Crossing to the Wild

Mosaic full of eyes.

Rong Yue trembled.

Although the world is relatively open and everyone usually dresses cooler, Rong Yue was not mentally prepared to see such a mosaic scene!

What frightened him even more was that the two largest ice sculptures placed in the front, although their faces were blurred, but judging by their features...they were himself and Tianyang!What are these people thinking about! ?

The fight between Xiaoxiao and Lili escalated overnight, and they questioned Rongyue.

"Moon Sacrifice! Lord Tianyang! We just want to know one question!" The two said in unison: "Whose ice sculpture between us is real!"

None of them are true!

Rong Yue exhausted all her strength to not blush in public or turn around and run away.He pretended to be calm and said, "Guess."

Xiaoxiao and Lili were stunned for a moment, their eyes gleaming, as if they knew something, they both showed satisfied expressions.

Rong Yuehan was about to come down.

What do you guys know.

The cold winter is a challenge for survival, but the peaceful winter is also suitable for lingering in the house.

In the previous autumn outing in Snowmelt Valley, rehearsing the program and traveling together really deepened the understanding between people and led to many new lovers.

Dew and Overwinter successfully conceived cubs, sending a new signal to the tribe.

At this moment, over the Xingyue tribe, there are patches of ambiguous pink bubbles.Some people show love through ice sculptures, some people comment on whose ice sculpture poses, some people discuss their ideal type...

When the voting was over, Rong Yue felt that her face was going to freeze with laughter.

In the end, the one with the most votes and No. 1 was the statue of Lili, who insisted that the leader should be sacrificed at the top.

Rong Yue felt that everyone might be just teasing.

Because that ice sculpture is nothing like him.

But no matter what, this ice sculpture exhibition that he raised his mouth on a whim is finally over...

Rong Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, as the old man said, the tribe ushered in a big snowstorm.

This time, it was difficult for people to even go out.If you don't hold on to something strong when you go out, thinner people will even be blown away by the wind.

Fortunately, a breeding team was arranged in advance, and people were left on duty in the chicken coop and rabbit coop, otherwise the "fresh meat" raised by the tribe might starve to death.

The stone and wood house finally had its advantages, and it was not crushed or blown away in this snowstorm. Because all the supplies were sufficient, everyone was happy to start the winter.

Rong Yue and Tian Yang nestled comfortably in the warm room, not only grilled by charcoal fire, but also lit by the holy light.

Tianyang took the branches of the returning tree and slowly peeled it off, while Rong Yue was thinking about the plan for the coming year facing the bark.

The Hive Tribe had a great influence on him.

Previously, the main body of his plan for the new year was still the Xingyue tribe, but now, Rongyue's plan has a larger scope.

He wants to connect the tribes together and build a basic traffic information network.

According to Yun Ye, there are more than 200 tribes participating in the Daji if the circle is drawn with the melting snow valley as the center.

Some of these tribes are big and some are small, but Rongyue decided to bring them all under his sphere of influence - he wanted to build the Xingyue tribe into a "center".

Each center has its unique and essential functions.

In the future, the Xingyue Tribe will establish an unprecedented "hospital" and a "planting and breeding technology school" to allow more people to move.

Only in this way can the "Snowmelt Valley Alliance" be established.

To this end, he had to further cooperate with the Ministry of Salt.

After Tianyang heard his idea, he nodded and said, "We have treasure land, and we also have Yunye."

Rong Yue blinked and smiled, look how prescient he is!

The wind was blowing outside, Rong Yue was writing on the bark while discussing the details with Tian Yang.

"First of all, we provide the seeds of various plants, and other tribes exchange them for things. When our prestige becomes stronger, we can start currency exchange."

"People who come to learn farming and breeding must study in our tribe for a full quarter before returning to the tribe to plant. The files must be kept at the end. If the attitude is not good and they leave before finishing their studies, and those who refuse to pay tuition fees have other black history ... the seeds will not be provided to their tribe starting next year."

