Chapter 99 Chapter 99

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date="2021-01-16"

title="Chapter 99 Chapter 99 "

weight="124732"

series = ["Banished to Another World"]

mode = "manual"

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When Mosquito was thrown to the ground by Nine Winds, he thought he was dead.

Without Yan Mo, it would be really difficult for him to live.

Nine Winds tortured him a lot. Some wounds on his body were already inflamed. When he was lifted into the sky by Nine Winds, he was already burnt a little confused. After being thrown down, his hands and feet were broken, and fortunately, his face did not touch the ground first.

When Mosquito awoke and saw the stone above his head, he didn't realize where he was now for a long time.

Gradually, Mosquito's wisdom became more and more awake. He moved his hands and feet, and found that there was nothing at all. The next one turned over and sat up.

The animal skin covering him slid down, revealing his young but already small muscled chest.

Mosquito looked down at his body. Huh? What about his wound made by the human face bird? Look closely, even some of his old wounds are invisible.

The mosquito was confused, sitting on the floor and twisting his neck to look around.

This is a stone cave? But why do those stones look so square?

The stone cave has two openings, one large and one small. The large one is covered by animal skin curtains, and the small animal skin curtain is raised from both sides. There is a stone bowl on the small hole, and there is a flower in the bowl?

The animal skin curtain at the entrance of the big hole was lifted, and a child came in and saw him sitting up. He immediately yelled and ran away shouting "Adults" in his mouth.

Mosquito touched his head, completely confused.

When Yan Mo walked in, Mosquitoes felt that the white-headed man looked quite familiar.

"Are you awake? Can you get up?" Yan Mo picked up the stone pot on the table and poured a bowl of water, held it in front of Mosquito, and handed it to him.

Mosquitoes were born too late to speak, so they raised their heads to pour into their belly after receiving the wooden bowl.

A bowl of water was drunk quickly, and Mosquitoes felt that it was not enough. He raised his hand and wiped his lips, cleared his throat and asked: "Where is this? Who are you? Have I been saved by you?"

"Mosquito, you don't recognize me?" Yan Mo smiled, took the wooden bowl and poured him a bowl of water.

"Do you recognize me?!" Mosquito was shocked, "You..."

"I am Yan Mo, do you remember me?"

"Yan Mo? Yan...Ah! It's you! You are still alive! How did you become like this?" Mosquito glared at Yan Mo with an incredible face. If Yan Mo didn't say anything, he thought that the white-headed man already had Grandson.

"To heal you." Before Yan Mo finished his work, the door curtain opened again, and a person ran in like a whirlwind outside.

"Mosquito! How is the Yuanji tribe now? How are my eldest brothers and them?" The Mengren asked impatiently before he could gain a foothold.

Mosquito's eyeballs all stared out of their sockets, "Master Da Meng!"

"I changed my name. My name is Ermeng." He grabbed Mosseng's arm and shook him vigorously. "Mosseng, tell me, how are they, my eldest brother? Did they find salt rocks in that land? Did the priest get salt? Are there dead people this winter? Did the mountain and the big eagle upgrade?"

Mosquito Sheng didn't know if it was because of the shaking, or for other reasons, tears suddenly flowed down.

"Mosquitoes?" Meng stopped quickly.

Mosquito Sheng said in a mournful voice: "Master Da Meng, because of that salt field, we were known by the Xun people before we could extract the salt. They..."

Inside the stone house, as Mosquitoes spoke, Meng's face became more and more ugly.

Yan Mo leaned against the wall with a plain face.

"I'm going to fight!" He threw down these words and rushed out of the stone house.

Mosquito drew his tears and looked at Yan Mo in surprise, "Master Zhe is also alive?"

"Well, you should see him later, I have something to do, you stay in this room, don't run around, you should be arranged for your board and lodging later." Yan Mo nodded to Mosquito Also turned and left the stone house.

Looking at Yan Mo's back, Mosquito Sheng couldn't believe his fate until now. He actually saw two people who everyone thought had been dead for a long time! No, it's three. He will see Lord Wars in a while.

Also, his injury... Baitouyan said silently that he cured him? How could such a serious injury be healed so quickly? And as if he had never been injured?

