Chapter 468: Information About the Wolf Killing Society
The totem of the Hailasu tribe is a golden eagle, with sharp eyes and extraordinary bravery. With the shaman's urging, a brilliant light burst out, as if it was reflecting the sun.
Meng Qi felt a faint majesty coming from above, and the strange power seemed vague and clear.
Facing things like totem ancestors, he did not dare to be careless. The whole person seemed to float in the dark universe, surrounded by illusory and untouchable bright lines. The only one he could grasp was the one that was slowly approaching.
"Willingly accept this oath?" He suddenly asked in a short grassland language.
This shaman was only of ordinary rank. Although he felt a little weird, he thought that the other party was cautious, so he whispered: "There is no falsehood under the gaze of Changshengtian and the golden eagle."
The Changsheng Sect has brought most of the totem gods of the grassland under the control of Changshengtian.
Hearing this, Meng Qi lowered his head, looking extremely pious. His soul operated the secret technique, and with a flick of the illusion, the causal line changed direction, floated to the shaman, and attached to his body.
Of course, Changshengtian and the Golden Eagle would not really "watch" such a trivial matter. They just borrowed their power to witness the oath, so they had no reaction to the changes of the two parties in the oath.
The shaman felt heavy unconsciously, but soon returned to normal, thinking that it was because of the heavy consumption just now. He looked up to the top again, and with Agula's respectful farewell, he took the gems and gold and left the tent arrogantly.
"If you make an oath, you will be a good brother." Agula was opposite to his calm attitude just now, and was so friendly and warm that Meng Qi secretly doubted it. This was not to recruit a powerful assistant for himself, but just that the Wolf Killing Club had one more master who could confront the Wolf King head-on. It was understandable to be happy about the hope of revenge, but such enthusiasm exceeded the normal limit, unless the Wolf Killing Club meant more to him than revenge.
Meng Qi nodded indifferently, still showing the coldness of a wandering swordsman.
Agula seemed to have noticed his attitude problem, and he restrained his smile and said, "More power means more hope for revenge. When I think of Arsalan's eyes that refused to close before he died, I often can't control my emotions."
"You joined at the right time. The liaison envoy in the south will come in two days to gather nearby members and pass on the news of the wolf king in other places, which can also be regarded as witnessing your joining the club."
The liaison envoy in the south... Meng Qi nodded calmly, and suddenly felt that the Wolf Killing Club was a very strict organization, which had surpassed the level of a loose revenge alliance that spontaneously exchanged information.
After leaving the tent, Old Wuen sneered, "Agula has four sons and three daughters, but none of them is as outstanding as Arsalan. No wonder he is so resentful and wants to join the Wolf Killing Club at the risk of being retaliated by the Wolf King."
"If I were him, I would make the same choice. Although it is often said that revenge will never end, I hope that the enemy will be persuaded in this way." Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Qi switched to Mandarin and spoke a long paragraph fluently.
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Two days later, Meng Qi and Batu followed Agula and walked towards an inconspicuous tent.
"He is..." A nine-orifice grassland warrior was guarding the door. He looked at Meng Qi and refused to make way for the tent.
He knew Agula and Batu, but who was this wandering swordsman with two small mustaches?
"This is the new member of the guild, Zhebie." Agula lowered his voice and said, "He has sworn an oath under the witness of the shaman."
"Join the guild?" The grassland warrior looked at Meng Qi sharply, as if he doubted his qualifications for joining the guild. Not just anyone who was willing to swear an oath could join the guild!
Then he saw Meng Qi's cold eyes, and a cold and sharp feeling came from his throat, as if there was an invisible long knife there. As long as he made a rash move, his head would be separated from his body immediately.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps to the side and made way.
Seeing this scene, Agula nodded slightly, feeling very satisfied with his choice.
The tent was warm as spring, with several copper stoves, blankets on the floor, felt hanging on the inner wall, and gold ornaments placed in an orderly manner. The layout was luxurious but not rustic, which was completely opposite to the inconspicuous appearance.
An old man sat cross-legged inside, his eyes slightly narrowed, inhaling the smoke of burning grass leaves, a special product of the grassland, with a relaxed expression.
His fur coat was black and smooth, and was placed aside.
"Temur, the heavy snow blocked the grassland, and you came so early?" Agula greeted casually and familiarly.
Temur put down the thing made of grass leaves and exhaled white mist: "It is because the heavy snow blocked the grassland that we set out early. Who is he?"
