Chapter 203 All Mortals Will Die 25
"Wait a moment." Mo Zhixian made a gesture.
He walked around the back of the stone tablet, made a gesture with his hands and slammed the ground. Jiang Yuelu heard a child scream "Ouch!"
A moment later, a child with a dark face was carried out by Mo Zhixian.
“This child…”
Jiang Yuelu looked at the child's face carefully.
His face was pale and his limbs were stiff, he didn't look like a living person.
"This is a spiritual child." Mo Zhixian's eyes lit up.
"I've only read about it in some ancient books. The wizards of the past were barbaric and wild, without many orthodox ideas. They would respectfully sacrifice the dead children of their families on the altar, and use some strange magic to transform them into living dead who could speak and move."
"Such spirit children are very convenient to do things. And they are very loyal to their families."
Jiang Yuelu asked: "So this is the Jiang family's spiritual child?"
"That should be the case. Otherwise, what is he doing in this cemetery?"
Thinking that this child was younger than his sister, but had been alone in this quiet garden of the dead for hundreds of years, Jiang Yuelu couldn't help but remain silent.
The spirit boy was smart and immediately felt that Jiang Yuelu was a good person. He struggled in Mo Zhixian's hands, and after breaking free, he hugged Jiang Yuelu's thighs tightly.
Mo Zhixian: "What a wild child."
The spirit boy bared his teeth at him.
But suddenly he smelled something, and he hugged Jiang Yuelu's legs and sniffed it carefully, with a look of confusion on his face.
Mo Zhixian noticed this change and felt that Jiang Yuelu had a close relationship with the Jiang family, but he did not say it out loud and instead looked at the spiritual boy.
Of the two of them, Jiang Yuelu is a half-baked wizard, so he has to rely on himself.
Mo Zhixian guided the spirit boy to slowly understand, so that he would know that he and Jiang Yuelu had no ill will, but just accidentally broke into this cemetery.
The spirit boy didn't say a word and stared at him fiercely.
But when he looked up and saw Jiang Yuelu's face, he was slightly startled, then changed his mind and said hoarsely: "Are you very interested in the Jiang family's affairs?"
He had been hiding behind the stone tablet and heard the two men reading the past events recorded on the inscription.
"No one who wants to know about the Jiang family is a good person!"
His voice was extremely rough, as if he had been tortured before his death.
These words were spoken with great hatred.
"If you don't want to talk, forget it." Jiang Yuelu didn't want to force him, "We won't arrest you, just go back to where you came from."
"Don't worry that we will destroy this place. You have been hiding for so long, you should know that we have no ill intentions."
"Who knows if you will lie to me! Outsiders are all liars!"
The evil boy was extremely vicious, but Jiang Yuelu smiled at him. When he saw the face that looked very similar to the second in command smiling, his eyes became dry before he could say anything.
People who have been dead for a long time have lost even the chance to shed tears.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"
Mo Zhixian interrupted, "His last name is Jiang."
The child was stunned. Jiang Yuelu couldn't bear it. She turned around and glared at Mo Zhixian, "Don't mislead him. I'm not... I'm not sure whether I am or not."
He had previously sworn that he was not, but now he has changed his tune.
The stone statue and the inscription must have shocked him greatly, Mo Zhixian thought.
That's a good thing too.
"It doesn't matter whether you are from our clan or not. You came here, maybe you are the destined person..." The child thought for a while, then said: "I can tell you what happened later."
His gaze slowly swept across the ancient monument, and a hint of pain appeared in his eyes.
He seemed to remember the person who erected the monument here.
Those people had long since disappeared in the long river of time, without even their souls left. The people who had laughed and accompanied him at the time, later never even appeared in his dreams.
"They all thought that the key to the Ghost Gate was in the hands of our family master, but in fact, it was not a key, but a formation blueprint."
"Many years ago, the wizards of our Jiang family exhausted all their efforts to suppress ghosts. The Lord God sent this formation map that is closely related to the Ghost Gate to the head of the family at that time. On the one hand, he felt that the Jiang family was capable of taking on the task, and on the other hand, he wanted to reward people based on their merits. The formation map was the most precious gift."
"The ancestor at that time kowtowed to thank the gods for the gift and kept it properly. In the next hundred years, not a single ghost or even a soul escaped from the gate of hell."
"My Jiang family has been loyal for generations, and we have never forgotten the oath we made before the Lord God. But who knows..."
"Such a secret treasure brought disaster to the Jiang family a hundred years later..."
The first bird to stick its head out gets shot, and the treasure is in your hand.
Those wizard families in the Central Plains appeared respectful and humble on the surface, but were actually planning a dishonorable crusade.
Among these people, a few are coveting the formation map, but most of them are weak fence-sitters.
Some of them were offended by the boss of the Jiang family, and they added fuel to the fire and came to settle the score.
Others were forced to come here unwillingly and just went with the flow in a daze.
In short, a punitive army with complex composition and ulterior motives was quickly formed. They conspired together and used lies to lure the Jiang family into the Death Valley in an attempt to capture them all in one fell swoop.
"They told the boss that there were ghosts wreaking havoc in the valley and they needed to be suppressed immediately. What kind of character is our boss? He is the most upright person in the world!"
"How could he turn a blind eye to hearing that someone was being tortured by a ghost? But he didn't know that once he left, he would never have the chance to come back..."