The holy light hangs above the table like a soft lamp, and Tianyang is carving a wooden stick in his hand, looking at Rongyue's writing from the reverse side.

"Of course, in order to keep our seeds attractive, we must improve them every year. As long as our tribe is the largest planting tribe, our seeds will always be the best."

"There is still a limit." Tianyang said: "Prevent reselling."

Rong Yue gave a thumbs up: "Good idea."

Things are much simpler in hospitals.

Rong Yue's skills are very convenient to use, and he can heal more people, and he can also gain experience points to help him level up quickly.

As for the remuneration, an appropriate amount will be collected at that time. If the people are too poor, they can also work in the Xingyue tribe to pay off their debts.

These two projects, because they are closely related to survival, are extremely attractive.

In addition, they have to cooperate with the Ministry of Salt to open up trade routes together.

Rong Yue brewed a cup of tea given by Yun Ye, blew on it, and took another sip: "Even if the Ministry of Salt refuses to cooperate with us, this matter must be done, and it must be done first."

He wanted to inform the tribes about the wolf-head wooden sign through the trade route.

Good guys face off against bad guys, and the good guys are always more vulnerable.

Reminding everyone to be vigilant is what Rong Yue is most anxious about now.If it weren't for the fact that winter is not a good time to travel, when he just found out that the bee colony tribe was completely wiped out, he would find a way to send someone to notify the tribes.

But winter also brought a bit of buffer space, allowing him to calm down and think about how to deliver the news faster and more accurately.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden scratching sound at the door.

Tianyang went to open the door, and the cold wind blew in like a knife, and a white shadow flashed through the crack of the door.

Tianyang closed the door again.

Rong Yue exclaimed in surprise, "It's that fox!"

The white fox has thick fur and is very frost-resistant. It was originally born for the snow, but this snowstorm is too big... The little fox wandered around the tribe for a few days, and finally found Rongyue here.

After all, the owner let it go several times, and even threw food for it at the door.

What a cunning little fox.

Rong Yue misses it quite a bit, and thought about whether to take it home and raise it.It's a pity that the wild one was not caught after all. Unexpectedly, two days later, the little fox ran into it by itself.

He poured water for the little fox, and soaked some jerky in warm water for it to eat.

The little white fox hid in the crack behind the bucket at first, and after confirming that he was not in danger for a long time, he came out cautiously and licked the water slowly.

After a while, I may know that the water is clean, so I started to eat it.

Rong Yue didn't make any plans, so she lay on the table and watched the fox, and asked Tian Yang, "How old is it? Can you tell?"

Tianyang walked over, and while the fox was not paying attention, he picked up its tail, which frightened the little fox to scream and struggle wildly.

Looking at his buttocks, pinching his mouth and looking at his teeth, Tian Yang came up with the answer simply and rudely: "About half a year old, male."

Rong Yue was surprised: "So small?"

"Animals grow fast."

Tianyang has never hunted any foxes in the nearby woods, nor has there been red foxes or gray foxes.This little white fox didn't know where it came from, and even if they wanted to release it, they didn't know where to put it.

"It should be fed by a female animal." Tianyang touched it around and explained: "It is very fat, and the female animal is very capable."

The little fox had given up struggling, with four paws drooping limply, and the big fluffy tail being dragged by Tianyang.

The more Rong Yue looked at it, the more she liked it: "It's pretty."

"Make you a scarf?"

Rong Yue: "..."

In this way, the future bib lived in their house.

Of course, it detours when it sees Tianyang. It is very aware of current affairs and dare not even fart.

Rong Yue rubbed the fox for nothing, and taught Tian Yang how to read and write. Because he couldn't go out, the progress was faster than usual.

After three days like this, the little fox got into trouble.

It usually scratches the door in the morning and asks Rong Yue to let it go out to pee, but today it feels cold or something, and it actually peed in the house!When Rong Yue was holding it and masturbating!

