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Chapter 45 Chapter 45
Yuan Zhan followed, and the man cat walked through the wetland with his waist down. The target was the left corner of the eye-shaped salt lake.
The salt lake occupies a very large area. If it weren't for the nine winds screaming in the sky, they would never find anyone coming to the corner of the salt lake.
This is the first time they have crossed the entire wetland where Suaeda winged to the edge of the salt lake.
Yuan Zhan caught up with the young man in front and pressed his upright back down.
Yan Mo looked back at him, followed his hands and bent his back, and followed him to walk with the soles of the forefoot.
The feeling of walking barefoot in the semi-degraded snowy wetland in winter is not to mention, but don’t know if the bodies of the indigenous people here have adapted to the environment. His hands and feet were so cold and cracked, but there was no frostbite. .
But when you are free, you must think of making a pair of shoes with a bottom, otherwise the feet will suffer too much.
Nine Winds were still hovering in the sky, making a beep from time to time.
Yan Mo quickened his pace. He worried that when they arrived at the corner of the left eye of Salt Lake, the two-legged monsters had already left.
Facts have proved that his worry is unnecessary. When he and Yuan Zhan reached the border on the left of the wetland, the two-legged monsters were still there.
Let me talk about the overall environment around the salt lake.
The surrounding environment of the salt lake can be roughly divided into three parts from the inside out. Both, dead land, wetland and ordinary land.
Radiating from the shore of the salt lake to the surrounding area, a piece of land within a considerable area is basically without grass, and Yan Mo calls it a dead place.
On the periphery of this dead zone is a large wetland filled with winged Suaeda with several streams flowing through it. The source of the stream in the wetland is a spring from the ground. It flows continuously throughout the year, some flowing into the salt lake, and some flowing to other places, such as Yuanzhan near the stone mountain where they now live.
On the periphery of the wetland is ordinary land. The land closest to the wetland is covered with weeds and high and low bushes. Looking further away, the terrain becomes more and more complex, including forests, grasslands, hills, lakes, etc. .
The topography and ecological environment of the left eye corner of the salt lake are similar, but maybe there is a lower terrain and more salt water flowing through the salt lake, causing the wetland to be disconnected there. The Suaeda winged there grows very sparsely, and the area where the grass does not live is also larger. wide.
A group of people stood on the dead spot at the corner of the eye now.
When Yuan Zhan saw the group of people from a distance, he yanked and led him around slightly, out of the wetland, hiding behind the bushes that didn't hurt people.
Those people probably didn't expect that there would be other humans in this sacred forbidden land. Most of them looked up at the sky and watched the movements of the nine winds.
Those people looked at Nine Winds and pulled a young girl out of the crowd and pushed it out.
The unkempt girl with only a piece of dry animal skin on her body staggered out and fell to the ground. Although she quickly got up, she just stood there apprehensively, did not escape, let alone shouted.
Yan Mo was surprised, "What are they doing?"
"Don't you know about the priesthood? They are offering sacrifices to Shan Jiufeng. They probably want to exchange the sacrifices for some red salt in the salt lake." Yuan Zhan whispered in his ear. After speaking, he opened his mouth, trying to bite the little slave's ear, and forcibly held it back.
"Jiufeng is not rare such a sacrifice." Yan Mo muttered, Jiufeng was complaining in the sky.
Yuan Zhan did not refute him, but after carefully observing the actions of those people, he said truthfully: "They should have successfully exchanged before."
What about the people who were exchanged before? where are you now? Yan Mo didn't ask Yuan Zhan the obvious answer.
He didn't really care whether Jiufeng had eaten human flesh before. People eat animals and animals eat people for survival. If you eat others, why not let others eat you? There is only one way to avoid being eaten in this world, and that is to make yourself stronger, or force, or other aspects.
And maybe those sacrifices ran away by themselves?
Those people on the open ground also don't know what judgment they are based on-maybe because the nine winds have been hovering in the sky and there is no sign of flying down? Two of them came out and dragged the girl back, and this time pushed a younger boy out.
The boy was trembling with cold, holding himself with his arms around him with tears in his eyes. After being pushed out, he wanted to go back, but was pushed out by the adults.
The boy sat down on the ground, sobbing, and from time to time he looked back at the crowd, looking like he was eager for someone to come and pull him back, or another person.
Jiufeng shouted dissatisfiedly in the sky: "Don't don't, I already have a little biped, don't need anything else, take it away!"
Yan Mo pressed his eyebrows with a headache. It had been hurting since the morning and he thought it was the cause of the cold.
Yuan Zhan turned his head to look at him, and suddenly raised his face, "Have you ever had a sudden fever in your body some time ago? It's very hot and hot like a fire in your body, especially inside your head, it's also very painful."
"Huh?" Yan Mo thought about his fever after the heavy rain that day, "What?"
"You are awakened." Yuan Zhan judged based on some common sense he had heard before and the changes he had seen with his own eyes.
"what?"
"Your face just..." Yuan Zhan brushed the cheekbones of the boy's left cheek with his thumb. "There is an extra hexagonal star here."
Yan Mo was dumbfounded, "You mean I became a first-class fighter?"
Yuan Zhan nodded, "Once the power of bloodline inheritance is awakened, even if you are not a soldier, the mark of a soldier will appear on your face."
Yan Mo simply didn't know what expression to use to express his feelings at this time. He always regarded others as a strange species, but he forgot that his body was also a local native.