"He was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows, and died with blood all over the ground... After his death, not even a complete body was left. Those people were afraid that Big Brother would come back to life, so they let the birds in the valley eat his body, put the remaining residue in an iron can, and suppressed it with the most sinister secret method, so that he could never be resurrected..."
"It's a pity that my boss went out with the best sword, thinking of slaying demons and monsters, but he didn't know...there was no ghost in the valley at all."
The evil boy's eyes turned red.
"No--!"
"That valley is full of ghosts, and those people... they are scarier than ghosts!"
"They killed the head of the family at that time, and then wiped out the roots. Later, they sent people to kill the clan god worshipped by the Jiang family!"
Mo Zhixian gasped, "What did you say? They killed the tribe god?"
He had been listening quietly. He had heard many similar disputes among wizard families, so he was not particularly shocked. He just felt sorry for the Jiang family.
Until I heard him say that the Jiang family's clan god was killed.
"Each family has its own clan god. These clan gods are said to be the millions of incarnations of the supreme god. They have different responsibilities."
For example, the Mo family is Wu Le, the Leng family is Luo Yin, and the Tong family is Wu Yi Zhi Shu.
The relationship between the tribal god and the family is mutually dependent and complementary.
The more prosperous the family is, the more believers there are, and the more sincere they are, the stronger the power of the clan god will be. Conversely, the more oracles the clan god issues, the more the family can seek benefits and avoid harm, and expand its territory more quickly.
Weak clan gods cannot protect their own clans, and they will soon disappear in the long river of history. There is a saying among wizards that these disappeared clan gods are actually reborn in other clans, so strong clans will become stronger and weak clans will not last long.
It's like some kind of survival of the fittest.
The premise of this statement is that the supreme divine power is always eternal and unchanging. When a weak clone disappears, it will be replenished by other clones.
No matter what, the clan god has a huge influence on a family. Once the clan god dies, the family is ruined. So when Mo Zhixian heard that they killed the clan god of the Jiang family, he was very shocked.
"How could they do this... Isn't this pushing the Jiang family to a dead end?"
The evil boy said, "That's what they think!"
After the punitive team killed the head of the Jiang family, they were in a state of panic all day long, believing that the Jiang family must be completely destroyed, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
They did this on the one hand because they were afraid that the Jiang family would make a comeback in the future, and on the other hand, they were still thinking about the missing formation diagram.
They didn't find the formation diagram from the body of the Jiang family's eldest brother.
If it is not kept on the owner of the house, where would it be?
They set their sights on the Jiang family's altar.
But this time, the crusade was not so easy.
The second in command of the Jiang family was no pushover either. Upon hearing that his eldest brother had been brutally murdered by them, he sat there all night, suppressing his anger.
The eldest brother is gone, and the Jiang family needs him right now, so they can't let things get out of hand. He also wants to avenge his eldest brother and bring back those who harmed him one by one.
Therefore, the concerns of the punitive team are justified.
As long as the three brothers of the Jiang family are alive, they will never have peace.
Unfortunately, although the second son of the Jiang family was a brilliant man, the clan god was dead, and even he could not save the situation. But if he gave in like this, he would no longer be himself.
As the punitive army approached the city, the temporary head of the family closed the door, sat quietly all night, and made a decision.
He decided to create a god.
When Jiang Yuelu heard this, she was shocked.
“Creating gods… How did the Jiang family create gods?” He himself didn’t know, and his voice trembled a little.
The evil boy said, "When the Second Master was young, he read about the creation of gods in a forbidden book. He was severely beaten by the then head of the family for studying this forbidden technique. The Second Master has always been concerned about this secret technique, but the First Master hates this unorthodox witchcraft and has always taught him to return to the right path."
"After a while, the second in command got fed up."
I just studied it secretly and didn't want to be discovered by my brother again.
Later, his elder brother succeeded as the head of the family, and the Jiang family moved to the Central Plains. Things became complicated, and he gradually forgot about it. It was not until his elder brother was killed, the clan god was killed, and the Jiang family was at the end of its rope that he remembered this method again.
“But creating a god is not that easy.” The evil boy’s eyes darkened.
God is a force that exists together with heaven and earth.
How can it be created?
This kind of act against heaven is equivalent to evil magic and is strictly prohibited by orthodoxy.
However, it was not banned completely. Otherwise, the second son of the Jiang family would not have seen the banned book.
This evil magic sounds absurd and difficult to perform. The old masters all thought that even if someone saw it, they would not dare to try it rashly. Because once the creation of a god begins, it cannot be stopped, and it will cost half of the family and a hundred years of descendants. Who would do this? The wizard is not a madman.
However, they never expected that such a madman would appear in the Jiang family.
With the army in front, he played the empty city plan. By the time his troops attacked the Jiang family altar, the place was already deserted.
A large number of Jiang family members and believers were transferred back to their hometown. It was still the same deep mountain, and the laughter of the three brothers playing there remained, but things had changed and everything had changed. Only this mountain remained quietly in its original place.
This mountain is where the Jiang family has always guarded.
They have grown up here for generations.
Thousands of tribesmen wept and had silent conversations with their ancestors. They pierced their own hearts, and blood flowed into the valley along the spell, and then circled the mountain along the stream, as if the mountain had grown blood vessels, and the skeletons of the dead became the flesh and bones of the mountain. Rumble, rumble, 49 hours passed.
The mountain suddenly opened its eyes.
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