Even though Rong Yue threw it out in time, it still splashed on her body!

Rong Yue raised a devilish smile of "It's time to make a scarf".

But raising is what you want to raise, and you can only bear the consequences.

"I've decided!" Rong Yue frantically tore off the clothes on her body, and soon her bare upper body was left with a pair of linen shorts: "From today it will be called a scarf!"

"..." The scarf hid in the corner and shivered.

Tian Yang had just gone to the kitchen to boil water, when he came back with a big wooden bucket, he saw Rong Yue's **** body at a glance.

"..." Tianyang choked up.

It was too cold, Rong Yue quickly took off the last layer of cloth, got into the tub, wiped her wet face, raised her head and said to Tian Yang, "Shall we wash together?"

Rong Yue's heart was beating like a drum, and she pretended to be calm.They hadn't showered together.

Because he felt awkward, he kept avoiding people in the shower.

But now they are all off, the water is difficult to heat in winter, and they haven't bathed for several days... Well, it's all an excuse.

He just didn't want to be naked, but Tianyang was well dressed.

Tianyang was silent, making Rong Yue nervous about whether to take back the words, after a long while, Tianyang slowly took off his clothes.

At a glance.

The water flooded up, and the calf was squeezed in the middle, Rong Yue couldn't control the redness on her face anymore, and it didn't feel right to look anywhere.

"Kill the scarf later." Rong Yue looked at the roof.

"Okay." Tianyang indulged.

The scarf in the corner: ………? ? ?

……

It was getting dark outside, the bath was warm, Rong Yue washed her hair, and curled up on the bed wet.

Soon, Tianyang also followed.

The Guiling tree branch couldn't be cut on the bed, and Rongyue's plan was placed on the table and it was inconvenient to move. He casually summoned a book and continued to teach Tianyang how to read.

They were arm to arm, and the heat burned to the heart.

Rong Yue pointed to the dialog box of the comic: "Here is written, [with close people, do | things you love to do...]", halfway through reading, he felt uncomfortable: "Uh, these two people are digging ear."

Tianyang: "..."

He snatched the manga from Rong Yue's hand and flipped to the cover.

In the painting, there are two people hugging and kissing, one of them has white hair and wears a blue-green forehead ornament.

Although the chin is too sharp and the eyes are too big, but Tianyang is not blind, this painting is basically the moon!

Who is he kissing! ?

Rong Yue was stabbed by Tian Yang's sharp eyes, and the holy light was extinguished with one click, and said dryly: "They are really digging their ears."

Tianyang's face darkened: "Light up."

"Oh."

The room was lit up again, and Rong Yue explained angrily: "I took the wrong one, this is the fanbook given to me by the player, I wanted to take it for friendship..."

"Friendship?"

"The people who drew this fantasize about the relationship between me and an acquaintance of mine. They can think that we are friends or lovers." Rong Yue added: "Just like Lili and Xiaoxiao, they are all fantasies."

Tianyang hummed, and slowly and carefully finished reading this R18 Xiaohuang|manga.

Although the text is half-understood, who let this be a comic.

Tianyang's breathing became heavier, and a long-lost, uncontrollable anger rose in his body.The person on the screen looks like Rong Yue but does not look like her. In the world of the screen, she is doing intimate things with people she doesn't know.

If it wasn't for rational control, Tianyang would have tore this book up.

Rong Yue's eyes were wet, and she smiled embarrassingly and sincerely, and she leaned over to look at it without fear of death: "... At first, I really picked out my ears. Look, this person is still holding a cotton swab in his hand. The words in the dialog box It's [ah, a little deeper]..."

The cunning little thing whispered in his ear on purpose, and the hot breath made Tianyang's ears warm.

Rong Yue finally couldn't help it, burst out laughing, panted for a long time before saying: "Honestly, shall I clean your ears too?"

In the end, Tian Yang obediently lay down on Rong Yue's lap.

