused.

The high priest's eyes instantly became very dangerous, and he had the aura to kill her on the spot if she couldn't say one, two, three, four.

Xia Yu was taken aback, Zhu Junyang took a step forward to protect her, and confronted the high priest calmly.

"We still have a companion who has gone somewhere. If we find her, we will leave immediately." Xia Yu said weakly.

The high priest's expression was a little confused: "Except for the three of you, we have no other outsiders here."

Xia Yu: "Impossible! Our friends came in earlier than us, so think about it."

The high priest pondered for a moment, his expression suddenly changed, he looked at them hesitantly, and finally said: "There is no one else, our tribal ceremony is about to begin, and outsiders are not welcome. I will open the enchantment in a while and send you off." leave."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and walked out regardless of Xia Yu and the others' reactions.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Xia Yu yelled several times, but it didn't change her mind.

At this moment, Wen Yan suddenly said quietly: "Is the White Tiger God still alive?"

The high priest's footsteps stopped, and the sound of metal collisions echoing in the cave also stopped.

Xia Yu's eyes blurred, and she saw her suddenly appear beside Wen Yan, with the scepter in her hand against Wen Yan's neck, and asked coldly, "Who are you?!"

Classical Chinese is not afraid at all, looking directly into the woman's eyes, the imposing manner is not lost to her at all: "I know a lot of things, more than you can imagine. 70 years ago, the Yao family suffered a disaster and disappeared overnight. The gods also fell, and the position of the western gods was vacant. I was still wondering why the old gods died and the new gods didn't fill them up. The original answer is here. I didn't expect you to be so powerful, not only fooled the world, but also fooled me."

The high priest frowned, and unexpectedly revealed the identity of classical Chinese in one sentence: ""Xuanhuang Jing"?"

Wen Yan nodded lightly, full of pretense.

Xia Yu: "...?"

Isn't classical Chinese just a broken book?How do you feel that he looks so powerful? ?Is it an illusion? ?

It must be.she thought deludedly.

The high priest was silent for a few seconds, then swiped the scepter at the rope on Wen Yan's body, and tied him directly: "In this case, I have a feeling of unsympathy."

Classical Chinese patted his sleeves: "If it is related to the next sacrifice, then it is inconvenient for me to participate."

The high priest was puzzled: "Why?"

"You have already deceived people who shouldn't be deceived. If I get involved again, the higher-ups will know faster. The new White Tiger God may be in danger."

Hearing this, the high priest no longer insisted, and his attitude towards them was a little better: "It turns out that everything is a misunderstanding. Please come with me, guests. Your friends will be with you after the ceremony is over." leave."

Xia Yu pouted.

I just said that no one came, but now I say that Yao Wenjing will go with them, women, don't change your face too quickly.

Wen Yan rubbed his shoulders, walked behind the high priest, and stared at her while walking - I was thinking just now, if I overturned, no ghost would let you go.

After doing it several times, Xia Yu roughly guessed what he was talking about.

She replied to him silently: What are you doing to me?

Wenyan: With my hands tied, I can't even use the last hole card.

Xia Yu rubbed his nose with excuses, and unilaterally cut off the silent chat with him.

The sun is still shining outside, and the closer you get to the entrance of the cave, the more dazzling the sun will be.

The few people who had been in the dark for a long time closed their eyes, and opened them after half a day of adaptation.

The two big brothers came up to meet them, and the weaker one glanced at them and asked, "High Priest, are they...?"

The high priest replied: "I have asked clearly, they know the young Patriarch, they are not outsiders, I will take them to meet the young Patriarch now."

The one who was a little more fierce had a sky-falling expression: "Then... So, they are the young Patriarch's guests?"

The high priest nodded.

The eldest brother didn't know what he thought of, so he covered his face suddenly, and ran away in a hurry. His good friend quickly apologized to the high priest, and chased him in the direction he ran away.

Xia Yu was very disillusioned: "Well... can I ask a more rude question?"

Wen Yan taunted her: "You know it's rude to ask?"

