Chapter 205 "God of Farming"

Kulupila's opposite big feet made the mud clatter, and he joined the dancing gods, clapping and singing happily.

Lin An climbed up the boy's fiery red hair and looked around.

Everyone wore animal masks, and their appearance could not be seen. The people here looked like some beastmen with beast characteristics, similar to the state of small canine teeth.

Before, Lei Zige and Shuzijie turned into totem-like beasts to increase their combat effectiveness, and intentionally increased the pollution value to prepare for the decisive battle with Jericho.

Now that the battle is over, they may find an opportunity to reduce the pollution value, and their appearance has also changed.

Finding their "two-legged form" from a bunch of circling demons is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Lin An thought for a while and silently chanted in his heart.

"Sister Shuzi, Sister Shuzi, Aunt Shushu... Are you looking at me?"

As expected, the sound of yellow sand fluttering suddenly sounded, and the beaver's telepathy passed through his heart.

"You are the only one who calls a good person so strange, Lin An."

A woman wearing a beaver mask walked out of the crowd. Her brown skin was covered with a thick layer of brown fur that was rich in oil. Her colorful nails held a cup of chicha made from corn, and her eyes stared at Lin An sharply.

"Boy, you have become a real boy." She held a comb in her other hand and combed the messy hair wet with sweat. "I heard the conversation between you and Gao Ma."

"Dear Sand Clan, I want to ask for your wisdom." Lin An saw the plump and fat beaver from the mist, which was completely different from the small and exquisite mouse shape in his impression. He was full of shock. "I also hope you can give me some hair."

"Wisdom, ha! You never listen to me; as for hair, there is plenty, just take it."

The beaver pulled out the hair pulled by the comb and threw it to Lin An in balls. The latter stabilized his body on the top of Kurupila's head and grabbed the brown fur that kept flying.

Sister Mouse's hair was stiff, short and black, like a formed sand. Lin An plucked a few white hairs from the little man in the bottle and rubbed them together.

"You are the worst barber I have ever seen." Beaver said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing?"

"Reward my courier." Lin An pinched the plush ball and patted Kurupila under him heavily, "Gabriel, I found an acquaintance, thank you for escorting me all the way."

"Huh?"

Kurupila's dancing steps stopped, and Lin An jumped above his head. Beaver drank the chicha wine in one gulp, caught the little man in the bottle in mid-air with one hand, and his eyes moved back and forth between him and the boy.

Seeing this scene, Kurupila's eyes suddenly sank.

"Don't leave. You have to play with me. This is what we agreed on."

His tone was extremely fierce, completely different from his liveliness just now. His red hair was burning with anger. The three-meter-long whip on his waist was untied one by one, swinging back and forth like a strong vine, attracting everyone's attention.

He is worthy of being the fifth son of the evil god Tau.

The beaver narrowed his eyes and did not immediately protect Lin An like the moose did.

The chaos attracted the attention of several people, including an alpaca-like half-orc, a woman with a noose around her neck, and a man with emerald feathers behind his head, like a peacock spreading its tail.

They surrounded the three of them layer by layer to block prying eyes.

"Gabriel," the beaver finally spoke, "you have a disagreement with our guest from 'Vakataka'."

"He asked me to bring him to see the white, singing deer, and I brought him here. Now it's his turn to fulfill the agreed duties!" Kurupira said arrogantly, "This Lin An is destined to stay with me and be my playmate forever!"

As the voice fell, his whip danced more and more wildly, and the end was ready to go.

"Be careful not to get poked." The beaver reminded, "Any creature violated by Kurupira, whether it is two-legged or four-legged, will be pregnant with his child, the fetus will grow rapidly, and a certain amount of radiation and pollution will be uncontrollably discharged during production."

"But I'm a man." Lin An said in surprise.

"His fertilization targets include males." The beaver used his other hand to protect the little man in the bottle, "Kuruupira is the god of fertility, and has the power to make any species pregnant, regardless of gender."

Bizarre, cruel and varied mystery. Lin An raised his eyebrows.

There is actually a way to use external force to interfere with the original energy that other individuals have already mastered. Kurupira is the first person Lin An has seen who can do this.

But for some mysterious people whose pollution level exceeds 60%, who have lost their minds and fallen into madness, Kurupira's ability to reduce two values ​​at the same time may be one of the few "treatment" methods.

The barbarity and letting things take their own course that are difficult to criticize with modern eyes are probably the charm of the mythology of Xiadongzhou.

Although he can't see the panel, Lin An thinks Kurupira should be the "God of Farming".

This medium is very common, but he has not met a god of farming who can really be called an opponent.

According to experience, the characteristics of this medium are "help", and the ability is related to telepathy, confusion, and "seal".

When the pollution level of the little canine tooth soared, it was Sister Mouse who stayed by her side to suppress it, and at this moment Kurupira's ability to get pregnant is not an alternative seal.

Seeing the boy about to attack, Lin An took his time and threw out the ball of yarn he had just made. The light ball drew an arc and attracted Kurupila's attention.

