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Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Strange Statue


After a little deliberation, I quickly made up my mind.

There is a fat man's demon refining pot, they want to send it, and if they don't send it, there is always a way, why hide your head and tail, and be a villain in vain?

Thinking like this, I smiled and said, "The patriarch is serious, I was entrusted to send Yaoyao back, which is not a kindness, but since the patriarch has talked about this matter, I really have one thing and want to ask the patriarch for help." ” Or maybe my straightforward attitude was a little unexpected, Patriarch Qingqiu was slightly stunned, and then said, "Sir, you might as well talk about it." ” "I once heard that there is a strange grass, which only grows in the Fox King Palace of Qingqiu Country, I wonder if the patriarch has ever known about it?"

I asked directly.

"Seven-star wormwood?"

The Qingqiu patriarch raised his eyes and asked rhetorically.

The black-clothed High Priest, who had been sitting unspeakable, also opened his eyes and glanced at me.

Seven-star wormwood is a precious thing, and it makes sense for them to react accordingly.

I nodded and continued, "I heard that this strange grass is a treasure that is not passed down in the Qingqiu clan, I shouldn't have coveted it, but I have a deceased person, who is suffering from a strange disease, and it is necessary to plant the whole seven-star wormwood to find a glimmer of life. ” The Qingqiu Patriarch frowned, and after I finished speaking, he was silent for a moment before he spoke, "What Mr.

Zhou said is right, there is indeed such a thing in my Qingqiu Clan.

But this seven-star wormwood is a sacred relic in our clan, and it has not been passed on for thousands of years......"

Speaking of this, she groaned slightly, as if she couldn't make up her mind.

I didn't open my mouth to urge, asking for valuable things for no reason, it was not a gentleman's doing, if the Qingqiu clan could take the initiative to give me the seven-star wormwood, wishful thinking, it would naturally be better.

If I don't want to give it away, but it's human nature, I can find a way to steal or rob it myself, but there is no need to say anything about persecution.

While I was waiting, an old voice suddenly spoke, "Seven-star wormwood is not a holy thing, this little gentleman needs it, just take it." ” I turned my head to see that the black-clothed high priest stood up at some point, trembling on crutches, and his dim eyes did not look at me, but at a clay statue of a god enshrined in the depths of the hall.

The statue of the god was enshrined with fireworks before, and between the swirls, almost the entire idol was obscured, but with my cultivation, it was not difficult to see clearly, and when I looked closely, the idol was not the fox I imagined, but the image of a person, but this person was quite strange, the body was separated from the middle, the left side looked warm as jade, and the right side was obviously much thicker, and densely covered with dark hair.

After seeing it clearly, I couldn't help but "chuckle" in my heart, isn't this image exactly what I saw when I entered the illusion in the tomb of the Yin Shang Dynasty?

Why is it here again?

I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, trying to see it carefully, but for some reason, I could only see a rough outline of this statue, and I couldn't see whether the half-human body on the left was similar to me, so I couldn't tell if this statue was exactly the same as the statue in the tomb of King Yin Shang.

Patriarch Qingqiu's words interrupted my contemplation, and she seemed to have some objections to the decision of the high priest of Fang Cai, and whispered to the black-clothed priest, "The seven-star wormwood is a sacrificial thing marked in the ancestral canon, how can it not be considered a holy thing?"

If you give him ......"

Before she could finish, the black-clad priest shook his head.

It could be seen that the prestige of the high priest was extremely high, and just shook her head slightly, and the silver-haired woman, who was the patriarch of Qingqiu, suddenly stopped her words and did not dare to argue again.

After she had quieted down, the black-clothed priest spoke again, "This little gentleman has sent back the holy daughter of our clan, and when the sacrifice is made, what are those wormwoods compared to the holy woman?"

” After speaking, he coughed twice and directly asked the patriarch to go and pick a whole seven-star wormwood for me now.

Although the silver-haired patriarch had obvious reluctance on his face, he did not dare to disobey the priest's words, and took the order with a displeased face.

Hearing the black-clothed high priest mention the word "holy woman" again, I had doubts in my heart, and I couldn't suppress it at this time, and after the patriarch left, I asked the black-clothed high priest, "I heard someone mention that Yaoyao is the holy vein in the Qingqiu clan before, and you said that she is a holy woman......

Forgive the boy for taking the liberty of not knowing what this holy vein and the holy woman mean?

” The black-clothed priest smiled, his eyes only then withdrew from the depths of the main hall, and he walked two steps with a wooden crutch tremblingly, as if he was moving his body, and replied as he walked, "The holy vein is the holy vein, and Yaoyao has the holy vein, so she is naturally the holy woman......

Do you know that I am the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and I must have heard of the fox of Tushan, right?

” The fox of Tushan?

Of course I know that.

Legend has it that during the period of the Three Emperors, Dayu, who stabilized the world with the miraculous skill of controlling water, had a wife named Nujiao, who was the daughter of the Tushan Fox Clan.

Because Dayu left home to control the water, he missed it deeply and created the first love poem in Chinese history, with only four words - "waiting for people".

It's just that what is the connection between this Tushan Fox and the Qingqiu Clan?

