Whitewash that High Priest [System]

Ji Feng's consolation seemed to have some effect, Yun Hai calmed down a bit, but he was still restless and restless.

Although Ji Feng was also a little bit at a loss, the system's answer gave him peace of mind. Self-exploration meant that this phenomenon was not a dead end, and there was a solution, but he hadn't discovered it yet.

But now he has no clue at all, and has no idea from which angle he should explore.

"You go back first, it will be inconvenient if it snows heavily later." Ji Feng glanced at the sky that seemed to be getting darker and darker, and rubbed his staff in the animal skin cloak with his fingers, "Wait until I find out the reason." When the time comes, I will go to the patriarch."

"Abba asked me to stay with you." Yun Hai slapped the back of his head, suppressing his impatience for the time being, "You said, if it snows heavily later, do we need to go to the small wooden shed to add some animal skins? ?”

Shed?

Ji Feng didn't realize what Yun Hai was talking about for a while, but after he found out the relevant content from the original owner's memory, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt that he seemed to have found the point.

"Come with me." Ji Feng said briefly to Yun Hai, pulled the curtain of the tent, and then walked towards the other side, which was the direction of the small wooden shed that Yun Hai had mentioned.

The small wooden shed is actually just a simple shed built with wooden boards. It is only half the height of a person, and the total size is only about one cubic meter. However, the things stored in it are indispensable and important items for the tribe.

That is a divine grass, each tribe will store such a plant, and the high priest in the tribe will go to the place where the divine grass grows every ten years to pick new divine grass to ensure that the effectiveness of the divine grass has not disappeared, and it can Continue to protect the tribe.

The original owner didn't know the specific function of the divine grass. To be precise, the high priests in the tribe didn't know, but this kind of saying has been around for a long time. If there is no divine grass in the tribe, it will definitely suffer. What a dire crisis.

Ji Feng recalled it, although it was only eight years since the last time the old priest took the original owner to pick the divine grass, but he always felt a little uneasy when he heard the word "small wooden shed".

No matter what, it's always good to have a look. Even if there's nothing wrong with the divine grass, you can still get peace of mind.

Yun Hai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what the priest was thinking, he stopped hesitating, and quickened his pace to keep up with Ji Feng.

The small wooden hut was built in a remote area of ​​the tribe, where no tribe lived. There was a not too wide stream passing by not far away. The tribe usually came here to fetch water, but no one would touch this conspicuous place. small wooden shed.

They all knew that this small wooden shed was a very important thing in the tribe, and the most important thing was that the divine grass could no longer see the light from the moment it was separated from the soil.

Whether it is sunlight or moonlight, as soon as the divine grass comes into contact with light, the luster on the surface will begin to dim, until finally it loses its protective effect.

Ji Feng saw the small wooden shed erected by the river from a distance. There was a thin layer of snow on the top of the small wooden shed. It seemed that no one had touched it, but this snow fell last night, not long ago. Stop, no one can tell if anyone has moved before that.

When Yunhai saw the small wooden shed intact, his tense heart relaxed, he let out a long breath, and sighed, "It's great, there is nothing wrong with Shencao."

Ji Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, but he still cautiously approached the small wooden shed, wanting to take a closer look to see if there was anything unusual around.

The next moment, he felt a vague sense of familiarity.

Monsoon's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled out his staff from the animal skin cloak, drew out a trace of divine power to surround the small wooden shed, and then watched them gradually dissipate in the air.

Ji Feng's face turned pale in an instant. Although his face was covered by the animal skin, the shock in his brows and eyes was exposed, allowing Yun Hai to see something wrong with him at a glance.

Yun Hai asked him with some confusion: "Master Feng, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Ji Feng took a deep breath and said softly, "Something happened to the divine grass."

After finishing speaking, Ji Feng didn't look at Yun Hai's sudden change of expression, stretched out his hand, carefully opened a corner of the small wooden shed, and moved his head forward to take a sneak peek at the situation inside.

A few seconds later, Ji Feng stood up, and the sea of ​​clouds behind him was so worried that he couldn't even speak clearly, "Master Feng, how are you?"

Ji Feng shook his head, took off the upper wooden plank, and placed it on the ground beside him, completely exposing the scene in the small wooden shed to the air.

Seeing the scene inside clearly, Yunhai gasped suddenly.

The vibrant green color of Mr. Shen Prairie was no longer in the small wooden shed, only a puddle of gray-black powder remained, as if something had been burned to ashes.

The two knew that the body of these powders could only be the divine grass.

But apart from being afraid of light, the divine grass is not afraid of anything. Even if it is separated from the soil, without the nourishment of water and nutrients, the divine grass can be preserved for at least ten years.Even after ten years, the divine grass will still maintain its original appearance, but the bright halo on the surface will disappear. How could it suddenly turn into such a powder?

Yun Hai couldn't figure it out, but Ji Feng knew the reason for all this.After lifting the board, the faint sense of familiarity seemed to erupt, lingering beside Ji Feng, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

This power is the same as what he felt from Yunshan and Yitai's body, but it has been strengthened dozens or even hundreds of times.

An Liang again.

Without thinking too much, Ji Feng was sure that this was An Liang's handwriting again.But he couldn't figure it out even more. After Yunshan and Yitai, did Anliang's goal be placed on the whole clan again?

No, maybe Anliang was playing with the divine grass first, and maybe the herb in the hands of Yunshan and Yitai was just his second plan.

Anliang him, do you want to destroy the entire Wagner tribe?

An uncontrollable anger surged up in Ji Feng's heart, which made his voice sound depressing and hoarse, "Yun Hai, bring your dad here, hurry up."

Yun Hai hadn't recovered from the shock yet, when he heard Ji Feng's words, his whole body trembled, then he nodded and started to run without hesitation.

Before Yunhai brought the patriarch over, Ji Feng put the board back in place.The fact that the divine grass was destroyed should not be known to the clansmen. If such news were accidentally leaked, Ji Feng would not know how chaotic the clan would become.

The most urgent task is to conceal this news and quickly find a solution so that the matter will not worsen.

Perhaps it was Yunhai who made the matter very serious, not long after, Ji Feng saw Yunhai and Patriarch Yuntian running over quickly.

Patriarch Yuntian knew the seriousness of the matter, and when he stopped beside the small wooden shed and was still breathing, he asked Ji Feng to open the small wooden shed, wanting to personally confirm the condition of the divine grass.