totem god system

Chapter 269
Shenwei, as the god grows, it will become stronger and stronger. Strictly speaking, this is not a means of attack, but a kind of aura, but it is very useful, and it can be tried a hundred times.

Xiao Bai's hand slowly touched the hilt of the sword behind him, intending to use a wave of coercion to frighten the three ignorant guys in front of him.

Hongmane Yanglie's thoughts were all on the three of them, and he didn't pay attention to what Xiaobai was going to do.

The majesty of the true god came out through his body, and swept towards the three primitive people. The grass around Xiaobai was bent, as if a strong wind swept past.

"Boom boom boom—"

"oops!"

"what!"

"hiss……"

Just when Shenwei was about to land on the three primitive people, a crutch suddenly fell on the three people's heads, knocking the heads of the three people.

Xiaobai froze for a moment, stopped the falling Shenwei, and then took a deep breath, the Shenwei retreated into his body like a tide, and slowly let go of the hand holding the sword hilt, returning to a tired look.

The crutches were retracted, and the three primitive men turned their heads angrily, but when they saw the people behind them, they all faltered and lowered their heads, obediently, like a quail.

Standing behind them was a small old man. According to Xiaobai's visual inspection, the height of this little old man was probably not more than 1.2 meters. He had a gray goatee on his chin, and the hair on his head was combed and tied up. A small braid, because of old age and thinning hair, this little braid is very short and looks funny.

Although he was old and not tall, the old man held a crutch over two meters long in his hand, which was very uncoordinated.

The wrinkles on the little old man's face were layered upon layer, making him look older, but his eyes were piercing, sharp like the eyes of an eagle.

He glanced at the three people, raised his feet and walked forward, and the three tribesmen who lowered their heads like quails quickly moved out of the way to let the little old man pass.

The little old man came to the front, stretched out his crutches and flipped through the messy pile of supplies, then looked at Hongmane Yanglie.

"Do you want a new totem pole?" The little old man's voice was very loud. From the sound alone, one would feel that he was a man in his prime. He would never have guessed that the owner of the voice would be such an old man , the language used is also tribal.

"Yes, elder." Red Mane Yang Lie bowed respectfully and said.

The little old man nodded knowingly, turned over the pile of supplies with his crutches, looked up at the group of almost stripped knights, and shook his crutches.

"Boom boom boom—"

"oops……"

"pain!"

"hiss……"

The crutches fell on the heads of the three quails without warning, and the three who beat them were bouncing while covering their heads.

"Tell you again and again, let you respect tradition, respect tradition, respect tradition, why don't you want to listen, huh?" The little old man was furious, jumping up and down in anger, while he was jumping, he kept hitting the three people with the crutch in his hand head: "What do we rely on to survive? Have you forgotten that for a few supplies, you can disregard the life and death of a tribe? This is what I taught you, or what your parents taught you, ah, talk ,talk!"

Xiaobai blinked his eyes and watched the little old man's body up and down. Although the little old man was already jumping hard, the height...was ten centimeters from the ground?

Are you sure you didn't come here to be funny?
The corner of Xiaobai's mouth twitched, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, holding back was very hard.

At such an old age, my temper is still so irritable, it hurts my health.

After knocking on the three people's crutches, the little old man turned around again to face the red-maned Yang Lie who was still bent over, and said calmly: "We will take over your totem pole making, and let these three stupid guys do it for you." , if there is something you don't like, just tell me, and I will clean them up!"

Saying this, the little old man gave the three of them a hard look, and the three quails lowered their heads even harder, with bitter expressions on their faces.

The three of them want to slap themselves at this time, isn't it okay? They are full of food. They wanted to fit B, but they got knocked on the head, and they have to honestly make totem poles for others. Not yet, if I don’t do it well, I’ll probably get knocked out again.

They dare to despise the knights including Hongmane Yanglie, but they dare not show the slightest disrespect to the little old man. This is the elder of their tribe, the wisest person, not to mention them, even their elders Even if you are hit on the head with a cane, you have to listen to the training honestly, let alone them.

If they dare to be disrespectful to this little old man, it is estimated that the tribal people will drive them out of the tribe and let them fend for themselves.

"Do it well, I'll keep an eye on you!" The little old man stretched out two fingers to gesticulate his eyes, then nodded to three people, left a threat, turned around and slowly went back to the tribe.

Seeing the elder leave, the three raised their heads, swept away the knights, and came to Hongmane Yanglie, asking with a different face and nose, "Tell me, what kind of totem pole do you want?"

drink?With whom?
Xiaobai almost laughed angrily, stretched out his hand to stop the red-maned Yanglie who was about to speak, came to the front of the three people, stared at them twice, and said with a twist of his neck, "Long..."

Ouch I'm going!

The three unlucky guys came to their senses in an instant, rushed forward and covered their mouths with their arms, and looked at Xiaobai in panic, begging.

Fortunately, the little old man had gone far away, and he didn't seem to hear Xiao Bai's voice. The three of them turned their heads cautiously for a long time, making sure that the crutches would not come again, and then let go of Xiao Bai, with embarrassment on their faces.

"If you have something to say, don't yell. It's easy to discuss. There is always a discussion." The leader of the party smiled and didn't dare to pretend to be arrogant any more.

Shout out, keep shouting out, why don't you stop shouting?
Xiaobai looked at the three people with hanging eyes, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the three of them instantly understood what Xiaobai meant, and couldn't help laughing awkwardly.

"Then what, tell me, what kind of totem do you need? We should also make preparations to ensure your satisfaction." The leader of the tribal people softened their tone and asked with a smile on their faces.

The totem pole is the most important thing, and Xiaobai also accepts it as soon as he sees it, and makes a look at Hongmane Yanglie, telling him to go forward to communicate, while he runs to the back to be lazy.

Red Mane Yanglie hurriedly stepped forward, and whispered his request to the three of them in a low voice. While listening, the three of them nodded repeatedly, and even put forward their own opinions from time to time for Hongmane Yanglie's reference, which surprised Hongmane Yanglie very much.

Xiaobai felt that it didn't matter, his luck this time was quite good, otherwise this totem pole might really be useless.

I didn't expect to meet this kind of owner who looks down on people with a dog's eyes everywhere. In the novels of the previous life, there are always such descriptions. Xiaobai has always read it as a joke. I didn't expect such a thing to exist in reality. It is also amazing. .

(End of this chapter)