Walking on the road of the dark road, Si Lengyue was a little absent-minded, so that some ghosts with eyes that wanted to make trouble and kept her, but was scared away by Qin Liuxi's look.

"If you are alone in the dark, you will fall into this and cannot get out of it." Qin Liuxi said speechlessly: "Don't think too much about it. Let's investigate again."

Si Lengyue said apologize and said, "The main reason is that this trash comes too suddenly. If it is true, then our Si family may have been looking for the wrong direction in order to break this blood curse for a hundred years."

Qin Liuxi nodded in agreement: "But from another good perspective, if there is a new direction, you may find the true source of the blood curse. It is easier to resolve the curse. This curse may not be broken in your generation."

Si Lengyue was a little happy, carefully held her hand and said, "Xixi, you are really my nobleman, no, my nobleman of the Si family."

If I hadn't known her, I wouldn't have heard such news, and I would have hoped to resolve the curse.

The prophecy of the saint Si Qing in the clan is correct. In the end, someone can resolve the mantra in our clan. She has the lotus of karma fire.

Si Lengyue thought about this, and her cold face melted like ice and snow, adding a little warmth.

...

The Si family's clan location also has some meaning. It is located at the junction of Qingzhou and Ningzhou, a mountain called Yinloufeng. There is a village called Wuzhai at the foot of the mountain. This village lives with loyal servants of the Si family for a hundred years. Among them, the patriarch of the Wuzhai is also the saint boy who was next to Saint Si Qing back then, and now there are ninety-seven.

When Qin Liuxi and the others arrived, it was about to dawn, but someone had already been waiting for the entrance of Wuzhai Village. When he saw Si Lengyue, he knelt down.

"Wu Sang pays homage to the head of the family."

Yes, the head of the family, even though Si Lengyue is only sixteen years old now, she is also the only descendant of the Si family, the head of the family.

"Get up." Si Lengyue raised her hand and turned slightly to introduce Qin Liuxi: "This is Master Buqiu from Qingping Temple in Licheng."

Wu Sang looked up at Qin Liuxi, suppressed the excitement in his eyes, and bowed: "I have seen Master Buqiu."

"No gift."

Si Lengyue said to Qin Liuxi: "This is Wu Li, the fifth-generation grandson of the patriarch in the village. The personal maid named A Tu is his sister." After she said that, she looked at Wu Sang and asked, "Dad, are you here?"

"Mr. Tu Langjun has been here for two days." Wu Sang said respectfully: "Grandpa Zeng originally wanted to come to welcome you and the master in person, but he was a little unhappy these two days. I don't know when you will be there, so I can only send me to the entrance of the village. It is better to go to the village to wash and rest first."

Wu Sang was not surprised by the appearance of the two of them empty-handed and cleansed their feet. It was obvious that they had known that Si Lengyue would invite extremely powerful figures to solve the curse for the Si family.

Furthermore, since he was a loyal servant of the Si family, he naturally knew that some people in the world had different abilities and ordinary mortals. After all, the Si family was originally a witch clan with great means.

Wu Sang led the way in front and led the two to the village.

At this time, the sky was already light and there was someone walking around in the village. Wu Sang called the head of the family and came, and the person knelt on the side and called the head of the family.

Qin Liuxi said to Si Lengyue softly, "Your style is very good."

Just looking at it this way, the people in this village respect and loyal to Si Lengyueji, and do not look down on or have other thoughts just because she is a family.

Of course, this is just a glimpse of the corner. Is this the case for everyone? I still keep my opinion.

More and more people came out to kneel down to Si Lengyue.

Si Lengyue seemed to have become accustomed to it and entered the most ancient and luxurious house in the Wuzhai without looking sideways.

Although the sky was not completely bright, it did not hinder Qin Liuxi's vision at all. She could see the carved beams, painted buildings and murals on the building clearly. The buildings and pillars in the target were carved with witch characters similar to oracle bone scripts, and it seemed that a woman was waving her sleeves and dancing.

Si Lengyue noticed her gaze and said, "This is the totem of our White Witch Clan, which is simplified into the word "Witch". All the houses in this village have such totems, which are considered auspicious patterns and beliefs."

"I saw it."

Although they have not learned witch power for fifty years without the blood of the Si family, these loyal servants still regard the witch clan as faith and redemption after a hundred years.

It is also this belief that supports the precarious Si family bloodline. Once the faith is cut off, the witch power in this bloodline will be cut off, and the Si family witch clan will eventually be destroyed in the torrent of history.

"Yue'er." Si Tu ran out and saw his baby daughter's eyes turned red, and he said, "Why did you come? I thought something happened to you on the road."

Si Lengyue said helplessly: "I didn't say that Xixi will take me on an unusual path and will definitely arrive."

Si Tu wiped the corner of his eyes, looked at Qin Liuxi, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and said, "Xixi, I'm calling you like Yue'er, you must help us Yue'er untie this damn blood curse."

"I'll do my best." Although Qin Liuxi was arrogant, he never said anything to death.

Si Tu wanted to say something else, but Si Lengyue said, "Dad, we have to wash and have to eat breakfast."

"Oh, come here, come and serve the head of the family."

The servant who had already knelt on the side had climbed up from the ground, surrounded him, and took the two to the clean room.

After Qin Liuxi washed up, he saw that Si Lengyue had not yet recovered, so he sat cross-legged and walked for a small Zhoutian. After a while, Si Lengyue was notified to wait for her to have breakfast.

At that time, the sky was already bright.

After the two had breakfast, they barely put down their chopsticks, and the servant said that the clan leader had come to pay homage.

Si Lengyue did not ask for help and walked out to greet her. This old patriarch can be said to be the only person who has witnessed the ups and downs of the Si family for a hundred years.

He was also a little saint boy next to the saint Si Qing. He protected the Si family all his life and guarded every head of the family.

And Si Lengyue may be the last one he guarded because he is old enough.

He was covered in silver silk and was thin. He was still supported by the two of them while leaning on a cane carved with witch totem. His hand was also trembling. But when he saw Si Lengyue, he was happy and excited. His old eyes burst out with light, and he was about to kneel down tremblingly.

"Old patriarch, don't ruin me." Si Lengyue stepped forward two steps, held Wu Zang's hand, and refused to let him kneel.

The old patriarch grabbed her hand with one hand and said, "My little master, the courtesy must not be abandoned."

"Since I recognize me as the master, I have to listen to my words. If I don't let me kneel, I won't let me kneel." Si Lengyue pretended to be a proposition.

The old patriarch smiled with a mercy in his eyes. He turned to see Qin Liuxi, paused slightly, and stepped forward and asked excitedly: "Is this the noble man who is the little master talking about with the fire pattern on the lotus?"
Chapter completed!