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The tomb sacrificial platform is located on the mountainside, facing east through the mountain wall and the ice layer, presenting an open porch where you can see the blue sky during the day and the stars and moon at night, making it an excellent place for tea breaks.There is an incense table in the middle, on which there is a bluestone jade cong, square on the outside and round on the inside, with embossed inscriptions on it, which is similar to the jade cong in the ancestral hall of the Bunun people.Baili Miyin stands in front of the incense table, the sunlight traces her haughty back, and even the indomitable tenacity in her bones is clearly shaped, while the bloodstains on the ice surface, like falling plums, speak of the sadness of her last life.Hu Wan, who was about to open her mouth to call out, felt timid, for fear that if she opened her mouth, the fragility accumulated in Baili Miyin's heart would break out of the cocoon, and behind the fragility was her despair that she was entrusted with but unable to do.

Cangbi worships the heavens and worships the gods, while Huang Cong salutes the earth and worships the ancestors.Baili Miyin once said that the jade cong was a sacrificial vessel, and since it appeared here, the tomb sacrificial platform should be the family temple of the Baili clan.However, compared to the Bunun ancestral hall with black curtains and white tents, spiritual plaques, incense burners, and inscriptions, the tomb sacrificial platform is too shabby and simple, except for a black sandalwood incense case with flying clouds and flying phoenixes.

"Once the corpses are buried in the coffin valley, how many tears will be left behind." A hoarse sigh suddenly sounded, breaking the dead silence.

The three of them followed the prestige, and saw a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing standing with his hands behind his back, his temples were slightly frosted, and his torn white clothes were spattered with blood.He stared at Baili Miyin dejectedly, with a tired expression, as if he had thousands of words to say, but he was too tired to speak.

"Hand sacrifice." Baili Miyin and Baili Yuan nodded in unison.

"It is gradually declining, and there are very few left. After tonight, there is no way to continue. The Baili lineage is doomed. Tiancan Village will destroy our family without a single soldier. I thought about dying together. The troops sent out never return. I am also trapped by demons, killing people like hemp at night, but burning incense talismans and paper silk during the daytime, and singing sacrifices to blood to save the dead, it is very ironic!" The palm sacrifice's slow and slow narration does not have a sense of compassion. "Bian Sanglan's witchcraft is profound and unpredictable. I have no clue and can't crack the method. Now that you come back, even if you are not bewitched by it, you will be alone. Concern, let the world let the horse go at ease."

Hu Wan recalled the words of the sacrificial offering, her mind was clear.His words "Don't be tempted by him" fell into his ears, and Hu Wan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.Baili Miyin and Baili Yuan were in a state of confusion, and they didn't realize the information inadvertently revealed in the long conversation of Zhang Ji.

"You asked me to bring the priest back, traveling thousands of miles away, but now you send us away again, I don't agree. Let me go to Tiancan Village to kill the demon girl, and die a heroic death. I, Bailiyuan, will never leave my homeland and just survive. " Bailiyuan said anxiously with scarlet eyes, hating Bian Sanglan already.

"A group of people with extraordinary skills are in vain, why do you have to struggle to the death." The palm sacrificial words said earnestly: "If you don't leave, you still want to fill the funeral valley of the altar!"

Hu Wan sympathizes with what happened to the Baili clan, as she experienced seven years ago, blood flowed into a river overnight, and when she woke up, the Uli clan no longer existed, leaving her lingering with nowhere to turn.There is also grief, hatred, and hopelessness. If the truth is not known, this enmity will surely become a pain that cannot be relieved for the rest of my life, an injury that cannot be healed, and a nightmare that cannot be shaken off.And her Baili Miyin has a clear distinction between love and hate, brave and fearless, decisive in killing, and she is not willing to live with humiliation and abandon her integrity.

"How did Bian Sanglan cast the spell?" Baili Miyin asked.Unlike Bailiyuan, she seemed calm and composed, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"At that time, the waning moon was in the sky, and she only said that if she didn't return to Zhao completely, she would suffer the consequences. In a moment, there would be thunder and thunder, but there was no wind in the sky, and the sky was very strange. We have no contact with Tiancanzhuang, and we don't even know what kind of god it is. , but she spoke categorically and harshly, it is beyond reproach. These days, even if I think hard, I still can't figure out what kind of witchcraft she uses, which can easily make the whole clan be bewildered."

Speaking of it, although the ancient witchcraft is under the guise of channeling spirits to ward off ghosts and evil spirits, it aims to cure diseases and save people. Because of its paradoxical methods and poisons are often used as medicines, it was abused by magic sticks in the later period, and medical skills were gradually separated and formed a school of its own.Hu Wan vaguely remembered that there were references in miscellaneous diseases, and wrote related records about the miracle doctor Hua Tuo in Zhigualu "Sou Shen Ji". It is widely rumored that Hua Tuo envoys are witchcraft, so we can see that witch doctors have the same origin.

Thinking of this, Hu Wan slowly walked up to Zhang Ji, nodded her head slightly to show respect, and then said slowly: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and the younger generation knows nothing about witchcraft, but if you start with medical science, you can be charming. The poisons of the mind are too numerous to enumerate, such as cinnabar, poisonous mushrooms, manjusawa, etc. All things in the world are time-shared and cultivated, mutual generation and mutual restraint, good and evil depend on each other, whether it is poisonous insects or poisonous weeds, as long as the source of poison can be found, there is a way to restrain it. A kind of poison has its own nature, Zhang Ji might as well ask the junior to check the pulse, and then see if Bian Sanglan can use the poison to perform magic."

If the pulse condition is as usual, it belongs to the category of metaphysics, and there is nothing Hu Wan can do to help.It's a different matter if there is a slight difference in veins, even if it is as thin as a silk, it will not trouble Huwan, maybe there is a way to resolve the current crisis.

