Chapter 28 Chapter 27 The Siege

"Maybe the grave wasn't dug up by someone!" Yue Dongbei was a person who couldn't hold back his words, as soon as he had an idea, he immediately poured it out. Everyone returned to the village of the Hamo people in the afternoon.After eating something, Luo Fei and the others parted ways with Suo Turan and the others, and went to rest in the temporary room. However, the whole morning's experience in the uncanny valley made everyone's nerves unable to relax, and they fell into deep thought, until Yue Dongbei first broke the silent atmosphere in the room.Luo Fei and the others immediately focused their eyes on him, looking puzzled, not quite understanding what he was trying to express.

"Now you must think that it was the black shadow who dug up the grave and took away Li Dingguo's bones. But I have a bold idea, but hey, it must be difficult for you to accept." Zhou Liwei glanced at him: "Okay, don't keep it up. Don't you have any unacceptable thoughts? Not one more. Tell me." Yue Dongbei lowered his voice and said in a pretentiously mysterious tone: "The appearance of this mysterious black shadow and the disappearance of Li Dingguo's bones are actually the same thing?" Although Yue Dongbei turned a corner, Luo Fei was thinking like lightning, and immediately heard the subtext in his words, he grinned: "This... is too ridiculous, even more ridiculous than all your strange academics before."

"But I also have a basis." Yue Dongbei didn't want to see his conjecture easily denied, and explained impatiently, "Look, Li Dingguo's body had just disappeared not long after the black shadow appeared. They can be unified in time, and more importantly, apart from Li Dingguo himself, I really can't think of anyone else who can understand so many hidden secrets, such as the blood trap in the Temple of Rain, the strange hand piercing, skinning and weeding , the punishment of cutting the throat, the warnings made of centipedes on the stone wall, including leading us to the cemetery this morning, and then reappearing outside the cave, don’t you feel that he is almost stepping on the footsteps of history to Here we come. And all of this happened after the curse of the blood bottle was broken. As a metaphysician, I can't help but have the following association: This black shadow is exactly the one who was reborn from the blood and burned with the flame of revenge. Demon 'Li Dingguo!"

Perhaps Yue Dongbei's final conclusion was too bizarre. This time Zhou Liwei not only did not refute the other party, but said with a smile: "Then you mean that this Li Dingguo crawled out of the grave by himself?" Yue Dongbei responded to Zhou Liwei's ridicule with a serious expression: "This is not a joke. In Chinese and Western history and culture, there are many legends about resurrection. Do you think these legends are all groundless? At least in this field, I Has done far more research than you." "Okay." Luo Fei waved his hand, dispelling the unfriendly atmosphere between the two, then he looked at Yue Dongbei, "Didn't you see those footprints?"

"Footprints?" Yue Dongbei blinked, "...you mean the ones in the cave?" "Those are hiking shoes of size 42. The soles are round and clear. In some places where the soil is soft, even the logo on the center of the soles is left - Nike, and 90% of them are genuine. Do you think Could these be Li Dingguo's shoes?" Luo Fei smiled slightly after speaking, "Sometimes careful observation is much more important than rich imagination." "Nike?... Is that so?" Yue Dongbei touched his nose in embarrassment and was defeated, "Then who could this person be? It couldn't have appeared out of thin air, right? Why did he take away Li Dingguo's?" Bones?"

Luo Fei remained silent, these were the questions that he had been pondering hard but could not find the answers to. After a while, I heard Zhou Liwei say: "Although this person is mysterious, he has finally appeared in front of everyone and left some traces. It's a pity that he was so close today, but he was still not caught in the end. I don't know who he is." Where are you hiding now?" Bai Jian sighed viciously: "Don't worry about this problem. Even if we can't find him, he will find us again." Looking at those mountain peaks, Luo Fei recalled the scene of that black shadow staring at everyone in the cemetery. "He" is condescending, looking down on everyone. Although they are so far away, a terrible resentment and hatred still come with the oppression of "his" gaze. Under that gaze, everyone in the cemetery is helpless. Hiding everywhere, they are like children who have taken off their clothes, naked and without the ability to resist and resist.

In the past day, the atmosphere seemed calm, but Luo Fei had a strong premonition: a terrible crisis was quietly brewing.How should he deal with it? The terrible thing is that so far he still doesn't know who that mysterious opponent is and what "he" wants to do. "A really dangerous knife, you can't see its sharp edge." Luo Fei remembered what he said to An Mi last night, and he couldn't help but smiled wryly. As the evening approached, the rain gradually subsided.Luo Fei wanted to go to the village for a while. Considering the language problem, he called Bai Jian'e to go with him so that he could have an interpreter.

The two left the house and walked casually in the village.At this time, many villagers also went out for activities one after another. They seemed to be familiar with Bai Jian'e, and they often took the initiative to greet and salute, and their words were also very respectful. "Master Bai, it seems that you have a high prestige in the Hamo village." Luo Fei said with a smile. Bai Jianxi said "Hey": "Our two villages have been friends for generations, and everyone in the Hamo tribe knows that our Bai family is the descendant of Bai Wenxuan." "That's right. The Hamo tribe should always be grateful to the Bai family." Luo Fei nodded with emotion, and when he mentioned this topic, he suddenly remembered something, and said: "Master Bai, since you are The descendants of Bai Wenxuan, there is a question, and you should know the answer."

"What?" Bai Jian'e stopped and looked at Luo Fei tentatively. Luo Fei asked straightforwardly: "Why didn't Li Dingguo kill Bai Wenxuan back then?" Bai Jian'e turned his head and looked at the majestic mountains in the distance. After a long silence, he said with emotion: "In the eyes of the Hamo people, Li Dingguo is undoubtedly a devil. But in Mihong village, Li Dingguo is still He is regarded as a hero, or even a god. Alas, the so-called merits and demerits in a person's life are often entangled, and it is difficult to distinguish..." As Bai Jian'e's thoughts turn, let us also take a look at what happened between Li Dingguo and his confidant general Bai Wenxuan who betrayed him before Li Dingguo died.

