"you……"
Lan Tiao took a few steps back. It didn't really matter to him who was alive, but the figure in the miasma was truly unexpected...
On the left half is the high priest, and on the right half is Zhuge Chengxi.
The two people's face shapes are obviously different, but when their halves are put together, there is a strange harmony...
Moreover, Zhuge Chengxi was originally taller, but now that half of their bodies were put together, their heights became the same, except that the expressions on the left and right faces were different.
The high priest on the left has a calm face and compassionate and gentle eyes;
Zhuge Chengxi on the right had a frown on his face and his eyes were filled with anger.
Lan Tiao didn't know what to say for a moment.
It was the high priest who spoke first. He said in a low, hoarse voice, "From now on, you will take my place and become the new high priest."
Lan Tiao said, "I have just joined the Compassion Tribe and I am afraid I am not qualified for this position."
The high priest sighed helplessly, "For some reason, the gods didn't respond to us today, and the blood on the statue has been fading faster and faster lately. This is a bad omen. Furthermore, Zhuge Chengxi is attacking right now. If I hadn't mastered a divine technique in this critical moment, I wouldn't have been able to subdue him... This may be the doom of our Compassion Clan. Now that you're the only one left in the clan, I have no choice but to appoint you as the high priest."
Zhuge Chengxi laughed sarcastically. "So-called gods don't exist at all. Otherwise, why can't gods protect even their own believers? Are there such weak gods in this world? Weak people are not worthy of becoming gods!"
"Shut up!"
The high priest's expression instantly grew ferocious. He shouted, "Zhuge Chengxi, you mere mortal, what do you understand? Lan Tiao, don't listen to him. The gods are sacred and powerful. In their eyes, we are like humble ants. If an ant devoutly worships you, you might give them a little food, but would you always watch over them and protect them?"
Lan Tiao shook her head and thought to herself that she would never protect ants.
The high priest continued, "We believers are humble ants. We need the gods, but the gods don't need us. What happened today should be a test from the gods, a test of whether we will continue to maintain our devout faith and loyalty in the face of life and death crises..."
Lan Tiao nodded seriously: "You are right."
Whatever you say is right.
At this time, Zhuge Chengxi said, unwilling to be lonely, "Lan Tiao, don't listen to his nonsense. I have now merged with Ye Zhongli and share our memories. I know how to break free from the control of the spirit and remove the mark on my forehead!"
Lan Tiao was slightly stunned. Who is Ye Zhongli?
Oh, I see. It should be the name of the high priest.
The mark between the eyebrows can actually be eliminated?
That's a tempting offer...
But for some reason, whenever Lan Tiao saw the statue not far away, her heart was filled with reluctance, and she was reluctant to erase the tear marks bestowed by the gods.
Ye Zhongli said, "Lan Tiao, don't listen to his nonsense. Only believers who have committed serious mistakes will have the divine seal on their foreheads removed!"
Zhuge Chengxi shouted, "Lan Tiao, listen to me! If you can ruthlessly cut out the tear-marked piece of flesh between your eyebrows, you will no longer be a member of the Compassion Tribe! You can escape the miasma and return to the Living City!"
Ye Zhongli was furious. "That's not miasma, it's spiritual mist bestowed by the gods. Zhuge Chengxi, you bastard! If you dare to interfere with my priests again, I will eat you!"
"Come on, come and eat me, who's afraid of who?"
The two people were arguing fiercely.
Lan Tiao was overwhelmed by what she heard.
After yelling hundreds of meaningless insults at each other, the two finally quieted down.
Ye Zhongli said tiredly, "Lan Tiao, do you know where I live? There are four rooms in my yard. The master bedroom in the middle is where I sleep. If you crawl under the bed, you can find a secret passage. Follow the secret passage and you will see a very small room. There is a bookshelf in the room with many books on it. One of them is the 'Compassion Family Tree'. It records the name of each member of the tribe, the time they joined our tribe, and their time of death. Remember to go back and fill in everyone's time of death. From now on, you will be the high priest. There are many books on the shelf, such as 'Sacrificial Dance', 'Blessing Prayer', etc. Go back and study them carefully. In time, I believe you will become an outstanding high priest."
Zhuge Chengxi felt dry in the mouth, so he raised his hand and used his spiritual power to create a stream of water that flowed out of his mouth.
Because he and Ye Zhongli shared the same nose and mouth, and Ye Zhongli was talking, he choked on the water and started coughing.
Zhuge Chengxi complained: "Are you stupid? You can't even drink water."
Ye Zhongli said, "Shut up... By the way, Lan Tiao, the flame that Zhuge Chengxi wields is called the [Burning Heart Flame], one of the [Heart Tribulation Flames]. The characteristic of the Burning Heart Flame is that it only kills those whose hands are stained with blood but whose hearts are free of guilt. All the tribesmen who participated in the sacrifice felt no guilt towards the sacrifice... No wonder you were the only one who survived. You just joined our tribe and haven't caught a sacrifice yourself yet. You luckily escaped..."
Speaking of this, Ye Zhongli sighed deeply, because many people joined the Compassion Clan on the same day as Lan Tiao, but all of them died...
Lan Tiao said, "High Priest, I have a question for you. What would happen if the statue's feet turned from blood red to white and I didn't offer a sacrifice in time?"
Ye Zhongli was unwilling to answer this question. He said with a straight face, "So you have to go out and capture the sacrifice now, just in case."
Zhuge Chengxi said, "I know this. If the statue doesn't receive flesh and blood sacrifices for a long time, the surrounding miasma will become thinner. This mountain is hidden by the miasma. When the miasma becomes thin enough, the mountain will be revealed to the world, the statue will gradually lose its spiritual power, and the miasma in the entire Ciguang Swamp area will gradually dissipate."
The high priest said, "Lan Tiao, don't forget that you are a member of my clan. If you don't inhale the spiritual mist, you will die!"
Zhuge Chengxi said: "So wipe away the tears from your forehead as soon as possible!"
As they were talking, the two started arguing again. Since they shared the same mouth, they had to take turns speaking, which was particularly frustrating. However, the two of them continued to argue. During this time, Zhuge Chengxi drank some water again. As they were arguing... the half of Zhuge Chengxi's body gradually transformed into the appearance of Ye Zhongli.
"High Priest, you've turned back?" Lan Tiao was shocked.
Ye Zhongli looked down at his hands, but there was no joy on his face. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's only temporary. The two of us have become one. We can coexist at the same time, just like you just saw. We can also appear separately... Because Zhuge Chengxi is sleepy and wants to sleep, he temporarily gave control of his body to me. If he wakes up, we can resume our coexistence. Or I can go to rest and give him my body."
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