Isn't he dreaming?

Mosquitoes don’t know what he will see when he goes out, waiting for him to see the towering city that he has never seen before, the dwarves running around, and the fish with fish tails that pop up from time to time in the river. After the human...

"How is the mosquito?" Yuan Zhan walked to the shore of the lake and sat down beside Yan Mo.

Yan Mo was a little lazy, "Don't ask knowingly, okay? If I bless him with life, I can bring him back even if he is half dead."

The original war that was exposed was not embarrassed, "What are you doing?"

"fishing."

Yuan Zhan's lips tightened, "Mosquito also told you, the Yu tribe took advantage of the Yuan Ji tribe to send most of the warriors to hunt, and joined the other two tribes to attack the tribe."

"Well, he told me."

Yuan Zhan frowned slightly, "That's it?"

Yan Mo sneered, "What else?"

Yuan Zhan endures his anger, "I want to go back to the tribe. Mosquito said that the Tigers and Hunter took some people to find the hunting warriors, and the Xun people are following them to hunt them down.

Yan Mo casually said nonchalantly: "That was already four days ago, what's the use of you going back? Maybe Yuanji's people have been killed long ago, and they became slaves without killing them all."

"Yin Mo!"

"My name is Yan, serious Yan, don't call me Yanmo. Do you know this word? Write it to you."

Yuan Zhan grabbed his skirt and glared at him.

Yan Mo drank in a low voice: "Let go."

Yuan Zhan took a deep breath, "I need your help."

"What do you help? Save people? Yes, if you get someone back, I will bless him. There are nineteen times, even if it's used up."

"Yuanji tribe is too far away from here, I need you to discuss with Jiufeng, let it fly me over, and you will come with me."

"Why? What does the Yuanji tribe have to do with me? You didn't treat me as a human being. Lao Tzu saved your people, but you used them as slaves. That dead old man and your brothers dare to threaten hunting. Me, what a thing!"

Yuan Zhan grasped his shirt tightly, and said, "Yan Mo! Don't force me to beat you!"

"You can try." The scalpel in Yan Mo's hand also resisted Yuan Zhan's heart, and the bee guard that had been following him half surrounded Yuan Zhan.

Things cannot develop like this! For such abnormal Yan Mo, he must find a way to convince him.

Yuan Zhan's mind turned around, staring at Yan Mo, raising his hand and slowly holding the sharp scalpel, "You said you are a bad person, I don't know what you mean by evil, if you say that killing people is bad, no Willing to save people is bad. All of us are the same as you. When we are hungry, we will eat our enemies and even our people. Will you?"

Yan Mo stared at the man's hand, where the red blood was dripping down the knife edge.

"We will kill all the men of another tribe for food and women. We will ignore the wishes of those women and children and force them to sleep with us and be our slaves. Will you?"

"We will abandon the weak and the old in the cold winter, will you? We cramp enemies, penetrate their skulls and suck their brains, we will cut open their bodies, dig out their hearts, take out their intestines, and even Put them alive on wooden sticks for barbecue, will you?"

"A lot of what you have done and planned to do in the Jiuyuan tribe is beyond my understanding. For example, you said that you are monogamous, women should have the same status as men, the tribe must not have slaves, and the old and weak are supported by the tribe. , I think it’s stupid. You don’t have to do that. If you don’t want to do it now, tell me, you can do it whatever you want. No one in the tribe will dare to object."

"Are you afraid of the ancestor’s punishment? Then tell the ancestor that what you did was completely because of my command. You are my priest. I bear all the consequences of everything you did. If the ancestor wants to punish you, then let him Put all the punishments on you down to me. Yan Mo, remember, you are my priest. No one can punish you except me, just can't!"

Yan Mo's lips curled up with a smile, "You said so much, but you want to convince me to help you save your people. You see, even if you know I'm a bad guy, you will become a malignant tumor if you stay by your side, but Because I am of great use to you, you do not hesitate to take risks to keep me, and even try to convince me that it is not that bad."

