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Chapter 933 Gretel: So I took Tang Seng's script?
Chapter 933 Gretel: So I took Tang Seng's script?
The strong, smelly smell of deer blood hits the face.
Gretel took a step back with an ugly face.
This is deer blood!Deer blood!Why give him a drink!It is said that deer blood... that ingredient... that effect...
His body is only in his early 20s!And a half-elf in his early twenties!If you look at the elf's adult age, maybe he's still a cub!
Why let him drink this thing!
And when he was making deer blood just now, he saw some unknown powder in the birch bowl.Stir, stir, stir, some have already surfaced!
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to throw the identification technique.Judging from the smell and color alone, I blindly guess that there are various spices, various fungi, and many herbs... Even if it is not poisonous, is there any hallucinogenic ingredient in it?
Are there ingredients that speed up the heart rate and blood circulation?
Is there that... something more indescribable?
Words of refusal rolled on his lips.Then, he saw the big witch sacrifice of the reindeer tribe on the opposite side, holding a bowl, and his face became ugly.
"Dear guest," although he tried his best to maintain politeness, his wrinkled old face was still covered with doubts visible to the naked eye:
"Don't you want to accept the gift of the Deer God? Don't you want to share the blessings of the Deer God with our fellow tribesmen and make us brothers?"
Brother God... Gretel's thoughts were jumping and wandering, and it suddenly occurred to him that eating gods is not unique to indigenous people...
The most famous, isn’t the communion of a certain religion in the previous life also using red wine instead of divine blood, and unleavened bread instead of divine body?
Everyone is a god of eating, who is more civilized than the other.
Thinking of this, I immediately calmed down, and my blood pressure dropped by 20 mm Hg.He took half a step back, raised his head, and smiled calmly at the great witch priest:
"Ah... You saw it when we came just now. I have a partner by my side, that white deer who can cast healing spells. With him around, it is impossible for me to drink deer blood like this. It will make him Not happy."
The Great Witch Ji was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look out, then turned back again.He observed Gretel carefully, and nodded slowly:
"I see sincerity in your eyes. The person who will accompany the white deer is naturally our brother... Then, please do what you want."
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, and took two more steps back.He raised his head, raised his eyes, and quietly triggered [Detection Magic], looking above the tribal settlement:
Amid the praises to the deer god, when the soldiers held up wooden bowls and poured bowls of steaming deer blood, when the old and weak women and children scooped up pieces of cooked venison and had a hearty meal with laughter ...
In the sky, there are strands of mist, condensing into a bright brilliance.Look carefully, the veins outlined by those light threads seem, as if, as if, really look like a quadruped with horns?
Are you the Deer God?
Is it this tribe that has always worshiped the totem beast, or the beast spirit?
Gretel extended his mental power, trying hard to communicate with the fluorescent light in the sky.Try to be as light as possible, as soft as possible, like the ripples blown by the breeze, slapping on the fluorescent ball:
What is your source, is it a certain monster raised by this tribe?
Or, is it the monsters that once wandered around the tribe, whose spirits were worshiped and enshrined afterwards, and finally developed into what they are now?
Or, is it just the imagination and expectations of the reindeer tribe that shaped who you are today?
The night is windy and the starry sky is silent.The ripples of Gretel's mental power lightly patted on the cluster of fluorescent light, but only slightly brightened some nodes of the light thread, and did not arouse any feedback.He was engrossed and communicated for a while before he sighed leisurely:
"Ugh……"
It seems that the communication is unsuccessful... Is this beast spirit not intelligent enough, or am I not finding the right way?
"hold head high--"
Outside the settlement, in the wilderness, a high-pitched neigh suddenly sounded.Gretel immediately followed the prestige. Under the starry sky, Appa stood up with his hooves raised high, his bright eyes staring closely at the light cluster above:
"hold head high--"
A voice that only the same kind can understand is heard loudly into the night sky.In the sound of calling, the light group above the settlement became brighter and brighter, and finally, it unfolded its handsome figure——
That's a deer.
Like Appa, it was a white stag, a huge white stag.But the morphology is not exactly the same, especially the shape of the antlers:
It is not like Apa, which spreads out to both sides as far as possible, and then branches upwards one by one, but protrudes obliquely upwards, in all directions, and branches around the main branch...
And the top of each branch is dotted with light, colorful vines and flowers.
It lowered its head, looking at Apa with gentle almond eyes, as if looking at its long-lost brother or beloved son.The hooves moved lightly in the void, one circle, one circle, another circle, around Appa, getting closer as he ran.
In the end, it stood in the air in vain, with its horns hanging down to meet Apa's horns.The vines and flowers on Lu Ling's body also fluttered one after another, falling on Yinyuelu's body, seeping into its body silently.
