Lucky Farmer Girl: I rely on metaphysics to support my family

Chapter 705 Keenness
The military camp in the southern desert was brightly lit and heavily guarded.

Er Ya silently drifted into the core area of ​​the camp.

She was like a top scout, moving through the shadows of the camp.

Anyway, no one else can see her; she's looking for her target today—the High Priest of the Northern Desert.

Finally, she arrived at the tallest and most eerie tent in the center of the camp.

The tent was pieced together from black animal hides and dark red, unidentified objects, with several huge, colorful feathers and dried animal bones stuck on top.

The area around the tent was barren, and the ground was covered with a layer of pale white powder. It was unclear whether this white powder was to prevent anyone from sneaking over.

Anyway, it doesn't mean anything to Er Ya, and she can't touch the powder anyway.

However, the air smelled of decay and unknown herbs.

A dozen or so warriors from the Southern Desert, dressed in strange costumes and with their faces painted, stood guard around like statues.

Er Ya was about to go into the tent to take a look.

At this moment, a gaunt old man, wearing a crown adorned with colorful feathers and sharp bone spurs, and with his face thickly painted, walked from a distance, followed by a respectful-looking general.

"Find the War King's birth date and time as soon as possible. This formation won't work without his birth date and time." The old man's voice was as unpleasant as a broken gong.

"Yes, High Priest, I will do my utmost!" the general behind the old man replied respectfully.

"The formation will be completed in seven days. Before that, we must obtain the War King's birth date and time! Otherwise, this formation may not work!" the high priest said calmly.

Er Ya instantly recognized the other party's identity as the High Priest she was looking for.

But what did she just hear? What was the high priest planning to use a formation to deal with the War King?

When Er Ya saw the high priest enter the tent, she also silently floated into the tent.

The space inside the tent is much larger than it appears from the outside.

On such a hot day, a huge fire pit was dug in the center of the tent.

Something was burning inside, emitting a pungent smell of sulfur and blood.

Strange symbols were carved around the hearth, in some unknown way.

Around them were fresh, still slightly twitching beast hearts, several bowls of blackened, foul-smelling blood, and several pieces of broken armor and weapons that clearly belonged to the Central Plains!
I don't know if this thing belongs to the War King, or if it has any other purpose.

The high priest had just sat down in the center of the fire pit, holding a bone staff with a huge black gemstone inlaid at the top, and chanting incantations in a low, hoarse voice.

As he chanted, the black smoke in the fire pit churned even more violently, vaguely coalescing into a ferocious beast shape.

The magic circle on the ground seemed to come alive, the symbols pulsating slightly like blood vessels, emanating a suffocatingly cold aura!

Suddenly, Er Ya remembered what the general and this high priest had just said outside.

This is probably some kind of evil formation targeting the War King.

Er Ya felt a wave of unease; the evil magic circle and incantation might have some negative effects on her as well.

She suppressed her discomfort and carefully memorized the design of the magic circle, the types of offerings, the appearance of the high priest, and fragments of the incantation.

Oh, and in the corner of the tent were piles of dried poisonous insects, ground strange mineral powder, and bone fragments engraved with runes. She wanted to tell her master about the situation here immediately.

That's right, tell your owner first. Your owner said to tell her immediately if there's anything strange.

Moreover, to see the War King, one must go back, and there is no way to communicate directly.

Just as Er Ya was about to report back what she had seen and heard, the high priest seemed to sense something.

His cloudy eyes snapped open, sharply scanning the empty space inside the tent! He muttered an unknown incantation.

Alarm bells rang in Er Ya's mind!

That ugly old thing has such keen senses!
She quickly suppressed all her breath and clung tightly to the darkest corner of the tent, like a true nothingness.

The spiritual force swept over her location, seemed to pause for a moment, and carried a hint of doubt.

The high priest frowned, his incantation becoming rapid and sharp as he scanned the area again.

Er Ya held her breath, not daring to move.

A few breaths later, the malevolent spiritual energy slowly withdrew.

The high priest muttered a few words in the obscure Southern Desert language with a puzzled look, then closed his eyes again and continued chanting his incantation.

Erya dared not linger any longer. The moment the High Priest closed his eyes, she swiftly and silently floated out through the gap.

Er Ya ran out of the Southern Desert camp in one breath before calling for Tang Wan.

"Master! Master! Are you there?" Er Ya called out urgently.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Tang Wan sat up abruptly and asked hurriedly, "Is there some emergency?"

"Yes, I saw it! The high priest of the Southern Desert is setting up a formation to harm the War King!" Er Ya blurted out everything she had seen. "The high priest told a general to bring over the War King's birth date and time within seven days!"

Upon hearing that it was the mysterious and unpredictable high priest of the Southern Desert, Tang Wan's expression became more serious.

As far as she knew, this high priest usually stayed in the capital of the Southern Desert, so his coming directly to the border showed how much he valued the War King's arrival.

Now that this person has come, my initial worries have come true to some extent. Fortunately, there is Er Ya, a special person.

Thinking of this, Tang Wan wanted to know more, but she was more worried about Er Ya's safety, after all, the high priest of the Southern Desert was no ordinary person.

"Did you just come back from the Southern Desert military camp?" Tang Wan asked with some concern. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I contacted my master as soon as I left the camp in the Southern Desert! I was almost discovered, so I quickly ran to the military camp when I got the chance!" Er Ya said with lingering fear.

Tang Wan was relieved after hearing Er Ya's words, and then slowly said, "It's good that you're alright. Don't worry, tell me in detail what you just saw, including what the high priest was like."

Er Ya quickly recounted everything she remembered: "The high priest was in a dark tent, and he had drawn a huge, scary red circle inside, with something black and smelly burning inside! He also had a lot of scary things around him, like a beating heart, black blood, and a set of soldiers' armor and swords! He was holding a bone club and chanting incomprehensible spells! I felt uncomfortable just listening to those spells."

After she finished speaking, Tang Wan hesitated for a moment, and her tone became more serious: "This is not a proper formation, it may really be an evil spell, but don't worry, do as I say."

Er Ya nodded, then, realizing her master couldn't see her, quickly replied, "Okay! Please give your orders, Master!"

It's been updated!
Welcome to subscribe, save, comment, share, and vote!