"The high priest is so young, then this old friend must have died in the middle of the journey and has a deep relationship with the high priest. This relative must be very important to the village, or is closely related to the fate of the entire village, because this memorial stone platform requires a lot of manpower to be made and placed. If it is just an ordinary relative, there is no need to mobilize the crowd like this." Aken continued to analyze.

The high priest looked at Aken with interest, and there seemed to be something different in his eyes.

"What kind of person needs to mobilize so many people, and they are the closest relatives of the high priest? If I guess correctly, is she the previous high priest in the village, or the high priest in the village at the foot of the mountain? Oh, no, the high priest at the foot of the mountain did not die, but was transformed. Then she must be the former high priest in the village at the mountain. Is she your sister or sister?" Aken stared at the high priest.

"It's my sister..." The high priest's eyes were a little wet. He was about to say something, but was stopped by Aken.

"I guess again, your sister died when she was so young. It seems that it must be related to the last disaster in the Miasma Sea. Did she sacrifice herself to save the lives of all the villagers?!" Akan deliberately guessed this sentence wrong. He knew that it was Miasma Girl who killed all the villagers at the foot of the mountain, and Miasma Girl who looked must be the sister of the high priest.

It must be because the villagers had done something that made her unwilling to let go of her relatives and people after her death. Akan had already guessed most of this matter. What could make the Miasma Girl feel uneasy after her death? What else could be done except killing her relatives or lovers? Killing her relatives is impossible, because the high priest in front of her is a relative. If the power struggle is a struggle, this sister would not be able to sit in the position of the high priest!

If the sister is intrigue and kills her sister, then the Miasma Girl doesn't have to take revenge on the villagers in the entire village at the foot of the mountain. Since all the possibilities are ruled out, the only answer is left. The Miasma Girl's lover was killed by the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain! Although this is an old plot, history is always repeated.

There must be a reason why the Miasma Girl fell in love with Willis, and this is what Akan and Zhang Fan are wondering. Where does Willis look like a human? Why don’t he like Zhang Fan or Akan? Could it be that the lover of Miasma Girl before her grows up like Willis? This is too funny! Akan imagines an ancient chariot thrown into a swamp by angry villagers, and the Miasma Girl dressed in a high priest and was extremely sad and almost laughed again.

Aken deliberately guessed wrongly, just to inspire the high priest to tell the truth, because you have said almost everything, and others think you know everything, so they are no longer willing to say it in detail. Only by guessing wrong with just the right one can correct the other party and tell the whole story more carefully and clearly!

"If this is true, my sister will die..." the high priest sighed.

Akan Zhang Fan looked at each other and felt secretly happy. The other party couldn't hold back and started talking.

"My poor sister--" The high priest burst into tears, and the ancient drama began, "In fact, it is the opposite of the hero Aken. The disaster in the Miasma Sea was caused by my poor sister!"

"How is this possible?!" Akan Zhang Fan exclaimed in surprise.

The two girls Green Wings and An Ying were disgusted, showing a super contemptuous look. These two guys are so good at acting! This man is indeed unreliable, even a man like Zhang Fan who seems loyal!

"Nothing is impossible. If your lover is also thrown into the most poisonous miasma of this swamp and slowly dies of illness, you will also collapse!" The high priest's eyes showed a sad and angry expression. It seemed that she was very sympathetic to her sister's experience.

"What?" Zhang Fan Aken acted well, "Your sister is all the high priests, and she still can't be with her beloved?"

"It is precisely because she is the high priest that this kind of thing happens! The priests who pay homage to the mountain god must be virgins. Even if they want to get married, they are chosen by the elders. If the child is a girl, the next high priest. If it is a boy, he will be an elder. Looking at the scenery, the emotions of ordinary people must be far away from..." The high priest sighed.

"Is that true?" It's indeed an old plot.

"My sister fell in love with an ordinary young man in the village of Shanxia, ​​and their tryst was finally discovered! They couldn't do anything to her sister, the high priest, so they cruelly killed his lover! Poor Jingye was thrown into the most beautiful miasma by the villagers of Shanxia village of Shanxia village on a sunny morning. It was a rare masturbation mother!"

"What a beautiful mother of miasma, it is also the deadliest miasma! When my sister and I arrived, we only saw a rotten body in the beautiful smoke of miasma. The body had not died in the end! It was not until we saw my sister that he ended his life with a dagger in pain! He was waiting for the appearance of his beloved in a breathless torment of miasma!..." When he said this, the high priest could no longer hold it back, and tears in his eyes dripped down.

