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Chapter 103 Eight Cave Village (Thirty)
Droktada was stunned. She didn't realize the meaning of Ji Duan's words at first. She reacted for a long time, and then she thought about it, "Are you saying that my grandma is hiding something from me?"
The natural cognition was broken, and she couldn't believe the possibility behind it, "Impossible, how could grandma lie to me, besides, Brother Anian has a special identity, no matter how he is, he is also a person from Badong Village. Parents... what else is there to hide?"
"I don't know about that, but it's indeed the truth." Ji Duan felt his hands and feet go numb, he took two steps back, and leaned against the wooden wall side by side with Wen Liang.
"Even if He Nian didn't have biological parents when he was young, he is still a human being born according to the laws of nature. He can't just jump out of the cracks in the rocks? This is very strange, whether it is your grandma and the villagers of Badong, or All the acquaintances outside the village who knew him had the same attitude towards He Nian's parents."
"Is he dead? Or his whereabouts are unknown. According to the usual situation, when everyone avoids talking about something or someone, there must be something tricky behind it." Ji Duan looked at the unresponsive Little girl, he took a deep breath, but still said the following words, "As the oldest shaman in the village, your grandma probably knows something inside."
Droktada didn't speak for a while, her mind should be in chaos at this time, just as Ji Duan guessed, her grandmother never mentioned the existence of He Nian's parents to her, even if He Nian lived with them When frequenting this nameless mountain, Grandma's attitude was also different from other people in the village.
"Let him go, don't care what other people say." Grandma once said this to her, and she thought it was a pity for He Nian's life experience at the time, but now thinking about it, it seems like a different kind of compromise.
Ji Duan saw Droktada's mouth slowly deflate, and for some reason he suddenly thought of Zhang Chi, who was always chasing after his butt with a face full of excitement. , and then put all your thoughts on your face.
Looking at the "female version of Zhang Chi", Ji Duan frowned a little helplessly. The people he can communicate with so far are limited to Xie Jin. Under the current situation, he can't say anything more.
"What I'm talking about is just a personal guess. You still need to ask your grandmother what the facts are like." Looking back and forth at the face that was about to cry, Ji Duan had no choice but to turn to Wen Liang for help. Signal, "Old Wen, there will be a way to find He Nian, right?"
"First of all, we need to get through the contacts in Badong Village." Wen Liang scratched his face, feeling a little apprehensive, "We are not familiar with the place here, so even if we want to find it, we can't find it, but He Nian should still be in the village. Are you going to take us out?"
As for the general whereabouts of He Nian, Wen Liang had a good idea in his heart, but he didn't know what they did alone after the little guy left.
"I want to ask you something else about the sacrifice." Wen Liang took out his mobile phone and showed Droktada the photos he had taken in Zhao's study. "Do you know about the sacrifice of the Holy Child?"
Droktada didn't seem to use her phone very often, and the act of zooming in on the picture looked particularly unfamiliar. With Wen Liang's help, she read the handwritten fonts, and then her face became confused.
"what is this?"
"These are some documents we photographed at Zhao's house. We also want to know what the so-called holy boy has to do with shaman sacrifices." Wen Liang double-clicked the screen with one finger. After the picture was zoomed out, he showed Droktada it was torn up. The shredded page, "There's nothing behind, someone doesn't want us to know too much."
Looking at the shredded paper that could no longer be described as rotten, Droktada was even more confused, "No, only black pigs are used in shaman sacrifices, and Nuo is that."
She pointed to the pigskin on the wall not far away, with a strange look on her face, "Only black-haired boars are invited in authentic sacrificial ceremonies, so what the hell is that holy boy?"
"Could this be a fake document fabricated by the Zhao family?" Wen Liang carefully read the so-called sacrificial saint child again. It was well-founded, but it seemed to be half-truth and half-false.
Droktada shook her head, and her emotions were relieved by this strange doubt, "I don't know, anyway, I followed my grandma for so many years, I could only watch it when I was a child, and now I can help, I have never heard of any holy child sacrifice. "
"Ah, one more thing." She wrung her fingers as before, and her tone became hesitant, "You also heard that this year's sacrificial ceremony was brought forward, which has not happened in the past years. It can be changed if it is said to be changed, this time it is completely unprecedented, and the reason for the advance is also very strange.”
"What is it?"
The three of them asked questions at the same time, Droktada looked at them for a long time, and whispered back, "It's the families in the village who worship the immortal family. They said that when foreigners entered the village, they were afraid that they would anger the true shaman, so they held sacrifices in advance. ceremony."
"Oh, just use us as an excuse." Wen Liang thought it was funny, he would have suspected that those guys enshrining the Xian family were actually puppets who were possessed. Promise of.
