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"Why are you so wary of people because you don't know each other with them?" You Jun was a little puzzled.

Si Daqi's legs trembled slightly, and he replied: "There is a saying that there are souls on the slope, Si Heng is still young, I don't know that the ghosts are powerful, I am afraid that something unclean will entangle him... I, I'm not saying you're not clean! You

Jun didn't care about the other party's slight gaffe.

Si Heng is too young and probably doesn't know as much as adults.

So You Jun repeated the question he asked Si Heng again.

"That's right." Si Daqi did not dare to sit down, he glanced at Si Heng, and saw that his son read his eyes and ran into the room alone, only then was he slightly relieved.

"Actually, the people in the village used to be dependents of the Green Bamboo Demon God, and after escaping from the hands of the Green Bamboo Demon God, our ancestors made a contract with the spirit dragon, and the spirit dragon protected us from the demon god, and we offered tribute to the spirit dragon... The village to Si Heng's generation is already the eighth generation.

"So, you called that big dragon the Spirit Dragon because it really protected you under the threat of the Green Bamboo Demon God. But as far as I know, most of the demon gods cherish their people, why did the green bamboo demon god hurt you? You Jun asked.

"God has no malice, the god of green bamboo is a god full of childlike fun."

A voice came from outside the house, and it was not Si Daqi who answered You Jun's question, but an old man who pushed the door without permission.

This old man was holding crutches in both hands, his arms and face were completely skinny and bones, and he looked full of life, which was almost the same as the advanced stage of Youjun's illness in the previous life, and he was so thin that he looked like him.

It is quite rare to live to this age in this era.

You Jun could feel that when the old man walked into the house, Si Daqi was obviously a little more relaxed.

Speaking of which... Si Daqi deliberately left a crack in the door before, just to facilitate this old man to come in.

"I thought it would be a hideous dragon head who broke through the door." You Jun said with a smile.

The old man slowly took a few steps forward, and then sat trembling on a pile of debris.

"Our village is too small to be developed. You have to inquire about something, I have lived so long, I always know a little more... The old man can't worship you, wait for me to catch my breath, otherwise I can't speak and delay your business. "

Let's move a chair." You Jun looked at Si Daqi, "Since I am your elder, I will not rob you of the opportunity to practice filial piety." Si

Daqi did not dare to snub.

When his body finally stopped trembling, the old man did not wait for You Jun to ask, so he spoke: "The god of green bamboo is a god full of childlike fun, he will play with his people, play chess, puzzles, play, that demon god is proficient in all kinds of means of play."

"Once, the gods laid down the labyrinth and promised that the first person to get out of it could make a wish to him."

"Later, the god of green bamboo fell asleep in the forest."

"Three years have passed, some people have chosen suicide in despair, and some people have tried to light a fire but only burned themselves..."

"Our ancestor is the one most valued by the god of green bamboo, he has completed the game of gods, and this time is the same."

"He followed the rules of the game set by the gods before going to bed, fed on flowers, grass, people and insects, and spent three years and seven months finally getting out of the labyrinth."

"As the first person to walk out of the maze, he made a wish to the god of green bamboo, and he was going to play a simple hiding game with the god of green bamboo... In the end, the ancestors took a group of people to hide in Wuxian Slope, and this is where we are now.

After listening to the story told by the old man, You Jun thought thoughtfully: "He hid in Wuxian Slope, and the Green Bamboo Demon God couldn't find him... No, he may have found it, but because of the presence of the spirit dragon, he could not be captured.

The old man nodded and said, "The ancestor also made a wish to travel far away, but not long after leaving, he was captured by the Green Bamboo Demon God.

"One thing you said is correct, the demon god does cherish his people, and we will be found by the gods even if we travel thousands of miles... Alas, how can mortals bear God's gaze!

"I see." After speaking, You Jun jumped directly to the next topic, "So, the tribute this time is Si Daqi's daughter, the child called Si Ming?" Hearing

this, the old man's hand shook uncontrollably.

"Originally not, but Naniko is sick, and if she doesn't get better, the next tribute will be her." The old man said softly, as if he was a lot weaker all of a sudden.

The old man glanced at Si Daqi, and You Jun also followed the old man's line of sight.

Si Daqi did not have any special reaction except for a little nervousness.

Seeing that the two people in the conversation were looking at themselves, and the air in the room fell into condensation, Si Daqi pondered and spoke: "I, I am prepared... I prepared enough materials last night, just wait for the altar to be laid out today and remove the evil from Si Ming's body!"

"Who told you to set up the altar?" The old man's expression did not change, and his tone was also flat.

"No one said it." Si Daqi was stunned for a moment.

The old man shook his head and said, "The family that was supposed to be Gaohu's turn was renewed, but it was renewed by your daughter, and his family killed a chicken the day before yesterday."

"What do you mean, they let people give me the altar?" Si Daqi was incredulous.

The old man shook his head and just said, "Go and take a look."

Si Daqi glanced at You Jun hesitantly.

"Go ahead." You Jun didn't care.

With permission, he cautiously exited the room.

"What is the altar, some kind of magic?" You Jun's tone was calm.

The old man replied, "Something that fools people." I knew when I was young that mortals could not have that power. The family of Gao Hu was sober, and took advantage of the neighborhood to fool Daqi to get these unknown things, so that his daughter would be ill for a longer time and more severely. "

Sure enough, superstition... Not really, after all, there is indeed a God in this world. You Jun muttered.

He understood the general situation.

The records of later generations are correct, the evil lash is indeed evil with man, but compared to the unknown green bamboo demon god, the evil lash has become a spirit dragon.

When Morax really established Liyue, and the humans under the rule of the evil lashes realized that the life of the ancestors of Liyue was better than their own, the spirit dragon would become the evil mite and become the enemy they had to overthrow.

It's a bit ironic, but that's it.

You Jun felt that this was correct, and he naturally stood in the position of human beings.

He also roughly guessed why the evil lash died so late.

In addition to the power of the evil lash itself, Morax is a god who respects contracts.

If the human race really made a contract with the spirit dragon, as long as there was a certain degree of fairness, even if the contract involved life, Morax would not interfere, and he had no reason to make a move.

It's just that there are loopholes in the contract between humans and spirit dragons.

According to the old man, people offer tribute to the maki, who bless them under the threat of the god of green bamboo.

Then after the death of the Green Bamboo Demon God, the contract will lapse, and the evil will no longer fulfill its obligation to protect people, and naturally it will no longer have the right to enjoy tribute.

After the contract expires, if the evil lash continues to mutilate humans... Dead and dead in vain.

Although it is only speculation, as far as You Jun's understanding of Morax is concerned, this result should be inseparable.

"Old sir, if the Green Bamboo Demon God is gone, then the village does not need the protection of the spirit dragon, and will there be no need to offer tribute?"

The old man was obviously stopped by You Jun's words: "The truth is such a truth, but the Demon God is very powerful, and the Spirit Dragon will not let us leave." The

corners of You Jun's mouth rose, and he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Do you think so too?" In that case, I will first kill the Green Bamboo God who mutilates the living, and then protect you..."

"After that, I will go up the mountain to give that spirit dragon a chance, if it agrees to your departure." You have built a city-state in my name on the ruins of Qingzhu, and if it is not willing to give up the tribute, and does not agree to your departure, then I will kill it.

As You Jun's voice fell, the old man was already sweating.

"What do you think?"

"You are such a reasonable, principled god." The old man responded tremblingly.