Rong Yue wrapped a small piece of cloth around the branch, and carefully stretched it into Tianyang's ear.

This kind of intimate action is more itchy than some X-rated pictures.

Nervous, shaking hands.Rong Yue tried to relax, pretended not to care, and said a few jokes, and then watched Tian Yang's ears turn red.

Bleeding red.

Is this too intense, or too sensitive?

The scarf made a humming and chirping sound at the foot of the bed, Rong Yue ignored it, held her breath, and concentrated on gently spinning the twig.After a while, he patted Tianyang: "Turn around."

Just now the sky was facing outwards, but now it is turning inwards, with warm breath through the clothes, Rong Yue's stomach is slightly hot.

Following his movements, Tianyang's other ear also turned red.

The four eyes met, the atmosphere became more sticky, Rong Yue was in a trance, and was suddenly pressed down by Tian Yang.

Rong Yue has praised Tian Yang's appearance countless times.

If there is a god, Tian Yang must have been kissed by a god when he was born.

Being looked at by such a person with fiery eyes, even Rong Yue could hardly resist.

Many times before, Rong Yue refused because she was afraid that the black pattern would change Tianyang.But until now, he can no longer deceive himself—the black stripes are a part of him, whether it is the cheerfulness in disguise or the madness of suppressing possessive desire, they are all reflections of his heart.

Ice sculptures, comic books, the sincere face-to-face in the wooden barrel, and the winter wind whistling outside the window all catalyze the ambiguity.

Rong Yue felt that his brain was going to melt, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Tianyang's strong arms supported his sides.

"My name is Rong Yue. Two words."

Tianyang's heart moved slightly, and he read out hoarsely.

"Rong Yue."

"Ah."

Rong Yue smiled in relief, and extinguished the holy light.

Just as they slowly approached each other...

"belch!"

A group of flames flashed inexplicably!

Rong Yue's angle was just right enough to see the ball of fire at the foot of the bed, he screamed in fright, and was about to sit up, and then bumped into Tian Yang's head violently!

"..." Rong Yue covered her head, tears were about to come down, she waited for a while before re-lighting the holy light.The two put on their clothes and got out of bed, looking everywhere for what happened just now.

"I really saw it!" Rong Yue emphasized: "A ball of fire! Appeared out of thin air, disappeared out of thin air! Behind you! Could it be that your ability has been upgraded again?"

With a dark face, Tianyang gritted his teeth: "It's definitely not me."

"I also heard a strange noise, like a hiccup..."

"There are only foxes here." Tianyang half-kneeled, staring at the huddled fox: "Come out."

Rong Yue, who had never heard of animals breathing fire, found it ridiculous, watching Tian Yang grab the fox by its tail and pick it up again, how innocent she looked.

"The scarf isn't a monster? How could it be..."

The fox belched quickly, and a small cloud of orange flame sprayed the air.

Rong Yue, who was quickly slapped in the face: "..."

Rong Yue convinced, Tianyang's psychological quality is really good.I have only been in this world for a long time, and I feel that my view of the world has been challenged, but Tianyang has lived for so many years, and he is actually very calm.

But when you think about it, it's not that strange.

Where there are sacrifices, there are demon envoys, so if there are monsters, there should also be... divine beasts?

It's just that the news flow in this continent is slow, even if someone has seen it, they may think it is an ordinary animal at first glance.If there is no intersection with people, there is no news.

This fox is really a coincidence.

"Scarf." Rong Yue raised its front paw with complicated emotions: "What else can you do besides breathing fire?"

Tianyang's face was dark: "He will also urinate everywhere."

Rong Yue: "..."

The blizzard was still falling, and in the next few days, the two continued to do what they should do.

While Tianyang was carving the staff, Rongyue was writing plans and learning how to cook.

The progress of teaching Tianyang to read and write is advancing by leaps and bounds. The day before Blizzard stopped, Tianyang was able to read all his fan comics independently.