... The assassination of the Hamo people has been successful, and the killing noise around the uncanny valley is loud, and the coalition forces of the Qing soldiers, the Burmese and the Hamo people attacked and killed them from three directions. Outside the tent of the Chinese army located in the heart of the barracks, it was deserted at this time, only Li Dingguo and Bai Wenxuan were left in the confrontation. Holding a long sword, Li Dingguo approached Bai Wenxuan step by step, his blood had already stained Zheng's robe.He opened his eyes angrily. Although he was severely injured, he still exuded a terrifying and mighty aura.Bai Wenxuan's face was pale, and he kept retreating.

"Bai Wenxuan!" Li Dingguo shouted angrily, "You have the guts to betray me, why don't you dare to fight me!" Bai Wenxuan looked at the blood that was spilled all the way, gritted his teeth, and finally greeted him with a sword. Li Dingguo yelled violently, and the long sword in his hand swung out with a thunderous force, and the two swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound of "clang".Bai Wenxuan felt an irresistible strong force coming from his palm, the tiger's mouth hurt sharply, his five fingers loosened, and the weapon flew out of his hand, flying straight to a distance of one foot, the blade was bent and deformed. Li Dingguo's long sword followed the trend and went straight to the opponent's neck! The edge of the sword has touched the throat, bringing a chill to the bone.However, the sword momentum stopped there.After a while, Li Dingguo's hoarse voice sounded: "You...why?" Bai Wenxuan's knees went limp, and he knelt down on the ground, crying out sadly, "General..." "Why are you like this?!" Li Dingguo was about to burst into tears, and asked sharply again. "General..." Bai Wenxuan fell at Li Dingguo's feet, "Our army has been trapped in the mountains and forests for a long time, and there is no chance of victory. The final general can't bear the sergeant to be poisoned by the devil again, and he doesn't want to see the kind-hearted Hamo people get involved in this battle." A pointless war." Li Dingguo's long sword never left Bai Wenxuan's throat, and could take the opponent's life at any time.He said bitterly again: "I'm going to blow up the Hanging Lake today. If this plan succeeds, the situation can be reversed. I didn't expect you... You actually ruined my big business at this time!" Bai Wenxuan looked up at Li Dingguo at this time, and boldly said: "Even if this plan is accomplished, so what? How strong was our army when Hengyang was victorious, and when Zhaoqing was besieged? In the end, it is inevitable that we will still end up in the mountains. Now there are no more than ten thousand soldiers." , even Emperor Yongli was killed by Wu Sangui. General, the world is over, how could you alone be able to reverse it!" These words mentioned Li Dingguo's pain, his body trembled, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.After a long while, he said sadly: "Great victory in Hengyang, Sun Kewang is ambitious, wants to abolish Emperor Yongli and stand on his own, and fights with my brother, the foreign enemy benefits; Zheng Chenggong besieged Zhaoqing in a corner, did not send allies for half a year, and lost the victory of conquering Guangdong and Guangxi." When he moved to Yunnan, Emperor Yongli was timid and cowardly, and fled to Burma alone, regardless of the soldiers who gave up their lives and fought hard. I, Li Dingguo, spent my whole life fighting for the people of the world, but no one in the world helped me... Now, even you Bai Wenxuan ...Are you going to carry me on your back too?" Bai Wenxuan was speechless, and smiled wryly: "General, kill me." "Kill you?" Li Dingguo sighed, "Everyone thinks that I, Li Dingguo, are a devil who is easy to kill. Hey, in this chaotic world, if the people who should be killed are not killed, how can we build up our army? Now that things are like this, kill me. What's the use of you... Sigh, you go and greet your brothers and surrender to the Qing soldiers." "What?" Bai Wenxuan opened his mouth blankly, hardly believing his ears. Li Dingguo lowered his voice: "Surrender to the Qing soldiers to gain respite. Mihong village has hidden secrets, which can be used as a place for cultivation." Bai Wenxuan understood Li Dingguo's meaning, he pondered for a while, and said, "Since this is the case, the last general would like to ask the general to give me something." "what?" "General, please pass on the power of demons to me to help with great things." But Li Dingguo shook his head: "This is the source of evil. I was trapped in the mountains and forests, so I had to use this trick as a last resort, causing the soldiers' souls to die. This power must not be passed on to the world. I have been arranging personal followers to take care of those seedlings." People, as long as the army is defeated, they