Kuai Chuan's face-slapping gold finger

Chapter 91

The next day, the morning light was already very glaring.

The morning market in the Han area had just opened, and many people had set up stalls to place their goods. When they looked up, they saw a person walking towards the entrance of the tribe.

He walked against the light, his tall and straight body cast a long shadow on the mud, he carried a bow on his back, and carried the corpse of a wild beast on his shoulder. From far to near, he exuded a strong smell of blood.

The totem flags planted all over the tribe were rattled by the wind, and every step he took seemed to follow the rhythm of the wind, walking extremely firmly.

"Isn't that Ali? What is he carrying?"

"It seems so. I went hunting in the jungle so early? It's different after marrying a female, but I am much more diligent than before, and I am a bit bolder. I finally look like an orc..."

"Ah, it's... a short-tailed tiger?!"

"Where is it? Let me see!"

Many people gathered around, greeted Li enthusiastically, and then forgot to speak in shock when they saw the beast on his shoulder.

The fur of the short-tailed tiger is black, and there is only a white miscellaneous hair on the tail. They are the kings in the dense forest. They are extremely powerful. A short-tailed tiger can easily kill a wild elephant. It usually takes about twenty Only two orcs can catch it, and there is no guarantee that anyone will be injured.

But they looked at Li carefully, and there was no scar on his whole body.

Could it be that he met a short-tailed tiger that just died?

That's not right, there is still a wound left by the bone knife on the tiger's head.

"Ali, did you beat this short-tailed tiger with your own hands?" Someone panicked and couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Yang Zhao smiled gently, because I can use more ingenious traps.

Of course he couldn't speak, so he went home under the incredible and envious eyes of a group of orcs.

Soon, bursts of fragrance came from the cave where Li lived. It was a very strange smell, and almost everyone who smelled it was aroused.The cubs who lived above them looked up one after another. Although they couldn't see anything, they felt very happy just smelling it.

Someone finally couldn't help it, he turned into a monkey and jumped down from the mountain wall, landed on the platform of Li's house, and asked loudly: "Sister Ah Yue, why is it so fragrant?"

After a while, the curtain was opened, revealing Yue's face, she smiled and said: "So it's Xiaoya, we are cooking, you call your friends to come down together, I invite you to eat tiger meat today."

In the hundred days since Yang Zhao left, Yu Miaojun had already become one with the orphaned orcs nearby.At the beginning, everyone was wary of her. Orc orphans were not taken seriously and were often bullied by other cubs. They were either timid or pretended to be rebellious, but they actually had low self-esteem in their hearts.Yu Miaojun has always respected them, and will help them cook and sew clothes for them. Children are always the easiest to appreciate kindness. They often hunt some game or pick some wild fruits from the dense forest and give them to her. Knowing that these orphans are not easy, she will always find ways to treat them better.

The orphans are all precocious, and over time, they have regarded her as their own sister.

Xiaoya was so excited that he turned several somersaults. He had heard that Brother Ali had killed a short-tailed tiger, so he didn't expect that they would have the opportunity to try it too.Soon, there were more than a dozen orc cubs sitting on the platform, some were dancing and discussing, and some had excitedly turned into animal shapes, playing together into a ball.

After a while, Miao Miao-jun began to serve the dishes. Each dish was served in the largest earthen pot for several servings, and they were concentrated on a thin blanket.Among them are steamed tiger claws, grilled tiger meat kebabs, tiger meatball soup, stir-fried tiger liver and stir-fried wild vegetables. Many condiments were picked by Yang Zhao in the dense forest. Unfortunately, there are too few varieties and the taste is not complete enough.

The fragrance was bursting, making the beast cubs drool. Although sister Ayue also cooked a lot of delicious food for them, it has never been as rich as it is today!These dishes, I heard that only the new witches of the tribe can do it. It is rumored that Lan can always make ordinary or even unpalatable ingredients into incomparable deliciousness. Even the old witch has never seen Lan's technique. It must be the wisdom of the ancestor gods!
"Yeah, we all learned from the new witches."

Xiaoya was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he had actually asked, and scratched his head shyly: "Yes, I forgot, Xinwu used to be Sister Ayue's slave."

This is something the whole tribe knows.

"Did she really say that?"

At this time, in a stone room, a handsome young man stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.

"Yes, Yue said that what they did was learned from you."

The corner of the young man's lips curled into a mocking arc. He was a chef in his previous life. He did show Yue his ability in this area when he was a slave, but Yue learned it just by watching it?

Thinking of Yue's changes after getting married, maybe she is also a fellow villager?

Lan's slender fingers touched his chin, it seemed necessary to meet his former "master" for a while.

Another summer breeze dyed the dense forest, and the plants gradually became autumnal.

Wu Miaojun walked into the market with a clay pot in her arms, and many people turned their heads. She was dressed differently from other females. She was dressed in a long skirt made of short-tailed tiger fur. She has a slender waist and long legs, and a string of anklets made of lightning mink teeth hang on her ankles, shining silver in the sun, with a different rhythm and beauty in her movements.

"She's so beautiful..." a young orc murmured.

"What are you looking at? They already have males, so it's not yours anymore!" A female taught by tugging at the ears of her male beast.

