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Chapter 108 God of Rebirth
Chapter 108 God of Rebirth
The expression on the woman's face made An Wujiu want to laugh, obviously she was petrified by Shen Ti's "sweet words".
Could it be that in this dungeon, he and the priest played by Shen Ti are really on the same level?
For a moment, because of this setting, An Wujiu doubted Shen Ti's trump card, but quickly denied the idea.
The altar would not reveal the hole cards in such a simple way of character relationships, otherwise there would be no need for the morning sacrifice.
The woman recovered from her amazement and immediately led them into the inner room, "It's cold outside, the two of you come in first, I'll light a small stove, it'll be warmer."
"Why do they say we don't get along?" Shen Ti asked after entering.
"Ah," the woman had a slightly embarrassed look on her face, "it's just that you two have different ways of treating gods, and..."
"what else?"
"Some say... your partner is in love with this priest, so you are..."
"Rival in love?" Shen Ti was very new to this relationship and found it very interesting, "This setting is not bad, isn't it?" He bumped An Wu Jiu's shoulder.
An Wu Jiu just felt that he was not serious and smiled.
What's good, it's just right now.
The furnishings in the room are unfamiliar to An Wujiu, just from the stonework that is full of the room, the productivity here should not be high, maybe it is a very early era. On the wall were strings of dried corn hung with twine, and some dried husks in the shape of brown spindles.
An Wu Jiu stretched out his hand to pick up one, and opened the case, the middle was empty.
"That was last year's cocoa husks."
The woman spoke warmly and kindly. As she spoke, she bent down and wiped the two stone chairs with a cloth. These two chairs carved from basalt are obviously the most delicate and time-consuming items in this room. In addition to the carved patterns and totems, the top of the chairs is also inlaid with two round obsidian as decoration.
"Please sit, two priests." The woman's complexion was very dark, and her facial features were slightly darker than those of an Asian race like him, but she still had black hair and black pupils.
"It's been so cold these two days, I swear to the sun, I've never seen such snow since I was born, you know, it never snows here."
She was wearing not thick clothes, just layered on many layers to keep warm, and there were still unfinished quilts on the stone platform beside the windowsill.
The woman said that her name was Yasia, and kindly and respectfully added two bowls of polenta to the two of them, "Try it, I made it yesterday."
Her face was full of apologies for the poor reception. An Wu Jiu stared at the hot bowl of porridge, thinking that it was the plot guide, before they even said anything, the NPC already brought the porridge up.
He couldn't speak, so he had to thank her by nodding. Shen Ti thanked him for him and explained, "He caught a cold last night and his throat can't speak."
"So that's the case." Yasia took out a coarse cloth blanket and put it on An Wujiu, "Please be careful with your body."
After drinking half a bowl of polenta, An Wu Jiu felt his body warm up. Yasia confided to them the pain caused by this blizzard. The corn they had worked so hard to plant was crushed by the snow, and a year of work was in vain. Even a corner of a friend's house collapsed. The high priest of the festival is now also in retreat, and no one is seen for the time being.
The snow seemed to stop everything.
"What kind of person is the High Priest?" Shen Ti was curious and blurted out.
"He is the closest person to the gods." Yasia's eyes were full of longing, and even a faint smile appeared on his face, "Some people say that the high priest has boundless power, and he has many forms, sometimes with gray hair. An old man, sometimes a child, and sometimes a strong young man, he can change a lot and can transform into the shape of animals, jaguars, pythons, lizards... these are one of his incarnations."
An Wu Jiu sounded a little strange.
She always felt that she was not describing a high priest, but a stone statue enshrined in the temple.
All in one.
"It is difficult for us to see the true face of the high priest, and some people say that she is actually an extremely beautiful woman, a beauty who knows the oracle brought back by our leader."
"This is a bit more reliable than the previous one." Shen Ti commented, thinking in his heart, he thinks everything else is exaggerated, but the high priest is half as good as An Wu Jiu, and it can also be called "extremely beautiful", even An Wu Jiu is like this The appearance of her exists, she is still her own wife, and there is nothing else to exaggerate.
"Yes, according to their description, it's the same as you." Yasia faced Shen Ti, "It has a pair of green, snake-like eyes."
Shen Ti blinked.
"My eyes are not like snakes, mine are more like cats. Have you ever seen a cat?"
Yasia shook her head, "What beast is that?"
"Isn't it?" Shen Ti said deliberately, "That is the most ferocious beast in the world."
An Wu Jiu knew that he didn't say a few serious words, but he was still amused.
While the two of them were talking, he was holding a stone bowl and looking at the picture drawn on the wall, which was very similar to the one in the temple, except that the ceiling of the temple had many human figures, which seemed to represent different gods. There is only one person on top, his left hand is stretched forward, his right hand is raised, there is a shield on his body, his whole body is golden, and his head is decorated with colorful feathers.
