I have a cave of evil

Hearing Zhu Yao's reply, the old man had a clue in his mind, knowing that it was a human being, not a totem god.Because the totem gods are all arrogant people, they would not answer like this, and most of them communicated with rough spiritual power.

It's easy to handle with people.

With a smile on his face, the old man said: "People, you have to distinguish between friends and enemies. If you are a friend, please go to the camp and drink some hot wine together to spend this extremely cold and long night; if you are an enemy, please stay away from us. Otherwise, even if you can control the beast, you are not our opponent.

It is a god, and it has its own sacrifices to offer. "

When he was speaking, the two young warriors beside him had ferocious faces, black animal hairs grew on their cheeks, and their figures began to bulge.

Some kind of occult technique? !

Zhu Yao squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the two young warriors. He didn't recognize what kind of secret technique it was. He smiled brightly and jumped off the head of the cold snow centipede. how?"

He was too curious about this group of merchants.

Dare to transport goods for long distances on this wild continent and sell goods everywhere, it is not something ordinary people can do. Without extraordinary strength as the confidence, doing so is a way of death.

Small-scale peddlers are okay.For example, when the Warcry Clan ruled, the overall situation within the ruling area was good. Although there were frictions between tribes, they could be resolved through traditional duels and other methods. It was suitable for business, and there were often tribes who would barter and exchange things.

But in the environment of Sohed Continent, doing business is a very dangerous thing. It can be said that every time it is a life-threatening gamble.

The old man turned sideways, raised one hand, and said with a cheerful smile: "Since we are friends, there must be no shortage of hot wine, please!"

Zhu Yao patted the scales on the side of the cold snow centipede, and the cold snow centipede dived under the snow, followed the opening of the evil cave, and returned to the evil cave.

The old man's pupils shrank, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he continued: "Please!"

Zhu Yao smiled back, "The guest is up to the host, please invite first."

The old man was slightly taken aback, his smile widened, and he said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay."

Now he no longer refuses, and leads Zhu Yao into the temporary camp.

The camp is small and still under construction.A few big yaks with a shoulder height of two meters are lying around. Their bodies are covered with smooth long hair. Temporary shelter from the wind.

There are men, women and children in the camp. No one is idle. They are all clearing the snow in the camp and stacking the snow around to form a high wall to shelter from the wind and snow.

There was a bonfire in the middle, and the fire was dried cow dung, as well as some dead bones and dead wood, all of which could be found in the barren snowfield.Not far from the bonfire, a larger animal skin tent has been set up, shaped like a yurt, with a round spire and ropes tied outside.

Zhu Yao noticed that most of the tools in the hands of the pair of merchants were made of metal, but the smelting techniques were primitive and rough.

The old man led Zhu Yao into the animal skin tent, the inside was empty except for a small pile of flames burning in the middle, and there were two people sitting beside them, a blind old lady and a seven or eight-year-old girl with pink skin and tender flesh.

The old man was obviously the person in charge of the business, but he respected the blind old lady very much, bowed and said, "Master Priest, a friend is visiting."

The old lady's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and from the inside to the outside, there were dark red scars after the wounds healed. These eyes were actually dug out alive.She raised her head, looked at Zhu Yao's location very accurately, and said kindly: "My friend has good wine and good meat, don't neglect."

The blind old lady took a lot of trouble to speak, her speech was very slow, and she had to pant every time she said a word, as if she could not catch her breath at any time.

A look of worry flashed across the old man's face, he held up a dark blue clay pot in the corner of the tent, nodded at Zhu Yao, and led him out of the animal skin tent.

Zhu Yao looked back at the blind old lady, and felt that her temperament was very familiar, very similar to the old priest in his memory, also as calm as still water, as if he could see through everything in the world.

On the bonfire is a cleaned-up lean wolf, lacking everything in winter, except these hungry guys.It avoided the fate of being the cannon fodder of the king's sacrifice, but it did not avoid the sharp-edged javelin of the merchant.

The old man put the dark blue earthen jar in the fire and roasted it for a while, then took it out with bare hands, poured a full bowl for Zhu Yao, and introduced: "This is the best insect wine brewed by the Yuan insect tribe. Conduct heat, strengthen the body, take a sip, and warm a bowl."

