Speaking of this, Liang Houzai paused a little and said to me: "If I guess correctly, after the bone whip appeared in that stone chamber, he did not take the initiative to attack the Cidan Dawu, right?"

Wu Lin and I looked at each other, and nodded at Liang Houzai at the same time: "It's true."

Liang Houzai: "Well, Renqing's failure to kill Cidan's great witch may mean that Cidan's great witch is the key to entering the tomb. What he is doing now seems to be to accumulate capital to fight with us. He wants to snatch Cidan's great witch from us."

Wu Lin frowned: "This statement seems very reasonable, but you have overlooked a very important issue. That is, before I got to know the great witch of Cidan and before Zuo Youdao came to this place, Renqing had been lurking beside Cidan. If he wanted to control Cidan, he would have succeeded long ago. Do you have to wait until now?"

Liang Houzai didn't like talking to strangers, so he turned to me and asked me: "Brother Dao, have you ever thought about why Renqing wanted to refine all the village into evil corpses? What does this have to do with his search for a large tomb?"

I said, "I thought about it, but I have no clue."

Liang Houzai asked Wu Lin again: "Is the Citan Witch also a member of the royal family?"

Wu Lin and Cidan Dawu had a brief conversation for a while. Before he could answer Liang Houzai's question, Mindou gave the answer: "No."

Liang Houzai also skipped Wu Lin and asked Mind directly: "What kind of blood is the Great Witch?"

Sensitivity breathed a sigh of relief and said, "These dynasties and the great witches of all generations come from the blood of the first generation of great witches. Let's put it this way, I, the great witch of Cidan, Kuraka, and the survivors who have been hiding in Rhino Spring, all have the bloodline of the first generation of great witches."

Liang Houzai: "Can I understand this way? Since the disaster broke out, people with the first generation of great witch bloodlines and the royal family have not become evil corpses, except for those two heads."

Sensitivity thought for a moment and finally nodded.

Liang Houzai said to me again: "Renqing must not refine zombies one by one, it would take too much time. His zombie refining techniques are indistinguishable, that is to say, he performed tricks on everyone at the same time, but only those with these two bloodlines on him were not affected."

I nodded: "In other words, Renqing's refining of living zombies is actually a big wave to wash away the sand. He wants to select the person he needs from those who have not become evil zombies."

"That's what it means," Liang Houzai said: "Renqing must have known for a long time that if he wants to enter the tomb, he must use the bloodline of the first generation of the great witches. But the first group of people in this village have reproduced here for thousands of years. Apart from the sensitivity, I'm afraid no one can determine whether those people carry the bloodline of the first generation of the great witches. I guess the title of the great witch is not hereditary, right?"

Sensitivity: "Every generation of great witches is selected by the toast, and it is indeed not hereditary."

Just think about it, if the title of the Great Wizard is hereditary, Renqing could easily conclude that the Great Wizard of Cidan has the bloodline of the first generation of the Great Wizard.

Wu Lin was probably irritated by Liang Houzai and interrupted and asked, "Why do you know the sensitivity?"

Liang Houzai: "When I first went to Xiaotianshan, I noticed that there was an ancient book written in a similar form to a genealogy tree. At that time, I suspected that the book was actually the genealogy of the entire village. Since there was a genealogy in hand, of course I knew who were descendants of the first generation of great witches."

The sensitivity immediately confirmed Liang Houzai's statement: "There are indeed several genealogies on the Xiaotian Mountain."

Liang Houzai continued: "As long as we are sure, Renqing is doing nothing to find a large tomb, and many things can be inferred."

I asked Liang Houzai: "How do you know for sure that the key to Renqing's entry into the tomb is the Cidan Dawu, not the sensitivity or other people?"

Liang Houzai said: "I also inferred from Renqing's recent actions, but I don't know how he learned about this. I think if Renqing didn't see someone with higher cultivation in the village, and was afraid that there would be changes in the current situation that was beneficial to him, he suddenly decided to attack Cidan Dawu. That is, he only recently learned that Cidan Dawu was the person he was looking for, but the question is what kind of channel did he know about this?"

I waved my hand and said, "Nothing is important anymore. How sure are you now?"

Liang Houzai asked in confusion: "What are you sure about?"

I said, "You are quite sure of your inference."

Liang Houzai thought for a while and said, "Renqing's goal is the Cidan Great Witch, and he will not endanger the Cidan Great Witch's life. At least he will not do it before using Cidan Great Witch. I can basically be 100% sure of this. But I can't be completely sure now, what is the purpose of his re-made bone whip."

I hugged my hands and leaned against the windowsill, and a long breath came out of my nose.

Now that Renqing has a new bone whip in his hand, things have become quite troublesome.

After a while, Liang Houzai said to me again: "We must bring the Cidan Dawu to a closed place, a place where the bone whip cannot enter."

I frowned: "This is too passive. In fact, we have another way to go. As long as we find Renqing first, we will not be afraid that he will not come out."

Liang Houzai smacked his tongue: "It's not that easy."

I thought about it and said, "You said, will the tomb be under the altar?"