"My son drew this." Yasia was quite proud, "I really hope that the god of rebirth can bless us, get through this disaster quickly, and make the blood moon end quickly."
Shen Ti stood up and pointed at the mural without concealing his ignorance, "Is this the god of rebirth?"
Yasia was stunned for a while, then nodded again, "Yes."
"What kind of rebirth method?"
"He..." Yasia replied blankly to Shen Ti, "He sacrificed himself so that humans could obtain food and survive..."
"What kind of rebirth is that?" Shen Ti shook his head, "It's clearly a death sentence."
His insensitivity to human beings makes him unable to empathize with such gods. He is clearly a human being, and human beings will do such self-serving things, but gods will not.
God will only look down upon all living beings from a high place.
Yasia was obviously impacted by Shen Ti's words, An Wujiu immediately got up, grabbed her arm and pointed at the obsidian cup on the table to divert her attention.
And Yasia did so, she said to An Wujiu, "This is the cup I made a long time ago." As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something.
"Oh, by the way, please wait, I did what another priest asked me to do last time." Yasia walked to another room, An Wujiu followed, and found that in that room There was an altar placed there, almost the same as the format they saw in the warm-up match.
Shen Ti leaned on An Wujiu and asked Yasia, "Why do you also have this altar?"
"Of course, there are every household in the Water City. We will offer the most exquisite handicrafts as sacrifices to the gods." Yasia said, took a black knife from the shelf against the wall, walked out, Give both hands to An Wugui.
Listening to her words, Shen Ti finally understood why the people here are so good at stone carving craftsmanship. It seems that religious belief drives local productivity.
"I heard that the previous handle is old, we rushed to make a new one, what do you think?"
This knife is also made of obsidian, the whole body is foggy black, and the blade is very thin.
An Wu Jiu nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude to her. According to the game settings of the altar, this obsidian knife is probably the item they need to obtain from the NPC.
Soon, Yasia's husband came back. He threw the cut branches to the ground. When he looked up and saw the two of them, he immediately wanted to salute, but Shen Ti stopped him.
"I thought he was going hunting." Shen Ti said casually.
"There are not many animals to hunt here." Yasia explained to him, "We grow corn for a living, and even poultry is hard to eat. Those are dedicated to the nobles."
There was a sudden flash of light in her husband's eyes, "But we will soon have
Food
Now, the leader and his men will bring us a lot of food when they return. Please make sure you two condescend the day after tomorrow and we will prepare the best stew for you two. "
Shen Ti raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't matter, you can just eat it yourself."
"No, you must come!" The man's eyes were blank, staring at the two of them, as if he had fallen into evil, "Gods will come too."
The gods will also come.
An Wu Jiu doesn't understand the meaning of his words, could it be that the day after tomorrow is an important day?
He knows that many areas where religious beliefs are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people will often hold religious-related activities, most of which are prayers and blessings, in many ways, such as banquets.
Could it be that on that day they said there would be a custom of hosting a feast to pray to the gods?
Under the hint of Yasia, the two had to leave the small house. At the moment when the door was opened, Feng Xue rushed towards him with Ling Lie's extreme cold, An Wu Jiu's face was almost numb, he and Shen Ti moved forward side by side, stepping on the thick snow step by step, making a creaking sound. On them was a bundle of tortillas from Yasia, and the obsidian knife.
He turned his head and said to Shen Ti with his lips: [I always feel weird here. ]
But Shen Ti didn't know whether he really didn't understand or pretended he couldn't. He smiled in the bright snow, "What are you talking about?"
Just after speaking, a tiny snowflake fell on An Wu Jiu's eyelashes.
An Wu Jiu lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, reached out to take Shen Ti's hand, and wrote what he wanted to say in his palm.
Shen Ti held his hand and smiled slightly, seeing that the tip of his nose was red from the cold, but his expression was very serious, with a contrasting cuteness.
"How to say?"
[I feel that these plots are not casually paved. ]
An Wu Jiu wrote this down stroke by stroke, then raised his head to look at Shen Ti.
His eyes were bright and compassionate, which matched the snow in the sky.
It doesn't get any cleaner than this.
[Maybe there is something waiting for us to reveal. ]
An Wu Jiu's hands became red from the cold in the wind and snow, they clapped their palms together and rubbed them back and forth, trying to get a touch of warmth.
The people here are accustomed to living in the tropics, and even the quilts have to be made fresh.
Shen Ti took An Wujiu's hand and stopped him, then took off his gloves and put them on An Wujiu.
This action made An Wu Jiu's mind that was thinking non-stop momentarily pause.
He tilted his head at Shen Ti, and gestured with his lips to ask him, "What if someone sees it?" He stroked the lines on Shen Ti's hand with his fingers.
"so what?"
