My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Zhang Hao ignored their dog abuse and continued walking in the original direction.

However, they still passed the big banyan tree.

Xingyue kept thinking about going over to have a look, but Yu Bin was worried about the danger and refused to let him go.

Zhang Hao's eyes were much better than those people's. Even though he was far away, he still saw - on the tree, there was a faint trace of a six-pointed star that was almost submerged in moss.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao felt that all the blood in his body was going to flow backwards.

Why would she know?

Xingyue has always been with her, so why did she know there was a six-pointed star symbol there?

Zhang Hao glanced at Xingyue. There was nothing strange about her expression, but he felt that the sense of belonging in her eyes was becoming more and more obvious.

The further you go to the top of the mountain, the more obvious the thunder and lightning sounds.

Bonnar couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't even keep his legs upright. Yinhui helped him with a disgusted expression.

"Why did you follow me in?"

"I must come in..." Bonnar wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I must unlock the secret."

Yinhui's health was not much better. Even though there were many doubts in his mind, such as who this uncle was and why he was so curious about things in the village, these questions were no longer so important at this moment.

Xueji's fever slightly stirred up a few strands of hair, and purple electricity seemed to be flowing in the air.

The way up the mountain was blocked, and the thick vines formed a natural shield, blocking the view.

"The saint's palace is ahead..." Xueji said breathlessly: "But I don't have the strength to cut through this vine wall, Yinhui, come here..."

Yinhui threw Baonar to the ground unceremoniously and drew out the soft sword from his waist.

Swing hard!

Swish-!

The vine was cut open, and before Zhang Hao had time to see clearly what was going on inside, it closed again, as if it had not been injured just now.

"No, I'm too weak..."

"I'll do it." Zhang Hao pulled out his knife and volunteered to step forward.

But he was stopped by Xueji.

"No, you can't break this barrier without my blood on your knife."

Zhang Hao pondered for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and gently wiped the wound on Xue Ji's arm, then waved his arm and struck the vine wall with all his strength.

Swish-!

After a burst of golden light, a large gap was cut through the originally dense vines.

The edge of the gap was faintly glowing with golden light, and it could no longer heal on its own.

Everyone else looked at it, but Zhang Hao was not surprised by this scene. He inserted the knife into his body casually, and then stretched out his hand towards Xue Ji.

"Come on, Patriarch, it's time to unlock the three hundred years of secrets of your village."
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It's strange to say that after they stepped onto the mountaintop behind the vine wall, the ominous atmosphere in the air suddenly became so distant and unreal.

Come to think of it, that wall is the last barrier protecting the palace, so powerful that it can even block out evil spirits.

It is said to be a palace, but it is actually a larger house. The decoration style is very Miao-style.

Compared with the altar at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Hao liked this place better, at least there were no skulls.

No one has set foot in it for three hundred years. The moist air has given the moss a natural breeding ground, and they have crawled into every crevice here.

When Zhang Hao entered the house, the thick moss under his feet made a pit, like a complete mirror being shattered.

"Uh... why do I feel like here..."

Xue Ji covered his head and sat down at the door in embarrassment, "Why does this place make my emotions surge so much?"

No one else felt anything, but Yukichi felt uncomfortable.

"Maybe it has something to do with her fate."

Zhang Hao came to the bedside and pulled out a rusty knife from the moss-covered bed.

"This is the place where the patriarch assassinated the saint. The powerful emotions will not dissipate even after thousands of years. As a descendant, you should have a stronger reaction."

"What should we do next?" Xueji forced himself to support his body, walked to the bed and lay down on it.

She herself was surprised as to why she would do such a thing suddenly. But before he could figure out the answer to this question, Xueji had no time to care about the coolness under his body.

Her intuition told her that there seemed to be something down there...

She stretched out her hands and groped around on the bed. Some of the traces were too old to feel anything.

Only...a hidden button beside the bed!

At the same time, Zhang Hao also touched the secret button. The two looked up at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Xueji can feel the traces, because her destiny once stopped here.