Yan Mo poked the man in the chest, "Well, it's really interesting. There was someone who looked like you before. He knew who I was, but because my research can bring him various benefits, he would pretend not to know me. Everything he did, just after the incident was exposed, immediately sold me clean, as if he really didn’t know anything, as simple as an angel. Then he took the results of my research to cure diseases and save people, and became known to everyone. The great guy who won an award."

Yuan Zhan understood the first half of the passage, but he couldn't understand what Yan Mo said later, because those words became a strange pronunciation, just like the yelling made by Yan Mo when he jumped off the tower that day. general.

However, Yan Mo seemed to be totally ignorant of this. He smiled triumphantly, as if whispering, and said to Yuan Zhan: "But he didn't know that I had been guarding him, I knew that one day he would betray me. I am a doctor and a researcher. I was one of the greatest medical researchers in the world at that time. Since I entered prison, he has been sick. It is a very bad disease and will not cause death. But it will continue to destroy his body immunity. Once he leaves a completely sterilized environment, various complications will occur, and the whole person will rot. And even if he lives in a sterilized environment, it is not safe. Because that virus would make his bones very fragile, even if he just sneezed, it could break his ribs."

Yan Mo looked at Yuanzhan, smiling viciously and badly, "He is rich and will not die, but as long as he lives a day, he will suffer in pain. He came to me, pleaded with me, and even said that he would take me from I got out of jail, but I knew he was lying, because I knew too much, and the things I did were too horrible. Even if I was useful, it was beyond the scope of their control, so I must die... You I didn’t understand. You don’t know what I’m talking about. Very good, the guide is really amazing.”

Yan Mo said twice to the sky, "Haha", pushing Yuanzhan's chest, "You can roll, don't get in the way of my eyes."

Yuan Zhan loosened his grip on Yan Mo's shirt, and also loosened the scalpel. He licked the blood on his palm and stood up.

The primitive barbarian looked at him condescendingly, "I don’t know why the ancestor chose you to be his priest, and I don’t know what Jiufeng gave you to make you like this. I only know one thing, Yan Mo, it’s useless. The person of ‘s has no value for survival. If you don’t want to be my priest, then you should still be my slave. At least I am satisfied with your ass. I don’t care if my slave is good or bad, it’s not important to me, dare you Trick or treat, I will beat you to be honest and disobedient, I will beat you to behave! Dare to kill me, I'll wait."

"Fuck! Fengwei, attack..." Yan Mo didn't finish speaking, suddenly his body was wrapped in soil.

That doesn't count, his body is sinking, and the soil is covering his entire face.

Original battle! What do you want to do? Yan Mo was already unable to scream, because he would eat a mouthful of dirt with just one mouth.

Yuan Zhan stood on the shore of the lake, watching the soil engulf Yan Mo, and watching him disappear from the ground.

He did not leave, but sat down where Yan Mo was sitting.

Yan Mo was extremely angry!

That bastard dared to bury him alive!

He didn't know how deep he was buried. The soil formed a coffin-like space in Tashao. He could use his hands and feet, but he could not turn over.

The air became thinner and thinner, and Yan Mo could not breathe.

He desperately used his hands, a scalpel, and all the tools on his body to dig the soil above, but it was useless. He dig a little and the soil will be quickly filled.

And the harder he moved, the more he couldn't breathe.

"Yuan Zhan! You bastard! Beast! You can't do this to me! Let me out! Let me out!" Yan Mo yelled frantically.

He does not deny that he has a desire to die, but he does not want to die in the most painful suffocation.

"Original war--!"

Yuan Zhan counted the time in his heart and felt that it was almost time. He opened a crack in the ground, just showing Yan Mo's face.

As soon as Yan Mo saw the light, he breathed heavily, and stretched out his hand to open the hole.

"Follow me to save people, or not?"

"Fuck your mother! You pig wild dog xxx..."

With a touch of the original foot, the crack disappeared.

Yan Mo yelled in disintegration below.

He was actually fooled by a primitive man! It doesn't count that he was actually played/played as a slave by the other party, and he was buried alive and tortured!

Why are you bullying him, is he really so bad?

Yuanzhan, you bastard, you fucking sleep I dare to do this to me! I'm useless to you, you can treat me like this, right?

