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He Ning spent the first three days in his bedroom when he returned to Wuzhi City, and even Moody didn't show up.The tributes in front of the temple piled up like a mountain, and the three Dosha people and the girls who came to help were so busy that the tributes sent every day continued to increase.In addition to fruit-eating birds and small animals, leopards were also found nearby.With green lizards and black lizards around, there is no need to worry about safety issues. Leopards will not be so stupid as to feed themselves into their mouths as supper.

The craftsmen and shepherds chose houses in the west of the city and moved into the city.The remaining tents and camps were dismantled one after another. After a heavy rain, the bare ground quickly grew green grass, covering all the traces left by people.

The craftsmen choose to live next to each other, and each craftsman's courtyard wall is painted with special patterns, representing their craftsmanship.This is the tradition of artisans in the Aran continent, which has existed since the age of the empire.

Animal patterns are often painted on the walls of the shepherds' courtyards, and the rooms are covered with brightly colored blankets and pillows with exquisite patterns.On the low wooden table, a thin-necked copper pot emits colorless smoke, and the smell of spices diffuses in the room, either sweet or refreshing. This is the tradition of the desert nation with a history of thousands of years.

The Naderin tribe was also allowed to move into the city. The patriarchs and elders specially put on the best robes and turbans with the family emblem, and knelt on the ground facing the direction of the temple, "The Naderin people sincerely thanked The mercy of the Great Witch!"

Naderin's women were talking happily about how to arrange the room while they were unpacking the tent and packing their luggage.Children are curious about everything in the city.

When He Ning was away, the girls could live in the city only if the artisans responsible for rebuilding the deserted city were allowed to move around in the city.Naderines don't break the rules here to satisfy their curiosity.The children are even more severely warned that if they make a mistake, they will be driven away, and no one will intercede for them.

With no food and clothing, no pastures for grazing, they have to trek in the desert every day, and they will also encounter terrible desert wolves.

"Do you want to live like this again?"

The children's heads shook like rattles, and they swore to the gods that they would be obedient and abide by the rules of the city of witches.

There are lush pastures, herds of cattle and sheep, and kind foreigners. The Naderin people have suffered a lot and need a stable life.They don't want to be driven away and want to live here forever.

Now, He Ning allows the Naderin people to enter the city, and the happiest thing is these children who have been taught by their elders.

They took the initiative to help their families carry tents and daily necessities, lead cattle and sheep out of the fence, and when they entered the city gate, they firmly grasped the robes of their father and mother, opened their eyes curiously, looked at the river flowing in the city, Looking at the tall and beautiful buildings, looking at his new home.

"This is our home."

The father pushed open the door, and the mother arranged the best camel wool blanket in the room. The child was so excited that he rolled on the blanket and smiled happily under the loving eyes of his parents.This is their home, and they no longer need to wander around in the desert, no need to worry about desert wolves breaking into the tent at night, and no need to be afraid of vicious robbers in the desert.

The mother got up to prepare dinner, and the father stroked the child's head, "You have to remember, all this was given to the Naderin people by the great witch, remember it firmly."

"Yes, Father." The child got up straight and sat upright, with the purest emotion in his clear eyes, "I will repay the great witch, and when I grow up, I must become the bravest warrior to protect you. Dawu, fight for Dawu!"

"You?"

The elder brother sitting on the side curled his lips pretending to be disdainful, bent his arms, and puffed up his strong muscles, "I will become a warrior. You should obediently graze at home. You are a little man who can't even hold a calf."

"Zade, I will definitely grow taller than you! Don't call me small again!"

"Call me brother, little man!"

"I will never bark!"

"You boy!"

Seeing the two energetic brothers, the father laughed loudly, and the laughter spread outside the door. The mother put down the wooden plate containing wheat cakes and fruits, turned to face the temple, folded her arms in front of her chest, bent down, and sincerely Thank you for everything you have given me.

"Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart, may God bless you forever."

On the same day, the Naderin people selected the fattest cattle and sheep and sent them to the temple just to express their gratitude to He Ning.

The oracles never ask for tribute like the temple of Otiramus, they give it all willingly.

