The sentry post was a tall bamboo hut.
The entrance to the house was covered with all sorts of strange talismans, and a curtain was painted in the very center.
Several lines of text were written on the cloth in fresh blood.
"If you need help, write your questions in your own blood. One lie will be in every three answers. Do not ask: Who are you?"
A Man explained to everyone.
"The sentry post is the God of Truth for our Bone Witch Tribe. It can answer any question, but... there will be a price to pay."
He pointed to the body that wasn't hanging in the window. The body was bound with ribbons, and its lifeless eyes looked out from inside the window, occasionally twitching.
"This corpse is said to be the son of the first chieftain, who, by divine grace, is stationed here to watch over those who ask questions."
"If someone asks a taboo question, or something they shouldn't ask, they'll be dragged in... Nobody knows what happens inside, but they'll never get out."
But this bamboo house is only so big; it's impossible for it to hold so many corpses. Besides, looking through the window, there's nothing there except the guard's body.
Lin Yu asked, "What are some questions that shouldn't be asked?"
"That's why the tribespeople gradually stopped asking questions; no one knew what questions shouldn't be asked, and sometimes even the simplest question would be judged."
Lin Yu nodded, glanced at the corpse in the window, and took two steps back as if frightened.
After discussion, everyone decided that each person should think of a question about the truth and ask the "god" in turn.
Jiang Nuo is generously sponsoring a silver needle for everyone.
Chu Xiu pricked her finger with a needle, bit her lip, and wrote on the cloth.
Chu Xiu: "How can we find the truth behind the Bone Witch Tribe's gods?"
After she finished writing, she immediately withdrew her hand; the injection site was burning with pain.
A few seconds later, a reply appeared under that question, also in blood.
"You have already seen the truth."
[This deity's answer is rather abstract.]
[A book of some despicable answers from hallucinations.]
Chu Xiu didn't understand the answer either, but the writing only appeared for a short while before the answer and the question disappeared.
She inexplicably felt that it sounded a bit rushed.
Zhou Ling wrote down her second question.
Who is the murderer behind the divine sacrifice?
This question is similar to the first one, but it requires more detail.
--"greedy."
Zhou Ling: "..."
She took a half step back, crossed her arms, and said coldly, "You piece of junk."
[Hahahahahahaha, mouth double!]
[God: Read random reply]
Next was Qian Sen.
He bit his finger and quickly wrote down the question.
How can we help our people escape their predicament?
"They were never in trouble."
This answer does match the question.
There have been three questions so far, and one of them has been answered falsely.
Lin Yu thought for a moment, "I think... the first sentence sounds fake. If we had already discovered the truth, why would we have dragged it out until now?"
After he finished speaking, he insisted on asking Jiang Nuo, "What do you think?"
Jiang Nuo played with Si Yan's clean and beautiful hand, nodded, and asked again, "Does the third sentence sound true?"
"Of course," Qian Sen replied, "The plight of our people is plain for all to see."
"Hmm, that makes sense." Jiang Nuo didn't refute it.
Chu Xiu and Zhou Ling also felt that the first sentence sounded like a lie.
They felt that if the second statement was a lie, it would be too obvious, and perhaps there really was something hidden behind the word "greed."
" Si Yan, let me help you prick your finger."
Jiang Nuo raised the silver needle, grabbed his hand, blew on it, and then inserted it slightly, causing droplets of blood to flow out.
"Does it hurt?" he asked Si Yan, looking up at her.
Si Yan, who didn't feel any pain, frowned and nodded, "It hurts."
He turned his back, quickly wrote down the question, and without even looking at the answer, hurriedly held his finger up in front of Jiang Nuo's eyes.
Jiang Nuo blew on it for him with perfect understanding, and as her Spiritual Power flowed through, the injection site healed the moment their hands were joined.
Si Yan was very satisfied, her eyes gleaming with joy, and she even glanced at A Man intentionally or unintentionally, perfectly embodying the aura of an empress.
Si Yan's question was, "How can I find you?"
They've already been flirting with danger.
The bloodstains began to stagnate, and everyone retreated in unison, ready to run away at any moment, but then a sentence was uttered.
--"wishful thinking."
Si Yan: "... Pah."
Finally, it was Jiang Nuo's turn.
With a flick of his finger, he wrote three short characters with fluid strokes.
"Who are you!"
The guests gasped and took a step back, but they were already used to Jiang Nuo's reckless behavior.
A Man's lips twitched slightly, but in her heart, she couldn't help but admire Jiang Nuo even more.
" Nuonuo..." Si Yan gripped Jiang Nuo's hand tightly, afraid that the two would be separated.
At that moment, the cloth faded rapidly, and all the bloodstains gradually disappeared.
With a bang.
The guard post's tightly closed gate opened.
"The body moved!"
Chu Xiu exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the window.
The corpse that was just lying there has vanished.
Jiang Nuo peered into the corpse's eyes through the crack in the door.
Dead silence, lifeless, fixed gaze.
A ghostly figure burst forth, sending white paper money flying everywhere. A strong wind blew, stirring up the earth and blurring everyone's vision.
In the howling wind, Jiang Nuo finally saw the other corpses.
They stood behind the ghostly figure at the head, who claimed to be the son of the clan leader, their arms outstretched, their bodies stiff, their eyes lifeless as they stared over, seemingly trying to keep Jiang Nuo there.
This is a scene that only Jiang Nuo can see.
He was quite certain of it, because he had somehow forcibly let go of Si Yan's hand.
Jiang Nuo, unusually, offered no resistance and allowed the ghostly figure to pull him into the house.
"Go easy, bro! You're pulling my hair!"
Jiang Nuo let out a howl.
That was the last sound; the door closed tightly again.
[Oh my god!! Why isn't God Nuo fighting back!]
[Holy crap! Is Jiang Nuo going to die?!]
"No way! It felt like Jiang Nuo went in half-heartedly!"
" Nuonuo!"
Si Yan watched helplessly as Jiang Nuo was arrested and taken away, unable to reach the door no matter what she tried.
They only regained their normal mobility when the wind stopped and the paper money disappeared.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself not to act impulsively.
I just heard Nuonuo's instructions.
Nuonuo said he would be fine, he was just going to check on the things inside the sentry post, and would be back soon.
Si Yan clenched her fists, her phoenix eyes bloodshot and dark.
But I just saw a lot of ghosts.
He trusted Jiang Nuo, but he couldn't suppress his worries.
"Hurry up... Nuonuo."
I can't wait much longer.
" Si Yan... calm down. Jiang Nuo must have been confident to write that sentence."
Chu Xiu tried to persuade him, but dared not approach him.
For some reason, from the moment Jiang Nuo disappeared, Si Yan was surrounded by a fearsome aura.
Zhou Ling, who had always thought Si Yan was just a pretty face, glanced at him a few more times.
They tried to stop Si Yan, but they didn't expect that someone was even more anxious than Si Yan.
" Jiang Nuo! Why didn't you go save him?!"
A Man was extremely worried, both fearful and eager to try.
" Jiang Nuo is very important to me now!"
Si Yan turned to look at him, her already dark eyes now filled with a fierce glint.