"Bang!" Barre punched the ground with anger. Although the bamboo board could not be broken, the force of the fist was like trembling waves, which spread along the floor in all directions, and the entire stilt house swayed.

The bamboo tube fell down and cracked one after another. The milky white rice wine flowed everywhere, and no abnormalities were seen.

"Only my wine has something wrong..." Zhi Shouzhen fell to the ground and murmured to herself, "Are I also being evil?"

Balang picked up the blood-filled bamboo tube, sniffed it carefully, and quickly presented it to Bare: "The blood is very fresh and has no clumps. It must have been taken today. But it is not human blood, and human blood is not that fishy, ​​like horse-drawn blood."

Barre's expression suddenly changed.

"Why is it the blood of the Ma Hua tribe?" Zhi You pushed away several cases without saying a word, hurried to the pool of blood, looked at it, dipped his fingers in blood, and half-kneeled on the ground to draw a quick outline.

It is a witch talisman! Wang Ziqiao's eyes condensed. The Taoist talisman is centered on words, decorated with cloud patterns and water marks, and is stimulated by the clear energy practiced in his body. The talismans of the witch clan are different. They use birds, beasts, fish and insects as the center to connect triangles, dots, circles and other patterns, and can be activated with just blood.

The witch talisman is affiliated with Zhu You forbidden spells, and the inheritance really falls on Zhi You's hands? Prince Qiao secretly hesitated, how powerful Zhu You forbidden spells is? If Zhi You can master it, how can he be willing to be under Bare?

"Chi!" The talisman made of blood, which was pinched by the fingers, slowly flowed. After a while, a monster that looked like ape but not ape, or a human but not a human was faintly seen in the center of the talisman.

"It's really Ma Hua's blood!" Zhi You stared at the monster in panic, "It's bad now!"

The four tribes of Ma Hua, Tiger Ai, Quanrong and Mermaid are the most powerful indigenous tribes in the wilderness.

Mermaids have always been mysterious and lived in seclusion in the deep sea in the wilderness west. Only when the Mirage Sea Market opened on July 1st every year will appear and trade with foreign tribes. Dogs marching across the southern wilderness, good at mining and refining weapons, and mechanical puppets. It is said that their capital is a huge underground maze. Tigers have been entrenched in the northern forest for many years and built their own ghost sect. The leader of the sect, Yin Jiuyou, used the White Tiger Seven Evil Sword and the Ghost Mysterious Yin Qi to fight the wilderness. Without a single defeat, he was known as the number one master of the wilderness.

Ma Hua is the overlord of the 100,000 mountains in the east. The Ma Hua clan is fierce and lewd, and he likes to plunder women from other clans the most. They are born with divine power, jumping like flying, and use their three unique martial arts skills, arm fist, and shadowless legs to shock the wilderness.

With the strength of the witch tribe, Bailing Mountain, it is impossible to afford the Mahua tribe.

"Ma Hua and others have always been vengeful." Zhi You panicked and walked back and forth anxiously. A few years ago, a small tribe in Qinglu Mountain provoked Ma Hua, but the entire clan was slaughtered, and even the body was not spared, and it was chewed to pieces.

"Ge, are you so furious?" Barrey slapped the table and said sternly, "Free the blood first, don't leave any smell. Ma Hua's nose is very sharp. Balang, go to the kitchen and check who made the wine, and then go to the near Bailing Mountain to find out if there are any signs of Ma Hua breaking into the village. Zhi You, go to the tribe's people to interrogate. If anyone has bumped into Ma Hua, catch it first."

The two of them dealt with Ma Hua's blood and left in a hurry. Barree forced a smile to Prince Qiao: "I'm sorry for disturbing Mr.'s drinking. I'm with me to look around. What do you think of these troubles in the clan?"

Prince Qiao followed Barre down the bamboo building, and Zhi Shouzhen was still sitting alone, his lonely shadow was cast by the sunlight on the wall, like an old painting covered with dust.

Perhaps the dust can be removed and you can see the original color of the painting. Prince Qiao looked at Zhi Shuzhen deeply. The boy turned his head and looked at him with his eyes facing each other, and then he staggered it. The same sharpness seemed to pass through the depths of his eyes.

"There are no ghosts in this world, at least there is no road on earth." Wang Ziqiao walked up the winding stream path. It was noon, and most of the people of the witch clan were making fires and cooking. Smoke curled around the cooking area and drifted into the green mountains and blue sky.

Barre narrowed his eyes and looked like a needle: "Mr. I mean, Uncle Bao's affairs have nothing to do with being possessed by evil spirits and cheating of corpses."

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "The Great Yan Dynasty in Yunhuang has a sect where the Daowu merges, called the Zombie Sect. They use secret medicines to refine dead people into zombies that are free to move and are hard to enter. But a corpse usually takes several years to become a zombie. Zhi Bao will walk around the night when he dies, which is absolutely impossible."

"It's not a disaster, it's a human to do it." Barre's eyes flashed, "Will Uncle Bao's affairs be caused by the sacrificial slap? He hid Uncle Bao's body in advance, put it on the altar, and then made up lies and betray people?" The old man did this, trying to regain the power of sacrifice under the name of exorcism?

"This is possible." Prince Qiao Youran said. Since Zhi You was suspected of having Zhu You forbidden spell, he happened to use Bare's hand to force him.

