Rune Master

The night in Blue Leaf Small World came quickly.

The two moons rotate, the earth is dead silent, and some flying birds fly over the forest in pairs, dropping a few pieces of light feathers.

The heavy clouds at dusk are very low, which seems to be a sign of restlessness tonight.

Rather than counting it as a dungeon, it is more like a hole dug down, three meters square, not even the size of an ordinary cellar.

There are still traces of artificial excavation on the four walls, without treatment, the underground water seeps in, making the air extremely cold and humid, and it is so cool to stay inside.

Leonardo's status in the sacrificial hall is not high. Among the many sacrificial priests, his ability is regarded as the lowest batch, otherwise he would not be assigned to the Lijiahe branch.

But today he has a thought, which is the nine-browser in Jing Chen's hand.

During the day, he hid beside the animal skin tent and observed for a long time. He had never seen a holy stone with such a curative effect, and it was several times better than that held by the high priest!

The other kind of thing that is given to the seriously injured, the black shape looks like a health pill, as long as he gets it, he will definitely be cultivated by the sacrificial hall!

Now the problem is... Looking at the only light-transmitting air outlet above the head, how can I get out with my hands locked behind the chain?

Leonardo gritted his teeth, fumbled with his fingers and found a ring on the little finger of his left hand, turned it around twice unwillingly, and the wonderful fluctuations spread out.

Even if he finds the people who come to the sacrificial hall to share his credit, no matter how you say it, it will be better than the current situation.

But today, the two sages from the Eastern Continent are very powerful, not to mention that he has broken more than a dozen bones now, even in his heyday, ten of them might not be able to move a finger.

Arrogance belongs to arrogance, this self-knowledge is still there.

It seemed that he could only wait for someone to rescue him, Leonardo's shoulder leaning against the stone wall was drenched, and his face showed a sinister look.

Lijiahe tribe, your days are about to end.

……

Lanyuemang's skill in making soil-braised chicken is good, but other dishes are just so-so.

Even so, whichever is better among the three, compared to Jingchen who can only cook soup and Keshu who can cook rice, his dishes are at least palatable.

"Someone is restless again." As a killer, Ke Shu is very sensitive to slight energy fluctuations, and he quickly slurred his dishes while slurring his speech.

"Hey, you haven't eaten for hundreds of years!" Jing Chen's favorite piece of meat was gone, and when he looked again, the chicken wings were gone.

"Sorry." Ke Shu said insincerely, "I'm used to it, you don't have to worry about me, you can do whatever you want."

Jing Chen, "..." Random wool!Then don't sit at the same table with me!

"Don't tell me, I'm used to delicacies from mountains and seas." Ke Shu added a bowl of rice, "It would be wrong to eat these clear soups and side dishes for a change."

Lan Yuemang looked at the cow's face on the table, I'm really sorry that I can't make delicacies from mountains and seas, so can you save me the chestnut chicken soup.

"Yeah!" Ashura slapped the table dissatisfied. Since Keshu appeared, his quality of life has plummeted.

"Yeah?" Looking at Jing Chen, blinking, can I swallow the table together?

Jing Chen flicked Asura's forehead, pointed to Ke Shu who was devouring him, and said, "Why don't you swallow him."

Anyway, the human design collapsed like this.absolute!It must be possessed by something!

After a meal, Ke Shu was the only one who enjoyed his meal.

The crisp sound of hitting the stone surface was heard three times, and a torch was lit in the open space in the center of the tribe, shining brightly inside and outside.

The curtains of dozens of animal skin tents were opened, and a few families came out, big and small, and walked to the open space.

The patriarch, Lan Yuefeng, has been waiting for a long time. Since the afternoon, he and the guide Lan Yuejing have been guarding here.

"Patriarch."

"Patriarch." Those who arrived first greeted Lan Yuefeng one after another, and then dragged the family to find a place to sit down.

All the wounded from the hunting team were also present, and they were placed alone in a slightly larger space, so they didn't have to squeeze together with other people for fear of pressing their wounds.

When he arrived at Lan Yuemang, Lan Yuefeng stopped him and asked hesitantly, "Why don't you see the two sages?"

"They went around the neighborhood." Lan Yuemang said, "It is said that we have a clan meeting, so it is inconvenient to be there."

"What's the matter, patriarch?" He looked sideways at Lan Yuefeng, a little puzzled, "Could it be that our next matter has something to do with the two sages?"

Lan Yuefeng gave a soft chuckle, and said with a smile, "No, I'm just asking casually, they come from the Eastern Continent, so it's really not good for them to interfere in this matter." Having said that, his expression didn't look like that.

"By the way, Patriarch." Lan Yuemang changed the subject, "You said before that you would trade Leonardo for Yueqing's return. How sure are you?"

He thought about it, and thought that the other party was the clan of the Moon God Tribe, and there were several powerful sages in it, so he felt that this matter was a bit unreliable.

But judging from the performance of the patriarch and the guide, it seems that they are a little sure, so where is their confidence?

"I'll announce this later." The patriarch patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him, "Go and sit down first."

Lan Yuemang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, before coming here, he had invited two sages to the clan meeting, but Ke Shu showed little interest, and Jing Chen just smiled and said nothing, and let it go.

At this moment, the patriarch mentioned that Lan Yuemang had a headache.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want the two of them to participate.