Yan Mozhi gradually blurred, and the light reappeared at this moment, and fresh air flowed into his lungs again.

"Ahem!" Yan Mo coughed, firmly grasping the edge of the cave. This time he didn't scold Yuanzhan any more, but looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.

"Be my priest or slave?"

"..." If the eyes can kill, Yuan Zhan probably has been killed countless times by Yan Mo.

Yuan Zhan squatted down at the entrance of the cave, "I will respect my priest, but the disobedient slave will learn this lesson."

Yan Mo suddenly smiled weirdly and closed his eyes. He didn't even take this opportunity to summon the Bee Guard to attack Yuanzhan.

The original warrior's expression remained unmoved, and the cave was sealed again cruelly.

Yan Mo knew that he would not die. If Yuanzhan did not let him go out, he would be buried alive in the ground to and fro forever suffering from suffocation.

The cruelty of the original battle shocked him, made him hate it, and made him a little bit afraid.

Yan Mo had never realized so clearly that he could not completely control this barbaric primitive man.

This person has his set of judgments and standards of action. Even if he is influenced by the people around him, that influence will not shake his fundamentals.

Yan Mo always thought that he could leave at any time if he wanted to leave, but now he dare not believe this anymore. If this person does not want to let him go, even if he escapes, I am afraid that this person will catch him back from all corners of the world. .

Not guessing, but judging based on the person's character.

Yuan Zhan will never allow anyone to betray him, especially his bedside man.

Okay, maybe it's weird to say that the bedside man, but he is indeed not only the priest of this person, but also the other side's bedside man.

The dual identity also makes him more of a double bondage.

He has no doubt that the barbarian has completely regarded him as his own forbidden, that night that person will agree to leave the tribe with him and go out on adventures. In all cases, it is also this kind of monopoly, because he has not completely Master him, so he is not reconciled.

And that person already knew that his ability was enough to rebuild a better city anywhere, so for the longer-term goal, in order to dig out more of his use value, that person would not hesitate to give up the existing thing.

Be a slave without being a priest. That person will definitely do what he says.

If he is no longer useful to that person, he will definitely be deprived of his priesthood and be kept by that person as a slave. Maybe in order to better control him, he might be turned into an idiot.

The more Yan Mo thought about it, the more frightened.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of suffering from death alive, and even more afraid of becoming a walking dead with thought but unable to control his behavior.

Once he regained his status as a slave, he would not be able to reduce his scum value as much as he did as a priest. If he could not reduce his scum value, he would not be able to get more rewards, nor could he learn to protect himself and change himself. On the contrary, if he dares to take the initiative to hurt Yuanzhan and others, he will be punished by the guide continuously.

day! What a terrible vicious circle!

Yuan Zhan stared at Yan Mo trembling in the pit and felt incredible.

He didn't expect that Silence would be so easy to clean up. If it was the previous Silence, he dared to treat him like this, then the revenge would definitely be one after another.

Even if he moves faster, blocking his chance of hurting him with gold needles and flying knives, but Mo still has powder, and Bee Guard, and most importantly, he has a flexible mind and will never let himself fall into such a passive state. Point.

But this Mo actually gave in to him, and his eyes were full of fear.

This kind of silent looks a bit pitiful, but he doesn't like it.

What's wrong with Mo? Even doing this can't cure him?

But the other party finally agreed to go with him to save people, and he became much better than before. Is this a gain?

Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand to lift the person up, leaned to his neck and sniffed him.

The smell is right, it's still the original silent, but the inner core is a bit strange.

Except for the person involved, no one else knew what happened on the shore of the lake.

But Yan Mo's abnormality was not discovered by anyone except a few people.

Wuchen is more sensitive. He feels that Master has suddenly become non-talkative since seven days ago, and sometimes loses his temper.

Because Ye Xing and Sa Yu were more afraid of Yan Mo and were busy learning the primary training method, they didn't notice Yan Mo's change at all.

The children who went to class only felt that the priest became more secretive, because he often shut up suddenly during class, and then stared at a certain point for a while without speaking, or would suddenly leave the class without any reason.