will be killed immediately. This secret can only be buried in hell forever." "What?" This was obviously beyond Bai Wenxuan's expectation, and he suddenly froze. "Bai Wenxuan!" Li Dingguo yelled suddenly, "You have committed a serious crime of rebellion, do you know why I didn't kill you?" Bai Wenxuan prostrated himself: "The general will understand." "It's good to understand. The mystery in the Temple of Rain can protect your Bai family's power for generations in Mi Hongzhai. Don't forget who gave you this power. If you have second thoughts, I can take your power at any time." The power base is destroyed!" "The last general... dare not..." "Hahaha..." Li Dingguo raised his head to the sky and let out a hoarse and mournful laugh. The laughter was halfway through, but it stopped abruptly with his breathing. Only the lonely blood and tears continued to seep from the corners of his eyes. ... "So, Li Dingguo didn't kill your ancestors at the beginning, just to preserve the last blood of the Nanming army, hoping to have a chance to make a comeback?" After listening to Bai Jian'e's narration, Luo Fei said in admiration, "For The righteousness of the world does not take into account personal grievances, no matter whether he is a hero or a devil, before he dies, he can still have such a big heart, from this point of view, Li Dingguo can be called a rare man." "Hero? Devil?" Bai Jian'e chewed these two words repeatedly, seemingly lost in thought. After a while, he said "Hey", "Maybe there has never been an essential distinction between the two. The world is Right and wrong, all depends on success or failure. More than three hundred years ago, if Li Dingguo could successfully break through the siege, turn the tide of the war, and revive the Han people, he would naturally be respected as a hero by later generations; unfortunately, he died in the wilderness in the end. In the history written by the victor, he can only be called a 'demon'." "Fighting for the people of the world... is admirable." After saying this, Luo Fei looked around, looked at the beautiful and peaceful village scenery around him, but couldn't help shaking his head and said, "It's just that no matter what the purpose is, if you want water This kind of scheme is really too vicious. The Hamo tribe finally killed him, called him a 'demon', and cast an eternal curse on him. These are understandable." Bai Jian'e sighed lightly: "Anyone has a reason to do anything. As long as you can find his perspective, many things will not be difficult to understand." Luo Fei nodded in agreement, his thinking didn't stagnate at all, and he turned to another question: "The 'black shadow' killed your subordinates, but didn't do anything to you, is it also related to this relationship? ? But according to Li Dingguo's wish back then, your Bai family's performance later was not satisfactory." Bai Jian'e was taken aback, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.After hesitating for a while, he said in embarrassment: "The world has been set. With a little power in the remote mountains and remote areas, how easy is it to accomplish great things? Our Bai family was able to refuse the Qing court's reward back then, and we were willing to stay dormant in Ni Hongzhai It has been hundreds of years, which is already very rare. By the way, Officer Luo, have you noticed that the village today is much more lively than yesterday." In the end, Bai Jian'e obviously seemed to have diverted the topic, but what he said was indeed true.It was already evening, but there were tribesmen passing by from time to time on the small road in the village, and they seemed to be in a good mood, walking hurriedly, with cheerful expressions, as if they were looking forward to the arrival of a certain happy event. "They should be rushing to meet the saint, right?" Luo Fei guessed. "Saint?" "Don't you remember what An Mi said yesterday? The tribe hasn't seen the saint for a long time, and the saint will show up tonight." Luo Fei smiled slightly, "This is a rare opportunity, and I have many questions. Why don't you ask this holy woman face to face?" Bai Jian was silent, frowned and shook his head slightly.At this moment, several Hamo people passed by them again, Bai Jian'e took two steps forward, and asked them in Hamo language: "Are you going to see the saint?" "Yes." A middle-aged woman said respectfully, "The saint has been ill for a long time, and there has been no sacrificial ceremony in the village. Now the saint has finally recovered, and the whole clan will go to see her at night. Good rumors will no longer be believed." Luo Fei also came over at this time, and after hearing Bai Jian'e's translation, he immediately asked sensitively: "Bad rumors? What rumors?" "Rumors say that the saint has been killed by the resurrected demon." Bai Jianxi answered Luo Fei's question directly, "Many Hamo people who believed the rumors passed