Chapter 736 Cold First
The figure sneered, "Peace? Since three thousand years ago, this curse has come, and there will never be peace on this land again!"
It turns out that three thousand years ago, this place was once a prosperous vassal state, and the man in front of us was the vassal at that time. When he was in power, he worked hard and loved the people, and the country prospered. But the good times did not last long. In order to gain higher power and more wealth, one of his trusted ministers secretly colluded with foreign enemies and planned a conspiracy.
During a grand sacrificial ceremony, the minister secretly tampered with the sacrificial spell, turning the original ceremony of praying for peace and prosperity into an evil curse. After the curse took effect, the country fell into disaster, plague was rampant, and the people were living in misery. And the prince was betrayed by his confidants overnight and died in his own palace. After his death, his soul was imprisoned under the City God Temple, unable to reincarnate, and his heart was full of resentment.
As time passed, the events of that year were gradually forgotten, but the power of the curse continued to shroud this land. Whenever there was a certain opportunity, it would manifest itself in the form of supernatural events, leaving the people in the village uneasy.
After hearing this, Qi Tongwei was filled with grief and indignation: "All this is the fault of that treacherous official. Why should these innocent villagers bear the consequences?"
The soul of the princes looked at Qi Tongwei, with a complicated look in his eyes: "Do you think the conflicts of interest you are experiencing today are complicated? Compared with those days, they are nothing but a drop in the ocean. Back then, the treacherous minister sacrificed the entire country for his own selfish desires and also caused countless people to fall into the abyss of pain. He provoked conflicts among various forces, turning brothers against each other and fathers and sons against each other, just to gain more benefits in the chaos."
"After that, the people of this land fell into endless tragedy. The former prosperity was gone, and people lived in fear and poverty. Generation after generation, they could not escape the shadow of the curse. And all of this is karma. The evil causes sown back then have now borne bitter fruits."
Qi Tongwei clenched his fists: "Is there no way to break this curse?"
The soul of the prince was silent for a moment, and then said, "There is a way, but it is extremely dangerous. We need to find the descendants of the treacherous minister, drip seven drops of their blood on this jade pendant, and then place the jade pendant on the central altar of the village and hold a grand atonement ceremony. Perhaps this will be able to calm the power of the curse. But the descendants of the treacherous minister have long disappeared, and it is not easy to find them in such a vast sea of people. Moreover, even if we find them, how can we easily let them donate their blood?"
Qi Tongwei fell into deep thought. He knew that this was an almost impossible task, but for the sake of the people in the village, he decided to give it a try. He made a promise to the soul of the prince that he would do his best to break the curse.
Afterwards, Qi Tongwei led everyone out of the basement and returned to the village, where he began to look for clues about the descendants of the treacherous minister three thousand years ago. He consulted ancient books, visited surrounding villages, and even consulted some famous scholars, but to no avail.
As the days passed, the supernatural events in the village subsided temporarily, but the depressing atmosphere still enveloped everyone. Qi Tongwei's anxiety became more and more serious. He knew that if he could not find a way to break the curse as soon as possible, the village would sooner or later fall into a greater crisis.
One day, Qi Tongwei met a wandering Taoist priest by chance. When the Taoist priest saw Qi Tongwei, his face changed slightly and he said, "Donor, you are surrounded by black air. You must be troubled by some evil force."
Qi Tongwei's mind was moved, and he quickly told the Taoist priest what happened in the village and what they found in the basement of the City God Temple. After listening, the Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said, "If we want to find the descendants of the treacherous minister, we may need to use an ancient divination technique. But this technique requires a lot of energy and material resources, and the results are not 100% accurate."
Qi Tongwei said without hesitation: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am willing to try."
So, under the guidance of the Taoist priest, Qi Tongwei and the villagers began to prepare the items needed for divination. They found thousand-year-old tortoise shells, pure crystals, and various rare herbs. The Taoist priest set up an altar in the village square and began to perform divination.
As the Taoist priest chanted something, the tortoise shell and crystal on the altar began to emit a strange light. In the light, some vague images and symbols appeared faintly. The Taoist priest carefully observed these images and symbols, frowning.
After a long time, the Taoist priest slowly spoke: "According to the divination, the descendant of the treacherous minister now lives in a small town a hundred miles away, but his specific identity is still unknown. Moreover, this divination has triggered the power of the curse. In the days to come, the village may face greater danger."
Qi Tongwei's heart tightened, but he did not back down. He decided to go to the town in person to find the descendants of the treacherous minister. Before leaving, the villagers came to see him off, their eyes full of worry and expectation.
Qi Tongwei took several capable assistants and embarked on a difficult journey. Along the way, they encountered various difficulties and dangers. First, they encountered a sudden rainstorm, and the road was muddy and difficult to walk. Then, they were attacked by a group of wild wolves in the mountains. Fortunately, they were well prepared and finally repelled the wild wolves after a fierce fight.
Finally, they arrived at the town. The town was bustling, but Qi Tongwei had no intention of appreciating the bustling scene. He asked around, trying to find clues about the descendants of the treacherous minister. However, after a few days, they still had no clues.
Just when Qi Tongwei felt desperate, by chance, he met an old man selling antiques at a market in a small town. On the old man's stall was a worn-out bronze ware, and the pattern on the bronze ware caught Qi Tongwei's attention. He looked at the bronze ware carefully and found that the pattern on it was very similar to some symbols they saw in the basement of the City God Temple.
Therefore, these lines should be signs of the birth of a dynasty and the prestige that was created in the end, rather than causing a series of causes and effects.
As for whether this thing is really useful or not, that is another matter. As it stands now, if it belongs to him, it belongs to him, and if it doesn’t belong to him, it doesn’t belong to him either.
When everything should be borne by themselves, this series of cause and effect standing here should also own the fact that they have everything, so everything should be determined by everything, there is no other, everything in front of us is just compromise.