The Nadrin left, leaving only the black hyenas outside the city who had not been allowed to enter the city.

The young priest never showed up, leaving the anxious clansmen to guard outside the tent.

Yidong and others have already returned to the western wilderness, and there is no room for recovery. The priest has made up his mind, and no one can shake it.

Taking advantage of the great witch's favor, he greedily hopes for things that do not belong to him. The priest cannot change the thoughts of Yidong and others. He can only change himself, and change the people who are still willing to follow him.

"Let's go back."

The clansmen who were guarding outside the tent waited for a long time, but they didn't wait for the priest to change his mind, but only waited for him to refuse.

A young child walked out of the tent and stood in front of everyone, "Master Sacrifice told me to tell you that he has already said what he has to say, don't come again, he will not change his mind."

The black hyenas looked at each other in blank dismay, because the priest was young, and the black hyena warriors led by Ito respected him far less than the old priest.Most of the time, he is just a symbol, to put it bluntly, even a display.Now, the young priest showed a tough side, and the soldiers realized that they should not underestimate him.

Some tribesmen began to hesitate. Did they really think wrong and do wrong?

"Ito must be notified immediately." The leader of the black hyena looked gloomy, "It seems that the priest will not change his mind, and we must find another way."

A tribe without a priest cannot be really strong. They didn't expect this young priest to be so troublesome.

"I didn't expect that the great witch would not allow us to enter the city." A black hyena man complained, "Has he forgotten that we fought for him?"

"Shut up!" The leader of the black hyena glared at the speaker, and shouted sharply, "If I hear this again, I'll pierce your neck with a spear!"

The black hyena who had been scolded fell silent and dared not speak out.

Compared to the embarrassment and anxiety of the black hyenas, the city was filled with joy.

Wam's caravan was allowed to set up stalls on a wide street, and the sea people also came to join in the fun. The stalls were spread from the street to the end of the street. The stalls were filled with salt, spices, and various kinds of cloth. , gems and dry goods brought by the sea people.

It was the first time such a market had appeared in the deserted city, and it was extremely lively, no less than festivals and festivals in the city-state.

Most of the craftsmen exchanged wheat and gold and silver for salt and spices, and girls carried small camel blankets to start business among the stalls.The samples they brought attracted the attention of many businessmen, and even Haimin expressed considerable interest. It wasn't just Wam who had a unique vision during the business journey.

Some shepherds brought cattle, sheep, and camels, and some carried cages made of vines, which contained quacking one-legged birds and bird eggs that were bigger than a grown man's fist.

The bazaar has been on display for several days. In addition to the stalls of merchants and seamen, there are also people selling wheat cakes, barbecues and fruits in the bazaar.On the third day of the market, a band that has been wandering around the Eastern Continent all year round appeared outside the city by mistake. After confirming their identity, the leader of the band decided to stay temporarily. Everything here is so novel. There are also very few sea dwellers who have gone deep into the desert, how can it not be amazing?

More importantly, the bustling bazaar and the generous craftsmen and shepherds made the group leader extremely "heart-moving".

The poet in the orchestra was inspired and was working on a long poem in which he would write everything he saw here.

The sea of ​​flowers flying with butterflies and bees, clear lakes, green grass, groups of animals, towering temples, and ancient city-states seem to be scenes depicted in narrative poems centuries ago, so beautiful and vivid.

The orchestra borrowed a building facing the street, with a two-story structure, a spacious terrace, and a pretty good location.

With the sound of drums and the crescent moon played by the musicians, the dancers in colorful gauze danced on the terrace, and the old man who told the story and the poet with the harp sat on the spread blanket. Start your own show.

With the addition of the band, the bazaar will become more lively, and the news of the city of witches will spread at a faster speed.

On the sixth day, all the goods brought by the caravan were sold out, and the pockets on the camel's back were filled with gold, precious stones, wheat, and a large number of exquisite camel wool blankets.In addition, there are fruit seeds unique to the City of Witches, one-legged birds and bird eggs, and robust cattle and sheep.

