After crossing, I surrounded the capital from the countryside

After he recovered, he looked at the totem carefully and found a line of words behind the totem.

Three days later, Wang Dahu will lead a group of people to settle in Anping Village and take good care of the little girl.

After receiving the order, the village chief immediately prepared for the arrival of Xu Qingqing and his party.

And today, before Xu Qingqing and her group arrived, he received another parchment scroll with a totem on it. The letter instructed him to meet in the dark room of the village temple after receiving the group.

So after Xu Qingqing, Wang Dahu and his group left, he hurried to the dark room.

"Get up." The person in the room said in a flat tone.

The village chief stood up upon hearing this and looked at the person in front of him. This one look made him open his eyes wide, his pupils constricted, and his face full of disbelief.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and his mind was in a mess.

The moment he met those indifferent eyes, he immediately lowered his head, suppressed the expression on his face, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

The man turned around and sat in his chair, looking away from the village chief. "Don't be nervous."

"Yes, sir." The village chief raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After hearing the man's voice, he gradually came back to his senses and calmed down.

"I wonder what orders you have for me, sir?"

"Be good to their family, especially the girl named Qingqing. If you have any problems, find Wang Dahu and he will solve it." The man said in a flat voice.

The village chief was a little confused. He didn't expect that this adult called him here just to give instructions for such a trivial matter. But he also understood the importance of Xu Qingqing's family and highlighted them in his heart.

"Yes!"

The village chief responded respectfully. Seeing that the man did not speak for a long time, he could not help but whispered, "Sir?"

The man did not respond. The room was silent, with no sound except his breathing.

He slowly raised his head, but there was no man in front of him.

He stood there for a moment, then his legs and feet went weak and he staggered to sit on the chair.

Thinking of the person he just met... Is this real? The village chief couldn't help but wonder if he was seeing things. How could it be possible? Was everything his father said true?!

Is it true that someone can live forever?!

Yes, that's right. The man just now was the witch of the mysterious tribe. How did he know? Of course, it was because the man just now looked exactly like the statue in the temple! Exactly the same!

My father told me that the statue has existed since the beginning of Anping Village, and that the statue is carved of the tribe’s shaman, a man who has existed for who knows how long.

And just now, the statue appeared in front of him in the form of a living person. It was really shocking.

The village chief then understood that the words of previous village chiefs were not exaggerations at all, and every word was truly true!

He stayed there for a while before getting up and walking out.

When passing by the statue, I couldn't help but stop and respectfully burn a bunch of incense.

The next day, the sun slowly rose from the horizon.

After Xu Qingqing and her family had a delicious breakfast at Wang Xiaofang's house, they took their luggage and went to the shabby little house that the village chief had mentioned yesterday.

Everyone came to the hut and looked at this so-called dilapidated house.

It can be seen that this cottage has experienced countless seasons of wind and rain.

The exterior wall of the cottage has lost its former bright colors and has become somewhat dull. There are some cracks and mottled marks on the wall, as if the traces of time have left deep marks on it.

The tiles on the roof were broken, and in some places the wooden structure was exposed.

The windows of the cottage were now hung with old curtains, the fabric had faded and turned yellow, and there was a little dust and cobwebs on them. Through the window, one could see the interior, which was dark and gloomy. The corners were filled with debris and dust, and the former brightness had long been buried by the wind and sand of the years.