Mu Qianjiu coughed twice, lowered her voice and asked in a low voice, "Master, when did you become a god?"
Liu Muchen shook his head.
But for some reason, Liu Muchen felt slightly uncomfortable when he saw the portrait in his hand. That feeling could not be expressed in words.
"The painting is not bad." Mu Qianjiu glanced at the man in the portrait, and suddenly her imagination opened up. She asked mysteriously, "Master, you don't have a lover outside, right? Take a look at this painting.
It was drawn by a girl as a token of love?"
"Nonsense!" Liu Muchen glanced at Mu Qianjiu angrily.
He has never met a strange woman before, let alone have any friendship!!
What's more, he already has it in his heart...
In short, it is nonsense to talk about a good relationship!
"Okay, okay, Master, I'm just talking casually, don't take it so seriously!" Mu Qianjiu smiled playfully, but her heart was still filled with curiosity.
She swore on her own character that the portrait was definitely made by a girl, and the delicate brushwork was not something that a grown-up could have done.
Liu Muchen rolled up the portrait and looked at the old woman again, "Where did you get this portrait?"
The old woman looked at Liu Muchen excitedly, "This portrait has been passed down from generation to generation in our tribe. Our tribe has been guarding the portrait for a hundred thousand years!"
Mu Qianjiu's expression suddenly froze.
One hundred thousand years ago....
"Then it can't be me." Liu Muchen rolled up the portrait and wanted to return it to the old woman, "Maybe I just have some similarities with the person in the portrait..."
The old woman shook her head repeatedly, "No, you are our god!"
"Senior, can we talk in another place?" Mu Qianjiu always felt that she seemed to have grasped something important, but this matter was involved for too long.
She still had many doubts in her heart, and she still needed the old woman to answer them.
"I'm being rude!" The old woman stood up and said, "Please come in."
The Gemu and Green siblings also wanted to follow, but were kicked out by the old woman.
"Sister, who are those two guys? Are they really our gods?" Green couldn't believe it. The gods they worshiped disappeared a hundred thousand years ago!
Although this guy is good-looking, his delicate appearance is like that of a big girl. How could he be the god they worship!?
"Don't talk nonsense!" Gemu took a deep breath, and then glanced into the room behind him.
Although she didn't think that person was a god, she hoped that he really was. If the god of the tribe didn't appear again, their tribe would really disappear completely...
In the stone house, the old woman respectfully served Liu Muchen tea and water.
"I can do it myself."
"No!" The old woman refused in fear, "Lord God, it is my honor to be able to serve you!"
Liu Muchen, "..."
"Senior, can you answer a few questions for me?" Mu Qianjiu couldn't suppress her doubts and asked straight to the point.
The old woman did not answer, but looked at Liu Muchen.
"Can I say it?"
Seeing Liu Muchen's agreement, the old woman nodded, and then looked at Mu Qianjiu, "You want to know about the bronze coffin, right?"
"Senior, have you seen him?"
"The bronze coffin is at the bottom of the cliff!" The old woman stood up and walked aside, took out a classic and placed it in front of Mu Qianjiu.
"Senior, what is this?!"
"This is what the patriarchs of the past generations left behind. There are many things in it, all about the bronze coffin!" The old woman sighed softly, "If you want to know, just see for yourself!"
Mu Qianjiu hurriedly looked through it, and sure enough, she saw records about the bronze coffin.
It says that what is locked in the bronze coffin is the legendary evil spirit. Anyone who touches the bronze coffin will be in trouble!
But no one knows when this bronze coffin appeared here.
What is recorded above is also the fate of some tribesmen who got close to the bronze coffin. These people, like those mythical beasts, were all drained of their essence and blood!
"Then who gave this portrait to your ancestors?"
The old woman shook her head, "It has been too long. Our tribe's mission is to protect this portrait and wait for the return of the god."
"God..." Mu Qianjiu wanted to tell the old woman that there would be no gods in this world.
Liu Muchen looked at the person in the portrait, raised his palm and touched it.
"Master, are you okay?" Mu Qianjiu asked with concern when she saw Liu Muchen's expression was wrong.
Liu Muchen came to his senses and said, "It's okay for me to be a master."
"real?"
Liu Muchen smiled faintly and nodded lightly.
"Okay." Mu Qianjiu breathed out and turned to look at the old woman, "Senior, we want to find the bronze coffin. Can you tell us how to find it?"
"this..."
Seeing the old woman's hesitation, Liu Muchen said, "Excuse me."
Seeing Liu Muchen speak, the old woman nodded helplessly, "I can ask that Gemu girl to take you there, but it's very dangerous there..."
Seeing the old woman relenting, Mu Qianjiu was overjoyed and hurriedly promised, "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely protect your granddaughter!"
"Hmm.." The old woman nodded.
Now that she is old, she no longer has the ability to take Liu Muchen and the others to that place. Now her granddaughter Gemu is the only one who knows where the bronze coffin is!
Soon Gemu was called to the stone house. When he learned that he was going to the bottom of the cliff, Gemu trembled slightly and said, "Grandma, do you really want to go?"
"The gods will protect you!" The old woman used the tribe's oldest method to put a red mark on Gemu's forehead.
This red seal can prevent Gemu from being approached by dirty things.
Gemu's body trembled slightly, because she knew that this thing was useless, otherwise their tribe would not be in the situation it is today!
"Go, grandma is waiting for you to come back!" The old woman touched Gemu's head and smiled kindly.
After leaving the stone house, the old, weak, sick and the tribal women who were guarding outside knelt before Liu Muchen again.
"Master, they seem to really regard you as a god." Mu Qianjiu said from the side.
Liu Muchen did not answer, but looked at the portrait in his hand. For some reason, he felt as if he had seen this portrait before.
And the person who painted this painting is very important to him, very important!
He didn't know exactly where this feeling came from, but he just had this feeling, but the time of this painting was too long ago, and he was not born yet...
Are these just coincidences, or...
Master Shu hid in Mu Qianjiu's hair, then poked his head out, "Boss, can I..."
"No, hold it in!"
Lord Mouse, "...."
Just as Gemu and Mu Qianjiu were leaving the tribe, a dark shadow flashed across the woods.
"Green, come out!"
The woods were quiet for a few seconds before Greene pulled his head and walked out of it, "Sister, I, I want to go with you too!"