"Deer God..."
"Deer God..."
On the ground, old, immature, crisp, thick, all kinds of exclamations came and went.And Yinyuelu just lowered its head, a brilliant silver light gradually appeared on the snow-white fur.
"People blessed by the Deer God!"
"Also, the spiritual deer blessed by the Deer God..."
Gretel raised the corners of his lips slightly on the nearby high ground.It’s hard to say whether it’s the spiritual deer blessed by the Deer God, but Apa has taken advantage of this wave, and it seems that he is about to advance...
Holding the emperor to make the princes, no, Gretel, who carried the spirit deer to make the natives, also got a lot of benefits.Not only got greater freedom of movement, but also received a large number of gifts: herbs, minerals, amber, fur——
Gretel quickly calculated the price, and it was much less than the cost of a dozen [remove diseases], so he silently accepted it.
In addition to various gifts, the Great Witch Festival of the reindeer tribe also presented a short antler with only one fork.
"This is the new antler that the stag grows in spring." Dawu Ji personally wrapped the rope made of deer tail hair around the antler and made a complicated knot:
"This kind of antlers can call the life force of the deer god to heal the injured and weak compatriots. After our prayers and blessings, any witch priest will know that you are our friend..."
Gretel accepted it with a stiff face.Before he could make a move, the Great Witch Ji had already stepped forward, with his hands flying, and tied the antlers to the head of the oak stick:
From the top of the oak stick down, the perforated pottery shard sent by the Redstone tribe, and the birch bark box given by the White birch tribe were attached with the antler.Dingling jingling, like a string of wind chimes, dangling on the head of the stick.
...Very good, it represents the clearance gift of "This is a friend", and I have already collected three.Gretel looked at the bunch of gifts and suddenly felt a little dazed:
If I go all the way and collect one from each tribe, will the string of gifts hang down to the ground in the end?
Or should he get a bag just for these things?
——No, maybe what he needs is a certificate of customs clearance. After passing a tribe, he will have a stamp stamped on it... So, is it because I took Tang Seng's script?
Hmm, if you walk from the east coast to the west coast, it is indeed similar to learning from the west...
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The strong, smelly smell of deer blood hits the face.
Gretel took a step back with an ugly face.
This is deer blood!Deer blood!Why give him a drink!It is said that deer blood... that ingredient... that effect...
His body is only in his early 20s!And a half-elf in his early twenties!If you look at the elf's adult age, maybe he's still a cub!
Why let him drink this thing!
And when he was making deer blood just now, he saw some unknown powder in the birch bowl.Stir, stir, stir, some have already surfaced!
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to throw the identification technique.Judging from the smell and color alone, I blindly guess that there are various spices, various fungi, and many herbs... Even if it is not poisonous, is there any hallucinogenic ingredient in it?
Are there ingredients that speed up the heart rate and blood circulation?
Is there that... something more indescribable?
Words of refusal rolled on his lips.Then, he saw the big witch sacrifice of the reindeer tribe on the opposite side, holding a bowl, and his face became ugly.
"Dear guest," although he tried his best to maintain politeness, his wrinkled old face was still covered with doubts visible to the naked eye:
"Don't you want to accept the gift of the Deer God? Don't you want to share the blessings of the Deer God with our fellow tribesmen and make us brothers?"
Brother God... Gretel's thoughts were jumping and wandering, and it suddenly occurred to him that eating gods is not unique to indigenous people...
The most famous, isn’t the communion of a certain religion in the previous life also using red wine instead of divine blood, and unleavened bread instead of divine body?
Everyone is a god of eating, who is more civilized than the other.
Thinking of this, I immediately calmed down, and my blood pressure dropped by 20 mm Hg.He took half a step back, raised his head, and smiled calmly at the great witch priest:
"Ah... You saw it when we came just now. I have a partner by my side, that white deer who can cast healing spells. With him around, it is impossible for me to drink deer blood like this. It will make him Not happy."
The Great Witch Ji was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look out, then turned back again.He observed Gretel carefully, and nodded slowly:
"I see sincerity in your eyes. The person who will accompany the white deer is naturally our brother... Then, please do what you want."
Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, and took two more steps back.He raised his head, raised his eyes, and quietly triggered [Detection Magic], looking above the tribal settlement:
Amid the praises to the deer god, when the soldiers held up wooden bowls and poured bowls of steaming deer blood, when the old and weak women and children scooped up pieces of cooked venison and had a hearty meal with laughter ...
In the sky, there are strands of mist, condensing into a bright brilliance.Look carefully, the veins outlined by those light threads seem, as if, as if, really look like a quadruped with horns?
