But I touched left and right. The place where I had been lying just now was a little higher than the ground, and there was a blanket on it! This seemed to be specially prepared for me because I was afraid that I would catch a cold on the ice. If I was burying myself for burial, I would never set up a bed in the tomb!

I decided to explore the not-so-large space here, and this touch surprised me. This place was like a small Arctic hotel. There was a small jar next to the bed with water inside. My throat was so dry that it was almost burning. I didn't care about what kind of water it was. I picked it up and took a few sips - it didn't taste anything, it seemed to be just mineral water prepared for me.

I felt from my physical state that I had been sleeping here for a long time.

I didn't dare to delay any more, so I tried to test it to the side, where there were items like books and a soft cloth bag!

The bag was very bulging and soft, and it was tied into the mouth with a thin rope.

I fumbled and unbuttoned the buckle. When the cloth bag was loose, a small milky white light ball suddenly floated out!

My hands were trembling in shock, and the opening of the cloth bag was completely opened. About ten small light balls rushed out, floating in this small space, illuminating my blind eyes.

These things... are the kind of microspores that gather near the altar!

I suddenly became very good. Isn’t this quite romantic? Under the deep sea of ​​the Arctic, a small hotel made of ice and snow, dressed up and accompanied by cute "marine fireflies". I can probably live here forever?

As soon as this thought came up, I suddenly felt a very bad feeling. Except for wizards, who would live in such a place?

Preparation period for human sacrifice!

I remember the weirdo once told me that human sacrifices are not something that needs to be pregnant immediately after being sent. They need to follow the wizard for a period of time to prepare and accept the brainwashing of Lulu becoming stupid!

Could it be that I am staying here, like a fake dead person in an ice cave, is a spare item that I always prepare for being selected?

I can't lie on the blanket and play with the flying spores. Gao Xiaoya is still alive and dead. The weird guy, Mr. Dong, and others don't know where I went. I don't want to grow up in such a lonely environment!

I continued to rummage around the room with the soft light emitted by the spores. There was also a cane carved with a round lump. A small spore fell on it to help me illuminate it in a human way. It didn't matter when I saw it, and I was so scared that my heart skipped a beat.

That round lump looks like a human head!

I hurriedly threw the cane aside. I just held the head in my hand and tried to wave it twice. What a disgusting design...

However, I have read the book that human head patterns, especially human heads with hair crowns, symbolize the meaning of the sun god.

I picked up the cane and observed it carefully and found that its carving was not very detailed, but the human head had a big ear. I tried it with the hemp rope that I pulled down. It really could pass through the small ear piercing that was hard to detect. The human head on the cane could also have two long snake earrings hanging on it.

I was dressed like this, holding a cane carved with gods, and suddenly I felt very immersed in the play. I am now the high priest who calls the wind and rain!

There were spores that only liked human heads and stayed on it. I simply took the book I found in the corner and looked through it with my cane as a light source. I felt that I was becoming more and more sarcastic. Could it be that I could learn to cast spells after reading this book?

The book is actually made of iron sheets, and there are no words on it. Instead, it uses exquisite knife skills to carve hollow patterns on each page of iron sheets. This is better. If it is full of words, then I can't understand the language of the Ari tribe at all!

After turning a few pages, I found that even if I used pictures, I couldn't understand it... I felt that the book conveyed all the gloomy and terrifying messages. I almost smelled the smell of death on the black iron sheets.

There are sharp weapons on this tree, thorny flowers and plants, strange bundles of ropes tied with buckles, animals with burrs and belly-breaking animals, and people who are lying on the stern.

Unlike the Ari tribe wizards, these people's hair is very neatly combed. They all have the same posture in dozens of pages of iron sheets. My intuition tells me that they are all dead!

Immediately afterwards, this book is like a martial arts secret book, depicting many strange characters' movements. Each move is very rigorous and coherent, and it is more like dancing than practicing martial arts.

I remembered the weird guy's back, if he wanted to dance in front of the dead, wouldn't it be similar to the dance god we went to the funeral? It's just that this is a set of normative actions.

