Daming female local tyrant

"Could it be that I'm going to die here today?" Jing Lan thought in this way, feeling miserable in her heart.

She thought of Shen Wan, Cheng Ze, and her ancestors, the three people she missed the most, and couldn't help crying.

At this time, a few people with various colored feathers on their heads, tiger skins, and hideous masks came out of the crowd. They all had bronze drums hanging on their chests.

The barbarian leader holding a golden snake-headed staff raised his staff and pointed at Jing Lan, and the two strong men picked up Jing Lan and dragged her to a stone pillar carved with a snake-shaped pattern beside the cauldron.

Someone came over and tied Jing Lan to the stone pillar with a thick hemp rope.

After tying it up, those men with bronze drums hanging on their chests and hideous masks just now surrounded Jing Lan and patted the bronze drums.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Every time the bronze drum rang, Jinglan's heart would convulse, her head would feel dizzy, and then she would cough violently.

Those who beat the bronze drum around her also danced and sang songs, of course Jing Lan couldn't understand the lyrics.

Maybe for the barbarians in front of them, this is to thank God for giving them delicious food?

The smelly leather that Jing Lan had wrapped around her body had long since disappeared. She was shivering from the cold, but her head and body were covered with a layer of cold sweat.

The few barbarians who looked like wizards beating bronze drums, singing and dancing around Jing Lan for half an hour, the ceremony was finally over.

They stopped, chanted a few words together that Jing Lan couldn't understand, and then dispersed.

Then the two middle-aged men who brought Jing Lan here just now pulled out their sabers and walked towards Jing Lan.

Seeing them approaching her ferociously, Jing Lan had no doubt that they would kill her the next moment, and then throw her into the cauldron that was already boiling.

So she stopped crying immediately, and shouted with all her strength: "Help! help! Zarel will be alive! Hungry and hungry! There is an earthquake! There is a fire!"

When she got nervous, she uttered all the other three languages ​​she knew that were equivalent to life-saving except Chinese, and even shouted words like earthquake and fire at the end.

Before she came here, she had heard that sometimes when you call for help, no one comes to save you. If you call for an earthquake or a fire, many people will come out to answer you.

At such a time when life and death were at stake, even though Jing Lan was bound and unable to escape, she still gathered all her strength and shouted out the words of survival.

She really hoped that someone would come to save her after hearing her words, or that there really was a god who heard her words and performed a miracle so that she could escape from such a tragic death.

Jing Lan's panicked yelling made the surrounding barbarians burst out laughing.

The laughter echoed in the mountains and spread far away.

Just when the two middle-aged men walked up to Jing Lan and swung their knives at her, a sharp bamboo whistle sounded suddenly from not far away.

After the whistle sounded, the barbarians who were still laughing immediately stopped laughing, and knelt down in unison, each folded their hands, resting their heads on the backs of their hands, as if they were prostrating.

The two middle-aged men who raised their knives to Jing Lan also put away their knives and inserted them back into their scabbards. Then they knelt down on their knees, put their heads on the backs of their hands like other barbarians, and kowtowed respectfully on the ground.

Even the tall barbarian leader lowered his proud head, knelt down on one knee, and put the golden snake-headed cane in his hand on the ground in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Jing Lan thought that her calling for help just now had an effect, and attracted people who these barbarians feared or respected.

"Help! Help! Salel will be there! Hungry Saiguhe! There's an earthquake! There's a fire!" Jing Lan excitedly looked in the direction of the bamboo whistle and shouted.

The leader of the barbarians who made a one-knee salute heard Jing Lan yelling, and suddenly raised his head and yelled at Jing Lan: "Shut up!"

Jing Lan was stunned, she clearly heard that the leader spoke very standard Chinese with an accent from the south of the Yangtze River, not the native language with Cantonese vocabulary that he spoke just now.

Suddenly, a cold mountain wind blew up in the mountains, and a strong fishy smell wafted along with it.

Jing Lan noticed that the fishy smell came from the direction of the bamboo whistle, accompanied by the sound of rustling.

This sound made Jing Lan's scalp tingle, because this sound was obviously not the sound of footsteps, but similar to the sound of a snake crawling on the blades of grass.

snake!

Could it be that the savior I recruited turned out to be a snake!

No wonder these barbarians heard the bamboo whistle, and they all knelt down to salute. The one who dared to come was a snake, and this snake was a totem they respected.

Jing Lan suddenly became nervous, staring at the direction where the bamboo whistle sounded, and forgot to call for help.

Soon she saw a boa constrictor crawling out from the direction where the bamboo whistle sounded. The boa constrictor was at least as thick as the rim of a large and thick porcelain bowl.

As soon as the boa constrictor appeared, all the savages held their breath and made more respectful appearances.

This boa constrictor has a bluish-blue color throughout, and it can be regarded as an enlarged version of a poisonous snake named "Zhuyeqing".

