Bonia was a short and small girl, completely different from the 'Witch of Fire' Hao Ren had imagined. She wore a dark red robe that was too big for her, and her long brown hair was braided behind her. Colorful silk threads were woven into her hair as decoration. The little girl hid behind the adults, observing Vivian and Hao Ren's movements with her big bright eyes. She only dared to salute Vivian when Gezer called her out. She did not look like a saintess at all.
"Bonia was just elected as a saintess last year," the elder of the Fire tribe, a middle-aged man who looked like a strong warrior, explained a little awkwardly. "The previous saintess suddenly died of illness. Bonia did not even have time to learn the knowledge of incantations and rituals before she took office in a hurry. But her faith in the gods and her talent as a saintess are no problem. She will be a good guide for you. "
Vivian looked curiously at the timid little girl. The latter blinked her eyes and looked at Vivian cautiously. She said in a very small voice, "Goddess, praise … praise you. Your coming has made the earth … the earth afraid …"
She looked like she was about to cry.
"Take us to the place where the witch is buried," Vivian said, not letting the little girl continue to be nervous. "The others don't need to follow us."
No one expressed any objection to Vivian's arrangement. Gezer and the warriors of the Fire tribe retreated together. Hao Ren heard them talking about the descent of the goddess and how Gezer came to this place from the Wind tribe in an instant. Bonia was left alone. She glanced at Vivian carefully and pointed to the root of Heaven's Pillar. "There, very far, into the Pillar of Eternity."
The Heaven's Pillar was so huge that a root could be called a mountain, and a small hole in the trunk could be called a tunnel. The Fire tribe lived at the foot of the giant tree, but their range of activity was no larger than the territory of a colony of ants nesting in the roots. The 'temple' that Bonia mentioned was the tribal sacred place in the center of Heaven's Pillar. How far was it from the nearest root to the center of the trunk?
More than ten kilometers.
The miracle plant created by the First Born was so magnificent.
Hao Ren took Bonia and drove directly to the sacred place.
This Heaven's Pillar was similar to the one they first passed through. It was also hollow. After entering through a triangular crack at the root of the trunk, they saw a vast dark space. But the difference was that as the base of the Fire tribe, there were many traces of human activities here. Some lights could be seen distributed in the open space inside the giant tree. There was a wide road that led from the trunk to the center. At the end of the road, Hao Ren saw the so-called 'temple' that Bonia mentioned. Unlike the other temples he had seen, the building in front of him was much simpler than he had imagined. It was just a building made of wood and stone, a bit like the pyramids of Dorasil. It was not gorgeous, not even imposing.
Of course, even so, it was still much better than the tribal yurts outside.
"The witch and the saintess of 400 years ago are buried behind the temple." Bonia seemed to be a lot more at ease after coming here. She boldly took the initiative to show Vivian the way. "It's very quiet here. The warriors will only come here during the ceremony."
At this time, Lily looked up at the chaotic darkness above. There was no doubt that it led to the crust of planet Inferno. "If you build a house here, won't it be hit by something falling from above?"
Bonia was stunned for a moment before she whispered, "Occasionally … something will fall."
Lily was shocked. "Isn't that dangerous?!"
Bonia maintained a blank expression as if she had never thought of this problem. "With the blessing of the Goddess, it's not a problem."
Lily felt incredulous. "What if we get hit by it? What if we get killed by it? "
"Then … with the blessing of the Goddess, if we get killed by it, we can be with the Goddess," Bonia said in a daze and quickly glanced at Vivian. "Am I right?"
Vivian looked at the endless darkness above her head. She felt guilty, let alone bless others. But faced with Bonia's stubborn question, she could only bite the bullet and nod. "I will bless you, I will. But I still suggest that you don't move around in the trunk anymore. You can hold the ceremony outside. This pillar leads to the surface. If something really falls, it's not just a bag."
Bonia did not know if she understood what Vivian said. She just shook her head up and down and then led the group to see the witch's tomb.
Behind the 'temple' was a large open space surrounded by round stones. There were many piles of stones neatly arranged in the open space. There was no difference between the piles themselves, but there was a rough stone pillar erected on top of each pile. The pillar had simple information such as the name of the tomb owner written in hieroglyphic symbols. The witch from Earth, who had explored the depths of Inferno and had extraordinary life experiences, was sleeping in this tomb. Her pile of stones was mixed with others and there was nothing special about it.
Bonia pointed at the witch's tomb. There was only a simple sentence on the stone pillar: witch, friend, stranger, you sleep here. May your soul return to your hometown in your sleep.
"That's it." Bonia bowed slightly in front of the stone mound and performed a simple prayer and comfort with a complicated and strange gesture.
Vivian looked curiously at the graves around them. "Are these the Saintesses of the Fire tribe buried here?"
Bonia shook her head up and down. "Yes."
"You allow a foreigner, who may be a 'cursed' foreigner, to be buried with the Saintesses?" Hessiana chimed in. "Don't you have this taboo?"
"This was specially permitted by the Saintess. It is said that the Saintess and the witch were very good friends. They cured the Blackspot Plague together," Bonia said. Suddenly, she looked at Vivian nervously. "Is this … not allowed?"
Vivian immediately waved her hand. "Oh no, it's okay. This is good."
"Other than this grave, what else did the witch leave behind?" Hao Ren was not satisfied with only a grave in front of them. "Relics, messages, or other legends will do. By the way, you didn't bury all of her belongings, did you? "
Hao Ren said as he glanced at Lily. If the witch's relics had been buried, then Lily would have to dig up the grave. After all, she was the best at digging holes. Lily noticed Hao Ren's eyes and suddenly shivered. She retracted her claws and hid behind Nangong Wuyue. "Mr. Landlord, don't look at me! Digging a hole is not the same as digging a grave! "
Fortunately, the things left behind by the witch were not buried. As Hao Ren expected, people who accidentally fell into such a situation would find a way to pass on their story to their compatriots who might visit again. The witch left a lot of things and asked her native friends to keep them safe.
Bonia led them into the temple, which was actually a larger stone house. She found some badly discolored parchment rolls, stone slabs with engravings, and a lot of miscellaneous things in an ancient stone box. "These are left behind by the witch."
Hao Ren felt like he had found a treasure. These things were what he wanted. Vivian could not wait to check the relics. She saw scrolls and pieces of paper made of black goatskin, a ritual knife carved from obsidian, a glass bottle that once contained magic potions, some pieces of cloth, and a pair of old special gloves that the witches often wore when brewing medicinal soup. These things were undoubtedly from Earth. She even found an eight-century-old coin in the pile of old things. This small rusty piece of metal stunned her for a long time. "… Ten thousand years, a whole ten thousand years, this is the first time I've found money …"
Hao Ren slapped the coin away from Vivian's hand. "Don't be silly. You didn't find this. This is her relic."
"Almost the same," Vivian pouted. "I used to dig up other people's graves and never found any money."
"Ahem," Hao Ren quickly cleared his throat and changed the topic. "Let's see what's written on these parchments."
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