What about Zhang Hao?

How could he, an outsider, come here safely all the way?

He could even find this little mechanism.

Zhang Hao really didn't expect that he would actually find it. He made a secret in his mind and calculated that the key to solving the mystery might be in the southeast. However, they had been groping in the mountain for so long that they could not tell the direction clearly.

So, after he saw Xue Ji lying on the bed uncontrollably, he searched in the southeast direction with her as the center.

Unexpectedly, I actually found it!

After opening the secret compartment at the head of the bed, there was a box carved from jade.

The moment Zhang Hao touched it, the book in his mind automatically turned the page, and he quickly understood the origin and purpose of this thing.

"This thing can keep things from rotting for thousands of years. I think there is something extremely important inside."

"Open it quickly and take a look!" Xingyue came forward very excitedly, and even took out her mobile phone, which had no signal for a long time, to take pictures of this rare scene.

But after Zhang Hao looked around, he put it down with some disappointment.

"But this thing can only be opened by the saint's blood, but the saint has died long ago. She may not even think about seeing this thing again..."

"How could it be..." Xue Ji felt sad, his energy and blood surged, and he actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Let me do it."

Xingyue tried her best to push away Baonar and Yu Bin in front of her, and when she came to the bedside, she snatched the rusty knife from Zhang Hao's hand and made a cut in the palm of her hand.

"What are you doing, are you crazy!"

It was too late, Xingyue's blood dripped onto the jade box.

In an instant, golden light suddenly appeared.

By the time everyone reacted, the jade box had already opened automatically.

Everyone looked at Xingyue blankly, and Xingyue looked at the box with wide eyes, a flash of ecstasy in her eyes.

"You...how are you...you are a saint..."

Yinhui still has the aloofness he had when they first met. He can't even speak clearly at this moment.

Only the blood of the saint can unlock this box. Is Xingyue the saint?

Thinking about it now, she hasn't felt any discomfort since she entered the mountain. She even became happier the closer she got to the palace. Could it be because she was close to the power she had left behind?

No, no, no, the idea of ​​reincarnation is too mysterious and impossible!

Yinhui's brain was completely burned, and Xueji also looked at Xingyue, not knowing what he was thinking in his eyes that were already swollen from crying.

After Xingyue made that move, Yu Bin didn't speak again. Instead, he pressed closely against Xingyue, wanting to rub her into his body.

He also knows something.

Zhang Hao calmly took in everyone's reactions and reached out to pick up the jade box. Inside the jade box is a book. Judging from the handwriting on the cover, it is written in ancient Miao language, which neither Yinhui nor Xueji can understand.

"Let's take it out and study it together." Xueji gestured to take out the things.

"No!"

Zhang Hao stopped her and said, "The purpose of this jade box is to protect this book from corruption. If it leaves the scope of this jade box, it will disappear in a short time."

This book was written with the power of the saint. It is different from ordinary books. You must be cautious.

"No, I can't understand." Yinhui lowered his head in frustration and said, "Don't say it's me. Even if it's my mother and my aunt, they probably won't be able to understand."

Zhang Hao asked without raising his head: "Your mother and your aunt are also witches?"

"Well, my mother has retired."

"Where's your aunt?"

After Zhang Hao asked this question, there was no further explanation. He looked up and saw that Yinhui was looking at the book intently, with no intention of answering.

Zhang Hao stopped asking and focused on the words on the book in the jade box.

The originally obscure ancient Miao language seemed to come alive, and gradually became something he recognized in Zhang Hao's eyes.

It seems that this thing also has an automatic translation function.

The content of the book is not long, and there are white pages at the back, but the content of the first few pages alone is enough to make Zhang Hao speechless in surprise.

Seeing Zhang Hao become silent, the others couldn't help but become nervous.

After reading it, Zhang Hao closed the jade box and remained silent for a long time.

Xue Ji frowned, held Zhang Hao's hand tightly, and asked in an almost begging tone: "Do you understand? Please tell me, what is on it?"

