God's Descend

The people in the square were all panicked and defended themselves in a hurry.

"Master Chief, I apologize to you for me and my people..." The man who was kicked down got up again, he performed the etiquette of a soldier, looked at the young man in front of him frantically, and consciously ignored the staring man. his savage.

"I am the second son of the former chief. My name is Nv Ao. I have a high prestige in the clan. I swear that our Qiang Rong clan will be loyal to you... As for the two sinners who tried to plot rebellion..." He looked at the already frightened Nv Yuan and Rong Gan surrounded by angry people said with a blank expression, "Just leave it to me, my lord."

Hou Yi curled his lips, as if if he hadn't held the little slave in his hand, he would have punched him... He hated the way this man looked at his little slave.

Jiang Yunan was noncommittal, he raised his head and looked at the Qiang Rong people who knelt down and worshiped them: "I do know your ancestors... yes, it was the first ancient god Phoenix, he once asked me to do him a favor, but it is not It’s just a suggestion—let me help his descendants survive. Because he saw that in a long, long future, his bloodline has been completely cut off, and the only remaining one has become a monster with neither human nor ghost.”

The Qiang Rong people were about to cry, they regretted it, really regretted it.The old witch was helped over, and tremblingly, she asked the question that others wanted to ask but dared not ask: "You just said, after a long, long time, how long will it be?"

Jiang Yunan's expression was indifferent, and his expression softened when he faced the old witch: "It's been a long time, longer than the Qiang Rong clan. At that time, mortals could fly in the sky and control water, fire and wind for their own use. People lived In a house soaring into the sky, with weapons that could easily destroy an entire continent."

Even the most well-informed warriors in the Qiangrong clan who had been to the territory of the Japanese mother could not help but widen their eyes at the scene he spoke of. A woman covered her child's exclaiming mouth and listened intently...

Hou Yi tightened his arms slightly... Is this the domain of the gods?Such a good place, one day the little slave will go back, right? Yihan.

Hou Yi suddenly whispered: "So you are so obsessed with finding your god?"

Jiang Yunan didn't hear clearly, and he didn't care too much. He was devoting all his attention to pretending to be a magic stick and paying attention to the expressions of these natives.Regret and fear are written all over everyone's face, even those who still have doubts, lower their heads and don't know what they are thinking.

In fact, for modern people, this may not be a big deal, just like knowing that the sun will dry up one day, most people just care about the present.But people in this era are different.They are ignorant, but they have faith in their hearts. For people in this era, the soul is very important.

The clan is the home of the soul. Once the clan is exterminated, their souls will have no home, and they will become lonely ghosts.Just like the warriors of some tribes, they willingly surrendered to others as war slaves after the clan was exterminated, because they had no fighting spirit.

Hou Yi received the cue from the man in his arms and took him away in strides.Everyone who passed by spontaneously made a way out of it.

The old witch thought for a while and followed.

Inside the house, Jiang Yunan finally stepped on the ground.He casually pulled a piece of animal skin to cover the key parts, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Hou Yi to the ground.

As a primitive person, there is no modern sense of privacy at all. In some small clans, it is not uncommon for men to show their birds with their mouths open every day.

Hou Yi was burnt all over and hadn't had time to put on his clothes, and he didn't feel anything wrong when he lay down... But Jiang Yunan was caught off guard, his eyes were full, and he immediately looked away unnaturally.

He tore off an unknown animal skin skirt and threw it over: "Put it on."

"I don't know how long I haven't washed it, it smells disgusting." Hou Yi looked disgusted, he frowned, threw the animal skin skirt away, and rubbed himself.

Jiang Yunan's face changed, and he couldn't stand it anymore.Although the development is indeed very good, but such a rude behavior...he couldn't help but doubt again, is this person really his dragon?

Hou Yi suddenly said, "You really don't look like a clan member. Where is your god? Did you live with your god before?"

Jiang Yunan glanced at him and really didn't want to answer this question.

He has already figured it out, even if the origin of the soul is the same, this person and Zhuyin are not the same person after all.In this case, maybe it would be easier to kill him?

"Can you see it?"

Hou Yi nodded: "It was burned by that fire, but it's a bit strange..." He closed his eyes, grabbed a bone fragment next to the collapse, and threw it towards the door.

There was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling outside the door.

Jiang Yunan opened the door and looked down at the old witch who was trembling with fright on the ground. His face remained unchanged, and he helped her up without saying anything.

The white hair on the top of the old witch's head seemed to have been neatly shaved off by some sharp tool, exposing a two-finger-wide scalp, which looked symmetrical and somewhat comical.But no one can laugh.

Hou Yi opened his eyes and let out a sneer, and continued: "...I can 'see' more than before, and I can see what I couldn't see before without my eyes."

Jiang Yunan didn't bother to explain to him that this was called perspective, so he wrapped the animal skin tightly silently, and looked at the old witch: "Are you eavesdropping on us?"

"No..." The old witch fell to his knees with a plop, "My lord, I, I just..."

