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By the time the group arrived at the family council building, the patriarchs and elders who were originally on the third floor had already gathered in the lobby on the first floor to stand with the old, weak, women and children, and the atmosphere became a little tense.
Seeing this scene, Mo Ni felt chills all over her body. She looked around, and all the elders who inadvertently looked at her felt a chill in their hearts.
"Who can tell what's going on here? Where is Elder Tusle?"
She spoke lightly, her voice was not loud, but it cheered everyone up, and the room suddenly fell silent.
"Miss, miss..."
At this moment, a thin and small body nimbly passed through the crowd like a squid, and finally came to Moni's side, and said out of breath:
"Miss, Elder Tusle and the old family are waiting for you at the family cemetery."
It was the girl Emma who came, and the little girl was obviously very anxious. While speaking, she dragged Mo Ni to the back of the parliament hall.
Both the elder and father are there? Could it be that something happened again? Moni didn't think too much, and followed Emma to the ancestral hall.
The cemetery of the Kunier family is located in the depths of the courtyard behind the parliament hall of the Kunier family. Because it belongs to the place where the family worships ancestors, no one is allowed to enter except for the main descendants of the main line of the family, so When Emma walked to the entrance of the cemetery, an old man guarding the cemetery stopped them, and only Monie could enter.
Speaking of which, this is the second time for Mo Ni to come to the family cemetery, and the first time, she personally buried her mother's ashes in this land. From an emotional point of view, this place did not leave him any good memories .
She nodded to the old man, then walked in alone, walked through the tree-lined path, climbed up a section of hillside, and finally saw the small tombstone, lying there alone, while the surrounding area was covered with rusty tombstones. The iron fence formed a circle. This is the cemetery of the Kunier family, a shabby cemetery.
At this time, the old patriarch Ruhr was hunched over, holding a cane, and was looking at a tombstone motionlessly, while Elder Tusr stood aside silently.
Mo Ni walked up and glanced at the tombstone. It was the largest tombstone in the family cemetery, and there were two simple lines written on it:
"Haytham Kunier King's Whispers."
To be honest, he had seen the words written on this tombstone when he was five years old, but he still didn't understand what the meaning of "Whispers of the King" really meant, but at this time, seeing her father's concentration, her heart With a little guesswork.
"Father, it's so cold, why are you here, pay attention to your body."
Mo Ni walked up naturally, supported her father, and said with concern.
Ruhr's heart warmed, and he showed a smile of gain. He sighed, looked at his daughter's haggard face seriously, and combed his sideburns for him with pity. The wives overlapped together, but soon separated again.
"Monny, time is running out, so I'll make a long story short. Listen carefully, the history of our family is not as simple as it seems. In order to prevent this kind of crisis in the family, our ancestors specially prepared a way out for us. You Do you want to know?"
Ruhr asked in a solemn voice.
"A way out? Father, since there is a way out, why didn't you say it earlier."
"That's because this back road is related to some secret history of the family, and only the heads and elders of each generation are qualified to know."
Ruhr said calmly, suddenly he raised his head, his blue eyes suddenly shone brightly, he looked at his daughter seriously and asked word by word:
"Moni Kunier, are you willing to become the forty-second generation Patriarch who protects the family's glory?"
The sudden question made Mo Ni a little confused, but obviously, Ruhr did not intend to force him but reminded:
"You have to think clearly, if you become the head of the family, you must work hard for the glory and survival of the family, and your dream of a magister may be..."
Mo Ni looked at her father calmly. He was just under 50 years old, and there were already some wrinkles on his face. Although his aging was completely caused by the virus in his body, his father had indeed changed over the years. A lot older.
Looking at her father's hopeful and guilty eyes, Mo Ni nodded:
"I would like to..."
"well."
Ruhr seemed to have exhausted all his strength to say these two words, then turned his face, looked at Tusr, and nodded to him.
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Not long after, Emma happily ran to the parliament hall again, excitedly announcing good news to everyone:
"Moni has officially succeeded as the head of the family, and his first order, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com is that everyone immediately gather at the family cemetery and take refuge."
It is estimated that no one thought that in the family cemetery, there would be such a secret tunnel that had been hidden for an unknown number of years.
A group of people walked cautiously along the dark and damp stairs to the depths for about ten minutes. They could vaguely hear the sound of rushing water.
This is an extremely huge space. It should have been pitch black at a depth of 100 meters underground, but it is faintly visible because of the two flowing rivers.
It is more appropriate to say that it is a river, but it should be called a stream, but the width of the stream is slightly larger. The sources of the two streams come from two giant stone water bottles dug on both sides of the wall, and the gurgling stream flows from the water bottles. flow out.
The water glowed with a faint blue luster, illuminating this inch of space like a firefly, and the flowing stream did not stop moving.
The small stream of water continued to flow along the one-meter-wide water channels artificially dug on both sides of the corner, and finally completely covered the ground of the entire space, which made the space bright.
Looking at the clear blue stream, Luka bent down a little intoxicated, and stretched out his hand to fish it out. A bone-chilling cold immediately spread up his arms, and he shivered.
He shook his hand, only to find that the water in his palm had turned into a thin film of ice, sticking to his hand. He couldn't help being shocked, the water was a little too weird.
Other people who saw Luka's hand couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, subconsciously moved away from the waterway, but some people still stared at the stream obsessively, and finally couldn't resist its temptation, stretched out their hands, and because of this, they ate a lot Unfortunately, in just a few tens of minutes, the hands of 30 clansmen were frostbitten.