Rong Yue's meal can finally be eaten...

In the early morning of the next day, the bib was sleeping at the foot of the bed, her chubby body curled up heavily, and Rong Yue's feet were a little numb from the pressure.

He opened his eyes, feeling that the surrounding was a little unaccustomed to the silence, and suddenly realized that the whistling wind had stopped.

Tianyang's arms were around him, Rongyue moved with difficulty, and then pushed his hand: "Let go, the snow seems to have stopped."

The snow did stop.

Pushing open the door hard, the golden sun shines in, and the world is pure white.

Xue was already as tall as a human thigh, and blocked the door firmly. Fortunately, Tianyang was strong enough to forcefully push it open.

Someone in the tribe woke up and shouted excitedly: "The snow has stopped——"

The coldest winter is over, and then the snow will gradually melt and a new year will begin.

On the table the bark of the plan was written, illuminated by the sun.

At the beginning of the new year, the first person who came to Rong Yue was Sang Lu.

In the past ten days, she seemed to have figured out something, and told Rong Yue everything she knew and experienced.

The timing was very ingenious, and Rong Yue said after listening, "You have been of great help."

Those murderers who killed the swarm tribe were marked by the head of a wolf.

I don't know if they are considered a "tribe", so let's call them the wolf head tribe for now.

According to Sang Lu, not only did they wear a wooden sign with a wolf's head, but they also had tattoos of a wolf's head on their bodies, all in conspicuous places.

On the way back from Snowmelt Valley, she also saw such a person passing by in the forest.

"I'm sorry." Sang Lu burst into tears.

"I thought it was my illusion. Because I used to hallucinate and see tattoos like this, and then I would collapse and pass out, and wake up and realize that it wasn't real... This time, I thought it was my old habit. .”

"If I had known, I sure, would have said..."

"sorry Sorry……"

Unfortunately, apart from the wolf head tattoo, Sang Lu can't give any more information.

She originally thought that after walking for more than half a year and crossing the stars, she would never see them again in this life. Who knew that running away would not solve the problem.

As for why they wanted to kill people, Sang Lu couldn't give any decent reason.Only the reason for her being let go is clear.

"I have spots on my face, they say I'm a monster, and they say don't kill monsters."

Only kills, and feels happy because of killing, and has a declaration of "don't kill monsters".

This is obviously not what normal human beings should do.

What kind of tribe do these wolf heads like to choose?

With only two cases, Rong Yue couldn't analyze more, but no matter what, the negotiations with the Ministry of Salt had to be stepped up.

He called Baodi and Yunye to the small wooden building alone.

"Our caravan?"

At this moment, Yunye is already a Xingyue person who loves the tribe very much, and he is not stingy with information at all, and pours out all the affairs of the Yanbu.

Although some information was already known from Bao Xing, Rong Yue still listened carefully.

"Is the route of these caravans fixed every year?"

Yun Ye said: "Almost, they are all familiar routes. If you want to take an unfamiliar road, you will bring a stall to prevent accidents."

Rong Yue was in a good mood, so she let them get closer and whispered, "I've given you a task..."

As winter passed, the Ministry of Salt also began its daily activities.

Mingshan had a very bad winter.

The chief priest of the tribe, his wife Qianshou, became weaker after a winter.

He wanted to talk to Yunye about his pressure, but he turned around and remembered that Yunye had left.

This is a very lonely winter.

One day after the snow stopped, the mother of the three Baoxing brothers and sisters came to him with a pot of hot soup.On that day, Mingshan was letting himself be immersed in memories and be unhappy.

"Mingshan." Baoxing's mother called him, "Why are you sitting here, the snow is very wet."

Ming Shan said irritably, "Leave me alone."

No one knows that this big rock outside the salt mine is the place where he and Yunye Lanjiao swore to be friends for life.

They were still young at that time, only about 15 years old, and Mingshan was full of pride and ambition, so he asked his two good brothers.

