Wu Liang frowned instantly when he saw her, which showed that the smell of this thing was indeed not good. In fact, this was what Wu Liang had expected, otherwise where would the stench in the stone house come from.

Can you still taste this?

Wu Liang drew a big question mark in his heart.

However, he still underestimated Miko Hu's endurance. She actually opened her mouth, and then slowly extended her pink tongue to the black soil in her palm...

"~"

Wu Liangliang felt uneasy for a while.

If this had happened before Miko Hu drowned, he would never have given the girl artificial respiration, even if he had to watch her pulse completely disappear.

At the same time, Wu Liang's impression score of Miko Hu also dropped a lot.

This is a bigger contrast than seeing a rather delicate-looking girl sitting on the bed, picking at her feet, and finally stuffing the thing from her feet into her mouth.

Let alone the witch calling, even if Zhen Mi did something similar, Wu Liang would never be able to look at her squarely again.

The next second.

"Oh ugh"

As expected, Miko Hu's tongue had just been stained with some black soil, she retracted it into her mouth and immediately started vomiting.

"How about it?"

Wu Liang asked curiously.

"Gulu!"

The witch Hu was really a cruel person. Under such circumstances, she still didn't want to spit out the black soil. Instead, she forced herself to swallow it. Then she stretched out her hand to Wu Liang and said to him, "It melts in your mouth and is a little sweet."

, Taishi Wu, why don’t you try it too?”

I believe you as a ghost!

Wu Liang decisively jumped away and refused: "No, if it's delicious, just eat more. I'm afraid I won't be able to tolerate this kind of food. I'm asking you how you feel?"

"Other than the smell, which is hard to eat, I don't have any special feeling at the moment."

The witch shook her head, took out a small bottle from her arms, followed Wu Liang's previous example, filled it with some black soil, and filled it up.

"Does the Japanese shrine have records about this black soil?"

Wu Liang asked tentatively.

"No."

The witch shook her head again, and then added, "However, there is a clay pot in the shrine that was left behind by Lord Xu of Qin. The pot has been sealed with talismans and passed down from generation to generation in the hands of successive witches. No one has ever known what is inside.

What, it wasn’t until I accidentally knocked this pot over when I was cleaning the shrine a few years ago that it turned into broken pottery shards all over the ground. That’s when I discovered that the pot was actually empty.”

"Then what?"

Wu Liang knew that the witch had not finished speaking, so he asked cooperatively.

"Although the pottery pot is empty, there is a foul smell inside, which is somewhat similar to the smell here. In addition, I also found a few traces of black powder on the inner wall of the pottery pot, which looks...

It is somewhat similar to the black soil here, I wonder if it is the same thing."

The witch Hu continued, "After that, there was a strange phenomenon: I knocked over the clay pot left by Lord Xu of Qin. I was afraid of being discovered, so I quickly cleaned up the pottery pieces and found another pottery pot.

I put a charm on it to hide people's eyes and ears, and I threw the broken pottery pieces in the woods behind the shrine, and even dug a small hole to bury them."

"Unexpectedly, early the next morning, hundreds of birds gathered in the forest. When I ran over to take a look, the birds had already dug out the broken pottery fragments I had buried, and used their beaks to dig out the broken pottery fragments.

The pottery fragments were pecked into smaller pieces for food...I was frightened at the time. I thought it was because what I did had offended the ancestral gods. Therefore, the ancestral gods set up visions to express their anger, and they would punish me soon.

.”

"So I quickly knelt down in front of the statue of the ancestor god, kowtowed and begged the ancestor god to forgive my sins."

"One day later, those flying birds all dispersed, and the broken pottery fragments also disappeared without a trace. I thought it was my sincere repentance that calmed the anger of the ancestor god, and the following days were no different.

The elephant appeared, and I had no illness or disaster, so I gradually forgot about it."

"It wasn't until I saw the behavior of those parrots just now that I suddenly remembered what happened back then."

"Similar stink, similar black graves, and similar behaviors of those flying birds. I suspect that what was once contained in the pottery pot was this kind of black soil."

"Since Lord Xu of Qin used a spell to seal it and never told anyone what was inside, this is enough to show that the contents of the pot are of great significance to Lord Xu of Qin..."
Chapter completed!