"Jingye, semen... Is this the name of Willis's previous life..." Aken wanted to laugh again, and was stabbed by Zhang Fan.

"Who is Vilis?" The interrupted high priest was a little puzzled.

Green Wing also glared at Akan fiercely, and the plot and the right tragic atmosphere were ruined by this dirty guy's words!

"It's nothing, he thought of the same love story in our place. It's so pitiful..." Zhang Fan quickly smoothed out the situation. This Tang Monk has changed a lot recently and has lies. Isn't he afraid of making lies?

"Your hometown also has it..."

"Hey, ahem, let's talk about yours..."

"What else can I do? My sister rushed into the miasma without hesitation. In the beautiful miasma, she hugged Jingye's body tightly! In the heart-wrenching grief, she issued the most vicious curse in her life!..."

"Everyone of you who hurt Jingye will sink into the miasma sea..."

"In the end, my sister died in the Miasma Mother. Humph, what's funny is that they actually asked me to replace my sister, and they couldn't refuse!" The high priest smiled miserably. The bitterness made people sad. Even Aken couldn't joke.

Zhang Fan's left and right hands were tightly grasped by the crying dark cherry blossoms, and the green wings with red eyes and heavy faces. When did they become so fragile? Alas, woman!

"After a year, the sudden miasma sea appeared without warning when the two died. Some villagers even saw my sister appearing in the miasma sea..."

Another sad love story. Is this the birthplace of all the sad love stories in the legend?

"Ahem, there will be no other woman here who turns into a husband-watching stone, right?" Akan guessed unscrupulously.

"Yes, there is a piece on the hill over there. Her husband went to the lake to fish and had not returned, so she stood on that hill for more than ten years..."

"There is really grass..." Aken was speechless.

Zhang Fan pulled Akan, who was not serious, and asked the high priest: "What does your sister's lover Jingye look like? Are you very burly, or like to drive... Oh, I mean, drive...yes, drive a car..."

"Jingye, he is just a small man, not the strongest hunter in the village, otherwise he might not have to be so miserable. Maybe the elder would agree to this marriage. But he is very smart and often likes to play with some strange things in ancient times. It is precisely for this reason that my sister likes him. He has been to a faraway city, learned some strange skills, and claimed to be a Mozhe! So other villagers are very afraid to hate him. If there is no such thing, his strange thoughts will probably kill him..." The high priest was deeply impressed by this Jingye.

"Mozhe!" Akan Zhang Fan was shocked. He actually met Mozhe in the depths of this remote Yunmengze! Although he was dead.

"Yes, it must be the bad guys in the city who harmed him. They made him very strange and also harmed my sister! He actually said that he would take my sister on the speed car he drove, traveling all over Yunmeng Lake, and even the entire Chu State! He had to go to a more distant country... What a terrible idea!"

The problem is here! The Miasma Girl remembered the beautiful promise of her lover before her life and always used it as her belief. She blindly trusted the person she loved deeply! As a result, after her death, she turned into a miasma monster and must have thought that her lover would take her on a car! That's why she regarded Willis as the incarnation of his lover!

"What else has he said?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Oh, that Jingye has too many sweet words, and my sister lied to love him wholeheartedly! But in the end she was quite conscientious before she died. She was so strong that her sister could see him in such a violent miasma! She was very strong and masculine! She was stronger than the strongest warrior in our village!" The high priest seemed to dislike this brother-in-law who was not on duty.

Zhang Fan sighed, an ideal young man, a persistent and wise man, got such an evaluation in this ignorant place!

"Well, he also said that one day he would create a giant that was stronger than the 'Red Eye Mountain Ointment', and then he controlled the giant to kill the terrifying pig demons!"

As soon as this said, all the fog was cleared away.

"Who would believe these lies! But the farm tools he made were still very good. Another time, he used those strange equipment he made to help the village run away the invasion of the "Red Eye Mountain Ointment"! It made the pig demons dare not come again for a long time! Those equipment can actually fire huge stones and ignited fireballs! Very powerful! Unfortunately, it was ruined by the villagers who didn't like him. If he was obsessed with being a craftsman, he might be a good person..." The high priest was a little worthy of this young man.
Chapter completed!