I nodded and didn't speak, and the black-clothed priest didn't look back at me, still continuing as he walked, "The Tushan Fox is not a race, in fact, it is just a branch within my Qingqiu clan, because of its noble status, it is respected as a holy vein in my clan.

For thousands of years, the holy vein of our clan has not been prosperous, and in recent years, it has lost its bloodline, so it is indeed a great favor for you to send the holy daughter back to my Qingqiu clan. ” And this kind of thing?

I frowned, not that I suspected that the high priest had lied to me, but if that was the case, why didn't Yaoyao's mother tell me this in the first place?

After a moment's thought, I thought of a possibility.

According to Yaoyao's mother, she ran out of here when she was a child, she was ignorant and didn't know about it, and she had been wandering for many years, although she came back once, but she also had other purposes in mind, maybe she didn't communicate with her own people at all, and she didn't know her identity, which is not unbelievable.

I politely humbled myself to the elder, but the last stone in my heart was also lowered.

Judging from the strength I have now, it is not difficult to get the seven-star wormwood at all, but if you do it, the trouble is a trivial matter, and it will affect the relationship between Yaoyao and the Qingqiu clansmen.

Now it's okay, the Qingqiu clan is willing to send the seven-star wormwood, Yaoyao's identity is the saint of the clan, although she is not familiar with everyone here, but with her identity, she will not be bullied here, and everything on this trip can be regarded as having a happy ending.

I exhaled and didn't say anything about Yaoyao, but stretched out my finger and pointed to the idol in the depths of the main hall, and asked the black-clothed priest, "I don't know who is enshrined in this hall?"

” The black-clothed priest, who had been pacing left and right, stopped when he heard my words, his dim eyes moved to my face, and he stared at me for a long time before he looked away again and said slowly, "This is the Fox King's Palace, and the worship is naturally the Fox King." ” Fox King?

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His answer was a big surprise to me.

After pondering for a moment, I continued to ask, "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, since the one enshrined here is the fox king, why is it not the body of a fox, but the body of a half-man and half-beast?"

” When the black-clothed high priest heard this question, his expressionless face suddenly wrinkled and smiled, and then he replied, "This is naturally because the fox king himself is half-human, half-beast. ” This is a completely different answer from what I thought, but he said so, and I am really embarrassed to ask why the fox king is half human and half beast.

After thinking for a moment, he had to explain with an embarrassed smile, "To be honest, I have seen a similar statue of a god in other places before, so I am curious, and I am not disrespectful to the noble ancestors. ” I thought that if I told this message, the priest in black would ask me where I had seen such a statue, and then I would take the opportunity to look closer and ascertain the face of the statue.

After I finished speaking, the black-clothed priest didn't seem to care at all, just nodded lightly, said "It's okay", and then said no more.

This made me embarrassed, I wanted to ask again but I didn't know where to start, if I didn't ask, I finally found something that might be related to my life experience, and it would be a pity to give up.

While pondering, the Qingqiu patriarch came back from outside the main hall, holding a pale wooden box in his hand, the lid of the wooden box was open, and he could clearly see that there was a low green wormwood in the wooden box, and there were seven green leaves on the wormwood, and on each green leaf, there were seven dark silver stars, in addition, there were also seven stars on the rhizomes and branches of the wormwood, which were much brighter than the leaves.

What's even more amazing is that there is no soil or water under this seven-star wormwood, and the roots are rooted in the wall of the wooden box, as if it had grown on it in the first place.

The seven-star wormwood was brought, although the patriarch of Qingqiu was still unhappy, but he did not drag the mud and water, and directly handed over the entire wooden box to me, and also told me that although the seven-star wormwood is pulled out as a whole, it can take root and grow within seconds if it is placed there, but if it is not necessary, it is best to place it in this box, so as to maintain the spirituality of the seven-star wormwood to the greatest extent.

I nodded and wrote it down, and was about to say thank you, but the black-clothed priest didn't wait for me to speak, and said first, "Since the little gentleman has already obtained what he wanted, why don't you leave."

I, the Qingqiu Clan, don't communicate with humans, so it's not convenient for the two of you to stay here. ” He exited the guest, and I couldn't force me to stay, so I had to say goodbye, and then walked out of the hall with the fat man.

At this time, the thin young man who had brought us here was still waiting at the gate of the main hall, and when he saw us coming out, he came up to me and said, "My father has told me to send you two away, please come with me." ” The "father" he said should be the black-clothed priest, although he didn't see the two fathers and sons communicating, but there must be some secret method in the Qingqiu clan, and this thin young man already knew that we were leaving.

I nodded, didn't say anything, just let him lead the way.

After a few minutes of walking in a few minutes, we came to the place where the boulder had been earlier, and the thin young man did not say much, and after sending us here, he took his leave.

After he left, I looked at the wooden box in my hand, and felt that something was wrong, the speed at which the black-clothed priest sent me away seemed to be a little too fast, and before leaving, I didn't look at Yaoyao, just left, it seemed a little inappropriate.

Just as he was hesitating, the fat man on the side suddenly shouted, "Not good!