The big blue boa constrictor crawled to the side of the square and just coiled there, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, Jing Lan heard footsteps again, and there was a slight clicking sound as she stepped on the dead branches in the forest, and there was another gust of wind in the mountains. It has a very special fragrance, which makes people unforgettable when they smell it, and they are intoxicated unconsciously.

A tall figure in white clothes appeared from behind a clump of bamboo groves on the edge of the square.

With sharp eyes, Jing Lan saw that the person was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, wearing a white dress and a white dress, her hair was also tied up in a snake bun, she was wearing a white kerchief, and there was a blue whistle hanging on her chest.

She came slowly, and when she reached the big blue boa constrictor, she reached out and touched its head, and the snake spread its body away, and "walked" towards Jing Lan with the woman in white.

Jing Lan waited for her to get closer before she could see her face clearly.

A rather heroic face, with sword eyebrows and deep eyes, a straight nose, and red lips with clear lines.Her complexion is slightly darker, and if you look at it in the era before Jing Lan wears it, it is a healthy wheat color.This kind of skin color is darker than Jing Lan's fair skin color, but lighter than those of those barbarians.

On both wrists she wore clusters of small white flowers, which gave off a very strong floral fragrance.

Getting closer, Jing Lan saw a little white snake wrapped around her arm again.

The little white snake is only as thick as chopsticks, but there is a thin red ring on top of its head, like a crown.

Jing Lan stared at her, and she stared at Jing Lan. When their eyes met, she took two steps forward until she approached Jing Lan's face.

Then, she reached out and brushed away the messy hair covering half of Jing Lan's face, so that Jing Lan's face was completely presented in front of her.

Then her hand went down, slid to Jing Lan's chin, clasped her chin, then lifted her chin, looked left and right.

Finally, she let go and said a word to the barbarian leader who was half kneeling on the ground, and the barbarian leader hurriedly agreed with a hum.

Jing Lan also couldn't understand what they were saying.

After the woman in white finished speaking, she walked away, carrying the big blue boa constrictor that looked like her pet.

Jing Lan was puzzled, what was the origin of this white-clothed woman who came and went, what did she say to the barbarian leader, and what was her next fate?

After the white-clothed woman left, the barbarians who had surrounded Jing Lan stood up one after another, and after a few glances at her that Jing Lan couldn't see through, they dispersed silently.

After a while, the people in the square left only the tall barbarian leader, two middle-aged men carrying Jing Lan, and the thirteen or fourteen-year-old barbarian girl Jing Lan had just seen when she woke up.

This made Jing Lan start to think, did the woman in white tell the barbarian leader to let her go?

If so...

Jing Lan felt ecstatic in her heart.

The barbarian leader spoke at this time, and he spoke to the two strong men and the girl.

Jing Lan pricked up her ears, and heard two words clearly: Saintess, god of worship.

Saintess?

Could it be the woman in white just now?

God?

Could it be that woman in white wants to feed herself to her snake?

If this is the case, then it is really just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den.

Jing Lan recalled the act of the white-clothed woman coming to her to pick out goods just now, which further confirmed her guess that she was about to be eaten by the snake that these barbarians sent to the white-clothed woman.

"No, don't send me to be eaten by snakes. I can ask someone to send me a lot of money. Please let me go!" She looked at the barbarian leader and begged.

The barbarian leader heard this, walked up to her, smiled cruelly, and without saying a word, slapped Jing Lan's side neck with a knife.

After the severe pain passed, Jing Lan fainted.

When she woke up again, she was drowsy. She first heard the sound of dripping water, but her whole body was warm and comfortable.

In fact, since the boat sank that night, she has been starving and freezing, and it seems that the cold air has penetrated into the cracks of her bones and it has become stinging.

She will never forget the bone-chilling cold, and her desire for warmth overwhelmed her desire for food.

Jing Lan slowly opened her eyes, and found that her eyes were covered with fog, surrounded by a very thick fog, so thick that she couldn't see her surroundings clearly.

All she could see was the light of fire in the depths of the thick fog.

But when she lowered her head, she saw herself soaking in a pool of steaming water.

this water?

Jing Lan saw that this should be a hot spring, and the spring water gave off a faint sulfur smell.

Below her was a slanted bamboo raft. One end of the bamboo raft was fixed to the edge of the pool. Her whole body, except her head, from her neck to her feet was completely submerged in the steaming hot spring.

In order to prevent her from sliding down, a large piece of cloth was tied around her waist to a bamboo raft about the size of a single bed.

The hot spring is not deep, and her feet can touch the bottom of the pool.

However, she also discovered that she was naked in the hot spring without a trace.

Although she didn't know how long she had soaked, Jing Lan obviously felt that her body was much more comfortable, her whole body became warmer, and the chest pain and tightness caused by coughing were greatly relieved.

However, she also felt thirsty, and she was very thirsty. It would not be too much to say that her throat was smoking.

"Is anyone there? I want to drink water, can you give me some water?" Jing Lan hissed towards the place where there was fire in the depths of the thick fog.

The author has something to say: There is something going on in the third dimension recently, so the update is relatively late, but I will try my best to keep the daily update.