The sunlight was dazzling on the ice, so that Zhang Ji never noticed Hu Wan standing behind Baili Yuan and Baili Miyin.When Hu Wan walked up to him gracefully, he couldn't help looking at it carefully, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this girl?"

"Miss Hu Wan, she is the priest's best friend, this trip..."

"Let her feel the pulse." Baili Miyin interrupted Bailiyuan mercilessly, feeling displeased with his introduction, with a gloomy face as if ordering a sacrifice.It's fine to change her true love into a best friend and replace it with someone else's introduction like this, but she is very resistant to Bailiyuan, and she vaguely feels that he has subtle feelings for Hu Wan.

Baili Miyin's non-negotiable tone made Zhang Ji obedient even though he had concerns. He stretched out his hands that had been behind his back, and the three of them realized that they couldn't stop shaking.Hu Wan slowly lifted up the cuffs, and suddenly saw that Zhang Ji's wrist was bruised. In order to check the injury, she rolled up his sleeve to the elbow without thinking, exposing a bloody arm.There were black and purple festering old wounds, and there were dark red new wounds, where the bones could be seen deep, and Hu Wan couldn't help but gasp.

"Bite?" Hu Wan judged from the uneven pieces of meat and the faintly discernible tooth marks.

Baili Miyin raised his eyebrows and looked sideways, staring at the wound on Zhang Ji's arm, feeling puzzled.

"After the incident, I ordered all the weapons to be confiscated and thrown into the coffin valley, in order to reduce casualties. Unexpectedly, the murderous intention came together, and everyone was like wild beasts drinking blood and biting each other. However, this move is indeed effective. Without a sharp knife in hand, just By biting and wrestling with bare hands, the number of deaths has dropped sharply, but the death conditions are too horrible to bear."

Hu Wan walked up to Baili Miyin and stretched out her hand to untie the burden on her body, wanting to get the homemade golden medicine.Blindly thinking that there must be bites all over the body of other people, they should gather together to bandage and apply medicine, and ask for their pulse one by one, but they didn't realize that they are cuddling with Baili Miyin at this moment, which is very ambiguous.The priest in charge was still immersed in grief, and had no time to take care of trivial matters, but when Bailiyuan saw this, a pensive look appeared in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

After taking off the medicine bag, Hu Wan reached into the bag and groped for a while, then took out two porcelain bottles, looked back at Zhang Ji and asked, "Where are the others?"

"It seems that when you return with bat geese, you have never met other people before the foot of the peak. The clansmen who died outside Jiangxiao Peak have to move their remains back to the funeral valley. How can they expose their corpses to the wilderness? The survivors I went out to find the corpses early in the morning." After saying that, Zhang Ji waved his hand tremblingly to Bai Liyuan, and ordered: "They are all wounded, you can go out and help."

"Yes, I'll go out now." Bailiyuan bowed his head and took the order to leave.

The funeral valley is a broken valley that falls straight down to nine days, where all the dead of the Baili clan are buried.It is not so much a burial as a filling, and it is considered a burial if it is thrown out on the altar of the tomb.The descendants of the Sanshen clan have avoided living in Cangsai for more than a thousand years. Countless dead were buried in the funeral valley.Even if they are piled up like a mountain, they can't fill the deep valley under the sacrificial platform.

Hu Wan's warm fingertips pressed her palm on her wrist, and pressed it carefully without distraction.After a while, she saw her black eyebrows lightly drawn together, both disappointed and depressed.What is disappointing is that the pulse of Palm Sacrifice is gentle and rhythmic, the breath is full, and there is no sign of poisoning at all.What is depressing is that I usually feel relieved when I see such a healthy pulse, but now I am very worried.

The taciturn Baili Miyin didn't ask too many questions, and silently watched Hu Wan apply medicine, bandage, and feel the pulse on the palm sacrifice. Although his face was calm and indifferent, his heart was full of worries.Ruohuwan also has no clue about Bian Sanglan's witchcraft, how she should save her people and how to keep Huwan safe.The most frightening thing is that she is bewitched by witchcraft just like her clansmen. In terms of skill, I am afraid that in less than an hour, everyone will fall at her hands, and Hu Wan, who has no strength to restrain a chicken, will bear the brunt of it.

"How?" Seeing that Hu Wan withdrew his hand, Zhang Ji asked hastily.

"The pulse condition is slightly heavy and thin, which is caused by the deficiency of qi and blood. There is no serious problem, other than that, there is no other abnormality."

Hearing this, Baili Miyin looked at the sky in bewilderment, not knowing what to do.The priest also sighed softly and said no more.The atmosphere of silence was particularly dignified. It was clearly the silence and tranquility, but it seemed to be experiencing a dark and raging storm, which made Hu Wan even breathe stagnantly.

At this moment, Bailiyuan carried a bloody corpse past Hu Wan and walked towards the edge of the altar.Hu Wan roughly glanced at the corpse, after a night of fighting, his clothes were already in tatters, his exposed skin was almost completely scratched, covered with scratches and bite marks, and his cheeks were also peeled off and mottled, which was extremely terrifying.The sporadic pieces of meat are still connected to the tendons, and they look like dead leaves on the branches from a distance, unable to withstand a little rain and wind.But looking at such death, one can imagine how sinister and vicious Bian Sanglan's witchcraft is, making people violent and vicious for no reason, and his bloodthirsty nature is comparable to that of a devil.Bailiyuan threw the deceased into the coffin valley, heaved a long sigh, and went down to carry the corpse again without delay.Seeing this, Hu Wan was terrified, and pricked up her ears to listen to the crashing sound under the coffin valley, but there was no movement for a long time.