Chapter 166: Guardian faith

The old village chief knelt down for a moment, and slammed his head three times towards the wordless stele. "Shui Wunan, the 18th generation descendant of the Shuiyun Army, came to see him, and kowtow to Lord Goddess."
Han Fei's eyes widened, and he looked at the wordless stele suddenly, and a glimmer of disbelief flashed in his eyes, Goddess?
Could it be that this is the tombstone of the legendary goddess?
After the old village chief kowtowed his head, he stood up, his eyes filled with awe, and said: "The light of the goddess will always shine on the earth."
This sentence dispelled a lot of Han Fei's original surprise. Had it not been known that this was ancient, Han Fei would have thought it was a brainwashing organization.
"This is... the tombstone of the goddess?"
This sentence made the old village chief jumped up with anger, "Nonsense! How could this be the tombstone of Lord Goddess! Is this girl Han trying to tarnish our faith!"
Han Fei coughed twice and said, "Then what is the purpose of this wordless monument?"
After the old village chief suppressed his anger, he led Han Fei around the rows of spiritual positions and came to the bottom of the tombstone. There was a small sarcophagus. The old village chief shivered and pushed the sarcophagus away, revealing the inside. thing.
Han Fei took a look at it. It was a stone, um, it was a stone with very delicate patterns.
There was another thing next to the stone, a bracelet, but the bracelet was so broken and old, it was definitely a type that no one would pick up on the ground.
This sarcophagus contains a broken stone and broken bracelet?
The old village chief seemed to have seen the doubt in Han Fei’s eyes, and explained:
This is what our army guards. This is the seal of the dragon and tiger. It is a military talisman that can order our Shuiyun army. , Is the goddess bracelet, the bracelet that the goddess once wore, it is also the thing that our clan desperately wants to protect, it is the glory that the goddess entrusted to us."
When the old village chief said this, his tone was still faintly proud, his old eyes were red, as if he was reminiscing something.
Han Fei did not pay attention to his expression, but looked at these two things, as if there was still a piece of cloth pressed down, she said, "What's underneath?"
The old village chief said in a hesitant tone: "It's a manuscript."
"Manual?"
The old village chief nodded and said, "It's a manuscript from Lord Goddess. The Ninth Army has a manuscript."
Han Fei's heart started to itch, and said, "Can you open it for a look?"
The old village chief refused cleanly and closed the sarcophagus in one fell swoop. His movements were very numb, as if he was afraid that Han Fei would touch it.
Han Fei retracted her gaze very regretfully. For some reason, she had a faint hunch in her heart. The feeling of wanting to touch was too strong, but she is not a person who likes being difficult and self-willed. Since the other party is unwilling, Then she had to give up.
"Miss Han, we are the descendants of the Shuibian Village originally from the Shuiyun Army. This is a generation that has reproduced and lost blood, but has lived incognito. The old man does not dare to repeat the glory of his ancestors back then. I only hope that everyone To be able to live well and pass these things down from generation to generation. Guarding the glory of the goddess is the responsibility of our Shuiyun Army throughout the life and cannot be shirk."
The old village chief who said this seemed to be several decades younger suddenly, and his body exuded a burst of lofty ambition.
Han Fei was slightly moved, that belief would be indestructible, and she felt this sentence deeply for the first time.
However, I don’t know how many times the word ‘Goddess’ has appeared. Could it be that the legendary figures like myths really exist?
Holding this doubt, Han Fei fixedly looked at the wordless monument.
The old village chief did not speak, but seemed to be immersed in some kind of emotional thoughts. For a time, the three of them did not speak.
After a while, the old village chief cleared up his mood and said: "Let's go out, don't disturb the resting place of our ancestors."
Han Fei had no objection, and walked out together. Then, before the door was about to close, she glanced at the scene inside and remembered the scene inside.
The old village head locked the lock again. At this time, Han Fei asked casually: "Aunt Ping, can I ask?"
Lu Ping has wiped away her tears, and her emotions have calmed down a lot. After hearing Han Fei say this, she showed an expression that she had known for a long time, and said, "You want to ask how my husband died?"
Han Fei nodded.
Lu Ping looked at the old village head, and the old village head nodded, and she took a deep breath and said: "While looking for the lost place, she was ambushed and fell off the endless cliff."
Too many unfamiliar terms appeared in a row, Han Fei's head was a little dizzy, but she still calmly said: "It's really sad, you are a great wife and mother."
In an instant, Lu Ping's tears were about to fall again, and her feelings for Han Fei deepened.
When the three returned to the camp, the villagers looked at the three of them eagerly, focusing on the old village head. They didn’t want to have conflicts with Girl Han. The best way is that the old village head’s attitude is not so determined. All right.
The old village chief showed a smile and said, "Everyone, eat the meat. Girl Han will always be here. Everyone will take care of it more."
When this sentence fell, everyone began to scream wildly, and let out a howl of excitement, which was more like a soldier's blood.
Han Fei smiled and looked at it. As if thinking of something, the old village chief asked more: "Miss Han, the old man has a question I really want to know."
Han Fei said, "Want to know how I saw it?"
The old village chief nodded humbly.
The villagers who were in the audience also looked over curiously, let alone, everyone was very curious how this Korean girl knew. They have lived in seclusion in this place for so many years, but they have never been discovered.
Han Fei thought for a while and gave a more precise word, "Because of the look in his eyes."
The old village chief was puzzled. "The look? What look?"
Han Fei smiled and said, "It's not like the poor eyes of the poor."
Old village chief: "..."
Han Fei coughed and gave a more serious word, "Well, your eyes are not like ordinary people. They are sharp and bright. More importantly, you are very united. During my time here, I I haven't seen anyone quarreling."
This is what Han Fei cares most about.
In a village that is so remote, and families live so close to each other, how can there be no conflicts between neighbors? But since Han Fei appeared, she hasn’t seen anyone having a dispute, and she didn’t even have a mouthful. It can be said to be quite friendly. Under normal circumstances, how could this be the case. To make things difficult, how can such a long time get along without friction?
That can only illustrate one point, they are strictly disciplined.