Cub Nursery

"Remember what you saw today. Maybe you will never have the chance to see such a grand event again in the future." The short priest didn't know if it was intentional. It’s not too far away, but the words were not addressed to Yan Xun, but to the busy men, “We have waited too long for this day. From the tribe to the office, and then to the office, count hundreds of years forward From the beginning, the priests are already preparing."

The short priest at this moment is a little different from usual, he doesn't seem so impulsive and irritable, but rather calm, "These years have not all been smooth, and there is a good chance that the priests almost suffered a catastrophe , but in the end...we know where we are today."

"Do you know why?"

The men who were busy preparing the sacrifices did not speak. Some of them may know or some may not, but it is clear that the work in front of them is the most important thing.

They are all very short, compared to the men of other tribes, they are like children, but no one will despise them because of this, on the contrary, the tall men around them are subconsciously wary of them, for no other reason, they are strong enough Let people ignore their size.

"Even if you know it, you don't need to say it." The short priest snorted coldly, "After so many years and step by step to the present, even the most difficult weeds have long been trampled down and turned into a bare path!"

There is a way to go, in a sense, it means that they are right.

What the short priest said was a bit ahead of his time. He struggled to survive in various tribes. He lived by hunting and gathering wild fruits every day. He didn't even have words, let alone create culture. Now these people that the short priest said Few people will understand at all.

Perhaps some of the priests who are also priests can understand, or some people will be slightly inspired, but Yan Xun must be among the people who can definitely understand.

Or Yan Xun, who has experienced a lot, even in the future and in ancient times, and is a cultural communicator, he can definitely understand.

"It's hard to get to where you are today, you all have to be careful and don't make any mistakes, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" The short priest suddenly changed his momentum and returned to his usual arrogant and domineering manner. , looking like he doesn't care about anything.

Yan Xun stared at the short priest, and found that he didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, either on purpose, or he didn't care about him at all, those words were not meant for him, but is it possible?

The biggest possibility is that the short priest is not as simple as Yan Xun sees on the surface, he is even so powerful that he deceived Yan Xun.

"Master Jing." Yan Xun's throat felt dry, and he was at a loss for the first time.

He thought he was planning a strategy and everything was under control, but the sacrifice hadn't even started yet, just when the sacrifice was just being prepared, something happened that he didn't expect or expect at all.

"Wait and see." Jing Fengye held Egg Dalan and Egg Dazi slightly harder, then raised his hand and gently touched Yan Xun's cheek, "My lord, let's wait and see. Don't forget your ability , no matter what will become of this sacrificial ceremony, it will always remain the same!"

No matter what the sacrifice will become, Yan Xun will not change what he wants to do, let alone mess up his position now.

Yan Xun took a deep breath, and stopped staring at the short priest, "I see."

Even if some things are destined to change, Yan Xun can't change his goal.

The priests didn't seem to notice the turbulent undercurrent between Yan Xun and the short priest, and they all stared at the sacrifice. Some priests even took out a stone slab with a strange-looking bone spur standing on it Put it on the ground and adjust it left and right.

It looks like he is studying time, but Yan Xun always feels that things will not be that simple.

"Are you ready?" the short priest suddenly asked, "Can we start now?"

The shamans were all ready, but no one jumped up and said to start.

The short priest jumped out suddenly, and the others looked at each other with many twists and turns in their hearts, but no one was willing to answer.

The sacrifice has not started yet, even if generations of people have been preparing for it for so many years, and everything is ready, there is no guarantee that this sacrifice will be successful, not to mention that Yan Xun is involved in it.

Therefore, under the premise that success cannot be guaranteed, no one is willing to stand up, for fear that if they fail, they will become the target of public criticism.

The cleverness of the short priest is that although he was the first to jump out, he didn't make a decision on behalf of all the priests, he just jumped out to ask, so that he just removed himself and didn't have to be the first bird.

"You make the decision." The short priest looked around, and finally looked at the tribe priest, "Your tribe is the most powerful, and you have to stand at the front no matter what the reason is, and...he is provoked by your tribe." Come, although we priests can help, we cannot make decisions for you."

Because no one spoke, the short priest quickly seized the opportunity and ordered the tribal priest.

I have been trying my best to reduce my sense of existence, I don't want to be noticed, even the sacrifices I prepared are well-regulated and unobtrusive, and the tribal priest himself didn't say a word, just didn't want anyone to think about him. stand up.

But the short priest called his name at this time.

At this moment, the tribal priest suddenly realized that the short priest was not as arrogant as he appeared on the surface, and his strength was not as weak as he seemed.The people around the short priest seemed to be different from the people he brought with him when he showed up earlier. These people were obviously stronger and more loyal.