through Mi Hong Village and fled the forest." "That's a shameless lie!" A Hamo man next to him suddenly interjected emotionally, "Although the devil has been resurrected, the saint is definitely not dead." This man is about forty years old, with a loyal face.Luo Fei looked at him in surprise: "Can you speak Chinese?" The man introduced himself: "My name is Mengsha. I have stayed in Mengla County for several months, and I just returned to the village not long ago." "Oh." Luo Fei nodded, "Among those clansmen who escaped from the mountains, you were one of them." A look of shame appeared on Mengsha's face: "The gods have punished us cowardly people. I am lucky. My soul was saved by the saint." Luo Fei and Bai Jianxi glanced at each other, apparently they didn't understand what the "punishment" and "salvation" in his words meant. But Mengsha himself explained: "We who fled outside the mountains can't adapt to life outside. The Han people in the county look down on us, they don't believe in our gods, and they have never even heard of the Hamo people." Great jihad. I worked hard every day, but I couldn’t earn much money. I had no money to stay, so I could only sleep under the bridge hole in the county town. Then I couldn’t hold on anymore and fell ill. I lay on the cold river bed, helpless I have no one to rely on, and after three days and three nights like this, I have reached the brink of death." Speaking of bitterness, Meng Shao's eyes turned slightly red.Luo Fei couldn't help sighing in his heart: Indeed.Let these people who are accustomed to hunting in the mountains to live in modern society, without any integration of language, belief, and culture, the difficulty can be imagined. "Then what happened afterwards?" Bai Jian'e, who was always stern, also asked with concern at this time. "Later the high priest found me. He wanted to cure my illness and take me back to the cottage." Mengsha replied, "But at that time my heart was full of despair, the outside world could not survive, and the 'demon' Resurrected again, the cottage is facing a terrible disaster. I lost the courage to continue living. In fact, if the saintess hadn't appeared, I would have died." "Saint? Did she go out with High Priest Soturan?" Luo Fei asked in surprise, "But didn't you all say that the saint has been seriously ill for the past six months?" Bai Jian'e also frowned: "When Suo Turan went out through Mi Hong Village, I entertained him, and I didn't see any 'saint'." "Of course the saint's body will not leave the village, but her gods came to save us." Mengsha said piously, "At that time, I was on the verge of dying. In a trance, I saw the saint. She was dressed in white, so beautiful, full of benevolent power. I opened my eyes wide and watched her walk towards me step by step, and then she put her warm hand on my forehead and said to me: Go back, go back to the cottage. Everything will be fine, the 'demons' will be defeated again, the great Aliya and Herai will be with the tribe, and the gods of the warriors will always bless the Hamo tribe." The other clansmen present also folded their chests together and bowed to the sky.The expressions on their faces were sacred and firm, and they whispered together: "The gods of the warriors will always bless the Hamo people." "It was the saint who revived me and gave me a new life. After recovering, I returned to the village, and I will never leave here again, even if I fight that 'demon' to the death!" Meng Shayan burst into tears, excited said. saint?Could it be a hallucination that appeared in a critical state?Luo Fei guessed secretly in his heart, and asked again: "Did the saint appear just once? After you woke up, did you see her again?" "No." While Mengsha shook his head, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "However, I can see her tonight." "Can we go there together?" Luo Fei asked sincerely, "I also really want to see your saint now." "Of course. The benevolent saint is willing to help anyone who encounters difficulties." Mengsha replied proudly. "Thank you." Luo Fei smiled, turned to look at Bai Jian'e, "Then let's go." "You guys go first, I'll come later." Bai Jian'e murmured, seeing Luo Fei's puzzled expression, he continued to explain, "There is an old friend of mine in the village, I want to visit his home .” Luo Fei nodded without saying anything, and headed towards the sacrificial ground in the south of the village together with Meng Sha and others.Bai Jian'e watched them turn the corner at the end of the trail, then moved his feet and left alone. Not long after, Bai Jian'e appeared in the forest outside the village. This is the only way to the "Valley of Terror". He had just been here with Luo Fei and others in the morning, and now he came quietly again. What does he want to do? At twilight, the mountains and forests look particularly dark.Bai Jian'e stopped in front of a big tree. There was a