Although eager to save people, the Jiuyuan tribe still has many things to make arrangements. Yuan Zhan is pressing anxiously, so he arranges things step by step according to the original plan. It is bad enough for his priest to become like this. He can no longer Self chaos.

On the third day after Mosquito Sheng woke up, Yuan Zhan let Dofei and Philip and others go. When Philip left, he wanted to see Yan Mo again, but Yuan Zhan refused.

Yuan Zhan didn't let Yan Mo show up because the current Yan Mo has developed from one extreme to the other. He has become extremely quiet and well-behaved. Such a priest is not suitable for exposure to the enemy.

Jiufeng didn't know where he flew to play, Yuanzhan could only wait patiently for it to appear.

On the fourth day when Mosquito Sheng woke up, Jiufeng finally showed up.

Yuan Zhan looked up and saw Nine Winds, so he went to Yan Mo.

Stopped him violently, "War, I also want to help the tribe with you!"

"No." Yuan Zhan vetoed, "The three of us must keep at least one of us in the tribe. If we can find and hunt them, we will probably bring some people back. There are too many people, and Nine Winds will definitely not be able to transport us. You have to walk back on your own feet. I don’t know how long it will take. You have to stay in the tribe and finish Mo’s previous planning. Build more houses. In addition, I don’t need to build the salt pond for the time being. Yes, let Hu Hu and the others go to the Salt Lake to transport salt crystals."

Meng also knew that what Yuan Zhan said was reasonable, but he was always unable to feel at ease, "I don't know how to refine salt, and I don't know..."

"Don’t worry, take your time, it’s not difficult to refine the salt. Mo has taught Wuchen that you can let Wuchen take charge of this, but you must control the amount and in and out of the salt, and you must target the Awu tribe and the dwarves, including the mermaid. No Allow them to go to Salt Lake privately."

"War, I don't think I can do it. There are not many people in the tribe, but there are many things. If they..."

Yuan Zhan interrupted him again, "Every matter, Mo and I have arranged the person in charge. You can mainly control those in charge. If someone dares to commit a crime or has other intentions, just kill! If you don’t understand and If you don’t know what to do, just follow the nine rules of the tribe. Both Wuchen and Sand Wolf can be used, and the tribe will leave it to you!"

"Yes!" He straightened his chest and gritted his teeth to take the load.

Yuan Zhan ran to the East Tower, raised the curtain and entered the room, watching Yan Mo sitting on the floor wearing a leather skirt, walked over and squatted in front of him, tugged at his leather skirt, and asked: "Nine Winds have appeared. , When will you ask Jiufeng to tell us about sending us to Yuanji Tribe?"

Yan Mo patiently said, "I'll go right away." The animal, I worked with him all night last night, so he can't even stand up now.

"Don't bless Nine Winds, I don't want to carry you away!"

"I see." Yan Mo tightened his leather skirt, stood up against the wall, and walked outside Yuanzhan.

Yuan Zhan barked his teeth, such silence really made him toothache. But the clever priest... "Gudong", someone swallowed shamelessly, wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.

Cherish the present day, he always feels that it won't last long.

Jiufeng agreed to the delivery task at one go, which was no small matter to it.

"Jie!" It is strange to be silent, why do you repeatedly apologize to it? Hope it forgive him?

"Gurulu." I'm not angry with you anymore, silently, you look strange walking.

Yan Mo raised his head and explained to Nine Winds earnestly: "This is the punishment of God for doing wrong to me. I should bear it. Nine Winds, I used you. If you are angry, I can understand it completely. Do you want to drink my blood? ?"

"Jie?" Silently, did you eat something strange wrong?

Yan Mo just thought he had figured it out.

He is here to reform, not to enjoy the blessings. Whatever the guide tells him to do, he should do what he should do instead of resisting.

In the same way, if someone bullies him, he should be happy, and he should also send his right cheek up after he has beaten someone on his left cheek. This is the true confessor!

Well, he is not resisting passively, really not.

The original battle finally set a date for departure, and this day was also the last day that Yan Mo was forced to add negative emotions, or to be correct, the last 0.6 days.

The person has something to say: Tomorrow, Zhen Yan Mo will return!

Shake! Mortals, once the devil awakens, he will not fall asleep again.