"Old Luo Guo didn't lie to you; he said it's all true."
In addition, if any child or adult in the village suffers from a headache or fever, they can sincerely kowtow and pray to the general on the mountaintop with offerings, and they will recover without medicine the next day.
At the beginning of this year, Tiaozi's wife had a difficult childbirth. She was bleeding so much that she was about to die. Tiaozi's mother took offerings to the mountain to pray, and the bleeding stopped immediately.
He's still alive and kicking!
All villagers can serve as witnesses.
Is there really such a miraculous thing in the world? If there are strange rocks, what's the point of having a hospital?
Mu Xia, who never believed in gods or ghosts, became very interested in the strange rocks on the mountaintop.
Ruan Xianxian's expression suddenly darkened, and she grabbed the old man by the collar, "What was the offering that saved the woman in difficult childbirth?"
The old man seemed frightened by her, clutching his collar with both hands, unable to speak for a long time.
A slap landed on his face, and the old man turned his head to the side. He turned back to question her, only to meet Ruan Xianxian's bloodshot eyes. "Speak!"
That slap nearly knocked out half his teeth, and he finally realized that the woman in front of him wasn't some reasonable, people-first, upright soldier; she was a veritable female demon...
The old man dared not hide it any longer and told the truth with trembling hands, "The sacrificial offering, the sacrificial offering is the baby girl born to Tiaozi's wife."
As soon as Ruan Xianxian let go, the old man squatted down on his buttocks; a bone fracture was the least of his worries.
A series of gasps of cold air rose from the surrounding area.
The soldiers puffed out their cheeks and clenched their teeth. If it weren't for the reason and discipline ingrained in their bones, they would have really wanted to kill these beasts who used living people, even babies, as sacrifices.
Some young and sentimental soldiers quietly teared up.
They also have newborn children in their family!
That bond of blood ties is something that cannot be severed when returning home for a visit, especially when parting ways.
How could they bear to sacrifice their own bloodline and a young life?
Suddenly, a large foot, a size 45 military boot, shot out from the side and kicked the old man hard in the abdomen. He slid a meter, and his already broken coccyx was further damaged.
"Beautiful!" The soldier's eyes lit up.
Feng Bai withdrew his foot with a gloomy face.
Ruan Xianxian sighed, knowing it was him without even looking. Her nephew hadn't inherited a single one of his uncle's good genes; he was not only stubborn but also impulsive and easily angered...
Otherwise, he wouldn't have accidentally killed someone in his past life.
Meeting Ruan Xianxian's helpless gaze, as if looking at a brat, Feng Bai was taken aback, his thin lips pressed together, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."
I will voluntarily apply for disciplinary action upon returning to the team.
"A 50,000-word self-criticism," Ruan Xianxian said.
During the mission, 507 has the authority to mobilize troops. In other words, at this moment, her power is higher than Feng Bai's, and she can punish him.
A 50,000-word self-criticism caused Feng Bai's lips to twitch.
It's not even worth going back to receive a verbal demerit, which can be offset by future merits.
She really knows how to use her position to settle personal scores!
He licked his back teeth and clicked his tongue, but Feng Bai didn't say anything in the end.
Ruan Xianxian walked up to Old Li, who was bowing his head, and asked, "What exactly is on the mountaintop?"
Just then, a series of angry roars came from overhead.
Old Li lit his pipe, glanced at her, and said, "You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"
Indeed, Ruan Xianxian had some guesses in her mind, but those guesses were too far-fetched, so she spoke very softly.
"Is that the general the little fox was talking about?"
Did he possess a strange rock after his death and cause trouble?
If that's true, then how is it different from immortality in another sense?
Seeing the shrewd look in her eyes, which were filled with fear, Old Li could roughly guess what she was thinking, so he gave her a sharp rap on the forehead.
Ruan Xianxian covered her forehead with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes, "It hurts!"
"That's what I meant by pain!" Old Li wanted to deliver another blow, but the guy nimbly dodged it. "A newcomer can lack ability, but he can't lack common sense."
He took a puff of his pipe and looked up at the mountaintop. "That thing is a stone used to suppress the princess's spirit, which later became a significant force."
"What's the meaning?"
"To suppress the wronged soul, we need to use what she feared most in life. I estimate that there were two groups of sorcerers when this tomb was built, one group belonged to the emperor and the other to the general."
They used items imbued with the general's aura to create the illusion that he was personally guarding the area.
To be honest, the witchcraft of that time was quite sophisticated, far superior to that of the current degenerate age.
"It's almost all set up. Would you like to go up and take a look?"
"Yes." Ruan Xianxian replied without hesitation.
As the three passed by the old man whose hands were tied and who was being held captive, one of them spat a mouthful of phlegm onto Old Li's trouser leg, and the hunchback looked at him with resentment.
"You will definitely suffer retribution if you blow up the stone statue of your ancestor who is possessed by him."
Old Li glanced at the phlegm stuck to his trouser leg, not caring at all. "I don't know when I'll get my retribution, but yours will be coming soon."
Abandonment, intentional injury resulting in death—the crimes are too numerous to recount, enough to warrant you and the villagers involved being imprisoned for life.
“Wait a minute, they call those rocks ‘ancestors,’ surely they don’t think they’re descendants of a general?” Ruan Xianxian, walking beside Old Li, raised her eyebrows.
The hunchback beamed with pride, “I am a descendant of the invincible general, as evidenced by our family genealogy. In the Yan Kingdom, a hundred of your heads wouldn’t be enough for our ancestor to chop off.”
"No, with such an ungrateful, shameless ancestor who deserved a terrible death, what are you so proud of?"
The three words deeply aggravated the hunchback, and he struggled desperately, trying to tear apart Ruan Xianxian's foul mouth that had uttered such wicked words.
After realizing that struggling was futile, he started swearing venomously.
Honestly, I wasn't this excited when I found out the strange rock was going to be blown up.
What's worse than denying you as a person is denying your ancestors!
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