The tribal priest suddenly had a sense of absurdity that he had never seen through the short priest.

"You..." The tribal priest was forced to stand up, but he didn't want to be pushed away by the short priest, but looked at him fixedly, "Do you still remember the apprentice you trained?"

"Of course I remember." The short priest couldn't see any flaws on his face, he brushed over the topic very lightly, and asked again, "Are you going to take the lead?"

"...Yes!" The tribal priest almost gritted his silver teeth. He had already been pulled out by the short priest, and even if he retreated now, he would be pushed out by other priests, so he simply took a step forward.

The short priest retreated quickly, and quickly merged into the other priests, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

Standing on Jing Fengye's shoulder, Yan Xun understood all this, and then saw the short priest commanding the people around him pretending to have nothing to do, the creepy feeling came again.It seems that he is in the chess game from beginning to end, and he can never jump out.

"My lord." Jing Fengye reminded softly.

"I know." Yan Xun suddenly came back to his senses, and realized that he was being affected again in a trance, so he slapped his face vigorously, neither looking nor thinking.

All the preparations for the sacrificial ceremony are in place, and the priests are all ready to fight. It is true that everything is ready and only the east wind is owed.

No matter how unwilling the tribal priest was, he had to stand up and take the lead in announcing the official start of the sacrifice.It's just that he was still a little unwilling, staring at Yan Xun fiercely with his eyes, as long as he found an opportunity, he would definitely do it without hesitation.

Yan Xun didn't care about tribal priests, he cared more about short priests.

However, at this time, the short priest, like other priests, began to process the sacrifice step by step. With a slight slip of the sharp bone knife in his hand, the sacrifice fell to the ground with a bang, and blood gushed out from the broken blood vessels, leaving it just like that. to the ground.

The priest in front of him is a little different from the one that Yan Xun saw in the body of the red chicken back then. The sacrifice did not approach the stone gate by himself, no, he has not seen the existence of the stone gate yet.

Suddenly, Yan Xun felt a little dazed in front of his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he found that everything in front of him was different.

"My lord." Jing Fengye's voice was a little tense, even a little nervous.

"I can see it." Yan Xun said in a deep voice, "Monsters, ideologies, no wonder I thought the little priest was a little weird before, and the area around the stone gate was also a little weird."

When the little priest opened, the monsters near the stone gate were real, and the dark red blood was also real, and the half-grown bats were even less likely to be illusory, and now the blue bats are still hovering above Yan Xun's head, from time to time Showing your face makes many people feel uneasy, and they always have to look at the top of their heads from time to time.

But when the great sacrificial priest opened and the people participating in the sacrificial ceremony passed through the stone gate, they couldn't find anything strange.

At that time, Yan Xun had vaguely guessed in his mind, now that he saw the changes around the priest with his own eyes, his guess can be confirmed.

"Get up!" The short priest suddenly shouted not far away.

His expression was unprecedentedly serious, and with a loud shout, the bone knife in his hand flew rapidly at the same time, the sacrifices fell one after another, blood gushed out, and the ground under his feet was instantly dyed red.

The soil was getting wet, almost bleeding, and the sacrifice above was still bleeding out.

The smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger, and soon it made people feel a little out of breath.

Yan Xun stared at the short priest without blinking, and saw him bend down quickly. From others' point of view, he didn't catch anything, but Yan Xun clearly saw that he grabbed a handful of blood that appeared on the surface of the blood. The worm-like monster in it is thrown into the air above the sacrifice.

Monster-like bugs are invisible to others, but he can clearly see them. Perhaps if the red chicken is here, he can also clearly see them, because these monsters have no entity, but ideology.

And following the actions of the short priest, monsters appeared in the air, with long or short bodies rolling over and over, gradually covered with blood and a strong smell of blood.

In the eyes of others, it was the priests whose hands and eyes were open to the sky, suddenly locked the blood that was spilling out of the blood, and even grabbed a part of the water vapor, mixed it, and formed a slowly tumbling, seemingly incomprehensible thick mist.

The increasingly dense mist slowly covered the sacrifice below, and it was almost invisible from the side.

The same is true in other places, the movements of the priests are not too different.

"Don't move!" Just as Yan Xun was about to get off Jing Fengye and try to get closer to the thick fog, the short priest not far away suddenly said, "Now is not the time, why are you in a hurry? It will all be yours, there has never been a mistake before, and there will be no mistake this time. Don't worry, back off, and start when I say start."

Probably because of the thick fog rising, the thick fog spread, and the surroundings gradually became blurry, so the short priest looked towards Yan Xun very accurately.