All the ethnic groups here are willing to surrender to him. Under the leadership of Cancong, they move forward indomitably, using their own courage to fight against the Shang Dynasty kings, and using their own lives to pave a path of blooming flowers for future generations.
The ancient Shu people fought bravely against the enemy, and they were not afraid of death and finally drove the invaders out of Sichuan and Shu.
And successfully killed the leader of the witches: Zhenren!
When I heard that the witch's head was hung high, but he spoke seven days later and issued the most vicious curse to this land of peach blossoms, I noticed that the expressions of everyone present were very subtle.
Lao Jiang frowned, his eyes filled with deep worry.
Ge Weihan was very surprised and looked at me dumbfounded, as if he had heard a heart-stirring heroic story.
The most terrible thing about Patriarch Acuo, the way he looked at me changed, he actually looked at me with that kind of pious eyes, looking at God.
It’s as if what he’s looking at is not me, but the God in Tsing Yi…
Many mountain guards couldn't hold it anymore and whispered: "Isn't this the Song of the Qingyi God passed down by our ancestors? How do you know so many details? As a descendant of the ancient Shu Kingdom, we don't even know what we know. You are detailed.”
They looked at Clan Acuo, and Clan Acuo looked at me.
After a moment of silence, his eyes changed again, and there was an inexplicable joy in the corner of his mouth: "Could it be that the God in Tsing Yi has been waiting for three thousand years just to wait for you?"
This statement made us even more confused. I asked Patriarch Acuo what he meant.
Chief Acuo just looked at me deeply and said nothing.
I looked at Old Jiang again, trying to pry something out of Old Jiang's mouth, but I saw that Old Jiang's face was still full of sorrow, and he seemed to be very worried.
"Master, why are you so depressed?"
Unexpectedly, Lao Jiang's words were not surprising. He looked at me deeply and said, "Li Jinglan, have you forgotten how this mask came into our hands?"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, hitting my heart with a bang.
My memory suddenly came back to Guanghan County. Yes, this mask was not obtained by normal means, but...
Previously, this golden mask was a bronze mask. It was first unearthed in Sanxing Village and was accidentally excavated by Ge Weihan's assistant Lin Liangyu. However, with the death of Lin Liangyu, the bronze mask mysteriously disappeared.
Several forces couldn't find it despite digging three feet into the ground, but they appeared in our sights inexplicably.
It was still regarded as a gift to me by a guy whose appearance no one could remember.
From that day on, this bronze mask lost its mottled rust and returned to its original appearance - a golden mask!
And on that day, I uncontrollably put on a golden mask in front of the mirror. From then on, I would often see various scenes from the ancient Shu Kingdom.
It seems that after I put on this mask, a strange telepathy will occur, and I will transform into a silkworm bush and witness everything that happened in the ancient Shu Kingdom...
"Tell me, why would that person give such a big treasure to you?"
Lao Jiang's eyes stared at me.
Needless to say, I felt uncomfortable in my heart. The other person didn't even want to reveal his identity and appearance, so he probably wouldn't be a friend.
Not a friend, how could he be willing to give away such a national treasure, unless he had other motives?
As I was thinking about it, a more terrifying guess suddenly arose in my mind. Could it be that the other party knew that I would have a telepathic connection with the golden mask, so he deliberately gave the mask to me?
The final goal is actually to make a group of us become his pawns when visiting the grave.
More importantly, this person does not seem to belong to any of the forces of "It", "Black Miao" or "Qilin". Is there a Western force that is also eyeing Wawu Mountain?
The situation became more and more complicated, and the last bit of smile on my face faded, replaced by deep fear.
I'm afraid that my series of actions that risked my life will eventually become someone else's wedding dress.
Lao Jiang patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't think about it. The boat will bow when it reaches the bridge. No matter what the person's ultimate goal is, since the mask was given to us, it belongs to us. Just put it away!"
This seems to mean that no matter what the other party plans to do, we at least get a mask for nothing and will never give it back.
Lao Jiang is really as scoundrel as ever.
Ge Weihan asked Lao Jiang: "Mr. Jiang, should we continue to move forward?"
I am also more concerned about this issue. Laowu and the others are ahead of us. I am afraid they are already lurking in the dark waiting for us to take the bait. How many traps have been set in front of us?
Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but beat loudly. That crossbow arrow just now almost wiped out our entire army. This fifth uncle is so insidious!
I thought he and Lao Jiang still had feelings before, but now it seems that Lao Jiang's guess is more reliable.
The reason why Lao Wu wants to help us in Mihundang is that he is reluctant to let Lao Jiang die in the hands of others. He wants to kill this 'treacherous' senior brother with his own hands!
Lao Jiang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance: "Obviously, after Lao Wu and his party arrived at the Sun Temple, they guessed the existence of the golden beetle from the curse words on the pillars, so they did not continue to go deeper into the tomb, but hid in the dark. , it is probably the tomb passage we are in now, and then we will shoot the fatal arrow that triggers the mechanism, and then retreat calmly!"
Hearing this, I sighed. I am afraid that this person will become a serious problem for Qilin!
Because he knows everything about Qilin too well.
At this time, Yin Ling'er was not picking up any pot, and her voice was a little higher: "By the way, weren't there a few mountain guard uncles who were chasing these bad guys from behind? How did I go from here to now? I didn’t even hear their voices.”
Chief Acuo sighed, smiled bitterly at Lao Jiang, and then replied: "I'm afraid Ashan and the others have gone to accompany the Tsing Yi God first."
The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and this is the inevitable result we can imagine.
It was only later that we discovered that the ending of these mountain guards was more terrifying than we imagined...
Lao Jiang doesn’t want to talk nonsense, let us set off after resting!
This time he rarely asked me to take out the revolver from my backpack and put it in the most convenient position, just in case.
At the same time, Lao Jiang calmly adjusted the team's formation.
This time we formed an arrow shape!
He and the leader of the Acuo tribe were in the vanguard. One of them had a sharp black sword and was good at close attacks; the other was a god with arrows and was good at long-range attacks, so they could take care of each other.
