Luo Jiutian began to wander around the room anxiously again, looking down at the motionless Zhang Boyin from time to time. Of course, he was mainly looking at Panlongchi held in his hand.
"I suddenly thought of something." The Taoist priest looked at Luo Jiutian.
"Yeah." Luo Jiutian replied patiently.
As of just now, Taoist Master had "suddenly" thought of several things. With so many things stuffed into his head at the same time, Luo Jiutian already felt that in the next second, either the truth would emerge or his brain would collapse.
The Taoist priest raised his index finger and said, "The big altar."
Luo Jiutian nodded while thinking, "That girl said something about the big altar. I remember that you seemed to have said before that the villagers called the crematorium Fire Lotus, right? So what should we call it? Fire Lotus.
?The crematorium? Or the high altar?"
"The Great Altar," the Taoist priest affirmed, "that was its original name."
"Um...that's right."
"But the question is," the Taoist priest finally said what he wanted to say, "is it used for sacrifice?"
This question...
Luo Jiutian opened his mouth and was about to answer, but suddenly realized that he couldn't answer.
Not the immortal prophet, nor the fire lotus.
"Do the people in the village have any special beliefs?" Luo Jiutian asked.
"what you think?"
Luo Jiutian leaned against the window frame and thought seriously, "I think there is."
"Why?"
"I can't say for sure...but I think since they believe in the so-called prophet so much, they can't be atheists, right? Looking at it this way...eh? That's..."
Luo Jiutian stood by the window with his hands in his pockets, his upper body leaning out of the window frame, and he was staring at something intently.
"What's wrong?"
"This is..." Luo Jiutian pointed at the thing, turned around and said, "It seems to be a gecko."
"Gecko?" The Taoist priest's eyebrows only tangled for a second, "Ah, gecko!"
The Taoist priest stood up and walked to Luo Jiutian.
Under the pine tree outside the wooden house, a small gecko was crawling around nimbly, turning its head to glance in the direction of the wooden house from time to time.
Luo Jiutian noticed the Taoist Priest's eyes, "Taoist Priest, do you know that gecko?"
"Have you forgotten?" the Taoist priest said, "We picked up a gecko when we were at the foot of the mountain, and it was brought back by the Son of Light."
"Oh, yes, eh? Is this this one? Why do I remember that gecko must be as big as a palm..."
"Yeah?"
At this moment, the rustling of branches and leaves came from the depths of the distant woods.
Everyone ran hard behind the little gecko that was climbing with all its strength.
Baomu tried running with Qin Yin on his back, but in this way, his speed was not as fast as the lame Qin Yin running by himself, so they could only reluctantly drag the lame Qin Yin and the weak Xiao Lan, trying their best to
Followed closely by the green gecko walking among the green grass blades.
Xiaolan's lips turned white. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up around her.
"here……"
"What's going on here?" Mr. Shen, who was supporting her, looked around cautiously.
"Why do I feel familiar?"
"Ah? No way?" Qin Yin shouted, "Are we going back?"
"Probably not," the idiot's voice came from the front, "Everyone, please hurry up."
"You can't get up quickly, idiot brother." Baomu's legs and feet were also a little weak, "Why don't you chase after you in front, and we will watch your figure run away."
"Brother Baomu, do you smell anything?" Xiaolan asked.
"No," Baomu sniffed, "we are still the only ones around here."
"I seem to have been here," Xiaolan insisted, "No, I really have been here!"
Her eyes focused on a strange-shaped banyan tree. The banyan tree was thick and tall, and its leaves were gently swinging in the sun.
Xiaolan pulled Shen Fu and stumbled towards the banyan tree.
"I've seen it!"
Although the last time I saw this tree, it was not so tall. At that time, it might just be a young tree.
"What's wrong?" The fool asked loudly when he saw the people behind him stopped.
Xiaolan reached out and touched the damp trunk of the tree, stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance.
Mr. Shen blinked and looked into the distance with her.
Xiaolan jumped up and down.
I am too short.
"How about you sit on my shoulders and watch?" Shen Fu asked.
Xiaolan looked away and looked at the thin Mr. Shen, "Is that okay?"
"We should be able to hold on to the tree," Mr. Shen squatted down and motioned for Xiaolan to step up, "Are you very light?"
"I'm not heavy."
"Then come up." Mr. Shen pointed to his back with his bare forearm.
"Thank you... thank you..."
As soon as Mr. Shen lifted up with Xiao Lan on his back, his expression changed. Xiao Lan pretended not to see it and only stretched his neck to look around.
"Hmm... Huh... Hey..." Mr. Shen straightened up with difficulty.
Xiaolan couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm... Phew... it's okay," Mr. Shen's face had turned the color of pig liver, and his feet began to tremble, "You're not heavy at all."
Huh? Why do you feel like there is no silver in this place?
"I'm not that heavy..."
"It's okay, it's really okay. Just look for it quickly." Mr. Shen finally leaned against the tree trunk and found a relatively effortless position. "What are you looking for?"
"I was looking for a building...ah! I found it!"
Separated by a large tree branch, the dark brown cabin finally appeared at the end of her field of vision.
Xiaolan was so excited that she almost jumped on top of Mr. Shen's head. Mr. Shen also lost his center of gravity. When Baomu and Fool ran over, they happened to see the two of them whimpering and falling to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Qin Yin and Bao Mu supported each other, "The little gecko is almost lost, catch up quickly!"
"Sister Xiaoyin, I saw the wooden house!" Xiaolan helped Shen Fu up and shouted, "It's Huolian's wooden house!"
"The cabin? Near here?"
"It's right in front!" Xiaolan shouted, "That's the direction the gecko is heading!"
"So the gecko is taking us to that wooden house?" the fool asked.
"It must be," Xiaolan started running, "That should be the place Huolian loves the most. After all, that's where she kept the prophet's body."
Everyone gathered together and ran in the direction Xiao Lan pointed. Sure enough, after a while, they found the little gecko again.
"Sure enough!" Xiaolan said excitedly.
"It seems that this little gecko is really reliable," Qin Yin said with a smile, "The Son of Light holds it well."
Hearing the Son of Light being praised, Baomu involuntarily straightened his back.
They followed the gecko all the way, tirelessly, running faster and faster.
After bypassing the last few pine trees, the small wooden house was in the open space ahead, waiting for them quietly.