ebookland Chapter 216 The Treasure of the Clan
Chapter 216 The Treasure of the Clan
"Miss Murong, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! If it were not for your kind heart and great magical powers, my Tang family would probably still be struggling under the shadow of the curse. I don't know how many members of the family would have lost their lives innocently. I will never forget this kindness!" His words were full of sincerity and honesty, and his eyes were slightly red.
Murong Ling'er, dressed in white as white as snow, looked as ethereal as a fairy. She waved her hand gently, the corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile, and said softly, "Don't worry, Patriarch Tang. This is also my fate with the Tang family. Just follow the method I just taught you in detail, and proceed step by step carefully. The matter of breaking the curse will naturally come naturally, and there will be no more obstacles."
Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a mountain spring, gurgling in everyone's hearts, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.
Tang Muyang nodded excitedly, looking like a child who had obtained a favorite toy.
He turned around impatiently and hurriedly gathered the other tribesmen, preparing to let them enter the magic circle one by one to break the curse.
When everyone first saw this formation shining with mysterious light and crisscrossed with runes, they all had doubts and confusion in their eyes, like a group of lonely boats lost in the vast ocean, not knowing where to go.
But with Tang Muyang's encouragement and Murong Ling'er's patient guidance, they still plucked up the courage and stepped into the magic circle carefully.
As colorful lights flashed, low moans, some painful and some comfortable, came from the magic circle.
Every member of the tribe who had completed the task of removing the curse had a face full of excitement and excitement, with tears glistening in their eyes, a light that was a mixture of the desire for a new life and gratitude to Murong Ling'er.
Some people even cried with joy, knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of Murong Ling'er, and shouted "Benefactor". The scene was very touching.
Murong Ling'er watched several people one after another intently as they finished removing the curse. Her bright eyes were fixed on every subtle change in the formation, not missing any possible mistakes.
Only after she was sure that the formation was running stably and no accidents would happen did she breathe a sigh of relief, flicked her sleeves, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Miss Murong, please stay!" Tang Muyang's loud voice sounded behind him.
Murong Ling'er turned around lightly, her eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Clan Leader Tang, what else is going on?"
At this time, Tang Muyang had already been convinced and had complete faith in Murong Ling'er. The last bit of hesitation in his heart, like the remaining snow in spring, melted away without a trace under the joyful sunshine of the successful removal of the curse.
He slightly turned sideways, made a "please" gesture, and took Murong Ling'er through the winding corridor to a quiet and secluded courtyard.
This small courtyard is shaded by green trees and blooming flowers. There is also a small rockery in the corner. The gurgling water flows down from the rockery, making a crisp and pleasant sound, just like a paradise.
Tang Muyang stood still, rubbing his hands nervously before speaking, "Miss Murong, your kindness to our Tang family is like a towering mountain or a vast ocean. Even if our Tang family gave everything they had, it would still be difficult to repay even a fraction of it."
"I have an item here. It's a treasure that has been passed down through the generations of my Tang family and has always been considered the family's treasure. I would like to give it to Miss Murong. I hope that Miss Murong will consider my family's sincerity and not refuse it."
As he spoke, he carefully took out an antique wooden box from his arms. The wooden box was dark brown in color and carved with delicate and mysterious patterns. It faintly exuded an ancient and distant atmosphere, as if telling the vicissitudes and stories of the years.
Seeing this, Murong Ling'er speculated in her heart that Tang Muyang wanted to give her some vulgar things like gold, silver and jewelry. Although one should not accept gifts without merit, considering the Tang family's intentions, she did not refuse.
But when her eyes fell on the wooden box, she was slightly startled, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart.
Murong Ling'er was about to reach out to take the wooden box and open it to find out what was inside, but was stopped immediately by Tang Muyang with his quick eyes and hands.
Tang Muyang looked solemn, his eyes revealing a hint of mystery. He lowered his voice and said, "Miss Murong, please do not open this item now. Wait until you leave this place and find a quiet and deserted place. It is best to open it when you are alone. You will know the reason later."
Murong Ling'er was very smart and naturally would not think that Tang Muyang had any intention of harming her. She immediately thought that the things in the box must be extremely precious and might even hide some unknown secrets.
She was about to politely decline, but Tang Muyang seemed to see through her thoughts and said first: "Ms. Murong, your great kindness will be remembered by our Tang family. This is just a small token of our appreciation. If you are unwilling to accept it, I will feel uneasy. Please do not refuse it." His words were sincere and his attitude was firm, making it difficult to refuse.
Seeing this, Murong Ling'er could no longer refuse, so she nodded gently and said to Tang Muyang with a smile: "Since Patriarch Tang is so kind, I would like to thank Patriarch Tang for his kindness." After that, she took the wooden box with both hands and carefully put it in her arms.
After receiving the things, Murong Ling'er did not stay any longer and turned to walk out of the yard.
The sunlight shines on her, outlining a beautiful figure.
"Miss Murong, take care on your journey!" Tang Muyang shouted loudly as he looked at Murong Ling'er's departing back.
The voice echoed in the cave for a long time, as if it was his deep blessing and reluctance to part with Murong Ling'er.
Murong Ling'er paused slightly, without looking back, but just waved her hand gently, then quickened her pace and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
Murong Ling'er was determined to leave and did not stop or look back for a moment, so she did not see that the other side of the cliff was densely packed with men, women, and children of the Tang family.
From time to time, low sobs could be heard from the crowd, expressing their deep gratitude and reluctance to part with Murong Ling'er.
An old woman with gray hair clasped her hands together and muttered something, as if praying for Murong Ling'er. Several children tugged at their parents' clothes and asked in baby voices, "When will Sister Murong come back?"
Those innocent words, like soft daggers, pierced everyone's hearts.
It was not until Murong Ling'er's figure completely disappeared among the vast clouds that Tang Muyang slowly withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to bury all his emotions deep in his heart.
He turned around, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness, and shouted loudly: "My fellow tribesmen, Miss Murong has found a new place for us to live. It is the land of hope for our Tang clan. Now, we must move there as quickly as possible and start our new life!"
The sound resounded through the valley like a huge bell, stirring up ripples in the hearts of the tribe members.