little tailor

Chapter 135 Baizhen Soup

"Children, your hearts have been baptized by the holy rain, and your healthy bodies have also been baptized by the holy rain. Now we are going to hold a sacrificial ceremony. Children under the age of 12, come forward."

The holy rain gradually weakened until finally, it disappeared without a trace.

This is a feast of sacrificial ceremony!
The holy rain is just the beginning, the next is the highlight.

But no matter what happens next, Lin Yan and Qin Yi are extremely satisfied at the moment. She filled his jade bottle full, and Qin Yi even filled a bottle and a half of holy rain. Bently watching the witch doctor sing blessings for every child under the age of 12.

The adults sat on the sidelines, watching their children receive chanting and blessings, and their spiritual satisfaction was unprecedented.

The sadness of the day seems to be fading away, and the people of Arabe at night enjoy the joy and laughter of this moment to the fullest.

"This world is really magical. Do you think there are really gods guarding them?"

A shallow voice echoed in Lin Yan's ear.

"Ok?"

Turning his head, there was still a playful smile in his eyes towards the children in front of him, and it took a while before he realized what she said.

"Maybe there is, otherwise why were they able to kill two Ugin apes today?"

After saying this, the two turned their heads to look at the warm and harmonious scene in the field. At this time, the young master Huang Er was accepting the singing, and a transparent light shone on his head. The steamed bun face and the glowing light above his head made him as cute as an angel.

Huang Er was the last child to receive the chanting, he was special, and it took a little longer to receive the chanting.

After a while, the witch doctor put down his hand and waved it.

"Go to rest with your mother, Huang Er."

After watching the little Huang Er bouncing away, the witch doctor glanced around the Huangbu and Chi tribe people, and finally glanced at Lin Yan and Qin Yi deliberately, the indifference in his eyes made people wonder for no reason. Get a little angry.

"Huangmeng, bring a few people to bring out the big soup and meat from Wujin Yuan, and let everyone enjoy it."

Huangmeng obediently took a few strong men to a distance to watch the boiling soup. They took out pottery bowls from the stone house and scooped the hot soup into them.

It is said that the big soup was made by the witch doctor with the prescription given by the gods. It contains hundreds of precious elixir and hundreds of rare birds. Every year, the people of Huangbu work hard for such a big pot , Collect the rare elixir and rare birds and beasts in it, and boil it into such a big pot, which can make the strong men in Arabe even more mighty and majestic.

This was when Wujin Ape was being moved in the afternoon, and Huang Meng told them that they only knew another use of hunting Ujin Ape.

After a while, bowls of soup came over.

The people of Arabe were very generous, but when they got the big bowl of soup, they still held it carefully, as if it was not a big bowl of soup, but a bowl of treasure.

They carefully touched the edge of the big bowl with their lips, and then took small sips. After taking a sip, the faces of the big black men turned red immediately, looking like they were drunk. The big man drank his favorite wine.

Lin Yan and Qin Yi looked at each other.

Lin Yan and Qin Yi also got a bowl.

The big soup in the big bowl in his hand was dark and sticky. At first glance, one would think it was a simple batter with black ingredients added, and it was very sparse and ordinary.

"Where are the exotic beasts inside?"

Holding the pottery bowl almost the size of a human head, Lin Yan was dumbfounded. What is the blackness inside?

The soup made by this rare beast and Wujin ape was completely out of his imagination.

Qin Yi was also dumbfounded, but maybe the witch doctor's disgusted and contemptuous eyes were too bright, she restrained her expression a little, raised her eyebrows, and said with a flick of her mouth.

"Maybe it's boiled, look how long they boiled it, they started to boil it as soon as the first Ugin ape moved back, and when I passed by tonight, I heard them say that the fire that boiled it was actually a kind of holy fire , I really don’t know where this primitive tribe got the torch from?”

Holy fire?

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly glanced at Qin Yi. Her expression was very indifferent, with a lazy look on her face. The bonfire in the night cast a strange light on her face, and her long eyelashes were hanging down. Her face casts a startling little shadow and curve.

"This place can't even use vitality, and there is a holy fire? It's incredible."

Since there is a sacred flame, this world is probably not much different from other worlds, so he couldn't understand why he and Qin Yi's vitality could not be used.

"Stop talking, the witch doctor has looked at us several times."

Urging in a low voice, even the voice is full of charm.

"Huchihuchi..."

Lin Yan is far from being as cautious as the people from the Arabe. Anyway, it doesn't matter if he drinks it early or late. Naturally, he pours a large bowl into his mouth in three or two gulps.

I didn't see how painful the eyes of the people around him were when they looked at him, and then it was even more exaggerated. After the heartache was over, it was condemnation.

How can you be so reckless?

A good bowl of treasures was poured into the mouth without tasting it, it was a waste of a big bowl of soup.

His idea was beautiful, but once he drank it, he realized how wrong his idea was.

It's so delicious!
He even wanted to swallow his tongue, the aroma lingering on the tip of the tongue exploded, and then he felt as if his body exploded, the position of his dantian actually shook, and his vitality suddenly surged.

"what?"

A burst of vitality emerged, jumping continuously at Lin Yan's fingertips.

"My vitality is back? Yours is back too?"

Qin Yi glanced at the vitality beating at his fingertips, and his black eyes were unexpectedly covered with a layer of beautiful mist.

"I see, maybe this is after receiving various baptisms from the aborigines to restore strength?"

"It's just speculation."

Playing with the crimson vitality jumping from his fingertips, Lin Yan's eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a small black whirlpool in his eyes that kept spinning.

At this moment, the witch doctor's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Chiefs of Chi tribe, how do you feel?"

"Hahaha, the Arabe's reputation is indeed well-deserved. This Baizhen soup is really a rare treasure among the rare treasures in the world. The holy rain is also a precious treasure in the essence of the world. We are really honored by the hospitality of the Arabe tribe. When the sacrificial ceremony of our Chi tribe, Huangbu, you must also have someone come to see the sacrificial ceremony of my Chi tribe."

The voice was familiar and loud. Lin Yan looked over, and it was the cautious Chi tribesman from yesterday.

(End of this chapter)