All the way out of the deep blue snow mountain, he owed Jingchen too much, and he didn't want to drag him into the water again this time.

What's more, the clan of the Moon God Tribe is huge, and there is a sacrificial hall behind Lanardo. No matter which side is in trouble, the two sages must not be allowed to get involved.

Not to mention Asura's illness, he may have to take action from the Temple of Sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Lan Yuemang had some calculations in his heart.

Regarding Yueqing's matter, even if it cost his life, he would never compromise.

As for the two sages, after the clan meeting is over, we must explain this matter to them and leave as soon as possible!

The night covers everything, and everything that can be seen during the day is there, not showing a trace at this moment.

On the largest moon birch tree in the tribe, Ke Shu lay lazily in the hollow of the branch, throwing snacks into his mouth every now and then.

"Duya." Asura's eyes moved up and down following the pickled plums, bubbling from his mouth, his eyes were extremely greedy.

Jing Chen pushed aside the branches in front of him, and when he looked out, he could just see the open space where the torches were densely packed, which was very eye-catching in the dark night.

Let go of the divine sense, and the conversations of the natives there are transmitted intermittently.

"I thought you would join in the fun." Ke Shu casually tossed a plum into Asura's mouth.

"Don't feed him! Snacks have been banned for the past three days!" Jing Chen turned his head and glared.

Ke Shu looked back at Asura, gave a helpless look, and sat up, "You really can't go... Hey, someone is coming."

"The priest locked in the dungeon didn't send a message in the afternoon, maybe he recruited it."

"That's right, bedbugs have a way of living like bedbugs." Ke Shu put away his words, Asura stared at him with a sense of guilt, "Hey, don't you remind me, those natives are no match for this group of people .”

"Why do you want to go." A chess piece was played, and a firefly-like light spot lit up on the tree. Jing Chen casually played another one, "To paraphrase your words, I don't care if they live or die."

"Hey, why didn't you say that when you were saving people." Ke Shu raised his arm and hung it on a tree branch, and raised his chin, "I didn't mean to break into the indigenous people. It's a good opportunity."

Jingchen put down his hand, the branches covered him back, and the picture of the open space disappeared, "I'm not the savior."

"If the small world of blue leaves hadn't been born, everything would be on the established track, and now it's just back to the right track." Jing Chen imitated Ke Shu and lay on a tree branch, "And you have to know, things that are too easy to get, most people It’s often not appreciated.”

"Heh." The corner of Ke Shu's mouth curled up, "It's up to you, I'll sleep first, and call me if there is a fight, oh, remind me if you see people in black clothes covered from head to toe."

Jing Chen, "..." From head to toe?How dark is it? !

When everyone arrived, the clan meeting began, and the noisy scene quieted down with a few light coughs from Lan Yuefeng.

Not long after, Lan Yueshu arrived with Leonardo.

"Lan Yuefeng, what the hell are you doing, aren't you afraid of the sanction of the Sacrifice Hall?!" Leonardo's broken ribs were not healed, and he was in pain when he walked.

If it weren't for his close to two-star cultivation base, he would have been in a coma for several days with this kind of injury.

"The Hall of Sacrifice." Lan Yuefeng sneered, "What I'm talking about today is the hypocritical Hall of Sacrifice, and you priests and sages who help the evildoers."

"Hypocrisy?" Leonardo was thrown to the ground by Lan Yueshu, unable to get up, "You are crazy, the judgment of the Holy Spirit is everywhere, are you going to betray your faith?!"

"We believe in the moon god, and this has never changed!" Lan Yuefeng interrupted him, "Now you can shut up."

Leonardo was about to reply when he was kicked by Lan Yueshu who was standing by, the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back, turning into a muffled hum.

"Clan, patriarch." A clan member in the open space tremblingly said, "Is it okay for us to treat the priest like this?"

Most people didn't know what happened in the morning, and they didn't even hear about the attack on the hunting team. They didn't realize it until they saw the injuries of Lan Yueshan.

Not to mention knowing that Leonardo was arrested and put in a dungeon.

Of course, most people don't know the existence of Jingchen and Keshu.

"Sacrifice, huh, I stole a chicken two days ago. It's an old hen, which can lay three eggs a day. If you sacrifice like this, I can't wait to slap his ears!"

"The baby got bluestone disease the year before last, and was taken away by the clan people the next day. There was no one to find the medicine. Isn't it the priest who reported the news!"

"With such sacrifices, I would rather go to the northwest wasteland to be an exiled tribe!"

"If the divine favor of the sacrificial hall is to let our clansmen go to die every year, then this divine favor is worthless!"

One question aroused a lot of resentment. Unexpectedly, Lan Nadu had deep grievances in the tribe, which Lan Yuefeng did not expect.

Then, the next thing should be much smoother.

He exchanged glances with the guide, and said loudly, "Everyone be quiet, listen to me, who of you still remember how many people with blue stone disease have been sent away by our tribe in recent years?"

"In five years, there have been more than twenty."

"My baby went there the year before last. The hell with the treatment, I haven't even heard back."

"You guys are alright, my poor baby sent back the news of his death, and we didn't even see each other for the last time."

"And I."

The overall statistics have never been done, so adding in one by one, a tribe with a total of just over 100 people, [-]% of them were taken away by bluestone disease alone.

And news of the death of more than half of the clansmen has already been reported, which is really a terrible number.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiying sister paper for mine (づ￣3￣)づ