"You just came to see me and just heard us talking?"

The old witch was probably really in a hurry, and didn't hear the sarcasm in his words, so he nodded hastily and answered yes repeatedly.Jiang Yunan nodded, before he could speak, he heard Hou Yi behind him say, "She has something hidden on her body."

The old witch trembled violently when she heard the words, she raised her head and forced a smile: "How can there be anything, it's all for women's household... ah!"

Another bone splinter flew out like a knife, brushing past her scalp, a strand of silver hair fell by her feet, this time the bone splinter was not so gentle, and it drew a very shallow scar on her scalp.

Hou Yi lazily leaned on the bed: "There was an old witch before our Hou Shao family. I don't know where I heard that the blood of the chiefs of various tribes can strengthen the witch power, so I ate the youngest son of the chief... You have seen our chiefs, right?" , Just that old trash, that’s what he did back then, he chopped off that old witch’s head with a knife.”

Jiang Yunan thought about the scene, feeling a little disgusted.The old witch's face was even more pale, and his whole body was stiff and he dared not move.Devil... This man is simply a devil.

"Wizards have some ways to extend their life, and they can't die for a while," Hou Yi licked his lips, as if he was recalling something interesting, "...I remember that old guy at that time, he couldn't die from sunrise to sunset Fall, he only has half of his head left and he is still conscious, the ground is covered with white, red and yellow, which is quite disgusting."

Jiang Yunan kept a little distance away from Hou Yi in silence.He has already determined that this person is not only bloodthirsty and brutal, but also a psychopath.

The old witch kneeling on the ground was restless, and the thing in his arms fell out with a "click". It was a thing that looked like a foxtail, but there were a few small purple flowers blooming on it.

The old witch picked it up and handed it to Jiang Yunan: "It's just a herbal medicine, which is said to heal burns..."

Hou Yi glanced casually, his expression suddenly changed, he jumped on the couch and pulled away Jiang Yunan who wanted to pick him up, kicked the old witch over, his face was very fierce: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Yunan found out that this barbarian really likes to kick others.

Hou Yi looked at the flower vigilantly: "This is the devil's weed. It can devour people's souls and become like a newborn baby. It can do whatever other people say..."

Oh, brainwashing drugs?It can still turn people into puppets.Jiang Yunan became interested: "How do you use it? Even if you touch it?"

"I don't know, I just saw those crazy people among the slaves sent by my mother..." Hou Yi squinted his eyes and said suddenly, "This thing was made by the great witch of the sun worshippers. How could you have it?" , do you know how to use it? Are you a member of the Sun Salutation tribe?"

This accusation is terrible!The old witch panicked, hesitated for a moment, and after receiving the fierce gaze of the archer, he gritted his teeth and confessed everything.

"Wu Xian..."

Jiang Yunan hadn't recovered from the shock yet.He always thought that tribal witches were the products of ignorance and superstition. Even if there was a bit of "witchcraft", it was only with the help of external forces, such as other supernatural beasts, or the inheritance of gods.

But the name Wu Xian awakened him—according to records, there are ten witches in the country, and Wu Xian is the head.

"Witch culture actually exists..." He said halfway, when he suddenly raised his hand and hit himself on the head.

Hou Yi grabbed his wrist and made it clear that he would not allow it.

Jiang Yunan was immersed in his own world and didn't think it was wrong.He is too stupid, things in ancient myths appear one by one, what else is impossible?The mythology system is inherently chaotic. It seems normal for some mythological products from different sources and different periods to blend in this world?

As a researcher of mythology, he has an advantage over any native here - he was wrong from the beginning.He should not think about relying on the common sense of the local people, but should use his own advantages to actively seek and explore the world.

After thinking this through, he felt relieved and nodded to the old witch: "Where are the other great witches? How much do you know?"

The old witch was stunned for a moment, and his face changed: "You actually know ten witches..."

Jiang Yunan smiled without saying a word, with an inscrutable expression on his face.

The old witch didn't understand until then that the thing that he was so proud of seemed so stupid at this moment.He knew everything about this young man, so he couldn't fool him at all.

She confessed: "There are only seven of the ten witches left. Wuxian is missing. Now Master Wuji is with Rimu, Wu Xie and Wugu are in Yongzhou, there is another one in the sea, one on Kunlun Mountain, one from Zhurong, and three fallen A great witch left behind a legacy, and there are no successors, all of them are with the sea witch. The soul blood bone I mentioned earlier is the legacy of one of the great witches."

Sea witch?Jiang Yunan's eyes moved slightly.

Bayu culture has a saying of ten witches in Lingshan, and some textual research believes that there are repetitions among the ten witches, and they can be combined into six witches.But he has always had reservations, and he is not sure whether some witches' names have been lost or changed in the inheritance.

Whether it is Zhu Rong's or Wu Xian and others, there are traces to follow.As for the sea witch that the old witch just mentioned, he said that he was "in the sea".This has never been described.

In the sea...are there any other intelligent creatures?

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