"Is it the truth?" Xingyue also took hold of Zhang Hao's arm with the same earnest expression.

"Here is the truth, the truth that you have been longing for for three hundred years, but maybe... it's not what your mother imagined."

Zhang Hao didn't know how he should speak, and he kept hesitating in his heart.

If the people in the village were really told the news inside, would they accept it?

Not to mention those people, even Yinhui, who was mentally prepared, could she accept it?

She saw compassion in Zhang Hao's eyes.

Why should you pity yourself? Why would I receive mercy when I am the descendant of sinners?

Shirley realized the seriousness of the matter. No longer forcing, he slowly got up from the bed.

There was a mark that she had pressed out on the bed. She looked at that place, her eyes burning.

"Yinhui..."

"I'm here."

"When everything is over, you have to take care of the villagers for me."

Xueji's TOEFL performance made Yinhui almost unable to lift her head.

Take care of the villagers?

Yinhui learned from Zhang Hao that the villagers had actually...

"Okay, I promise you, can you insist on listening to the end now?"

Xueji opened his arms and took a deep breath before looking back with relief and smiling.

That smile was sunny and bright, just like the dazzling sun when Zhang Hao first came to the village.

She was mentally prepared, and Zhang Hao no longer hesitated and told everything in the book... no, it should be the saint's suicide note.

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Three hundred years is enough time for a tribe to disappear.

The decline of Xianglu Shenzhai began with the death of the saint.

The clan leader who assassinated the saint was cursed with eternal life, and would never die a happy death. No one in the village could leave, and even if outsiders came in, they would not be able to stay for long.

Everyone thought that the beginning of the curse was the backstabbing of the saint, but little did they know that the assassination was the last part of the curse.

That was the end, not the beginning at all.

Cause and effect are completely reversed.

It was not because the saint was assassinated that she cursed the village, but because she wanted to curse the village, she was assassinated.

The saint cursed the stockade in order to protect it.

The so-called Miao saint is just a seventeen-year-old girl.

Like Xueji and Yinhui, she has too many hopes for destiny and always imagines that she can change everyone and make everyone live a better life.

But the saint carries not only her own fate, but the fate of all the people in the village.

In a gamble with fate, she failed.

That time, she lost everyone's fate.

The entire clan's luck has been wiped out, and they will all die violently in a few days.

In order to save the entire clan, make up for the mistakes she had made, and temporarily save the lives of those whose lives she had lost in the hands of fate, the saint played a game of chess with herself as a pawn.

She asked the clan leader to assassinate her, and when her life was in danger, she instantly unleashed all her power and cursed the entire clan, allowing them to stay in this barrier forever.

Zhang Hao said before that they were dead, which was actually not correct.

They are not dead, but they are not alive either, but are in between life and death, just like the wind in the stockade, forgotten by fate in a corner.

As long as they don't go out and don't leave the scope of the curse, they will survive.

——Although for Zhang Hao, this kind of living may be more inclined to "existence".

They exist in this world.

No one knows how long this curse will last. According to the saint's suicide note, she hopes that one day, someone will realize the loopholes in the curse and free everyone from their fate.

What about after liberation?

What will happen to these people caught between life and death?

The book didn't say it, and she would never have the chance to say it again.

"No, that's not true..."

There were tears in Xingyue's eyes, "The person who was betrayed actually betrayed everyone first..."

I thought the saint was innocent, but now it seems that all these tragedies stem from the saint's insistence.

"Xingyue, does this answer surprise you?" Zhang Hao closed the book and asked, "Don't you know that the saint is a 'sinner'?"

"you shut up!"

Xingyue ran out crying, and Yu Bin quickly followed.

But in just such a blink of an eye, the stars and moon disappeared!

Where did she go?

"What's going on?"

Bonnar, who had always been out of the situation, finally couldn't help it anymore, scratched his head and said: "What are you all talking about! Where did I start not understanding?" (End of Chapter)