"Are you willing to join me in making the tribe bigger and stronger, and then become strong together?"

Lan Jiao smiled heartily, with his dark skin against his white teeth, he foolishly said that he would definitely like it.

Mingshan turned his gaze to Yunye again.Yunye was fairer than them at that time, and his temper was always the best. He pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes curled into slits.

He said, I will always support you.

They were standing beside this big rock when they said this.

Now, with his old friend gone, Mingshan came here alone, remembering the past, sitting beside a stone shivering with cold.

But he didn't know how to explain to others the special meaning of this place to him.

Grandma Baoxing never understood these things, she only eats and sleeps, occasionally does laundry and dries meat.As long as she can eat and drink enough, she doesn't seem to have any troubles, and she doesn't understand the difficulty of being the leader of Mingshan.

Mingshan doesn't like to chat with her.

Compared to her, Mingshan admired his nominal wife, the great priest of the Yanbu even more.

Her name is Qianshou, and when her parents named her, they hoped that she would become a very capable person.

True to her name, Qianshou has grown into a capable and intelligent woman.After awakening and becoming a priest, she was destined not to have any more children of her own, so she worked hard to exercise her abilities, recommended herself to Mingshan, and finally became the chief priest of the tribe, Mingshan's wife.

Qianshou knows a lot, but Mingshan doesn't like her very much, because she is very tough and sometimes scolds people, and feels that Mingshan doesn't make certain decisions well.

Of course, Mingshan felt that his decision was very good without any problems.

At times like this, Lan Jiao and Yun Ye would come to persuade them...to stop their quarrel.

Mingshan has a lot of affection for Qianshou, even though she is sometimes very unpleasant and not very good-looking.

But after Qianshou fell ill, he became really troubled.

There's nothing to worry about though.

"Mingshan." Baoxing's mother called him again: "Come and drink some soup, you will get sick if you stay there."

The word sick suddenly angered Mingshan's nerves, he stood up suddenly: "I said leave me alone!"

Baoxing's mother was startled by his yelling, and poured hot soup on her hands.

She stuck her hand into the snow, and it took a while to take it out, it was all red.

Annoyed, Ming Shan felt a little sorry, walked over and grabbed her hand and said, "Are you all right? It's all my fault..."

Baoxing's grandma didn't answer, but looked down at the snow.

She looked around, looked left and right but didn't look at Mingshan, and after a while, she said in a voice like a mosquito: "There is something I want to discuss with you..."

"What?" Ming Shan had a bad feeling.

"We haven't made a bond either, so we can't be considered husband and wife... This winter, I met a very nice man, he likes me very much, I want to form a bond with him." The woman lowered her head: "Is it possible?"

Mingshan: "..."

What exactly is going on!Why did I get to this point all of a sudden!

Ming Shan was furious: "You go! Don't let me see you when you go!"

"Hey." Baoxing's grandma ran away in good faith.

Ming Shan stood where he was, and even wanted to cry a little.

Before he could contemplate it, he was found by the guards again. The guards asked the leader, how to distribute the dried meat in winter, who distributed how much, how much stock was left, and all kinds of trivial questions.

"How do I know!" Ming Shan was about to get angry: "Didn't I hand it over to Ah Hu!"

"Well, leader..." The guard said tremblingly, "Ah Hu said he wanted to leave the tribe and go find his master, Yun Ye."

Mingshan: "..."

He wiped his face vicissitudes of life: "Let's go, I'll go back right away."

Frustrated, Mingshan felt dejected. After dealing with tribal matters, he went to see Qianshou, who had lost a lot of weight due to illness, and finally went to Alan, the sister of Awei who caused trouble that day.

Alan is the most capable priest in the tribe except for Qianshou. If Qianshou is really dead, then she will definitely become the chief priest of the tribe.

But her younger brother A Wei made a big mistake, and she was criticized even during this period of time, and he was not as public as before.