"Hmph, I'm really restless." Of course, some people are jealous.

Yu Miaojun was generous and calm, she walked to a stall: "Xiaoya, help me pack some wild vegetables."

"No problem!" Xiaoya took the clay pot seriously. Recently, they occupied a stall and sold some materials collected in the dense forest every day. The business was not good, but Sister Yue would come to change things every day.

At this time, another person came in front of the booth. He looked subconsciously, and his eyes widened: "It's Lan... Oh, no, Master Lan, hello."

Yu Miaojun turned his head to look, and saluted respectfully.

The tail of the blue eyebrows was raised lightly. It's been a long time since I saw this half-orc so outstanding?Even the vertical pupils that he was most afraid of at the beginning are now charming and naive, which makes his heart burn.

He knew that she loved him very much.And he has tasted enough of those prodigal women recently, maybe he can change his taste?So Xiemei smiled: "Ah Yue, what a coincidence?" Seeing the pot half filled with wild vegetables, he asked, "Even pure people rarely eat wild vegetables, why do you eat them every day?"

After finishing speaking, he patted his forehead pretending to be annoyed: "I'm sorry, I'm not spying on you, but caring about you has become my habit."

Yu Miaojun: "..."

"It was you who said that wild vegetables are rich in... vitamins?" Yu Miaojun pretended to be ignorant.

Unexpectedly, his casual words would be regarded as a bible by her, Lan was moved in her heart, and said with a wry smile: "Ah Yue has a heart, I heard that you have learned a lot of cooking skills from me?"

"Cooking? What's that?"

Lan's smile was more sincere: "I made a slip of the tongue, it's about your cooking method."

"If you watch too much, you will naturally." In the past, Lan had shown himself in front of Yue many times in order to be superior.

After speaking, I found that Lan had already shown a look of pity, and Yu Miaojun was at a loss, but he didn't know that the other party had already imagined a big scene, why she silently hid in the corner of the wall and stared at his back with tears, why she was imitating his in her mind. Action thousands of times and so on.

"Ah Yue doesn't need to wrong herself so much, I know your friendship, as long as you want to learn, I am willing to teach you."

Yu Miaojun: "???"

"I don't know tonight..."

"Sister Ayue! I've made the choice, brother Ali is still waiting for you to go back!" Xiaoya stuffed the clay pot into Yue's hand. He was raised in a free range, so how could he not see Lan's intentions?So he quickly interrupted.

Yu Miaojun smiled appreciatively at Xiaoya, and said goodbye to Lan holding the clay pot.

Watching the graceful back gradually go away, the blue eyes getting darker, he turned his head and looked at Xiaoya with a half-smile, the animal cub was chilled all over from the cold.

When the first flower bloomed, the Han Dynasty ushered in the annual totem sacrifice ceremony.

There are more than 1 people in the tribe, regardless of orcs, half-orcs or pure humans, they all kneel under the altar respectfully. There is only Lan on the ancient and solemn altar. As the new generation of witches in the Han Dynasty, he will preside over this sacrifice. .

He stood in the center of the altar in a complicated and heavy sacrificial attire, painted a few colors on his handsome face, waved his hand holding the scepter, and the first row of orcs with musical instruments played a weird and obscure song The sound of music is like the fruit of a good harvest falling to the ground with a "puff", and it is also like a heroic horn on the battlefield.

Lan stepped on the rhythm and knelt in front of the totem, posing as a sacrificial priest according to the old witch's teaching. Although he has no witch power, he has supernatural powers.

The totem sacrifice is to pray for the protection of the ancestor gods. The ancestor gods will send down the power of the totems, so that the dense forest will bloom for the last time before the severe winter, and bear fruitful fruits.

The people of the tribe can no longer go hungry and survive the cold winter of thousands of miles of ice.

The stronger the witch power, the more totem power can be attracted. I saw many green light spots gathered around Lan, floating in mid-air agilely, and the light spots submerged into Lan's body, making his body seem to be covered by a thin layer of light. A thin green mist, and then the mist transpired, filled the altar, and gradually spread to the dense forest covered with golden leaves in the distance.

The green mist makes the dense forest more humid, washing away the dust of the forest's creatures for a season, and the old trees sprout new shoots, gloomy and green, like the blue clouds that divide the world under the green mist; the withered flowers bear fresh and juicy fruits again , heavily covered with branches, exuding a seductive aroma; the white bones in the mud grow muscles, and the spotted fawn, which has long been dead, opened its big wet eyes. It stood up vigilantly, moved its ears, and jumped up and down. hide in the depths of the forest.

For a moment, the tired dense forest seemed to be full of life, listening to the crisp and loud voices with great vigor.

The Han tribe watched all this happily. They wondered why their bodies didn't feel reborn. They must know that the power of the totem can also refine their bodies to a certain extent, but the revival of the dense forest is so loud that no one doubts it at this moment.

Lan is very strong, this is everyone's perception, he is still so young, and his energy is no less than that of the old witch.

When everything was quiet, Lan stood up again, and all the Han people stared at him with respect.

He only heard him whisper: "From the will of the ancestor gods, one person must go to the team going to Qibu this year."

His scepter pointed at Li.

(End of this chapter)