The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1706 Rituals for the Gods

Wynter took a few steps closer to the river, intending to inspect further.

However, Dalton, who was standing beside her, grabbed her arm firmly. "There's something there."

Wynter followed his gaze. She had to admit, Dalton had incredible vision. Even from this distance, he had spotted a piece of golden parchment pinned under a stone near the water's edge.

Wynter frowned. "Has someone been burning parchment here?"

The golden parchment was commonly used in funerary rites or ancestral worship, and it certainly wasn't something one would expect to find in a place like this. And, judging by the parchment's condition, it didn't seem like it originated here.

She bent down to pick up the parchment and inspected it before turning to the others. "Balmond, did anyone check the mountains?"

The mountains?

Balmond shook his head. "This river doesn't flow down from the mountains."

"Not now, maybe. But it might as well be a mountain stream during heavy

was clearly scoured by water. Look into the weather records was there a heavy

remember it vividly. The rain that day was

I think about it... the river changed after that rainstorm!

reply to the black serpent. Despite its awakened intelligence, it was obvious it

Wynter instructed, "We'll

like it had been burned here but instead looked like

mountain wasn't particularly tall, its proximity to human habitation

drew wary stares. It was unusual for outsiders to come to this area, especially

It was an instinctual discomfort, like

feeling, a man, Martin Clove, stepped out to block their path. "This is not a tourist spot. If you're here for fun, go back to

"We're not here

for. Outsiders aren't allowed in." Martin spoke with his chest puffed up. "This mountain may not be tall, but it's full of dry brush. You young folks

a smile, she said, "I don't have cash on me. How about this? If you let us in

glanced over his shoulder. "I'll think about bringing you guys