Shen Ti also tilted his head at him, and the crystal red earrings swayed, as if they were the only life in the snowy world.
He didn't care who he would scare.
No matter what, An Wu Jiu only wears one, but Shen Ti has no choice but to keep the other. Wearing a pair of gloves, the two walked slowly holding hands in the snow.
After a few steps, a figure appeared in front of him.
They had a face-to-face with Zhou Yijue.
An Wujiu raised his head and looked at Zhou Yijue across the wind and snow. He thought he would turn a blind eye, but Zhou Yijue stopped and stopped in front of them.
"I want to know if your Easter egg card is used?"
It is rare for a person like him to be so straightforward and straight to the point to explain his purpose.
An Wu Jiu couldn't answer him, so he just shook his head.
"You don't smoke at all, do you?" Zhou Yijue raised her eyebrows.
"What's your business?" Shen Ti choked at him with a smile, "Why, do you want it?"
Zhou Yijue glanced at Shen Ti, then looked at An Wujiu, "I won't rob you, but if you win the resurrection card, I am willing to exchange anything with you, as long as you speak, I will definitely find a way to cash it. ."
An Wu Jiu looked at him silently, the snow blurred Zhou Yijue's figure, and also blurred his scheming and calculations, leaving only a solitary desire.
He raised his hand and wrote behind Shen Ti.
After waiting for a while, Zhou Yijue didn't wait for An Wujiu's answer, it was natural, especially since they were competitors for two consecutive rounds, they had suffered enough from the other side's pain.
But he heard Shen Ti speak.
"Wu Jiao said, he wants to know what you want the resurrection card to do?"
Zhou Yijue raised his head and frowned slightly.
After struggling for a while, An Wujiu actually read a trace of pain from this face that is good at disguising.
"I want to save my lover." He finally raised his head and looked directly at An Wujiu.
In the snow light, An Wu Jiu fell into deep thought.
If there was only one resurrection card, he would definitely not give it to Zhou Yijue, because he was afraid of separating from Shen Ti.
But if there are more than one, An Wu Jiu's heart will be shaken.
The person in front of him was clearly his former enemy.
Finally, he wrote on Shen Ti's back [Wait for me to draw these three cards first. ]
However, Shen Ti tampered with his words on his own initiative, "He won't give it."
An Wujiu twisted his arm, and then Shen Ti changed his words painfully, "He said he thought about it and drew the card first."
Zhou Yijue nodded and said "thank you" to him with difficulty, for no reason, in An Wu Jiu's eyes, this man who worked hard also looked very pitiful.
An Wu Jiu nodded and left side by side with Shen Ti.
He decided to draw out three Easter egg cards today.
If there was only one resurrection card, he could only leave it to Shen Ti.
He believes this is self-evident to Zhou Yijue.
Shen Ti didn't want An Wujiu to make an exchange, after all Zhou Yijue was very tricky and they almost got killed. But he knew that his values could not influence An Wu Jiao's decision, just like An Wu Jiao would never force him to become a normal person.
When he was about to return to the temple, Shen Ti's sleeve was suddenly grabbed, he turned around, An Wu Jiu stretched out his hand to write on his arm.
He wrote very slowly, and Shen Ti read word by word.
Those words pieced together a complete sentence little by little, and pieced together a picture of their first encounter.
[When you met me, why didn't you speak? I thought you couldn't speak. ]
If it wasn't for the punishment this time, it would be difficult for An Wujiu to recall the first time he saw Shen Ti in the tense dungeon. But when he was unable to speak, the strange mask-wearing Shen Ti kept popping out in his mind, evoking his memories.
"I didn't want to talk at the beginning. I hated communicating with people." Shen Ti told him that he had suffered a lot of unfair treatment for saying the wrong thing.
When An Wu Jiu heard this, the softest part of his heart was touched, at that time Shen Ti was just talking and couldn't tell any difference between him and ordinary people.
What about him before? Shen Ti, who had not met before, grew up from being ignorant of world affairs to now, and has experienced many bumps and setbacks before he was reluctant to even speak.
"People are boring, and pretending to be dumb makes it a lot less troublesome."
Shen Ti only used this sentence to summarize all kinds of people he met in the past, and what they did.
After speaking, he smiled, "But you are different."
Under the magnificent pyramid-shaped temple, the smile on his face seemed to be contaminated with divinity, but he was fresh and different.
"I didn't speak until I wanted to talk to you, because I was going to hug you on the duel stage, but if I hug you directly, you will definitely beat me."
An Wujiu's memory was recalled back to that day, thinking of that time when Shen Ti said "wait a minute" to interrupt the start of the duel, and then stretched out his arms to hug him. The corners of An Wujiu's mouth couldn't help but rise.
"If it wasn't for fear that others would think I was strange..." Shen Ti's tone was a little childish.
"I actually want to talk to you alone."