"What will the ability of the Salt Mountain family be?" he asked unconsciously.
"Ask me?" Yuan Zhan was slightly surprised and sneered.
Yan Mo was vigilant and added: "Although I accepted the inheritance of my ancestors, he did not tell me what the power of my clan is, nor did he tell me what he is, and the priest of my clan never mentioned it to me. "The main reason is that the black cunning doesn't care too much about things in the clan, and the Salt Mountain clan has never heard of people with special abilities.
Yuan Zhan didn't know if he accepted this explanation. He only said: "I only heard that the Salt Mountain Clan was not called the Salt Mountain Clan before. After they migrated to that salt mountain, they were called the Salt Mountain Clan by the surrounding tribes."
"Have the people of my clan never told the public about their origins? For example, who are their descendants?"
Yuan Zhan thought for a while, shook his head, "No."
Then asked him strangely: "You don't know it yourself?"
Yan Mo was also curious. Even if Hei Cunning is ignorant, it’s impossible to know this kind of thing about the origin of the entire tribe. He doesn’t know this and can only explain one thing, that is, the people in the Salt Mountain clan Unwilling to mention their origins, or are forbidden to mention their origins.
but why?
This is a mystery, before meeting the Salt Mountain tribe, it can only be left.
Yan Mo rubbed his eyebrows. Could it be that he had always wanted to communicate with Nine Winds, and this desire was too urgent, which caused him to break through a certain level and awaken the power hidden in his blood?
The ability to understand the sound of a bird on a human face... Can he change one? He is not at all interested in spending his whole life studying a bird.
Whether he can communicate with Nine Winds is not important to him now. He would rather change to one with more combat effectiveness, even if it is more powerful.
"I now believe that you are really a priest recognized by Shan Jiufeng." Yuan Zhan touched his head.
"Hey!" Is it possible that you have not believed in it?
"You have awakened the power of your clan in such a small situation, without even receiving a little warrior training. Tsk, your clan will definitely regret abandoning you in the future." The young man seemed to express his luck, and again Happy for the blindness of the salt mountain people.
"By the way, what abilities have you awakened?" the young man asked curiously.
Yan Mo decided not to tell him and suffocated him to death.
In the open space, the act of exchanging sacrifices continued.
And those people's expressions are getting more and more disturbed.
From the moment they came here to the present, they have changed many people in succession. Almost every one of them stood out again, but none of them had the permission of the Lord Shan.
Why is that? This was not the case before.
These people panic.
An old man wearing a long beast sweater knelt down, and when he knelt, everyone else also knelt down.
The old man raised his hands and made a continuous weird sound like a humming. Every time he sang, he fell on the ground and knocked his forehead.
After several times, the old man's forehead was bleeding.
The old man stood up, seeing that Jiufeng still didn't intend to fly down and take away the sacrifice, his body shook, and someone supported him from behind.
The old man turned around, grabbed the youngest boy from the crowd with his own hands and dragged him to the lake, then picked up the boy and threw it into the lake.
Yan Mo almost rushed out!
He is a scum, yes, he is indifferent to world affairs, yes, he is the kind of person who will never do what is right, yes, but this does not mean that he can pretend not to see a child when he sees a child being thrown into the lake. .
Besides, he will be increased by at least ten scum points if he is not saved.
The original fighter was quick, and he held him down just as he moved his body, "Don't go out! Do you want to die?"
Yan Mo forced himself to calm down. The water on the edge of the salt lake was relatively shallow, and the salt water had a certain buoyancy. If the child was not too frightened and struggled desperately in the water, he would not choke on the water. But although the child won't be drowned so quickly, I'm afraid it won't last long, because of this weather, he will also be frozen to death.
He must save the child immediately, otherwise it will be too late!
When the boy was thrown out, someone in the group yelled, as if trying to rush out, being held tightly by the people around him.
The man who was held down shed tears and wailed in pain.
Give the child to the mountain, he can't see his death, and he can still be taken by the mountain to live a good life just like the priest said.
But now the priest threw his child into the icy lake. His child was crying and he would soon freeze to death and drown. Even if this was not his only child, he couldn’t just watch it. .
what! Please, take my child away!
The man broke free and pressed his hand, imitating the old man's appearance, but also raised his hands high, and couldn't help kneeling down.
Yan Mo pushed Yuan Zhan away, turned and ran back, ran to the corner that those people couldn't see, quickly inserted/putting his fingers into his mouth, and blew a loud whistle.
The angry nine thunderstorms, huh? The little biped is calling him?
This whistle is the tone they settled after several tortured each other during this period of time. Now that Jiufeng hears the whistle of this tone, he knows that the little biped is looking for him.
"Jie--!" Jiufeng responded, flapping his wings, sliding his body sideways, and dived directly.
The crowd in the clearing didn't respond at first after hearing the whistle. When they saw the human face bird swooping down in the sky, the crowd burst into cheers of joy.
The old man thought his method worked, and looked up at Jiufeng excitedly, thinking it would rush towards the lake.
The man who was desperately kowtow also laughed, his son will be picked up by Shan to live a good life.
In the salt lake, the little boy was still struggling, crying something in his mouth. Gradually, amidst the cheers of the clansmen, the boy's struggle became weaker and weaker, and his cries gradually became lower.
The author has something to say: today the first chapter, the second chapter is a little late, and it will be updated at two o'clock in the afternoon^^