Jiang Xueyao felt something was wrong and her face turned pale.

Xiao Qian'an took out a tissue and gently wiped the cold sweat off Jiang Xueyao's forehead.

"It's okay, it's just a dream."

Jiang Xueyao looked at Xiao Qian'an's hand, grabbed his hand and said, "Do you know?"

"I saw a round stage with many people in strange costumes dancing..."

Jiang Xueyao told Xiao Qian in detail what she saw.

"Oh, yes, the golden thing in one of the men's hands looks like a scepter, which is something we unearthed thousands of years ago. Archaeologists study things like that and they probably call them scepters. The patterns carved on their scepters are the same as the patterns on your ancient ring."

"I figured it out. It should be a totem."

"There is also a woman in ancient costume lying on a cold jade bed on the platform in the middle. I see that she looks just like me."

Xiao Qian'an reached out and gently held Jiang Xueyao in his arms, patting her back softly. His movements were very gentle and soft, as if he was treating a treasure.

"It's okay, it's okay, ah, it's just a dream, don't think too much about it."

Xiao Qian'an wasn't very good at coaxing people, so he could only learn to treat Jiang Xueyao like a little girl.

With Xiao Qian'an's comfort, Jiang Xueyao's emotions gradually stabilized.

After calming down, Jiang Xueyao realized that she was still in Xiao Qian'an's arms.

She quickly got out of his arms, "Um, did it scare you?"

"fine."

Xiao Qian'an poured another cup of warm water for Jiang Xueyao.

Jiang Xueyao took a few sips, and the coolness in her body became warm.

"Is this going to be better?"

Jiang Xueyao nodded, "Yeah."

Xiao Qi'an then spoke up: "I guess the scene you described is very similar to the legendary resurrection technique of the ancient witch tribe."

"Resurrection spell?"

Xiao Qian explained in a gentle voice: "Legend has it that the ancient witch tribe can connect to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and can communicate with the gods through dance, and can resurrect a person."

"It's just a legend, no one knows whether it's true or not."

"But even if it's just a rumor, there are still people flocking to it."

"The reason why so many forces want to find the Mo family mechanical city is because they all heard that a woman from the Mo family had died a thousand years ago, but was resurrected."

As Xiao Qianan spoke, he took out an ancient book in his hand and handed it to Jiang Xueyao, saying, "Look, there is a page introducing the ancient witch tribe's resurrection technique."

“It’s just a fragment.”

"Do you think it looks like this?"

Jiang Xueyao took the ancient book and her face changed drastically when she took a look at it.

"Right, that is it."

Although this page is only half, it is the same sacrificial scene she saw in her dream.

“This… this is amazing.”

How could she dream of such a scene? How could she dream of a scene related to the ancient witch clan?

And if that was a resurrection spell, how come the woman who was resurrected looked exactly like her?

"Where did you get this ancient book from?"

"This is an ancient book that I found by chance in the Xiao family's ancestral land. To be more precise, it looks like a note written by an ancestor of the Xiao family."

Jiang Xueyao took a look and found that there were also ancient characters on it.

This page is about things related to the ancient witch tribe, and it is easy to understand because of the pictures.

“The handwriting is really beautiful and the drawings are very realistic.”

In fact, Jiang Xueyao kept recalling the scene at the altar in her mind, and she became more and more confused.

Xiao Qianan said: "It seems that this ancient ring should also be related to the ancient witch clan."

Maybe it also has something to do with his background.

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