She was drinking tea when Mingshan brought people into her yard.

The tea was still left by Yunye, and Mingshan felt uncomfortable when he saw something related to Yunye, and his attitude was even worse.

"Alan, what are you doing?"

The female priest with short hair stood up and bowed to Mingshan, saying, "Master Mingshan, I am thinking about the future of the tribe."

This is finally a normal human speech, and Ming Shan's mood improved: "Then have you figured it out?"

Alan sighed: "But I can't calm down to think... My brother is still suffering in the salt cave..."

"..." Ming Shan closed his eyes, and his tone became stiff: "Who made him make a mistake."

Alan curled his lips, knowing that he couldn't ask for mercy today, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "Master Mingshan is looking for me, is there something for you?"

Ming Shan felt bitter in his heart, and said: "You know, Qianshou is seriously ill, and the tribe hasn't done Tianting for a long time. The winter is over, and the new year begins. This year's Tianting is up to you."

A gleam flashed across Alan's eyes.

"But Master Mingshan, in the tribe, only the great priests have always been worthy to serve as Heavenly Listeners for the entire tribe. I am not a great priest yet, how can I surpass Lord Qianshou?"

Ming Shan couldn't hear the threat in her words, and suddenly the root of his teeth itched.

But he couldn't find a good way for a while.

Senshou was still sick, not dead.She has done her best for the Horde and should be respected by all.Suddenly announcing the candidate for the new high priest at such a time is a very disrespectful act to her.

However, it has always been the rule that the tribal gods are made by the high priest, and Alanti's request is also reasonable.

Ming Shan was very upset: "Qian Shou is sick, don't you know?"

Alan said forcefully: "Rules are rules, Lord Mingshan, you told Yunye many times when he wanted to marry a wife!"

Mingshan left in frustration.

That night, Mingshan sat quietly beside Qianshou's bed, which was seriously ill.

This is the room where they slept, but since Qianshou fell ill, he asked others to take care of Qianshou, and moved out of here by himself, saying that he "does not disturb the patient".

The children were grown up and no longer lived with him, so Mingshan went back to Qianshou's room, thinking quietly.

Only now did he understand Yunye's determination a little bit.

It was his fault.

Chishou slowly opened his eyes.

Mingshan noticed and lowered his head to ask her, "How do you feel today?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Qianshou's eyes, and he said weakly, "It's okay."

In fact, it's not very good. She feels that her life is slowly passing by, she can't eat much, she is lethargic all day long, and she just dawdles day by day.

Ming Shan helped her up, fed her water, waited until Qianshou's lips were wet, and heard her say, "Why... you came here suddenly."

"...I have something I want to ask you." Ming Shan hesitated for a while, then said, "Forget about it today."

There was a layer of meaning in Qian Shou's words, which meant that he never came to see her when he had nothing to do.

Although the words were correct, Mingshan still felt guilty.

"Say it quickly." Qianshou said annoyedly, "It doesn't look like a man when he hesitates."

"..."

Mingshan took a few deep breaths, and told Qianshou Alan's request, and Qianshou smiled sarcastically after listening.

"It's can't wait until I die."

"Thousand hands!" Ming Shan was startled and hurriedly interrupted her.

Qianshou coughed for a while, the blue blood vessels could be clearly seen in his thin arm with protruding bones.She was indeed terminally ill.

Mingshan was a little sad.

Qian Shou finally calmed down: "You are a person whose heart is not hard when it should be hard, and not soft when it should be soft." Qian Shou said: "At this point, Alan is destined to be the next priest, so why offend her for me? "

Ming Shan wanted to refute something, but Qian Shou interrupted him: "Isn't it just the name of a great priest. If you are afraid that others will think you are heartless, just say to the public that I gave her the seat on my own initiative, isn't that all right?"

"...But you obviously didn't say it."

"Is that important?" Qianshou stared at him for a while, the ice in his eyes softened a little.

"You are such a bad person, I hate such a person the most."