The wine is green, elegant and clear, like a pool of blue waves, full of vitality, and exudes a slight aroma of wine.

Zhu Yao was slightly taken aback, and thought to himself: "The Yuan Chong tribe, isn't it the tribe that the Zhanhou clan returned after three conquests and defeats?"

Didn't expect to hear the name of this tribe here.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of it. He felt that the taste was sweet and warm. When he drank it into his stomach, he suddenly felt warm all over his body, and the cold air in his body leaked out through the pores. He couldn't help praising:

"Good wine!"

This was the first sip of wine he drank from time travelling.

value!

Seeing Zhu Yao without any hesitation, the old man cheered up, lifted the wine bowl, took a big sip, and said with a look of enjoyment: "This time I borrowed the face of my friend to drink the worm wine. Normally, anyone would touch this wine. No, it must be when you meet a noble friend, you can get the permission of the priest to entertain it."

The old man patted his chest and said, "Otto, the manager of this caravan. Who is your friend?"

"Agudu, the priest of the Bone Tribe."

Otto was taken aback.The priest is the spokesperson of the totem god, and he is always with the totem god, and rarely leaves the tribe. He thought it was a strange person from some big tribe, but he didn't expect it to be the priest himself.

No wonder the priests emphasized the need for good wine.

The Bone Tribe... Never heard of it!

Otto frowned for a while, but couldn't find this tribe after searching through his memory. Being able to control a huge centipede to walk alone in the extremely cold wilderness showed that he was confident, and he didn't know which powerful tribe came out of it.

He has been in business since he was a child, and he knows that some tribes live alone and have little communication with the outside world, but their strength cannot be underestimated.At the moment, he did not continue to ask about the situation of the Bone Tribe, and chatted with the chief about the customs and customs of the Sohed Continent.

With the strength of wine, the two talked more and more happily.

Otto's caravan is actually a constantly migrating tribe, with chiefs and priests, who believe in the totem god, but there is no fixed gathering place.

Otto was the chief, but Otto didn't take the initiative to say anything about the totem god the caravan believed in, and Zhu Yao didn't take the initiative to ask either.The totem god is the core of a tribe's core. Many people can deduce a lot of information based on the appearance and type of the totem god. Tribes who are good at fighting and are more aggressive will formulate corresponding tactics.

Although the vast majority of tribes have no sense of secrecy and wish to let the whole world know that their tribe has a totem god, Otto is obviously not among them.

Put yourself in his shoes, Zhu Yao can understand.

After all, the risk of walking outside is much higher than that of staying in one place. Who is the enemy and who is the friend? It is not clear for a while, and it is necessary to be vigilant.

Similarly, Otto did not inquire about the situation of the Bone Tribe, and the two sides maintained a perfect tacit understanding.

Otto has deep experience, a lot of experience, extensive knowledge, the customs of the mountains and rivers in various places, and human temperament.

Otto's mind was shocked, and he managed to maintain a smile on his face. He was shocked by Zhu Yao's shocking news about the sacrifice of the king, the tomb of the ancient gods, and the dark age. It was like listening to a myth, but he could recognize it. Although there are exaggerated elements in the other party's words, the matter is true.

The layers are completely different.

"There is no other way to set off in the severe cold this time. As you have seen just now, the priest is getting old and his health is getting weaker. I don't know when...

well!The apprentice priest is too young and incompetent to shoulder the responsibility of guiding the caravan.

I plan to find a suitable place to live and settle down, and start business after the apprentice priest grows up. "

The worm wine was light but full of stamina. After drinking it until midnight, Otto complained drunkenly.

Of course, there is credit for the [Words of Bewitching].

Zhu Yao felt that the time was right, and asked, "Isn't it good to settle down all the time? Why do you have to do business?"

"Because! My surname is Psychic."

——Crash!

In the Hades Hall, the fourth stone statue whose scarlet color was about to fade from its pupils had a fierce look in its eyes, and shouted with hatred, "Brothers, did you hear that? There are guys from the psychic clan nearby.

It's time for revenge! "

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