"The sacrifice to the Lord God is just a legend. The statue is covered with vines and you can't even see its shape." Han Yu muttered loudly in the front.
"I heard from the people in the palace that they send people to clear it every year, but it grows back after a few days. In fact, there is no statue at all, it's just the vine monster causing trouble."
"If it weren't for the scenery in the valley, who would come here to worship..." Han Yu shook his head with disdain on his face.
"Besides, he's already dead. What's the point of worshipping him? He won't help me fulfill my wish..."
"Xiao Yu, you must not be rude to the Lord God." Han Qinmo said in a deep voice.
"The Lord God is real, and the sacred tree is also real." Rong Yuanyou couldn't help but retort.
“His deeds are also true…”
He had heard all of this from his little sister's heart, and his little sister was the child of the Lord God.
“Even if He died as a sacrifice, He could still protect us…”
During the severe drought in Jiangyang City, he saw a sacred tree that could block out the sky and the sun.
And during the Ghost Festival, He protects us all.
But his second brother and father told him not to tell anyone.
Rong Yuanyou bit his lower lip: Hold it in, don’t say it out.
"Third sister, even if He cannot fulfill wishes, He is worthy of people's worship." The fifth prince couldn't help but interrupt.
"I once saw a record of gods in the palace library."
"It says that the Lord God of Chaoyang lost his soul to save the human world. His statue cannot receive incense, so it is noticeably dimmer than the other four gods."
"One day, if He returns, His statue will open its eyes and look down upon all living beings."
The fifth prince preferred novels about gods and strange things, and he had read almost all of these books in the palace library.
"I think you've been reading storybooks and have gone mad..." Han Yu muttered secretly, "If the statue could open its eyes, I could uproot a weeping willow tree!"
A stone statue can open its eyes? Who are you kidding!
Rong Chaoxi had no intention of verifying with them whether it was real or fake, so he looked up into the distance.
Through the crowd and through the tall and dense woods, you can vaguely see butterflies dancing among the flowers under the rays of light and shadow.
"No...that's not the place where He offered sacrifice..." Rong Chaoxi muttered to himself.
The closer he got to the valley, the more numb Rong Chaoxi felt.
She tugged at her collar; it was still a little hot.
Han Qinmo saw that Chaoxi looked unhappy and was about to ask...
Suddenly, there was a noise coming from the front.
"Your Highness... Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Stop immediately..." someone shouted anxiously.
Hearing the excitement, Rong Chaoxi's headache and fever disappeared instantly.
"Xiao San, let's go and take a look, go and take a look..."
Someone called out "Your Highness", that was the eldest prince Han Qinyu.
The guards cleared the way and several people squeezed to the front.
There is a ditch beside the road leading to the valley.
At this moment, the eldest prince was rolling around happily inside, oblivious to the people around him.
Like a child, he was laughing 'cooing'.
The originally crescent-white robe had turned dark brown, and only the eyes on the fair face remained clean.
The look in his eyes is clean and clear, as if he is ignorant of the world.
Han Qinmo, the third princess and the fifth prince all had eyes as big as copper bells.
Shocked.
What is their handsome, gentle and refined eldest brother doing?
Rolling in the mud is a game only children would play!
"Hurry up and pull up the prince!" a eunuch shouted anxiously.
Several guards jumped into the puddle to help the eldest prince, but he thought they were playmates and happily splashed mud and water on them.
Han Qinmo came to his senses at this time and asked his guards to go down and rescue the person.
After a while of struggling, four or five guards were turned into mud figures before they stopped the eldest prince.
After the eldest prince was helped out of the mud pit, he was suddenly stunned, as if he had come back to his soul, and his eyes changed instantly.
Looking at himself covered in dirt and the teasing expressions of the people around him, his face suddenly became as cold as ice.
Oh no, his face is covered in mud and his expression cannot be seen.
But from his eyes, one could see two parts of surprise, three parts of horror, three parts of anger and four parts of disgust.
"Go... go back to the mansion..." The eldest prince was a mysophobe and his whole body was trembling at this moment.
As he left, he glanced at Rong Chaoxi who was laughing very loudly.
"Is this the eldest prince?" Only after he left did someone dare to chirp.
"The eldest prince is eighteen this year, right? Why is he still playing in the mud like a child?"
"He's like a completely different person just now. Could he be possessed by an evil spirit?"
"Hahahaha... He's so shameless, rolling in the mud like a pig..." Rong Chaoxi laughed at him without any hesitation.
【This is karma, for making you do bad things! 】
"Chaoxi, stop laughing." Han Qinmo felt helpless as he looked at the little guy who was laughing non-stop.
No matter what, he is still his brother.
This is not good.
There were so many pilgrims that the crowd was tight, and those in the rear who were unaware of the situation were urging them forward.
This little episode passed quickly.
After passing through the forest, Rong Chaoxi looked up and saw a stone statue nearly ten feet tall on a cliff several dozen feet high. It was covered with layers of vines as thick as forearms, and a human figure was vaguely visible.
Because it was a worship day, someone was clearing the vines from it.
The people knelt at the feet of the statue.
Rong Chaoxi looked up and said, "Wow, it's so high..."
"The sculptor must have been very pious to be able to carve him." Han Qinmo said as he looked at the face of the statue that was slowly revealed.
Everyone looked up at the stone statue.
At this moment, the last vine covering the eyes was cut down.
A stone statue that had been covered in dust for thousands of years appeared before my eyes.
The stone statue was covered with a layer of black ash, and only its face was carefully wiped.
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