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Chapter 301 High Priest

"Little sister, is it really so scary here?" An Xinghui was made a little uneasy by the waitress's last smile.

Mo Qianxun patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I'm here to protect you!"

An Xinghui grabbed Mo Qianxun's arm and said, "Little sister, I leave my life in your hands."

[Hahaha, I didn’t expect An Gou to have this side.]

[That’s right, he’s obviously the older brother, but he has the nerve to let his younger sister protect him. It’s really something.]

[I always feel like their roles have been swapped, the younger sister is actually the older sister!]

An Xinghui: Stupid and ignorant human beings.

The visitor finished his noodles, paid the money and left.

Following the waiter's instructions, the two came to a big black door.

Looking at the black door, An Xinghui subconsciously covered his chest: "Little sister, why does this door make me feel so depressed?"

Mo Qianxun looked at the door, tilted his head, and smiled: "It's okay, it might be an illusion, I'll go knock on the door."

Mo Qianxun said this and was about to go forward and knock on the door.

"I'll go, I'll go!" An Xinghui held her and ran over to knock on the door.

"Is anyone home?"

Two minutes later, just when An Xinghui thought there was no one inside, the door suddenly opened.

When they looked up, they saw a big crack in the door and a boy stuck his head out to look outside.

After seeing the camera behind Mo Qianxun and the others, the boy seemed to have thought of something, opened the door and walked out.

"Are you here to learn the sacrificial dance?" The boy looked at them in confusion.

An Xinghui smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are here to record the show, and when we drew lots to decide the task, we drew the sacrificial dance."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then come in. The high priest is inside. But after you go in, don't touch anything inside, otherwise the high priest will drive you out. I won't care." The boy led them into the gate.

"Oh my god, this is quite big." An Xing looked at the big yard in surprise, "What are these pottery jars in the yard used for?"

An Xinghui was curious and was about to move closer.

Mo Qianxun pulled the person back and said, "I forgot what I told you before you came in. Don't touch anything inside."

An Xing pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I'm just a little curious about what's inside."

The boy looked back at him and said, "You can't be curious about everything. It's best not to be curious about random things."

An Xinghui: Okay, you are the owner of this house, you have the final say.

The boy led them to a door and shouted inside: "High Priest, people are here!"

"Let them in!" an old voice came out.

Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui looked at each other, became alert, and followed the boy in.

As soon as they entered the room, Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui were a little surprised. What kind of room was this? The room was full of yellow and red cloth strips, and there were many red talismans on the yellow cloth strips.

There was an animal skull in the room. A man was kneeling on a mat with his back to them, as if he was praying for something.

Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui looked at each other, and An Xinghui looked at the high priest: "Hello, we are..."

"I know!"

An Xing was interrupted before he could finish his words.

The old man slowly stood up, turned around slowly, and looked at the two people in front of him.

When he saw Mo Qianxun, the old man's eyes brightened noticeably.

An Xinghui silently pulled Mo Qianxun behind him: "My little sister is shy."

Mo Qianxun: ...Ah? Shy of strangers? Me?

[Oh, high EQ: My little sister is shy. Low EQ: What are you looking at!]

[You know what, at this time, An Gou was acting like a big brother.]

The man's gaze fell from Mo Qianxun to An Xinghui, his eyes narrowed, and then he actually laughed: "Interesting, really interesting."

Mo Qianxun poked his head out from behind An Xinghui and looked at the man. This man might really have some skills, as he could see what was happening to them. Also, he was not an ordinary person since he could set up a barrier or maintain a barrier.

An Xinghui held his sister's hand tightly and looked at him nervously: "High priest, right? We are just here to learn the sacrificial dance."

"No problem, of course no problem. You two are indeed very suitable to learn this." The high priest said, turning around and bowing to the skull again.

Mo Qianxun and An Xinghui looked at each other, always feeling like something was wrong.

"008, have you checked out the situation in this town?"

[Host, I have found out that this town was a village a long time ago. This village was once massacred by mountain bandits and no one was spared. Later, natural disasters occurred in other places and those who fled came here. Seeing that there was no one here, they settled down here.

Later, some strange things often happened in the village, and they were discovered by a traveling Taoist priest, who set up a barrier in the village to suppress the souls of the original villagers.

Originally, the Taoist priest wanted them to move out of the village, but they decided to go back because the natural disaster had not yet ended and there was still a war going on outside, so they stayed. The Taoist priest saw this and had no choice but to strengthen the barrier and leave. 】

Mo Qianxun looked at the high priest: "What about this high priest?"

[Oh, later on, a man who came from nowhere accidentally came to the village, discovered what was happening in the village, and stayed there. He helped strengthen the barrier every year just to get a place to live.

The villagers felt relieved that there was a capable person keeping order here, so the high priest stayed, and his descendants inherited his legacy, and the tradition continues to this day.

Mo Qianxun nodded: "What about the way he looks at me?"

[Although the spiritual energy is thin, his family has a pair of special eyes that can distinguish the concentration of spiritual energy in a person. Only those who have these eyes can become the high priest. Not just any of his children can inherit the mantle.] After 008 looked through all the information he had found, he suddenly said, [Host, perhaps you really need to learn this sacrificial dance.]

Mo Qianxun: ╮(￣▽￣)╭

[The prototype of this sacrificial dance is a dance to comfort the dead. Perhaps we can use it in the future.]

Mo Qianxun nodded: "Is that so? Then I will definitely study hard."

Mo Qianxun walked out from behind An Xinghui and smiled at the man.

The man also smiled, but An Xinghui felt that this smile had some ill intentions no matter how he looked at it.