Liang Houzai pondered for a while before responding to me: "Not sure, although there is indeed a bit strange on the altar, I have seen it in the small building that there are dry land within a few miles of land and there is no water at all. The common fish will no longer appear there."

"Maybe there are underground river veins." When I said this, I felt that this statement was unreliable.

The river vein is underground, and the common fish is also underground. How did the toast get the fish? If the river vein extends to the surface, Luo Zhongxing could find the tomb along the river vein last time, and it would take so long to wait?

Renqing needs the bloodline of the first generation of the great witch to enter the tomb. Does Luo Zhongxing also need it? With his ability, do you need it?

Liang Houzai also shook his head with his lips when he heard me. I turned to ask Mindou: "Where did the toast get the fish from?"

Sensitivity: "I just came back, and I don't know anything about this."

He still had a little dullness in his tone when he spoke, and obviously he had not recovered from the news of the toast's death.

Liang Houzai said to Mindu: "Isn't that cook named Ma Ci the toast? He must know where the fish came from."

As if he wanted to avoid us a few early in the morning, he quickly said, "I'll go and ask him", and then hurried downstairs.

Wu Lin watched Mindou disappear at the entrance of the corridor before turning his head and asked me: "What's next?"

I said, "If we can get news about the tomb, we will find the tomb first. If we can't do it, I will go back to the small building with you. Let's guard the Cidan witch and let Liang Houzai and others guard the villagers here."

Wu Lin didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall with his back and silently lit a cigarette.

After about half an hour, Mindou came back, but the news he brought back made everyone present frown. He asked Ma Ci where the Buyi fish came from, but Ma Ci said that the fisherman was Renqing. Except for Renqing, no one knew where the Buyi fish came from.

It seems that looking for a tomb is really helpless.

I felt so similar in my heart, so I heard Liang Houzai ask Mindu: "What is your altar used for? Is the great witch offering sacrifices to the sky in that place?"

Mindu shook his head: "There is no habit of worshiping the sky in the village. The altar was built back then, which was originally used to suppress ghosts."

"Suppress the ghost? What's going on? Tell me." I raised my chin at Mindu.

Mindu said: "It is said that in the early years, on July 15th every year, a large number of dead people emerged from the soil on the altar. At first, the toast and the great witch only ordered the villagers to martial law that night, and took advantage of the sun being fierce the next day to deal with all the dead people who crawled out."

Liu Shangang, who was standing beside him, interrupted and asked: "What should I do?"

Mind response: "It is said that those dead people only move at night. When the sun rises the next day, they all lay on the ground. The toast ordered the villagers to pick up the bodies and burn them with fire. It was not until the tenth-generation great witch was in charge of the sacrifices in the village that he felt that it would not be a solution to continue like this, so he summoned the mountain god and built an altar there."

"Ten generations of great witches..." Liang Houzai looked at the great witch of Cidan and said, "If it is calculated based on the time when each great witch is in power for twenty to thirty years, in two or three hundred years, dead people will crawl out from the ground every year. How many times will they crawl out each time? According to your opinion, was the altar built by the mountain god?"

The answer to Liang Houzai's question one by one: "According to the records in the classics, the reign of each great witch is about thirty years. It is also recorded in ancient books that at least hundreds of dead people climbed out of the ground for three hundred years, which is 30,000. In a long time, the great witches in the village could drive the mountain gods, and the mountain gods at that time were also called the envoys of the great witches. However, after the altar was established, the connection between the mountain gods and the great witches seemed to be cut off by some kind of force. After that, the great witch could no longer drive the mountain gods."

Liang Houzai continued: "But the toast can summon the mountain god through the altar. In addition, you just said that the altar turned out to be a piece of white soil, but why has it turned out to be an ordinary earth color now?"

Mindu said: "The color of earth also changed after the altar was established, and this information can be found in ancient books in Xiaotianshan."

Liang Houzai nodded and asked again: "Is the altar built by the mountain god? If there is no help from others, with the ability of the great witch, I can really calm down the things buried deep underground? What is under the altar? Isn't it meant to suppress ghosts? But after a long time of hard work, only the evil corpse is suppressed. How can I explain this?"

A series of questions made Mind frown: "These you asked are not recorded in ancient books."

"It is impossible to record," Liang Houzai said with his hands in his arms, "Even if there is no large tomb under the altar, other secrets must be buried. But the question is how to unearth those secrets, can you dig them directly?"

Liang Houzai didn’t know what was wrong today. Every time he finished speaking, the final sound was full of twists and turns.

I said, "It is definitely impossible to dig directly, as it would be too loud. How likely do you think there is a large tomb under the altar?"

Liang Houzai: "It's very big."

I rubbed the temple on the left: "If you dig through the altar directly, it will be too time-consuming. If you mobilize the villagers to dig together, it will be too risky. No, let's guard the Cidan Dawu first and see what kind of movement Renqing will have next."

Liang Houzai sighed: "It seems that this is the only way."

After that, I asked Liang Houzai and the others to stay in the warehouse to assist Mind, and together with Wu Lin, I carefully escorted the Cidan Dawu back to the small building.
Chapter completed!