The wronged female supporting role made a comeback with a divine reply

Chapter 253: The Legend of the Witch Tribe

The high priest did not live in a house, but in a cave beside the Qizhi River.

Bai Zhaozhao, his two nephews and the clan leader came to the cave together.

The reason was that the high priest said directly in front of everyone: "They really arrested the wrong people. They didn't kill anyone to steal the treasure."

All the members of the Wu Clan believed this one sentence alone. Not only did they release Xie Xingmeng, they also apologized to Bai Zhaozhao and the others.

Xie Xingmeng looked at them in disbelief: "Call your high priest out soon!"

Everyone was silent, and the patriarch glared at him.

The high priest smiled and said, "Please come to my house and have a seat."

The patriarch seemed surprised, but did not object.

So several people sat around a stone table, and the high priest ordered tea to be served.

Xie Xingmeng couldn't hold back her anger and asked first, "Old lady, why did you conclude at first glance that I wasn't the guy who stole the treasure?"

The high priest smiled bitterly: "Because I have opened my third eye, you have a golden glow of merit and virtue, and you haven't committed any murders in recent days, so it's not you."

Bai Zhaozhao was shocked. This high priest was actually a master!

He Anyu and Xie Xingmeng obviously accepted this explanation. After all, their master was also a master.

The high priest looked at Bai Zhaozhao and said, "Girl, I have never seen you before, but the golden light of merit on your body is strong and powerful, so you must have done good things that benefited the people, and you must be a person of great fortune!"

He Anyu said without hesitation: "Of course, the Bai family's medicine for injuries from my nephew's family will definitely benefit all people!"

As he said this, He Anyu gave Xie Xingmeng another look.

Xie Xingmeng understood immediately and agreed, "That's right, my disciple is very blessed, and the three of us are birds of a feather... Ugh, we are united and trustworthy, so can you tell us about your witch clan?"

Bai Zhaozhao also took the opportunity to ask, "Yes, High Priest! What is the treasure of your witch tribe? Maybe we can help you find it?"

The corner of the Wu clan leader's mouth twitched: Didn't you say that you have nothing to do with each other?

The high priest looked at Bai Zhaozhao with a smile in his eyes. How could a mere medicine for wounds have so much merit?

But she knew what these people meant: "So if you help us find the treasure, what do you want to get from our witch tribe?"

The three of them looked at each other, feeling slightly embarrassed. They had originally wanted to help first and then ask for something, but now...

The Wu Clan leader's expression froze: "So you are actually coveting our Wu Clan just like Xie Shaocai?"

Bai Zhaozhao immediately said righteously: "Hey! Chief, you can't say that! You have to pay when you go out to buy things, right?

If we can help, we will, but are you willing to take advantage of us for free? Definitely not!

As the saying goes, don't use favors to solve problems that can be solved with money. Let's just pay for the goods and no one owes anyone anything. Isn't that good?"

The Wu clan leader was stunned for a moment, and seemed to think that what Bai Zhaozhao said made sense: "So you want money?"

He Anyu and Xie Xingmeng hurriedly shook their heads. Bai Zhaozhao coughed twice and said, "It's like this. We met Miss Ayu. I had agreed with her that I wanted to meet the high priest. Because I'm a doctor, I'm very interested in things like Tingyan grass."

"Tingyan grass?" The Wu clan leader seemed surprised. "No one has mentioned it for several years. You should just give up. Tingyan grass is already extinct!"

Bai Zhaozhao said nothing, just stared at the high priest.

The high priest was thoughtful for a moment, and after a moment she asked, "Miss Bai, do you want the Tingyan grass to save people?"

Bai Zhaozhao looked at He Anyu, who nodded and said, "To be honest, it was for me."

The high priest seemed a little surprised. She looked at He Anyu carefully and shook her head: "I am old, and I can't see how you are different from ordinary people."

He Anyu didn't care. No one could tell when he wasn't having an attack.

Finally, the high priest said to Bai Zhaozhao: "It is true that the Tingyan grass is gone, but I still have some of its seeds here. I have not been able to cultivate them to survive in the past few years, but if it were you, you might be able to succeed, so I'll give them to you!"

Bai Zhaozhao and the other two were very surprised. They didn't expect it to be so easy to get it.

Then, the high priest winked at the chief of the witch tribe, and the chief slowly began to talk about their treasures.

This has to start with the formation of the Wu tribe.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a big monster that wreaked havoc everywhere. It sucked the blood of humans in villages everywhere. The people were very frightened, so they found a Taoist priest to get rid of the monster.

This Taoist priest had some skills. He fought for three days and three nights, but unfortunately he was still swallowed by the monster.

However, the Taoist priest had a master. When his master learned of his death, they were very angry and decided to go out in full force to eliminate the monster.

So with everyone working together, they tied down the big monster in this valley.

However, just when everyone wanted to kill it completely, the big monster spoke, and called them senior and junior brothers!

Then everyone was shocked to find that the Taoist priest who had been swallowed by the monster had actually taken over the monster's body!

It's really fate's trick, both ridiculous and sad!

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, the big demon took the initiative to suggest that he be suppressed in this valley forever. If he could concentrate on practicing, he would be reborn. If not, he would commit suicide.

The master agreed to his request, put him in a bell, and buried him under the valley.

This bell is the most precious magic weapon of their sect. It comes in a pair, and only the other bell can unlock the seal.

In order to give this fellow disciple a chance to see the light of day again, the master found some villagers who were deeply displaced by the war and gave them the unsealed bell, saying that if one day the sky was full of rosy clouds, they could activate the bell, otherwise they must not act rashly.

In return, they would set up a miasma barrier in the valley to protect their reproduction from generation to generation and keep them away from war.

In addition, there were many wild beasts in the valley at that time, so the master specially planted Tingyan grass beside the Qizhi River, saying that it could protect the villagers from attacks by wild beasts.

In this way, the witch clan came into being.

Each generation of high priests inherited a secret skill from their master, which is the Sky Eye, which can better protect the tribe, seek benefits and avoid harm, and distinguish between loyalty and treachery.

Therefore, Tingyan grass is their sacred object, the bell is their treasure, and the high priest is their soul figure.

Now, the bell has been stolen by Xie Shaocai.

Xie Xingmeng sighed after listening to it: "The story is quite interesting, but it feels weird. The Taoist priest knows the art of possessing a dead body, so can't he possess a dead person again? And why did the people from the sect go to so much trouble to find the villagers to hide from the world? Can't they bring the monster back to their own territory and seal it? Wouldn't it be better to have the treasure in their own hands?"

He Anyu glared at him and said, "It's just a story. It has been passed down for so many years. There must be some misunderstandings."

The high priest ignored the complaints of her fellow apprentice. She asked Bai Zhaozhao, "Girl, what do you think?"