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."

smirked slightly. "Not now, maybe. But it might

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

and hissed, "Yes, Master! I remember it vividly. The rain that day was torrential, and the wind was howling! I couldn't control it—it wasn't

think about it... the river changed after that rainstorm! Could this be what humans

to the black serpent. Despite its awakened

Wynter instructed, "We'll head to

had been burned here but instead looked like it had

tall, its proximity to human habitation made it a

wary stares. It was unusual for outsiders to come

walked, the more uneasy she felt. It was an instinctual discomfort, like something primal

of the 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 the

at Martin. "We're not

his chest puffed up. "This mountain may not be tall, but it's full of dry brush. You young folks don't

don't have cash on me. How about

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