Are you the Deer God?
Is it this tribe that has always worshiped the totem beast, or the beast spirit?
Gretel extended his mental power, trying hard to communicate with the fluorescent light in the sky.Try to be as light as possible, as soft as possible, like the ripples blown by the breeze, slapping on the fluorescent ball:
What is your source, is it a certain monster raised by this tribe?
Or, is it the monsters that once wandered around the tribe, whose spirits were worshiped and enshrined afterwards, and finally developed into what they are now?
Or, is it just the imagination and expectations of the reindeer tribe that shaped who you are today?
The night is windy and the starry sky is silent.The ripples of Gretel's mental power lightly patted on the cluster of fluorescent light, but only slightly brightened some nodes of the light thread, and did not arouse any feedback.He was engrossed and communicated for a while before he sighed leisurely:
"Ugh……"
It seems that the communication is unsuccessful... Is this beast spirit not intelligent enough, or am I not finding the right way?
"hold head high--"
Outside the settlement, in the wilderness, a high-pitched neigh suddenly sounded.Gretel immediately followed the prestige. Under the starry sky, Appa stood up with his hooves raised high, his bright eyes staring closely at the light cluster above:
"hold head high--"
A voice that only the same kind can understand is heard loudly into the night sky.In the sound of calling, the light group above the settlement became brighter and brighter, and finally, it unfolded its handsome figure——
That's a deer.
Like Appa, it was a white stag, a huge white stag.But the morphology is not exactly the same, especially the shape of the antlers:
It is not like Apa, which spreads out to both sides as far as possible, and then branches upwards one by one, but protrudes obliquely upwards, in all directions, and branches around the main branch...
And the top of each branch is dotted with light, colorful vines and flowers.
It lowered its head, looking at Apa with gentle almond eyes, as if looking at its long-lost brother or beloved son.The hooves moved lightly in the void, one circle, one circle, another circle, around Appa, getting closer as he ran.
In the end, it stood in the air in vain, with its horns hanging down to meet Apa's horns.The vines and flowers on Lu Ling's body also fluttered one after another, falling on Yinyuelu's body, seeping into its body silently.
"Deer God..."
"Deer God..."
On the ground, old, immature, crisp, thick, all kinds of exclamations came and went.And Yinyuelu just lowered its head, a brilliant silver light gradually appeared on the snow-white fur.
"People blessed by the Deer God!"
"Also, the spiritual deer blessed by the Deer God..."
Gretel raised the corners of his lips slightly on the nearby high ground.It’s hard to say whether it’s the spiritual deer blessed by the Deer God, but Apa has taken advantage of this wave, and it seems that he is about to advance...
Holding the emperor to make the princes, no, Gretel, who carried the spirit deer to make the natives, also got a lot of benefits.Not only got greater freedom of movement, but also received a large number of gifts: herbs, minerals, amber, fur——
Gretel quickly calculated the price, and it was much less than the cost of a dozen [remove diseases], so he silently accepted it.
In addition to various gifts, the Great Witch Festival of the reindeer tribe also presented a short antler with only one fork.
"This is the new antler that the stag grows in spring." Dawu Ji personally wrapped the rope made of deer tail hair around the antler and made a complicated knot:
"This kind of antlers can call the life force of the deer god to heal the injured and weak compatriots. After our prayers and blessings, any witch priest will know that you are our friend..."
Gretel accepted it with a stiff face.Before he could make a move, the Great Witch Ji had already stepped forward, with his hands flying, and tied the antlers to the head of the oak stick:
From the top of the oak stick down, the perforated pottery shard sent by the Redstone tribe, and the birch bark box given by the White birch tribe were attached with the antler.Dingling jingling, like a string of wind chimes, dangling on the head of the stick.
...Very good, it represents the clearance gift of "This is a friend", and I have already collected three.Gretel looked at the bunch of gifts and suddenly felt a little dazed:
If I go all the way and collect one from each tribe, will the string of gifts hang down to the ground in the end?
Or should he get a bag just for these things?
——No, maybe what he needs is a certificate of customs clearance. After passing a tribe, he will have a stamp stamped on it... So, is it because I took Tang Seng's script?
Hmm, if you walk from the east coast to the west coast, it is indeed similar to learning from the west...
****
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The goal of this sprint is to collect 1000 starting monthly tickets from yesterday to the end of the month. As long as you save up, two more chapters will be added!
Almost half of the sprint time has passed, and less than 250 votes have been collected, everyone work hard!
Ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for book review, ask for various...
py a book: "Planting a Peaceful and Prosperous World"
In ancient times, people farmed fields and cultivated technology to create a peaceful and prosperous world
(End of this chapter)
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