Long Xingtu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Princess Rong Jing, "It's useless to cry, be careful of your health."

Princess Rong Jing raised her head and covered her handkerchief on her eyes.

Long Xingtu thought, "From the perspective of a doctor, it should be a single part of the body that has undergone abnormal changes and has nothing to do with fate. The world is so great that there are all kinds of people with six fingers. Although the six fingers are not the majority, they are not alien. According to me, any curse of gods and ghosts is just a resentment released by the person who cannot rest his eyes before his death, and it is not enough to believe."

"Yes, I don't believe it, but Zhuo Ya's fate was linked to the curse of the clan and Princess Hayda." Princess Rong Jing was full of regret. "That Chinese Valentine's Day, Zhuo Ya was exactly fifteen years old. She was extremely beautiful. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of many young men in the clan, including my prince. Prince was the bravest hunter in the clan. He went into the mountain alone, hunted a bear, cut down a pair of bear paws and gave it to Zhuo Ya, winning Zhuo Ya's heart. Seeing that they were in love, Uncle Li slowly let go of the worries hidden in his heart. He thought that the prince was the son of the clan leader, the future ruler of Jiuli, and had the ability to protect Zhuo Ya who was born into an alien. However, things were unpredictable. Not long after the secret of Zhuo Ya's six fingers was revealed, my prince suddenly became seriously ill and died without treatment!"

The dragon star map's pupils floated and shocked, "So, Zhuo Ya became the culprit?"

"Yes! The whole clan unanimously agreed that the prince has always been healthy, how could he get sick for no reason? It must be Zhuo Ya's six-fingered evil spirit. She was the curse brought down by Hayda. She was the witch who reincarnated three hundred years later. She killed the heir and suffered from the whole clan! The night before the prince's funeral, my father tied Zhuo Ya to the punishment stage according to the clan rules, intending to burn her to bury her for the prince. Kangba and Uncle Li knelt in front of my father and begged hard, but my father was still unmoved. Later, Zhuo Ya said that she was willing to cut off her finger to show her innocence. I helped to plead, but my father finally agreed, so Zhuo Ya held a knife and cut off the extra finger himself!"

Princess Rong Jing took the handkerchief and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Guess what happened afterward?"

Long Xingtu frowned: "Zhuo Ya's method of cutting her finger to save her life has not really saved her life?"

Princess Rong Jing nodded, "Yes. Princess died, Zhuo Ya felt so heartbroken. She was not afraid of death. She was willing to accompany Princess Li to the underworld, but she could not hurt Uncle Li and Kangba's hearts, so she chose to protect herself in front of her clan members, which seemed ruthless and unrighteous." Princess Rong Jing sighed, "About two months after Princess Zhuo Ya fell ill. Although the doctor tried his best to treat him, she still had no fight against the King of Hell. Since then, Uncle Li has gone crazy."

"I don't understand why the curse cannot be overcome when people are dead? More than three years later, whenever something happens, do you think it is a curse that is causing trouble?" Long Xingtu said in confusion.

Princess Rong Jing's face showed helplessness, "There is no way, the curse is like a curse, which has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. The inner demons of the tribe will not be easily removed."

Long Xingtu thought for a brief moment and said, "The autopsy will be over soon. I want to go and see Uncle Li, is that okay?"

"Okay, I'll take you to find Uncle Li. In addition, there may be records of the other missing saints in Jiuli Ethnic Affairs, so I'll help you find it."

"OK."
Chapter completed!