In general, this is a textbook of wizards and witches, which are full of sacrifice methods and funeral rituals. Some strange rows of text like seals appear on the last two pages. It seems that they are the so-called spells!

I was already locked in such a dark igloo alone, and I was even more chilling when I saw this book. The content on it made people look like I touched death! I put it together and didn't dare to touch it anymore. Could it be that the Ari wizards used these things full of dark power to brainwash people?

Since the beginning, this world has been inseparable from religion. Primitive humans were like animals at the beginning and could not distinguish between life and death. Until we know blood and we understand that after being seriously injured, people will appear in a different state from sleep, which is called death. At this time, human wisdom is higher than ordinary animals. We understand what life is. When we have the ritual of burying the dead, the initial religion begins with the dead.

I think we have always thought the Ari tribe too simple. Their work is not just to build this deep-sea iceberg and serve the prince to have children. Otherwise, what would you do to learn the etiquette of burying for a lifetime?

But in the depths of this rarely visited Arctic, how many dead people need these funeral rituals? There are almost no outsiders, and the wizards all pretend to die, so...

Could it be that those tedious etiquettes of dead people were prepared for the Eastern Prince?

The Ice Prince and Ermao once told you about the huge concept and system of "Tree of the World". Under the second tree roots extending toward Jotunheim, there is a giant tomb.

However, along the way, let alone giants, we have never seen the remains of a cat and a dog.

I was wondering whether the so-called tomb was not without, but we have not encountered it yet. Everything is really like the "elephant tomb" I am like, in a place above us that has not yet arrived, the Dongwang Cemetery that returned from Yu Yuan. The reason why these wizards learned the etiquette of funeral was to serve their deaths?

I fiddled with the pages again. In the images in the middle and back part, the hair of the dead people with neat hair was combed up and tied into a tall bun on their heads. On the back page, he was put on a hair crown again.

Now, this person is very close to the image on the human head cane.

They may really be the Eastern Prince!

I feel very uncomfortable. If I am trapped here, either waiting to have a baby or learning how to bury a dead person, then even if this life ends here, I know I should not die, but my purpose is to fly away with my companions and run to a more fun place!

I kicked Tie Shu aside from a distance, and hit the ice wall with a "ding" sound.

The spores in the air suddenly flew towards the same direction as if they were ordered. I turned my head and saw that the outline they reflected scared me to shivering again-

When did you stand there?

He took a step forward and I saw that although his skin was wrinkled, it was not as good as a skeleton.

"That... I won't say you, look at me and gesture!" I stood up in a hurry and danced to express the complex meaning of my small size and never giving birth to a child for many years.

"Haha, I know."

A slightly familiar voice came from his mouth. I was stunned for a while. When I realized it, I was so scared that my hair exploded on my scalp!

Mom, this sound belongs to a person who has long been dead. He is the pedestal of the Bohai Fleet and is the worm friend who gave me the sword!

"You...you..."

I was so shocked that I retreated continuously until I leaned against the ice wall without a way out. I stuttered and didn't know how to face this completely unimaginable encounter: "You are resurrected!?"

"I'm not dead."

The spores flew over to illuminate his youthful face, which was taken away by the blue bird mask. He was also wearing the clothes of the wizard. His mental state was OK, but he was a little thinner than his appearance that he almost withered to death in the City of Quiet.

I stared at the old officer who was born several years earlier than me. I recalled that the failure of the Penglai rebels began with his aging and suicide. He did not drink Qilin blood at that time but put on a mask and was sucked away for a year of his life, and asked Brother Mouse to keep a whole body.

He jumped off the third-floor terrace and sank into Zishui. We left the underground passage before we could pick up his body. We cannot be sure whether this person died or not!

"How did you appear in the North Pole?" I moved a few steps to the side with caution. My impression of him became very bad, and I tried my best to keep a distance from him.

"Ha, where are you?" he asked without answering.
Chapter completed!