The next day, Mingshan went to Alan and told her the tribe's decision.

"Qian Shou said yesterday that his body is failing, and for the sake of the development of the tribe, he decided to appoint you as the high priest." Mingshan looked indifferent, and he didn't joke with her like usual: "The first listening session will be done tomorrow. Announce your succession to everyone before you do. Any questions?"

"...No, no more." Alan tried to smile.

Is the leader... dissatisfied with her?

"Since there is no problem, you can prepare."

After Ming Shan finished speaking, he left.

After Alan left Mingshan, he slammed the cup in his hand on the ground. The wooden cup made a crack.

She regretted it.

Ming Shan is the leader after all, whether he can be a high priest depends on his face, how can he use his ability to blackmail him instead?I'm so impatient!

Alan bit his finger, and smiled again after a while.

"...But even if he was angry, he still asked me to be the high priest. This shows that he has no choice but to rely on me."

Alan snorted, thinking, Mingshan is already over 40 years old, old, and the Yanbu will be the world where she can flex her fists...

The Ministry of Salt holds the first hearing every year, which is very grand.

Different from Rongyue's joking method of cheating, the real sacrifice to Tianting is a very rigorous and serious matter.

In the early morning, in the empty salt field, a high sacrificial altar has been set up.

Alan was wearing a red and white robe with complicated patterns, long sleeves and hem, which fluttered in the wind, very beautiful.

She also painted red patterns with flower juice on her face, wearing a high hair ornament, and walked up to the sacrificial altar step by step.

The boy in charge of dust removal was cleaned and decorated with red and white patterns, and sat beside the table.

There is a stone plate on the table, and the plant ash and stone cover are packed in several beautiful wooden boxes with carved patterns.

Drink water, wash your hands, and chant words to pray to God for enlightenment.

Regular pace, devout prayers, the scene is solemn and solemn, no one speaks.

This is the case for the first divination held by the Ministry of Salt every year. There has never been a mistake, and there has never been a particularly bad result.

Some younger boys and girls yawned quietly, thinking that the meeting will be over later, and they should hurry to dig the salt mines in exchange for food. The food in winter is almost gone...

"It's fierce, it's fierce!"

The crowd suddenly went into an uproar, and some people just lost their minds, and now they kept asking, "What?"

"It's a big murder!"

"The tribe is going to be fierce this year!?"

"My God, how did this happen, what should we do?"

"Is it a natural disaster? Is it going to sink again?"

Alan was teetering on the stage, his face was pale, and she didn't remember until the helper who handed her something reminded her.

Tian Ting is an inspiration to people. If you detect a bad situation, you must continue to ask questions, and use several short questions to obtain information and solve the predicament.

This set has a process that everyone has practiced for many years.

Doing Tianting will consume the strength of the priest. After asking a few questions, Alan was very tired.

But she persisted and asked one last question.

Who or what can help them, in which direction?

The stone cover was opened, and plant ash stuck intermittently to the edge of the stone plate.northwest direction.

Alan exhaled, and was about to end the ceremony when suddenly his eyes went dark!

She yelled aloud, supported her head and knelt on the ground, exhausting her strength.There is an illusory feeling in her mind, as if telling her that the northwest direction... Broken Lake and Rift Valley...

Alan was sweating and spoke a few words intermittently. Mingshan, who was listening to the audience, was shocked!

What does it mean! ?

He had heard Baodi talk about the basic situation of the Xingyue tribe, and he remembered correctly, the tribe with broken lakes and rifts at the same time was the Xingyue tribe!

And the Xingyue tribe happened to be in the northwest of their salt department!

What is so magical about that tribe, it can solve the future crisis of the Yanbu! ?

Similar scenes occurred in different tribes one after another in the next few days.

Regardless of whether the divination results of Tianting are good or bad, many powerful priests seem to have received revelations—going to a tribe with broken lakes and rift valleys.

Some tribes take it seriously,