"Just--" Wang Ziqiao changed his tone, "There is another possibility."

"Sir, speak."

"In the middle of the night that day, Zhi You saw Zhi Bao's face pressing against the window. That's all." Prince Qiao walked up to the hillside ahead, folded a white wild chrysanthemum, and raised it in front of Bare.

"If I hid behind Zhibao's body and held him to the window, Zhiyu could only see Zhibao's face." He shook his chrysanthemum branches gently, "Look, although the dead can't speak, it can still nod."

Barre suddenly said, "After hearing what the sir said, there is nothing strange about this matter. Of course, Uncle Bao's footprints left on the mud can be made! But why did you put Uncle Bao's body on the altar and even dry blood?"

"The altar of the nobles is set on the top of the mountain?" Prince Qiao smiled and climbed up the slope. On both sides of the path to the south, the witch clan has reclaimed a large number of terraced fields, as if the green fan surfaces are spread out, layer by layer, spreading straight to the top of the mountain.

"It's time to go to the altar to take a look." Barre thought for a while, and felt more like Zhiyou was messing around. Who in the clan has the courage to go against him except him?

Along the way, the sound of water roared gradually. The waterfall fell from the top of the mountain, with snow splashing jade and water vapor rolling. On the other side of the waterfall, the altar of the witch clan stood high.

The altar is round and below, and the mottled mountains and rocks are piled up, like an inviolable giant. The ancient momentum makes the waterfall fall down.

Prince Qiao approached and looked carefully. The four corners of the bottom of the altar were supported by pillars, carving birds, animals, flowers, plants, fish and insects. On the square pedestal, there were witch talismans engraved at the corners, and a flat white animal bone was laid in the center. It was supposed to be the place where the witch sacrifice prayed to the sky.

After seeing it for a while, Wang Ziqiao slowly said: "The blood of the Ganzhi Treasure may be used to sacrifice to the sky. Isn't there a kind of blood sacrifice in the oldest sacrificial rituals of the nobles?"

Barre shook his head: "That thing about blood sacrifice must be alive."

"Do you have to live?"

"It must be alive, this is the rule of ancestors."

Prince Qiao stared at the pale beast bones and frowned and pondered. The witch tribe's affairs started with a treasure blood sacrifice, one by one, as if following some mysterious and primitive ritual, advancing step by step.

He raised his head, and the wind roared across the altar with a sharp roar, and the cry of lonely ghosts echoed around him. The witch tribe sacrificed to the sky, not only would kill cattle and sheep, but would also use the captured enemies and the tribe members who committed the death penalty as sacrifices.

"No one of our branches knows about blood sacrifices for a long time." A trace of contempt flashed in Barre's eyes. "Don't look at the fact that the witch sacrifices are like this, but he has no other ability except to pick some herbs and cure a minor illness, sing sacrificial lyrics and dance witch dances when offering sacrifices to heaven."

Prince Qiao Ruo said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily the case. Some people are incompetent in their faces, but they are hidden deep in their bones. Murong Guan, the lord of the Great Yan Dynasty, pretended to be stupid when he was young, deceived the powerful ministers. He did not show his strength until he ascended the throne."

Barre's body shook slightly: "Is it because Zhiyu pretended to be old and incompetent, but actually he had both hands hidden?"

Prince Qiao's expression stagnated. He wanted to lead the disaster to Zhi Shouzhen and understand the reality of the young man. In this way, using Barre to Zhi You and Zhi Shouzhen to work together, he would be able to determine the whereabouts of Zhu You forbidden spell.

Unexpectedly, Barret was wrong.

"Trouble in the pigpen, get rid of the hunting team, drown the individual in the cesspool... Zhi You really has this ability." Barre was already a little wary of Zhi You, but now he becomes more suspicious as he thinks about it. His eyebrows can't help but reveal his murderous aura. The old man deliberately made trouble, making him unable to sit in the position of patriarch!

"It's not possible to do these things alone." Wang Ziqiao pondered.

There were still a few people under the old guy's hands. Barre sneered, thought for a while, and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate. "No. Even if Zhi You wanted to cause trouble, he would not get Ma Hua's blood! Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Prince Qiao's heart moved. Why did the drum of wine that was filled with horse's blood be knocked over by Zhi Shuzhen?

The two of them were suspicious and wandered around the altar and thought hard. After a long time, they were just going down the mountain just after watching the dusk.

"No matter who does it, I will check it out." Barrey hugged Prince Qiao, "Sir, a wide range of knowledge and magical Taoism. We must help me with the help."

"It's true. I just hope Master Wuwu will allow me to walk around at will and do things at a cheap price."

"Okay! I will give the order immediately. No matter what the sir has requested, the tribe members will follow. The sir's words are Ambarre's order!"

Prince Qiao smiled slightly. The two of them were walking to the hillside when they suddenly found that next to the stream at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by the tribe members.

Barrey's heart was terrified, his pace accelerated, and he hurried away.

"Master Wu Wu is here, Master Wu Wu is here!" The tribe members shouted, making way for the way, their faces filled with fear.

The stream is gurgling, and the water is dyed blood red. A corpse that looks like ape but not ape or a human is not a human. His eyes are wide open and he is lying in the stream with his eyes on the sky!
Chapter completed!