Droktada didn't answer, and she wasn't going to defend anything. She knew the fact that Badong Village was xenophobic. It was because of this that she was more eager than usual to find He Nian, who had disappeared.
"You..." She just spoke when the old lady called from upstairs, Droktada pursed his lips and speeded up his speech, "Most of the saint-child sacrifices you just said were false news to confuse people, try to talk to the villagers as much as possible before the sacrifices begin. Let's have a good relationship, Brother Anian, I can only ask you guys."
"You have to take care of grandma, so it's not convenient to go out." Xie Jin bit his lower lip, and after much deliberation, he still mentioned Li Yougui's existence, "Don't worry, Li Yougui from the Li family has some friendship with us, and may provide some advice in this regard. help."
"Li Yougui?" The somewhat thief-like face appeared in Droktada's mind, and he couldn't help but raise his brows, "How could he have friendship with you."
"It's a long story, maybe it has the same purpose as us." Ji Duan picked up the conversation, and he patted some dust on his T-shirt, "Although I don't know the specific reason, Li Yougui should be a person who really wants to get rid of it." People from Badong Village."
Droktada wanted to ask further questions, but the old lady's voice came from the darkroom upstairs again, so she had to give up, "Okay, then I won't give it to you, you can take this."
She took a silver bracelet with a bell from her wrist, looked at the three of them, and finally put the silver bracelet into Xie Jin's hand, "Come to me anytime if you make any progress, shake this bracelet outside the courtyard, and I will avoid it." Let grandma come out to see you."
Putting the silver bracelet on Xie Jin himself, Droktada seemed worried and solemnly instructed, "Don't lose it. This is the bracelet that my grandma gave me when I adopted it. I hope you can take good care of it."
"Okay, thank you Droktada." Xie Jin looked at the back of the girl running upstairs, and suddenly felt that the silver bracelet on his wrist became extremely heavy.
The patterns carved on the silver bracelet are very delicate, among the auspicious cloud patterns is an eagle flying high.
"This should be Haidongqing." Wen Liang leaned over to take a look, and immediately recognized the eagle carved on it, "Haidongqing, the god of eagles, is the symbol of the highest totem of the Manchu people."
With a slight movement of his arm, the silver bell rang immediately. This very feminine silver bracelet was worn on Xie Jin's wrist without any violation. He touched the lines on the bracelet with his other hand, and then said: "Let's go, let's go out."
Walking out of the small and primitive courtyard, Xie Jin glanced back again before leaving. He didn't expect that Droktada was standing behind the highest window, waving his arms at them.
"She actually gave us such an important bracelet. I don't know if she is innocent or stupid." Wen Liang glanced at the silver bracelet on Xie Jin's hand, and secretly appraised it in his heart. It can be sold for a good price.”
It was just teasing casually, but unexpectedly the two people beside him immediately looked up at him, Wen Liang wrinkled his nose and shouted at him, "Why? This look again."
Holding his chest pretending to be hurt in his heart, Wen Liang pouts his mouth to defend, "I just said it casually, and you listen to it, no matter how much I love money, I won't resell other girls' bracelets. This is called selling stolen goods. He was taken away and eaten in prison."
"It's good if you know." Ji Duan rushed him through Byakugan, and after confirming that Wen Liang didn't have such a crooked mind, he asked, "So where are we going now? Are we going back to Li's old house, where most of the luggage is stored, Besides, we have nowhere else to go."
"Contact Li Yougui first, and see what's going on with him." Wen Liang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number that had been stored in the address book. After several busy beeps, the other party quickly connected the phone.
"What's the matter with you? Zhao Dong took you to see the shaman directly?" Li Yougui on the other end of the phone was obviously not well-informed, and Wen Liang didn't care about his interrogation-like tone, and told the general story.
Li Yougui was silent for a long time, like a computer that didn't respond in a timely manner, the words were a bit stuck when it came to his mouth, and it took nearly half a minute for him to respond.
"I didn't expect that Zhao Dong would take you to see the shaman. If this is the case, then it is necessary to change the strategy." There was a sound of scratching hair on the other side of the phone, it seemed that Li Yougui was almost masochistic Pulling his hair to vent.
"We are still here where the shaman lives." Wen Liang looked back, and the tall wooden building was almost invisible, "Do you want to meet with me, and discuss what to do next."
There was another silence on Li Yougui's side, it was still daytime, if he just met them like this, he might be caught by Zhao Dong's eyeliner.
He seemed to be hesitating to make a choice, and Wen Liang didn't rush, holding up his phone and waiting for Li Yougui's answer.
"Okay, go to my ancestral house." Li Yougui lowered his voice and said quickly, "It's 4:30, and I'll go find you at 6:00."
Droktada: Big Liar! Stop hitting on my bracelet! ! !