Chapter 808 The Witch’s Relic

Bonia is a short and petite girl, completely different from the "Miko of Fire" that Hao Ren had previously imagined. She wore a dark red cloth robe that was too large, and her long brown hair was braided behind her back, with colorful silk threads woven into her hair as decoration. The little girl timidly hid behind the adults, observing the actions of Vivian and Hao Ren with her big shining eyes. She didn't dare to salute Vivian until Geisel called her out: This looks like She doesn't look like a high-ranking "saint" character at all.

"Boniya was just elected as a saint last year," the elder of the Fire Tribe, a middle-aged man who was as strong as a warrior, explained with embarrassment. "The last saint died suddenly of illness. Bonia Ya didn't even have time to finish learning the knowledge about spells and rituals before she took up the post in a hurry. However, her belief in gods and her natural ability as a saint are no problem, and she will definitely be a good guide for you."

Vivian looked at the timid little girl curiously, who blinked and looked at her cautiously, and said in a small voice: "Goddess, praise...praise you, your arrival has made the earth... The earth is terrified..."

It almost felt like I was about to cry.

"Take us to the place where the witch is buried," Vivian said directly, not letting the little girl get any more nervous. "Others don't need to follow."

No one expressed any objection to Vivian's arrangement. Geisel and the Fire Tribe warriors retreated together. When Hao Ren heard them leaving, they had already begun to talk about the arrival of the goddess and how Geisel instantly disappeared from the sky. The Wind Tribe arrived at this place. Bonia was left alone. She glanced at Vivian carefully, raised her finger and pointed at the roots of the giant tree: "There, very far away, you have to enter the Pillar of Eternity."

The giant tree of Tianzhu is so huge that a root can be called a mountain range, and a small hole in the trunk can be called a tunnel. The Fire Tribe lives at the foot of this giant tree, but their scope of activities is not as large as that of a group of people. How large is the territory of ants nesting in tree roots. The "temple" Bonia refers to is the tribal sacred place located in the center of the giant Tianzhu tree. So how far is it from the nearest tree root to the center of the trunk?

More than ten kilometers.

The miraculous plant created by the eldest son is so magnificent and amazing.

Hao Ren took Bonia with him and drove directly to the holy land.

This giant Tianzhu tree is similar to the one the group passed through at the beginning. It is also hollow. After entering through a triangular crack at the root of the trunk, you will see a huge dim space. But the difference is that as the base of the Fire Tribe, there are many traces of human activities. Some lights can be seen in the open space inside the giant tree, and there is a wide and repaired avenue leading from the crack in the trunk to the center. At the end of this road, Hao Ren saw what Bonia called a "temple". Different from other temples he had seen, the building in front of him was much simpler than expected. It was just a building made of wood and stones. The tall building, somewhat imitating the Pyramid of Dorasil, cannot be said to be gorgeous, or even majestic.

Of course, even so, it is still much better than the tribal yurt outside.

"The witch and the saint from four hundred years ago are buried behind the temple." Bonia seemed to feel a lot more at ease after arriving here. She took the initiative to give Vivian directions a little boldly, "It's very quiet here, only those doing festivals." Only then will the soldiers come here.”

At this time, Lily was raising her head to look at the chaotic darkness above, which undoubtedly led to the surface crust of the purgatory planet: "By the way, if you build a house here... you won't be hit by things falling from above. Are you there?"

Bonia was stunned and whispered: "Occasionally... something will fall."

Lily was startled: "Isn't that dangerous?!"

Bonia kept a blank expression, as if she had never thought about this problem at all: "Goddess bless me, so it's no problem."

Lily felt incredible: "What if I get hit? Or even get hit to death?"

"Then...it's still the blessing of the goddess. If you are smashed to death, you should be able to be with the goddess," Bonia said blankly, then quickly raised her head and glanced at Vivian, "right?"

Vivian looked at the darkness above her head and felt guilty, let alone bless others, but faced with Bonia's stubborn question, she could only nod her head: "I will bless you, I will bless you." Yes - but I still suggest that you don’t do activities inside the tree trunk in the future. You can go outside for ceremonies. This pillar leads to the surface. If something falls, it won’t be just a matter of smashing it."

Bonia didn't know if she understood or not, she just shook her head up and down in a daze, and then led a group of people to see the witch's grave.

Behind the "temple" is a large open space surrounded by round stones. There are many stone bags piled with gravel neatly arranged in the open space. The stone packages themselves are no different, but there is a rough stone pillar standing on the top of the stone package. On the pillar, simple information such as the name of the tomb owner is written with hieroglyphic-like symbols. The witch who came from the earth, had explored the depths of the Purgatory Star, and had extraordinary life experiences was sleeping in this cemetery. Her stone bag was mixed with other people's, and there was nothing special about it.

Bernia pointed to the witch's grave. There was only a simple sentence on the text pillar above: Witch, friend, stranger, you sleep here, may your soul return to your hometown in your sleep.

"This is it." Bonia said, bending slightly in front of the stone bag, and using a complicated and strange gesture to perform a simple prayer and comfort.

Vivian looked at the graves around her curiously: "Are all the saints of the Fire Tribe buried here?"

Bonia shook her head up and down: "Yes."

"Do you allow a foreigner - and possibly a 'cursed' foreigner - to be buried together with the saints?" Hesiana took over, "You don't have any taboos in this regard?"

"This was specially allowed by the saint back then. It is said that the saint and the witch were very good friends, and together they cured the original black spot plague," Bonia said, suddenly looking at Weiwei nervously. An glanced at him and said, "Isn't this... okay?"

Vivian immediately waved her hand: "Oh no, it's okay. This is good."

"Besides this grave, what else did the witch leave behind?" Hao Ren was not satisfied with the fact that there was only one grave in front of him. "Relics, messages, or other legends will do. You won't keep all her things together." Is it buried?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Lily subconsciously, thinking that if the witch's relics had already been buried, he would have to let Lily throw away the grave. Anyway, she was the best at digging holes. Lily suddenly became excited when she noticed Hao Ren's eyes. She shrunk her paws and hid behind Nangong Wuyue: "Landlord, don't look at me! Digging a hole is different from digging a grave!"

Fortunately, the things left by the witch were not buried with her. Just as Hao Ren expected, people who accidentally end up in this situation will find ways to spread their stories to compatriots who may visit this place again - the witch She left many things behind and asked her indigenous friends to preserve them properly.

Bernia led a group of people into the temple (actually a larger stone house) and found some severely discolored parchment rolls, engraved stone slabs, and miscellaneous items from an ancient stone box. A lot of things: "This is what the witch left behind."

Hao Ren felt like he had found a treasure, these were the things he wanted. Vivian also eagerly inspected the relics. She saw scrolls and pieces of paper made of black goatskin, as well as ritual knives carved from obsidian, glass bottles that once held potions, some fragments of cloth, and a pair of Old, special gloves that witches often wear when making potion soup. These things undoubtedly come from the earth. She even found a coin from eight centuries ago in the pile of old objects. This small piece of rusted metal that was almost invisible made her stunned for a long time: "...ten thousand years, a whole ten thousand years Yes, I picked up money for the first time..."

Hao Ren slapped the coin out of Vivian's hand and said, "Don't make trouble, you didn't pick this up, this is someone else's relic."

"It's almost the same idea," Vivian curled her lips, "I used to dig other people's graves and never found any money."

"Ahem," Hao Ren quickly coughed and dropped the subject, "Let's take a look at what's written on these parchments."