thick branch under the tree. It could be seen that it had just been cut down with a sharp knife. Bai Jian'e stopped moving forward, he wandered around the branch with an uneasy expression, he seemed to be waiting for something, but also seemed to be afraid of something. The forest is getting darker and quieter, only the sound of footsteps on the fallen leaves can be heard. Suddenly, Bai Jian'e's expression tightened, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he stopped walking. The sound of "rustling" did not stop, but it came from the depths of the forest. "He's coming." Bai Jian'e muttered to himself, he stared at the direction of the footsteps, his eyes widened, but his pupils contracted nervously... Like a ghost in the dark night, "he" finally emerged from the dark jungle. The "ghost" approached Bai Jian'e step by step, a force full of hatred spread to the surroundings, and even the insects hiding in the dark corners were forced to stop their chirping by this force, the forest was as deathly silent, There was no breath of life. Bai Jian'e was under tremendous pressure, he was almost out of breath, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, he knew what kind of anger the other party was harboring, that anger was enough to tear him to pieces. The machete was stuck firmly on the back of his waist, burning his body with waves of heat. Maybe this is an opportunity, taking advantage of "he" being unprepared... Bai Jian'e thought so, the sweat on his head became denser, and his right hand twitched imperceptibly. "Don't try to resist...you know my strength very well, and you know even more what failure to resist means to yourself." The voice seemed to come from hell, hoarse, gloomy, and piercingly chill. Bai Jian'e's heart suddenly became cold to the freezing point, and the little courage left in him collapsed in an instant.His knees gave way, and he fell to his knees on the damp rotting leaves. The hereditary power of the Bai family made him destined to become the ruler of Mi Hong Village from the moment he was born.He was not in the habit of kneeling before others. But on the stone platform at Qingfengkou, when he saw the power of that guy for the first time and knew the identity of the guy, he had already knelt down.Anything is easier the second time than the first. The black shadow slowly walked in front of Bai Jian'e, and the cold voice sounded again: "Do you remember the promise your Bai family made back then?" "Yes, I... remember. I am your servant... I am willing to do anything for you to make up for my mistakes and beg for your forgiveness." Bai Jian'e said as he pressed his forehead to the ground, This posture is exactly the same as when Bai Wenxuan bowed at Li Dingguo's feet more than three hundred years ago. "Very good, you have calmed down the anger in my heart a little bit." Heiying said while leaning over and lightly supporting Bai Jian'e's shoulder. Bai Jian'e straightened up flattered, looked up, and saw a pair of horrifying eyes, red and bloodshot, like burning flames. "But my anger is still enough to swallow you all." Sombra's words were full of hatred, "You can't imagine what kind of hell I was suffering in. You don't even understand that during that 'jihad' ', what shameful crimes your Bai family has committed!" A trace of bewilderment appeared on Bai Jian'e's face, as if he didn't quite understand Soi Ying's last words. The black shadow bent down, put his mouth next to Bai Jian'e's ear, and whispered something. Bai Jian'e's body trembled, and he argued emotionally: "No, it's impossible." "I will prove it to you." Heiying said coldly, "Now, I have a few things for you to do, and you'd better not let me down." Bai Jianxi nodded silently, he knew he couldn't refuse. ... The sacrificial site of the Hamo people is located on the edge of the village, and its area is larger than the square in front of the Temple of Rain in Mihong Village.A two-foot-square altar was built in the east of the sacrificial field, so that when the sacrificial activities were held in the early morning, the most holy first ray of morning light could be bathed.The south side of the sacrificial ground is connected with the mountains and forests. Going southwest and over the short hills, you can reach the uncanny valley that makes the people of the tribe change their colors. When Luo Fei, Meng Sha and others arrived, a lot of tribesmen had already gathered on the field.They stood neatly in two groups in the order of men in front and women in back.Meng Sha hurriedly said goodbye to Luo Fei and joined the team of the tribe.Luo Fei paced slowly on the sidelines, patrolling around habitually, observing the situation in the arena and the surrounding landscape, when he suddenly heard someone calling him. "Officer Luo, this way, this way!" Luo Fei followed the prestige, and saw Yue Dongbei standing at the northwest foot of the altar, waving at