"Gift!"

The red flames went out, and the boy left Lin An and the stunned beaver behind, chasing the ball farther and farther with full concentration, and the long whip was wrapped around his waist again, becoming harmless to humans and animals.

"This works?" Beaver was shocked.

"Legend has it that the only way for hunters to escape from Kurupira is to throw a ball of yarn, so that he will be driven by his instinct to play with the ball and abandon everything to chase it."

Lin An paused and said, "Even if the method doesn't work, I can talk to him while playing with him. Anyway, I only have about forty minutes left."

"You don't want to destroy our relationship with the Guarani gods." Beaver said, "Boy, I appreciate your cleverness. Let me think about how to answer your question."

"Thank you, Huangsha tribe."

At the same time, the three gods quietly merged into the dancing crowd again, but their eyes were obviously relaxed, and the alpaca even nodded to Lin An in a friendly way as a greeting.

Urkuchilai, the god of animal husbandry in Inca mythology.

Lin An responded by imitating the alpaca's way of greeting, and the latter hummed with satisfaction and turned away.

"Your doubts can be summarized into two things." Beaver held Lin An and weaved in and out of the crowd, "One, how will [Thirteenth Heaven] treat you; two, is the Holy Spirit a mysterious person of the statue-making level."

It turns out that the Golden Country family is called [Thirteenth Heaven]. Lin An thought that since the last "Wakataka", Sister Mouse revealed the key information every time.

Although she has the most distant relationship with Lin An among the four gods, she speaks clearly and does things neatly, unlike the others who love "illusions" and riddlers.

"I used to be a makeup designer in Hollywood."

Beaver heard what he was thinking and replied lightly.

"Back to your question, the Thirteenth Heaven accepts everyone. Several Wasichu who were attracted by Gao Ma were accepted. You are much better than them."

"Really."

"But we also have requirements. First of all, you cannot create chaos, conflicts and disputes within the tribe. If you just forced me and Kurupila to fight, hum..."

"Guard the tent. A nap god just tried to tempt me and was driven away by Brother Luzi. How should this be accounted for?"

"So that woman can only wander around the 'Sun Day'." Beaver said disdainfully, "The second point is closely related to the first point. The treatment you get in the Thirteenth Heaven depends on the recognition of the 'Holy Spirit'."

"Holy Spirit..."

Lin An chewed on the word, which is equivalent to "God" in the traditional sense in the local language.

"The ratings of the thirteen heavens correspond to the thirteen levels of the Holy Spirit's gifts, the Moon Heaven, the Star Heaven, the Sun Heaven, the Venera Planet Heaven, the Comet Heaven, the Green Heaven, the Night Heaven, the Storm Heaven, the Daytime Heaven, the Yellow Heaven, the Red Heaven, the Gold Heaven, and the Omeogan Heaven."

Lin An was caught off guard by this list of names, and hurriedly recorded them down, waiting to sort them out slowly after returning.

"As for me, I belong to the 'Comet Heaven', and Gao Ma is already in the 'Green Heaven'." Beaver smiled softly, "This is all my wisdom, and your request has been met, kid."

"What do these so-called 'heavens' represent?"

"Language is not omnipotent, Lin An." Beaver no longer answered, "No meditator who tossed and turned in a tent can achieve his wish to integrate the true essence of life with the soul. You can only find its meaning by embarking on a journey."

She lowered her dry palm and placed Lin An on a pile of sweet potatoes.

"Wait here, I'll go find Eagle Spread Wings and Little Fangs. They may tell you more, or they may not tell you as much as I do, but that will be your personal experience."

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"Woo woo woo."

A cold wind blew from the rainforest, dispelling the moist heat.

It rolled up the ball of yarn that Kurupila was playing with and threw it high. The boy widened his eyes and chased the direction of the wind while shouting "My ball!"

The unusual cold wind turned into a hummingbird, picked up the yarn ball halfway, put it in a person's hands, and let him carefully examine the internal structure.

The colorful eyes like totems suddenly turned into a kaleidoscope that changed rapidly, with a rotating nebula in the deep and micro-carved patterns of corn, rivers, leaves, humans and pythons on the outer layer, instantly analyzing all the mysteries of the plush ball.

The information flowed into the man's mind, splashing ripples like waves.

Kuruupila pushed aside the leaves of the banana tree and met the man unexpectedly.

"Give it back to me!" He walked forward angrily, "This is my reward!"

"Look... look." The other party said in a weird tone, with the vocal cords of a man, a woman, a leopard, a snake and a hummingbird coming from all directions, "He... made it for you."

"Give it back to me quickly!"

Kulupila snatched the plush ball, his anger dissipated, and he turned to be excited.

"I don't know you. But you smell good. If you are hungry, welcome to join our sacrifice."

The boy looked him up and down, and suddenly found that he could not see his true body clearly. There was only a half-concave and half-convex colored symbol, which was complicated and strange.

Then the symbol disappeared without a word, as if it had never appeared.

"Strange guy." Kurupila sighed.

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