Whitewash that High Priest [System]

It was almost winter, and the people of the Wagner tribe were busy every day, preparing what they needed to survive the winter.

Strong young men go out to hunt, while young women pick fruits and vegetables at the edge of the forest.

The older parents gathered together in twos and threes to build a small fire. While keeping warm, they could also mend some animal skins and make some simple but warm new clothes.

The most relaxed ones are those young children, they are happily running around in various places in the tribe, and their laughter can be heard in the whole tribe.

The parents looked at them from time to time, showing warm and kind smiles, and when they saw them wrestling because of their playfulness, they just shook their heads and yelled softly.

The atmosphere in the tribe is very good, and there is no sense of urgency about entering the cold winter at all.

But in fact, winter is the biggest difficulty faced by the Wagner tribe every year.

Every winter, many members of the tribe would leave the Wagner family because they could not withstand the severe cold, or could not withstand hunger due to insufficient food.

Elderly people, frail women, young children, and even strong young men may lose their lives because of a small wind and cold.

Nature is always the cruelest.

The people of the tribe are afraid of the harsh winter, but they have long been accustomed to its ruthlessness. If misfortune really befalls them, they can only accept such a fact helplessly, and they have no power to resist.

But until then, they still retain the right to enjoy life, and even if it is a little harder, they can still find a lot of fun in it.

Looking at children who are full of energy every day, they will feel extremely happy.

The child is their hope, the hope of the whole tribe.

The parents gathered around the fire, chatting about family affairs, and the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.Suddenly, one of Ah Mu saw a figure walking towards this side from a distance, rubbed his eyes and gasped, his expression suddenly changed.

"Master Feng is back!" She lowered her voice to remind the other parents sitting beside her, her tone couldn't tell whether she was more disgusted or more disappointed.

But it's not a good impression after all.

The fathers and mothers suddenly silenced, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Eminem, who was facing the figure, lowered his head, raised his eyelids secretly, and peeked at the figures that were getting closer and closer to them.

A few young children playing nearby didn't notice this, and they were still running and playing mischievously. Unfortunately, the little boy who looked five or six years old in the front turned his head, didn't see the figure in front of him, and bumped straight into it. He climbed up, and after an exclamation, he sat down on the ground.

The person called Lord Feng didn't have time to avoid it, and saw the child looking at him, looking like he was about to cry but didn't dare to cry, he looked really wronged.

Master Feng just stretched out his hand, and when he was about to help the child up, he was stopped by a Mu who suddenly jumped out from beside him, "Zai Zai! Why are you so careless! You bumped into Master Feng! Hurry up and apologize!"

Ah Mu lifted the child up, pressed his shoulders, bent over himself, and kept saying: "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, it's all the fault of Zai Zai, he is too naughty, I will make sure when I get back Teach him a lesson!"

Even though she said so, her hand blocked the child behind her without a trace, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like she was protecting her.

It's like the savage beast that Master Feng is in her mouth, if you don't pay attention, you will swallow the child into your stomach.

Master Feng didn't speak, just nodded indifferently, then walked around them and continued to walk forward.

After his figure completely disappeared from their sight, Ah Mu breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand that was pressing on the child's shoulder, rubbed his hair and said, "Be careful next time, if Mr. Feng If you blame it, you will have a hard time for a few days!"

The child just sniffled and cried out with a whoosh. It was obvious that he was terribly frightened, and now he let go of his courage to cry out.

Ah Mu caressed his little face that was flushed from crying, his eyes were full of indescribable complex emotions, and he sighed lightly: "Master Feng, he was not like this before...how did it change..."

No one can answer her doubts, maybe only the person called Lord Feng knows the answer, but she has no possibility to get everything she wants to know from him.

At this time, Master Feng was constantly speeding up his pace, wishing that he could open his legs and run, but due to his weak body, he couldn't do such an energy-consuming behavior.

Although the eyes of those parents behind him were obscure, there were quite a few of them. In addition, his own senses were excellent. Those eyes stuck to his back, making him feel very uncomfortable.

By the time he finally saw the animal skin tent that belonged to him, almost half an hour had passed.

Master Feng carefully observed the surroundings, and after making sure that there were no other people around, he slowed down a little, walked into the tent wearily, and tied the curtain from the inside.

In the next second, he collapsed on the low grass bed without any image.

The soft animal skin that covered his face was roughly torn off by him, revealing his almost transparent white complexion, ordinary people can tell at a glance that this person's body is extremely weak, and he is in a very bad state .

