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The moment she fell into the stream, Jiang Jingmo felt a biting coldness instantly enveloping her. She gritted her teeth and swam forward, trying to reach the other side of the stream.

But there is indeed something strange in this stream. Deep under the water is a huge round hole, which is bottomless. From the outside, it looks like a giant beast with a bloody mouth, as if it wants to swallow people, and it has no end.

What's even more strange is that this giant hole has a very strong suction force. No matter how hard Jiang Jingmo tried, he still uncontrollably moved closer to the giant hole.

After struggling for a long time, the people of Jiuxiao Sect had held their breath for too long and felt dizzy for a moment. They looked at each other and gave up, allowing themselves to fall into the giant hole.

After all, the situation couldn't get any worse. If they continued to hold their breath in the water, they would all die.

The worst case scenario is death. What if there is still hope of survival after entering that huge cave?

In this way, several people were sucked directly into the huge cave. While flowing down the water, they were still calmly observing the surrounding situation until a platform appeared, and then they immediately broke out of the water.

An Yang choked on a lot of water and couldn't stop coughing the moment she came out of the water. Jiang Jingmo patted her back gently while observing the surrounding environment.

This was an empty room in the river. The stream water that flowed out of the huge cave they entered all flowed down into the hole of the same size on the platform, looking like a huge water column.

There were many strange patterns painted on the platform, densely packed, like some ancient characters. Jiang Jingmo felt familiar with them at first glance.

This kind of text once appeared on the bronze door of the Chu family.

Thinking of how An Yang could easily recognize the words on the bronze door last time, Jiang Jingmo called her over after she had a good rest, and An Yang nodded quickly.

However, the light in the cave was too dim, and the words had been there for some time, so they were difficult to recognize. An Yang's small brows gradually frowned.

Seeing this, Jiang Jingmo touched her head, reached out and took out a few night pearls from the space belt, took one in his hand, and gave the others to others.

She carefully helped An Yang copy the words to make it easier for her to recognize them.

On the other side, Ji Chuhe and Jiang Jiting made a new discovery. They walked to the wall with the night pearl. The faint light of the night pearl was cast on it, and suddenly a few lines appeared.

When the night pearl left the wall, there was nothing on it again.

The two looked at each other and read the same meaning in each other's eyes.

After An Yang roughly translated the words on the ground, Jiang Jiting and Ji Chuhe also spread two pieces of bamboo paper on the ground.

There were no traces of carving on the stone wall. The two men relied entirely on using a night pearl to illuminate the lines while copying them on paper. When the two pieces of paper were pieced together, they formed a complete mural.

An Yang tilted her head, and when she saw the mural, she immediately understood something. Even the ancient Chinese texts on the ground that could not be translated became clear to her.

She pointed at the mural and slowly read the ancient text on the ground.

"This place is called Anle Valley. The villagers work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise. They live and work in peace and contentment and lead a happy life. One day, a mysterious disease spreads in the valley. People begin to show strange symptoms. Their bodies gradually become distorted and deformed. Eventually, they lose their minds and crazily attack and devour the people around them."

"To prevent the spread of the disease, the villagers who were not infected piled the infected bodies in an open field and planned to burn them. But when they arrived at the bodies the next day, they found that the bodies had turned into bones overnight, and all the flesh and blood had been eaten away by poisonous insects in the forest."

"Afterwards, the poisonous insects that ate the corpse became more toxic and aggressive, devouring each other. Eventually, a very evil thing appeared. The villagers called it the Xuanyin Gu."

"Wherever the Xuanyin Gu goes, disasters occur frequently. Once controlled by its offspring, it will be like being infected with an epidemic, biting and attacking others indiscriminately. The villagers are helpless, and even the village chief's medical Gu has no way to deal with it."

"Later, an immortal came to the village. He had miraculous medical skills and found a way to suppress the Xuanyin Gu..."

An Yang's words came to an abrupt end here, because there were no more murals behind, and even the words on the ground became blurred.

It was as if someone didn't want others to know the method of suppressing the Xuanyin Gu.

"So, the villagers here at that time were the ancient Yin tribe?" Jiang Ji Ting said lightly.

Jiang Jingmo nodded: "It should be."

Jiang Jingmo had stayed in the Guyin tribe for some time before, and had heard the tribe leader talk about their origins.

The clan leader at that time once said that they had suffered a great disaster in ancient times, and only one tenth of the original people escaped, and then they multiplied and multiplied to form the current ancient Yin clan.

Now it seems that the disaster must have been the plague and the Xuanyin Gu.

But Jiang Jingmo still had doubts.

Since the ancient Yin tribe had already fled this place, why did they leave behind such a place? Why did they carve such a detailed clan history of the ancient Yin tribe in this place?

and also……

Jiang Jingmo's eyes fell on the mural. The immortal painted on it had a long tail behind him.

Like a cat's tail.

Jiang Jingmo didn't think about it for long, because Nan Xun had discovered a strange place and was shouting for them to come over.

Several people walked up to Nan Xun, and what Nan Xun discovered was a strange pattern on the wall, which looked like a flower bud that had not fully opened.

Jiang Jingmo recognized at a glance that this was the sacred flower of the ancient Yin clan, named Bizhen, which symbolizes happiness and peace.

Its appearance here at this moment completely confirmed Jiang Jingmo's guess. This place should be the remains of the ancient Yin clan.

Just as several people were wondering what the pattern was used for, An Yang was staring at it in a daze.

"What's wrong, Yangyang?"

Ji Chuhe was the first to notice An Yang's abnormality. She lowered her head and asked.

“I just think this flower is so pretty.”

An Yang stared at the flower infatuatedly and even wanted to reach out and touch it, but because she was too short, she couldn't reach it.

Ji Chuhe laughed, lowered his head and picked her up. The little girl's hand finally fell on the flower, and she smiled happily.

But at this moment, a tiny ant beast dormant on the Bizhen flower pattern opened its sharp teeth, and An Yang felt a slight pain in her fingers.

When she took her hand away, there was a trace of blood on the Bizhen flower, and two small wounds on An Yang's fingers were bleeding.

Jiang Jingmo was shocked and quickly sprinkled some detoxifying powder on An Yang's wound. The poisonous insects in this place have always been powerful, and being bitten by them would make you feel uncomfortable for a long time.

But the detoxifying powder had no reaction, which meant that it was just an ordinary ant beast and was not poisonous at all.

Jiang Jingmo was stunned for a moment, and looked at the pattern of the Bizhen flower as if he had sensed something. The pattern that was just a bud had now fully bloomed and was emitting a faint red light.