In this market, the merchants have all bought the goods they like, and they will definitely make a lot of money when they return to the north.The sea people also gained a lot. It is conceivable that when the day of departure, the sea beasts will never have enough space on their backs for them to pitch a tent.

Before the end of the market, He Ning planned to join in the excitement, after all, the opportunity is rare.

Miya asked him to put on a robe and wrap his turban before he could go out.If He Ning hadn't argued hard, Miya might have wrapped her into a rice dumpling and looked up to Haimin.

"Master, you must listen to me on this matter."

Miya's expression is extremely serious, and once she shows such an expression, it proves that there is nothing to discuss.

He Ning was helpless, this girl was also doing it for his own good. Ever since she performed another magic stick performance on the day she returned to the city, walking around the city swaggeringly was already an impossible task.

I don't want to be worshiped everywhere I go, so I can only cover my face and hair.

Seeing He Ning's attire, Mu Di held back for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, covered his mouth, and laughed until his shoulders shook.

In the east, only girls from a very small number of tribes can wrap up so tightly, and before they get married...

Seeing the city lord was about to burst into tears with laughter, a certain big witch was filled with blackness, and the turban covered his face, but it didn't prevent him from moving his hands and feet.

Swiping out his claws, the sound of piercing the air was accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth, and the laughter of the city lord stopped abruptly.

He Ning left the room refreshed, Moody sat on the ground, clasped his fingers, rested his elbows on his lapped knees, a sleeve of his robe was torn off, golden scales covered his shoulders, three scratches were clearly visible visible.

After a long silence, the city lord laughed again. It is certain that his great witch still remembers what happened before.

Not leaving the room for three days seems to be too much.

Could it be that the city lord reflected on the fact that the great witch who gave him a claw walked out of the temple and blew his nails. It is He's character that revenge must be revenged.

The feeling of revenge is simply extraordinary.

Walking into the bazaar, the familiar atmosphere rushed towards him, and He Ning remembered the phantom he saw when he first arrived in the deserted city.

Merchants arguing over prices, the aroma of wheat cakes and fruits, whirling dancers, drums beating, poets telling ancient stories to the sound of stringed harps.

When all the illusions turned into reality, He Ning couldn't tell what it was like at the moment.

Excited or Excited?

I can't explain clearly, but my eye sockets are faintly hot.

This is his home... 400 years, that's really too long...

"Owner?"

"It's nothing."

He Ning closed his eyes hard, waited until the sore feeling passed, and then said in a relaxed tone: "Miya, let's go over there."

With Haimin as a comparison, He Ning's attire did not attract much attention. He walked through one stall after another with great interest, stopping every few stalls to talk to the stall owner.The merchants who set up stalls recognized Miya who was following He Ning, but they didn't make a sound. They only patted their chests after He Ning left, and exchanged a knowing look with the nearby merchants. The oracle It's unimaginable to visit the market.

Before the destruction of the Temple of Otiramus, not to mention the great witch, even the priestesses who served the great witch seldom showed up in front of people, and almost never walked out of the temple.

On the other hand, He Ning, although a little less mysterious, is a little more friendly and more real.

He Ning's interest is only in the market, not in shopping. He walked through most of the stalls and only bought two packs of spices prepared by Haimin and a piece of blue gemstone.

Spices for his own use, sapphires... He will not admit that he bought this gem in a daze because he remembered someone.

The drums sounded again, He Ning was not in a hurry to go back to the temple, and simply joined the crowd to watch the singing and dancing, and listened to the ancient stories told by the poet, fascinated slightly.

Miya followed closely beside He Ning and nodded to several knights in the crowd to ensure He Ning's safety.

In fact, there are only a handful of people in the entire continent who can hurt He Ning.In the City of Witches, no one would be so bold as to take action against the oracle.The reason why the knights followed was simply that they couldn't bear to refuse Miya's concern.

He Ning imitated the others and sat cross-legged on the blanket, resting his chin on one hand, listening to the story with relish.

At the same time, two goshawks flew over the temple and fought with the birds of prey that had been invaded before landing safely.

Moody untied the parchment scroll from Goshawk's leg, looked at the content on it, tapped his fingers, and chuckled, these barbarians were even more impatient than he thought.