him.There were four chairs, and Zhou Liwei was sitting beside him. When Luo Fei approached, Yue Dongbei waved his hand carelessly, and said quite proudly, "Come on, sit down. These chairs are specially prepared for us by the Hamo people." Luo Fei nodded, just as he sat down, Zhou Liwei asked, "Where did Bai Jianxi go?" "He went to a friend's house for a while, and he should be here soon." Zhou Liwei frowned, and seemed to have some doubts in his heart. There are many wooden stakes on the altar and around the square, with torches made of turpentine inserted on them.It was already dark at this time, and the two men started from the north and south sides and lit the torches one by one.The sacrificial field suddenly became much brighter. Luo Fei recognized that the one who lit the torch was the security attendant who accompanied him to the Uncanny Valley in the morning, but their other two companions were not in the square at this time. After all the torches were lit, the two attendants stood on the north and south sides of the crowd, in a guarding posture.At this time, An Mi and Suo Tulan entered the sacrificial field, and walked towards the altar from the northwest. Wherever they went, the crowd gave way to salute. Walking under the altar, Soturan stopped and stood right in front of the crowd. Behind him, there was a row of men who served the same people. These should be priests from the Hamo tribe. An Mi went straight to the altar, halfway through, he saw Luo Fei and the others, turned around and nodded slightly as a salute.The three of Luo Fei also stood up, folded their chests and lowered their heads. "Master Bai, hasn't he come?" An Mi suddenly asked, with a slightly displeased expression on his face. Just as Luo Fei was about to answer, Bai Jian'e's voice sounded not far away: "Master Anmi, please forgive me for being late." Accompanied by the voice, the village master who has been friends with the Hamo clan for generations came to Luo Fei. Fei waited beside him, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, as if he had just driven a short distance. An Mi smiled and nodded, without saying anything else, he stepped up to the altar, facing his clansmen, standing with his head held high, with a solemn and firm expression, full of majesty under the light of the fire. All the clansmen had arrived, and they stood in a dense crowd on the field. They were orderly and silent at this moment.Under the leadership of Suo Turan, the priests bowed first and greeted their leader in the Hamo language: "Respected and brave Lord Anmi!" All the clansmen followed closely behind and chanted in unison: "Respected and brave Lord Anmi." The voice was loud and tidy, echoing endlessly in the silent valley. After the reverberation subsided, An Mi said loudly to the people in the audience: "The evil villain stole the blood bottle, and the demon has been resurrected in the Valley of Uncanny. The great holy war of the Hamo tribe has begun again, and we must not Victorious!" After speaking, he pulled out the scimitar from his waist, raised it above his head, and let out a long roar.The men in the audience also drew their swords in their hands and echoed in unison.The shouts of thousands of people merged into one place, and the momentum was really amazing.Even though Luo Fei and the others were outside the circle, they couldn't help feeling refreshed and excited when they heard the long whistle. After a while, An Mi stopped the roar, and said again: "We are not alone. The jihad alliance more than 300 years ago has now been rebuilt. Here are our allies, the Baizhai Lord of Mi Hongzhai, and people from the Han nationality. warriors and priests!" As An Mi said, he pointed at Luo Fei and the others with his finger, and the clansmen took advantage of the situation to look over, and burst into cheers again. An Mi pressed his hand, and the square returned to silence.At this time, after An Mi looked at the crowd, the expression on his face changed from arrogance to respect, and the clansmen also turned their heads one after another, their eyes full of anticipation. "The Holy Maiden will always be with us." An Mi folded his right hand and bowed to the west of the priest's field. In that direction, a white figure appeared, with fluttering skirts, which looked particularly eye-catching in the dark night. The clansmen immediately separated to the two sides, flashed a path, and at the same time bowed their bodies deeply, calling out the name of the saint devoutly: "Yakuma!" Yakuma?This familiar word immediately touched a certain fragment in Luo Fei's memory. He looked at Zhou Liwei beside him, and the other party just turned his eyes at this moment. Although there was no verbal communication, the two understood what the other party wanted to express at the same time. The meaning also confirmed his own judgment. That's right, Yakuma, that's exactly the name the man in the