He was gasping for breath, trying to calm down the dullness in his chest. His chapped lips were bloodless, and they were opening and closing with his breath. The white mist filled his face, making him unable to see the scene in front of him clearly. .

He doesn't need to see clearly, his head is in chaos now, and memories that don't belong to him are filling his mind, which makes him a headache. He just wants to figure out what's going on right now.

This body is a young man with an extremely delicate appearance. He looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old. He is wearing a thick animal skin cloak. When he is walking, his figure cannot be seen. Now he is lying on the bed, but it is easy to see. You can find that he is really too thin, a little scary.

The young man was drooping his eyelids, and the thick and long eyelashes cast a trembling shadow on his lower eyelid, mixed with the black and blue under his eyes, anyone could see his discomfort at this moment.

After a long while, he propped himself up, leaned against the wooden board at the end of the bed, opened his eyes, and stared at the front with some confusion.

Different from his fair skin, the boy has a pair of round, pure black and clear eyes. It seems that because there is too little flesh on his face, which makes his eyes look extremely big, embedded in that small face, it looks wet It's very cute.

The top of the boy's head was covered with the same soft animal skin, but because of his violent movements just now, it was a little loose, revealing the hair that he wanted to cover up.

He is obviously a young man under 20 years old, but he has a head of dull white hair. From the end to the root of the hair, there is no black that a normal person should have, or other hair colors that are rare in the Wagner tribe.

Every time the young man went out, he would cover his cheeks, wrap his hair, and wear a thick animal skin cloak as he did just now, just to prevent the tribesmen from seeing that their sacrificial priest, Lord Feng, was actually on the verge of death. It's the end.

The boy discovered in the past few months that his body began to weaken for no reason, and his long black and smooth hair turned white overnight. What frightened him the most was that the divine power in his body also began to weaken. gradually collapsed.

He is the priest of the Wagner tribe, the person who bears the hope of the entire tribe. How could he just pass away before the next priest appears?

You must know that if the current priest loses his life before the next priest appears, this means that there is almost no hope for this tribe to have a priest with divine power.

The Wagner tribe does not have a large number of people and is not large in scale. It is just a tiny small tribe in this area. If there is not a priest with divine power in the tribe for generations, the Wagner tribe must have been divided up by other surrounding tribes. annexed.

Therefore, no matter what, the boy must not let the tribe know that their priest is dying.

Even if the price of doing so is to make the tribe misunderstand him, they mistakenly think that he has swelled up after the death of the previous priest and after he ascended the throne of the high priest, and he is unwilling to pretend to be kind and friendly. It revealed his true face of selfishness and hypocrisy.

Facing the clansman who came to ask for help with a broken leg, he just gave a little supernatural power as a gesture, and then stood aside and watched him forcefully ask the doctor to cut off the useless leg in order to survive, from now on Become a useless person, but without saying anything, turn and leave indifferently.

No one knew how tormented and heartbroken the young man was.

If he had the ability, who would want to see the tribe who greeted him friendly the day before, unwillingly become a useless person in front of his eyes!

But he didn't, his divine power was already so thin that it was almost imperceptible, and an ordinary small wound might exhaust him, let alone treating a person with a broken leg that was seriously infected.

The people's misunderstanding of him started from that moment and has continued until now.

Someone from the clan once defended the boy, saying that the old priest left too early, and Master Feng hadn't learned how to treat him.But after that, Lord Feng never showed his divine power in front of outsiders, and even every time the young and middle-aged tribesman went hunting, Lord Feng never prayed for them.

Prayer is the first skill that all priests have to learn, and this is something that all clansmen know.

Because of this, no one spoke for the boy anymore, and the image of the boy's selfishness and indifference was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

The young man had no intention of defending himself. He even thought that this was very good, so that the clansmen would think he was ruthless. When he left the clan to find a hidden place to wait for his death, they would not be surprised.

The clansmen would think that their priests were just too capricious, so they left them to wander outside instead of finding a place to wait for death alone.

Things were moving forward in the direction he imagined. When the young man felt that his life was about to end, he quietly left the tribe, hid in a hidden cave, and passed away peacefully.

However, a few hours later, the boy who had been lying quietly in the cave without breathing suddenly opened his eyes again, struggled to get up from the ground, and straightened his clothes, as if nothing had happened Same, back to the tribe.

No one knew that in just a few hours, the boy's shell had changed into a soul.

From the high priest of the Wagner tribe, Master Feng, to the monsoon who just won the Oscar statuette.