Xia Yu rolled her eyes at him: "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

"This way please." The high priest led them the way and said as they walked, "You can ask."

Xia Yu: "That... all the men here have this style of painting... Er... I mean the style?"

Before the high priest could speak, the classical Chinese answered first: "It's rare to see, but it's strange. The White Tiger God is a female god, and her family is also a matrilineal society."

The high priest nodded approvingly.

Xia Yu: "??" So she really bullied a big cucumber just now?

Zhu Junyang patted her on the shoulder comfortingly.

Xia Yu struggled: "Boss, do you think I should apologize to him? I feel like a scum who bullies the weak..."

Zhu Junyang: "Ask the priest?"

Xia Yu looked sideways at the high priest eagerly.

The high priest said: "No need to apologize, there is no need..."

Xia Yu: "...?"

no need……?What means?

……

After going through untold hardships, they finally met Yao Wenjing.

Or rather——Yao Wenjing plus.

Zhu Junyang's guess is not wrong, Yao Wenjing has really become a cerebellar axe! !

A small white tiger with short legs and a golden "King" character on its head! !

Xia Yu was almost insane, grabbed her chin and scratched it, making the little white tiger snort comfortably, and narrowed his eyes.

The high priest left after bringing them here, as if he wasn't worried that they would steal Yao Wenjing away; Zhu Junyang and Wen Yan were muttering something, Xia Yu didn't care, she was full of cerebellar axe now.

"It's so cute..." She buried her face in Yao Wenjing's soft fur, took a deep breath, and a smell like fallen leaves after being hit by autumn rain entered her nose.

Yao Wenjing's Northeast accent came out of Cerebellar Axe's mouth: "Stop smoking here, think about what to do now? These people insisted that I was their young master, trapped me here and wouldn't let me go, I It sounds like I'm going to be sacrificed to heaven? Who did I provoke??"

Xia Yu said with disgust: "Don't talk, it's not cute to talk."

Yao Wenjing: "?? What the hell about me??"

"Xia Xiaoyu, don't climb the wall in front of me." Zhu Junyang, who had finished communicating with classical Chinese, came over, took Xia Yu by the collar, pulled her away from Yao Baihu Wenjing, and said, "Don't worry, this This ceremony will do you no harm."

Yao Wenjing: "Could you tell me that they are going to gaha?"

Xia Yu protested: "Let me take another sip!! Just one sip! Sucking the Cerebellar Axe, how can it be called wall climbing?!"

Of course, Zhu Junyang didn't answer Yao Wenjing's question, and dragged Xia Yu away to beat the child.

After walking far away, Zhu Junyang stopped and said seriously: "Xia Yu, I just asked and understood everything, do you want to hear it?"

Xia Yu immediately stopped thumping, blinking her eyes to show that she was all ears.

Zhu Junyang then said: "The Patriarch of the Yao family also had a premonition that the disaster was coming, so he recalled all the clan members. Unlike our Zhu family, he found a way, that is, to select the person who is most suitable to replace the old god, and personally kill her soul. Take it out, change the memory, put it in the human world, and then rely on this picture of the white tiger to save the lives of the whole family."

Xia Yu was puzzled: "Since we can protect everyone, why did we kill her..."

Now that the matter has come to this point, everyone knows that she is Yao Wenjing.

Zhu Junyang showed a bitter smile: "It's not that easy. The King of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch. The weight Baihutu can bear is limited. If they want to protect themselves, they can only become the same existence as Yao Wenjing .”

In the face of disaster, the Yao family and the Zhu family chose the same approach - the whole family should protect one.

Almost every family on the verge of extinction has chosen this approach, because there is only one chance of survival, and they cannot save so many clansmen.

Zhu Menglong came out of the Zhu family, and some people in the Yao family disagreed with this approach. After all, whose life is worthless?

So there's that swamp out there.

It is not used to prevent outsiders from entering, but to prevent people inside from getting out...

Those who refused to go back eventually drowned in the swamp, and their souls were captured by the White Tiger Picture.

The entire Yao family has been preserved in this way of neither human nor ghost, for more than seventy years.