half demon glass

Chapter 904 He remembered

"The things I left here are not here, they should be over there -" Feng Jiuqing suddenly raised her hand and pointed in the right direction.

"Where?" Lin Sishen was stunned, "That seems to be the location where I found the iron coffin!"

"Shall we go there now?" I asked quickly.

Lin Sishen asked me: "What about the corpses of the Rouli tribe? Don't you want the blood of the Rouli tribe? Can these dead corpses be counted?"

"If we can figure it out, can we take one or two with us?"

I did not answer hastily, but thought for a while and said: "I don't know if the dead ones can be used. It's not appropriate to take them away. Besides, there are so many corpses of the Rouli tribe here. Is it possible to arrange all this?" Are there any people who are very likely to find a living Rouli tribe?"

"Let's go over there first and find the body in the iron coffin. The possessed old man is talking."

"Okay." Lin Sishen nodded.

The three of us crossed the endless darkness and swam in the direction pointed by Feng Jiuqing.

Lin Sishen had been here before and knew what this place used to be like. Now that he saw the magic circle that once stood, all that was left was a moss-covered mess. It seemed that many years ago, under the bottom of this lake, something had happened. The war destroyed everything here.

Even when the iron coffin, which was tightly locked by many arm-thick iron chains but had become torn apart, looked extremely ugly.

"This is it." Feng Jiuqing said faintly at this moment, and then walked towards the iron coffin.

Although the iron coffin has been broken into several halves, with some even sinking deeply into the mud at the bottom of the river, you can still vaguely see what it once looked like from the lines on it.

Feng Jiuqing gently stretched out her hand and picked up the fragments that were deep in the mud. She put aside the stains on them and stared at the lines on them for a long time.

He didn't know what he saw in these lines. His figure swayed slightly, the fragments in his hands fell to the ground, and then he suddenly covered his head and frowned.

Seeing him like this, I was shocked and said quickly, "Feng Jiuqing, how are you?"

He didn't answer me, but he paused for a long, long time.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes suddenly became dark and he said, "I remembered."

"I know who's in the coffin."

"After the war between the three races that year, I should have briefly searched for the whereabouts of the ancestors of the human race and the bloodline of the seven races, so I looked for traces of the Rouli tribe and found it here."

"At that time, there was already that big net and those cocoons wrapped in hair. The number at that time was not too many. There were only a dozen corpses. They should have appeared over time. Only then will the number of corpses in the cocoon become more and more like what it is now."

"Here is a tomb chosen by the ancestors of the Rouli tribe for their clansmen who were afraid that their clansmen would become scattered over time and eventually the whole clan would die out!"

"That old man is not a Yellow River ferryman at all. He is an abandoned son born from the marriage between the Rouli tribe and an outsider. In the end, for some unknown reason, he became the tombkeeper here!"

Hearing what Feng Jiuqing said, Lin Sishen and I were both stunned. Lin Sishen asked hurriedly and anxiously: "How do you know so clearly? Have you met that old man back then?"

(End of this chapter)