Kunming Mental Hospital had hissed out.Why does he still keep thinking about this name when he is already insane?And why his expression when he yelled was full of fear, pain, despair and anger, which makes people shudder when recalled now. The answer to this may only be answered by the saint named Yakuma. Among the clansmen, Yakuma walked slowly towards the altar.She has a graceful figure, and she exudes a steady and generous temperament while walking. She is covered in a long white skirt, and the skirt floats behind her with the night wind, making her look both noble and elegant.Facing such a woman, everyone can't help but want to see her face clearly, but her face is covered with a layer of the same white veil, only revealing a smooth forehead and two bright eyes, standing in the black Against the background of long hair, it leaves unlimited room for reverie. A guard holding a scimitar followed closely behind Yakuma. This man was tall, with his head held high, and his expression was very proud. He was the Hamo warrior Dilga who led Luo Fei and others to the Uncanny Valley in the morning. After a while, the two walked up to the altar.Yakuma stood beside Anmi, and Dierga retreated to the side and rear, but he never moved three steps away from Yakuma's side. Yakuma looked at his clansmen and said, "I have been seriously ill for the past six months and have been unable to go out, but I think about you all the time. The blood bottle was stolen and the demon was reborn, but the Hamo clan The warriors are still there, and the devil cannot harm me, nor my people." For all the Hamo people, this soft and gentle voice is so familiar.They burst into cheers of joy from the bottom of their hearts, celebrating the reappearance of the long-lost saint. "In the past six months, Dierga has made great contributions to the village in order to fight against the devil." Yakuma pointed at the tall warrior behind him and said, "From today onwards, I will make him the new saint." Female guard, stay by my side forever." Dierga straightened his chest, with an uncontrollable complacency and pride on his face.Saintess Guard, which means that he has obtained the most honorable position among all Hamo warriors. Even the leader of Anmi and the High Priest of Soturan cannot restrain his behavior. From then on, he only obeys the orders of the Saintess. .During the sacrifice, only he can follow the saint to the sacred altar.All this is the dreamland of all Harmo men, and today, he finally achieved it!Thinking of this, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud. But the clansmen didn't seem to approve of the sudden decision of the saint.There was a slight commotion under the altar, and a moment later, a priest standing in the front row bowed to the stage and said: "Dear Saint Yakuma, according to the practice of generations, the appointment of the Saintess Guard is extremely prudent and must be appointed by The warriors of the whole clan competed in martial arts, and passed numerous tests of wisdom, courage, and loyalty. It would be a bit rash to take such an important position directly to Dirga. Moreover, although Shui Yiqi made a big mistake, the saint has never Strictly speaking, he has not been deprived of his position as a saintess guard." Before Yakuma could speak, Anmi replied: "Now is an extraordinary period, and some things need to be handled flexibly. After Dierga accepted the task of inspecting the 'Uncanny Valley', our people have never been harmed by demons again. .I think it would be perfect for him to be the new guard of the saint. As for Shui Yimaki, today he will face the trial of the saint Yakuma for the crimes he committed." After saying this, An Mi slapped his hands heavily twice. Immediately, a figure shook in the northwest corner of the square, and a group of three people came from the direction of Shanchi. The person walking in the front was ragged and hobbled, it was Shui Yiji who was imprisoned in the water prison last night.His hands were tied behind his back with ropes, and he also wore nooses on his feet, making it extremely inconvenient to move.The two people behind him held scimitars, and they were recognized from a distance as the other two of An Mi's personal entourage. They never appeared, so they went to the mountain pond to escort Shui Yiji. The three passed through the crowd and came towards the altar.Wherever Shui Yi anthill went, the people of the tribe avoided one after another. From the expressions on their faces, it could be seen that everyone was disgusted with the "traitor" in this village, but at the same time had considerable fear. Shui Yidiki moved forward with difficulty, and in the process, his eyes were always looking at Yakuma on the altar without blinking.Finally, he stopped in the open space in front of the priests, raised his head, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yakuma? Have you really recovered?" “是的。”