Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 3400 (Three Thousand Four Hundred) Fire
Ning Duanye continued, "What I said is true. During the process of performing the ritual, I could tell that the reason why Hun Xin woke up so late was due to his past experiences. As for the details... I don't know how to explain them to the clan leader. After all, they are all related to magic. What I said is absolutely true and cannot be wrong."

"It can't be wrong?" Tie Wandao narrowed his eyes and said.

"Yes, that's right." Ning Duanye replied.

He was very afraid of Tie Wandao's suspicious look.

"It won't be wrong, so what are you afraid of?" Tie Wandao asked.

"I... am afraid... afraid of the clan leader..." Ning Duanye said.

"Are you afraid of me?" Tie Wandao sneered.

"Yes, I'm also afraid that the clan leader will suspect me." Ning Duanye said.

"How can a person who can make mistakes during the ritual be so sure that what he says is correct?" Tie Wandao said.

"Chief, the problem during the ritual was because the magic spell used was special. If I had used another spell, it would definitely not be so easy to go wrong." Ning Duanye said, "I said, there will be no problem."

"This is not the first time you have contradicted yourself. I wonder if I can really believe what you said." Tie Wandao said.

Ning Duanye wanted to explain the "inconsistencies" that Tie Wandao said, but felt that the more he explained, the more serious the situation would become, so he just said, "I was telling the truth." While Ning Duanye was saying this, Tie Wandao suddenly felt that he no longer wanted to continue asking Ning Duanye questions that even he himself felt were meaningless.

At this moment, he felt more than before that he had wasted so much time that it was not worth it, so he quickly said to Tie Jinjue: "Hong Yan has paper and pen, you can get them from her, and then draw those relics, I will let Ning Duanye perform the ritual."

Tie Jinjue nodded and walked towards the direction of Tie Hongyan and Wu Xunsheng.

The relics that were buried under the Muxi Pavilion belonged to his mother. He had always wanted to know where those things had gone, and thought that if Ning Duanye's magic could give him some information, he would have a better idea. He thought that even if he had to burn those things that seemed to represent the pain his mother had suffered, it would be appropriate for him to do it himself, although it would also be fine if Tie Hongyan burned them.

Tie Jinjue walked and thought, and the situation of his mother in Muxi Pavilion that he had heard before emerged in his mind.

At this moment, near the Muxi Pavilion where his mother was once imprisoned, he seemed to see the fire he had lit and the relics in front of him. He seemed to see his mother's relics burning in the fire, becoming less and less. Although he was still very clear that even if he really found those things and did so, he could not burn away the pain his mother suffered before she committed suicide, nor could he burn away the pain in his heart when he thought about the cruel things related to his mother, but he still wanted to find these things and burn them himself.

The image of the rope appeared in Tie Wandao's eyes. He thought about the description of his mother's situation in Muxi Pavilion before she committed suicide many years ago, and the statement that the person who committed suicide in Muxi Pavilion had a long blue cloth tied on his hand. His mood was in turmoil.

He glanced at the sky and didn't see the moon. He then looked towards the top of the Muxi Pavilion and felt that it was gloomy there. Then he remembered some of the scenes he had thought of when he came here that last time.

(End of this chapter)