雅库玛冷冷地回答，“我得到神明的保护，邪恶的力量休想伤害到我。” “可是，您为什么要带着那层面纱？”水夷垤并不掩饰自己心中的疑虑。 “圣女刚刚恢复，受不得风寒。”安密略一沉吟，说道，“不过，为了让族人们安心，就请圣女把面纱揭开片刻吧。” 雅库玛点点头，伸出一只皓臂，把面纱从右侧轻轻揭开，露出了秀丽脱俗的容颜。水夷垤情绪难控，扑通一声跪倒在地上，哽咽着说道：“伟大的……圣女……雅……雅库玛……”虽然已泪流满面，但很明显，那是因喜极而泣落下的泪水。 其他族人此时见到了圣女的面容，心中残存的最后意思忧虑也烟消云散了，发出一阵释然的唏嘘声。 然而在此时此刻，整个祭祀场上最激动的人却是罗飞。当他定睛看清圣女面纱下的真容后，立刻“腾”地站了起来，口中情不自禁地叫喊出声：“许晓雯！” 这一声叫喊显得极不合时宜，所有人的目光都向着罗飞投射了过来。圣女也转过了头，瞪大一双黑亮的眼睛诧异地看着罗飞，这一下罗飞看得更加清楚，这女子瓜子脸，口鼻纤细，从容貌上看来，正是在云南和自己有过一面之缘的许晓雯。 此时索图兰向这边走上两步，正色说道：“罗，今天是我们哈摩族极为重要的场合，请你万万不要打扰。” 圣女上下打量了罗飞几眼，神色间毫无相识之意，然后她调转脸庞，重新把面纱拉好。 罗飞的脑子里乱成一团，有太多的迷惑在这一刻纷涌而现。他茫然地站在那里，不知该如何正确处理这突如其来的变故。正尴尬间，忽然感觉有人在轻拉自己的衣角。 罗飞低下头，只见周立玮在向自己暗中递着眼色。他坐回到椅子上，轻声问道：“周老师，你看到没有？” 周立玮微微摇了摇头，压着声音说：“情况不明，静观其变。” 罗飞此刻也冷静了下来：不错，这确实是现在最好的应对方法。 白剑恶此前一直在给罗飞等人做着翻译，此刻颇郑重地说道：“罗警官，圣女在哈摩族地位极为尊贵，你可不能太唐突了。” 岳东北不知道其中原委，笑呵呵地调侃：“怎么了，罗警官，这个女人竟会让你如此失态？” 罗飞没功夫理会对方无聊的玩笑话，但他心中却也在暗暗责怪自己：罗飞啊罗飞，你今天是怎么了，这么沉不住气？ 见罗飞重新做好，哈摩众人也没有再追问什么，也许他们并不明白“许晓雯”也是一个女子的名字，还以为那只是罗飞在见到圣女的美丽容貌后所发出的赞叹呢。 一番小小的风波之后，全场关注的焦点又回到了跪在祭坛前的水夷垤身上。却听雅库玛冷冰冰地说道：“水夷垤，你犯下的罪行，自己还有什么话说？” 水夷垤止住哭泣，抬头看着雅库玛，回答说：“只要圣女安然无恙，我愿承为所有的罪过承担责任。” “很好。看来你虽然堕入了邪恶，但至少还保留着原有的勇气。”雅库玛点了点头，“既然这样，就让迪尔加来执行对你的惩罚吧。” 水夷垤脸色一变：“迪尔加？” “不错。他现在已经取代你，成为新任的圣女卫士了。”安密一边说，一边转过头来，冲着身后的迪尔加使了个眼色。 迪尔加会意，他下了祭坛，向着水夷垤一步步地走去，火光闪烁，映出了他脸上狰狞的笑意。 水夷垤的目光闪过一丝悲伤，动容道：“伟大的圣女雅库玛？您真的已将我抛弃吗？对我来说，这是比死亡更加可怕的惩罚！” 说话间，迪尔加已经来到了水夷垤的身前，后者抬起头，看着这个新晋的得志者，脸上的虔诚与悲伤消失了，代之以极度的厌恶和仇恨。 迪尔加显然被对方的表情激怒了，他略微俯下身，恶狠狠地说道：“收起你的目光吧，它吓不倒我。你还以为自己是圣女面前的红人吗？不，你哪些威风的日子早已到头了。你提到死亡？不错，等待着你的正是死亡。” 说完这些，迪尔加挺直腰板，面向族人朗声道：“水夷垤身为圣女卫士，却帮助邪恶的敌人盗走了族中的圣物，罪不可恕，依族规，本该处死。圣女慈悲，给他自尽的机会，以洗刷自己曾经犯下的罪恶。” 族人间交头接耳，稍稍起了些骚动，但并没有人提出明确的反对。倒是罗飞听完白剑恶的翻译后，瞪眼看着身旁的同伴：“就这样剥夺一个人的生命，也太草率了吧？” 白剑恶摆了摆手：“在这与世隔绝的深山里，族规是远远大于法律的。罗警官，这件事情你插不上手。” 罗飞知道对方说得有道理，只能无声地叹了口气，心中虽然很不舒服，但却又无可奈何。 迪尔加此时从腰间摸出几粒小指盖大小的圆形植物果实，放在手心摊开：“水夷垤，你乖乖的把这些吃了吧？” “那是什么东西？”罗飞好奇地问道。 白剑恶远远地瞥了一眼：“应该是蛇腥草结的果子吧？剧毒，以前哈摩族人常用它来药死那些难以驯服的烈性野象。” “既然是自尽，给他把刀，往脖子上一抹不就完了嘛，干吗搞得那么复杂？”岳东北咧着嘴，幸灾乐祸地说道。 “水夷垤据说是哈摩族三百多年来最勇猛的圣女卫士。如果他手中有了刀，那无异于给猛虎装上了锋利的牙齿，后果不堪设想。”白剑恶说这番话的时候，神情肃穆，颇带有几分敬畏之情。 岳东北“嘿”了一声，不以为然：“有那么厉害么？” 水夷垤看着迪尔加手中的东西，愣了片刻后，抬起头来，向着祭坛上的雅库玛问道：“伟大的圣女雅库玛，这的确是您的意愿吗？要让忠心的水夷垤为了您而死去？” 沉默片刻后，雅库玛点点头：“是的，这是我的意愿。” 安密对水夷垤冷冷地哼了一声：“怎么，你害怕了吗？” 水夷垤淡淡地一笑：“我水夷垤永生永世都是圣女最忠实的仆人，能死在圣女的意愿下，这是我最大的荣耀。” 水夷垤面对死亡时的从容似乎打动了祭坛上的雅库玛，她的眼中闪过一丝犹豫，转过脸庞，看了安密一眼。 安密面沉似水，压低声音说道：“尊敬的圣女，请以族人的大计为重。” 雅库玛点点头，下定了某种决心。然后她又看向跪在下面的水夷垤，说：“吃下那些果实，救赎自己罪恶的灵魂吧！” 水夷垤的表情突然变得有些奇怪：“现在吗？” 雅库玛加重了语气：“是的，现在！” “伟大的圣女雅库玛，您随时可以取走我的一切，包括生命。但是……”水夷垤用试探的口吻问了句，“在此之前，您是否忘记了某件事情？” “什么？”雅库玛愣了一下，踌躇着说道，“我会和安密大人照顾好你的家属，你放心地走吧。” “不，不是！”水夷垤突然大叫了起来，他跪在地上，向前膝行了几步，用诧异的目光紧盯着雅库玛，焦急地说道：“圣女雅库玛，您这是怎么了？您忘记了自己承担的那传世苦难吗？” “传世苦难？”雅库玛显得有些茫然，她一边喃喃自语着，一边求助似地看着身旁的安密。 “行了，水夷垤！”安密厉声呵斥，“你不用再说这些无用的废话了。你再不吃，难道非要逼我们强喂你吗？” 水夷垤看向雅库玛的目光慢慢发生了些微妙的变化，他的表情也在脸上凝固住了，然后他意味深长地点着头，木然说道：“好的……我吃，我吃……” 迪尔加得意地狞笑了一下，把左手手掌中的果粒倒进了水夷垤的口中，那果粒色泽鲜红夺目，在火把映衬下闪着妖异的光芒。 水夷垤慢慢地咀嚼着，片刻后，他脸上的肌肉一阵抽动，弓腰蜷背，显得极为痛苦。摇晃挣扎了一阵后，他“扑”地栽倒在地上，一动不动了。鲜红色的液体从他的嘴角流出来，分不清是血液，还是那剧毒的果汁。 迪尔加长吁了一口气，带着种大功告成后的轻松感觉，他弯下腰，伸出左手二指去探水夷垤的鼻息。 便在这时，躺在地上的水夷垤突然身形暴起，他的双手不知何时已挣脱了绳索的束缚，迅捷无比地向迪尔加的右手抓去。迪尔加促不及防，只觉得手腕被一股大力扭过，五指一松，手中的弯刀已被对方夺了过去。 安密反应极快，暴喝一声：“杀了他！”在一旁守候的那两名亲随立时刀光闪烁，向着水夷垤劈去。水夷垤团身一滚，从寒光中闪过，同时右手挥刀挑出，将捆在脚部的绳索也割断了。 彻底摆脱了束缚，又有兵刃在手，水夷垤精神陡长。他吐出口中的蛇腥果，翻身而起，横刀在胸，眼中闪烁着迫人的光芒。刚才还落魄潦倒的死囚在一瞬间变成了威风凛凛的刀客。 附近的族人一片惊呼，显得有些不知所措。安密咬着牙齿，怒喝道：“慌什么，把他给我围起来！” 听见首领的斥责，众人这才略定了些神，在索图兰等祭司的指挥下，男子们围着祭坛散开了一个半圆，把水夷垤团团困在中间，只是他们前来拜见圣女，都没有携带兵刃，在加上水夷垤威名久播，谁也不敢徒手上前。安密一声令下，那四个持刀的随从跃入圈中，从东、南、西、北四面向着水夷垤围攻过来。这些随从既是首领的卫士，自然个个身手矫健，刀法精熟。但他们以四敌一，竟然占不到丝毫的便宜。 片刻后，占在北首位置上的随从进攻时过于冒进，反被水夷垤一刀划伤了腿部，顿时鲜血长流。他痛苦地闷哼了一声，跌到了战圈之外。 迪尔加抢步上前，接过受伤者手中的兵刃，加入到战团中。水夷垤一看到他，两眼立刻迸出愤怒的火焰，他抢出几招，暂时逼退了那几名随从，然后聚集全身的力量，一刀向着迪尔加狠狠地劈了过去。 迪尔加不及躲避，只能挥刀，硬生生地挡了一下。但对方的力量霸道无比，他只觉得手腕大震，弯刀拿捏不住，脱手飞出，竟向着祭坛上的安密而去。 诸随从齐声惊呼：“安密大人，小心！” 安密却毫不慌张，等拿弯刀飞到面前，他才从腰间拔刀在手，迎着拿来刀奋力一砍，飞刀立刻变了方向，夹着呼呼的风声，反向着水夷垤疾射而去。 水夷垤刚才一招得手，毫不停歇，后招已紧随而至，眼看就要取了迪尔加的性命，忽听耳侧刀声呼啸，连忙转身回手，与拿飞刀相格，只听“铛”的一声大响，火花四溅。 迪尔加趁势往后退去，惊惶之下，竟一脚踩在了那个受伤随从的身上，两人摔成了一团，狼狈不堪。迪尔加满脸羞愧，看着安密说道：“多谢大人救了我的性命。” 安密哼了一声，迈步跨下祭坛，他扫了几个随从一眼：“你们都退下去吧。” 随从们躬身离去，圈子里便只剩下了安密和水夷垤两人。 水夷垤合胸行了个礼：“尊敬的首领安密大人。” 安密怒视着对方：“如果你还当我是族中的首领，那就把手中的兵刃放下！” 水夷垤咬了咬牙：“恕我……不能遵命。” 安密怒极反笑：“好，好……”第二个“好”字话音未落，他已欺身上前，发动了凌厉之极的攻势。祭坛下人影晃动，兵刃交错声连绵不绝，两个哈摩族公认最为勇猛的斗士战在了一处。 然而这不是一场公平的战斗，水夷垤似乎碍于地位的尊卑，始终只防守，不反击。安密的进攻也由此越来越无忌惮，令对方左支右拙，渐渐落了下风。 在不远处观战的罗飞暗暗摇了摇头，谁都看得出，再这样下去，水夷垤必然会落得个血溅当场的结局。 水夷垤显然也看清了此时的形势。他眼中忽然精光一闪，趁着安密毫不防守之机，忽然一刀攻了出去。安密全无准备，急忙往后撤了一步，同时惊出了一身冷汗。 水夷垤却并不追击，他翻身一跃，竟上了祭坛。此时祭坛上便只有雅库玛一人，水夷垤抢到她的面前，把弯刀逼在了圣女的脖子上。 不久前还泣拜在地、甘心为圣女而死的水夷垤居然会做出如此无礼的举动，这一下变故出乎了所有人的预料。每个人都愣在了原地，现场鸦雀无声。 罗飞也蓦然一惊，下意识地从腰间摸出了手枪。白剑恶连忙压住他的手腕：“小心！千万不能伤了圣女！” 罗飞咬了咬嘴唇，目光中满是焦急之色。 片刻的沉寂之后，索图兰苍老的声音响了起来：“水夷垤，你这是要干什么？你疯了吗？” “我不会伤害圣女的，我只是想请她护送我离开这里。”水夷垤一边说，一边押着雅库玛走向祭坛。雅库玛脸色苍白，不管她曾经如何受人尊崇，现在却只是一个手无缚鸡之力的弱女子。 安密紧握着刀柄，两眼几乎要喷出火来，但在这样的情势下，他也只能眼睁睁看着二人一步步走到了南方的人群边。 “让开。”水夷垤说话的声音不大，但却带着一种令人难以违抗的威慑力。 安密闭上眼睛，无奈地挥了挥手，族人闪出了一条道路。水夷垤押着雅库玛出了包围圈，又往山林方向走了二十多米，这才把弯刀撤下了：“你回去吧。” 雅库玛稳住情绪，正视着对方的眼睛说道：“水夷垤，你今天的所作作为已经彻底背叛了种族，你将永世得不到宽恕。” 水夷垤苦笑了一下，忽然手起刀落，将自己左手食指齐齐切了下来，顿时鲜血飞溅。 雅库玛惊呼一声：“你……你这是干什么？” 水夷垤强忍住剧痛，看着自己的族人们大声说道：“水夷垤以下犯上，罪行深重，万死难赎。但我今天还不能死，等我完成大事后，必然会回来请罪。我先留下一根手指，如果食言，请大祭司对我施行血瓶的诅咒！” 说完这些，他大步向着南方的群山奔去，片刻后，便已消失在了黑暗的丛林中。