"Zhebie, I will introduce the members to the association, the strong ones who can survive the hands of the Wolf King." Agula turned around and introduced Meng Qi, "Temur, a famous warrior of Zhelimu, his most proud disciple died at the hands of the Wolf King."
Without Agula's words, Meng Qi could sense Temur's strength. Although he could not judge accurately, he at least understood that he was beyond the ordinary Nine Apertures. Whether he was a half-step outside scene or not could only be determined by his actions.
"I'm old. If I meet the Wolf King alone, I'm afraid I can't save my life." Temur looked at Meng Qi deeply.
Agula sat down cross-legged and asked casually: "What about them?"
"If I really can't get away, I'll run hard and tell them the situation." Temur's tone was slow and old, "Recently, the tiger of Zhelimu is very interested in southern goods, you have to pay attention."
Agula nodded and communicated with Temur. It didn't involve the Wolf King. It was all about the secrets of Gegen Gaole and Zhelimu, and shared the distribution channels of southern goods and stolen goods.
Meng Qi sat next to him, silent, and was a little shocked. News often means opportunities. Agula and Temur's sharing is extremely beneficial to both parties. In addition, Agula's identity and Temur's strength are not a simple one plus one.
The members of the Wolf Killing Society are probably not short of such people who are neither high nor low. They are not worth paying attention to when they are alone, but if they unite, spread across the north and south of the grassland, exchange information and support each other, they will be a force that cannot be underestimated... Meng Qi thought, even if the Wolf King was killed, they would not disband the Wolf Killing Society after tasting the sweetness, right?
At this time, a hearty laugh came from the entrance of the tent: "I heard that a hero has joined the club?"
Without looking back, the image of the newcomer has already appeared in Meng Qi's mind. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, wears a fur hat, is dressed gorgeously, and has a decorative golden short knife on his waist. He doesn't look very old, probably around 30.
"Dari Achi, our liaison envoy in the south of the Killing Wolf Club, a famous wandering warrior on the grassland, his brother was killed by the wolf king..." Agula introduced the two parties.
Dari Achi's every move was accompanied by a little power of heaven and earth. Meng Qi fully believed that he had opened the ancestral acupoint between his eyebrows. In addition to his youth and strength, his strength should be above Temur.
Dariyachi took off his fur coat, sat down without any hesitation, took a deep breath and said: "I don't doubt Agula's vision. Brother Zhebie's strength is definitely not much worse than the Wolf King. He is a powerful supplement to our Wolf Killing Club. When things here are finished and the snow melts, I will take you to see the president."
When it comes to the president, both Temur and Agula showed a little awe, but neither of them said a word, which made the president seem quite mysterious.
Dari Achi did the same, and turned to say: "Brothers don't talk about outsiders, there is not so much hypocrisy, brother Zhebie, I will tell you directly about the wolf cub Tiesheng."
"Okay." This is what Meng Qi wanted.
"I won't talk about other things. I believe you, brother Zhebie, know what we will find when we kill wolves." Darachi said with a serious face, "Although Tiesheng, the wolf cub, seems to kill any good one at random, we found that, except for a few weak ones, the strength of the targets he killed increases every once in a while..."
Dariachi explained very clearly. They analyzed the pattern of the wolf king's killing and found that every once in a while, the strength of the target chosen by the wolf king would suddenly increase sharply, and then stabilize at this level, repeating this time and again. Of course, there are examples where the target is much stronger or weaker than the wolf king, but they are just sporadic embellishments. Either they succeed easily, or they flee far away and come back later.
"We suspect that the stage of sudden increase is the period when Tiesheng, the wolf cub, is about to break through, and he breaks through the barrier by taking risks to hunt targets that are much stronger than himself." Agula added.
Meng Qi recalled the information he had read and nodded slightly to express his agreement.
Calculating the time, the wolf king should have recovered from the injuries he caused. With his previous state, he should have reached the stage of seeking a breakthrough. If so, there is a chance. The problem is that there are many corresponding objects to choose from on the grassland, and it is difficult to determine the wolf king's target.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the wolf king has no other adventures and has not recovered early, but judging from the number of times he has taken action on the grassland in the past six months, this possibility is very low.
Darachi's words confirmed Meng Qi's thoughts: "Although Tie Sheng, the wolf cub, has rarely taken action since returning from the Central Plains, and it seems that he is about to break through, there are many grassland strongmen who can meet his breakthrough needs, except for the direct descendants of the Golden Horde and the Changsheng Sect. We can only choose the key ones."
"But..." He changed the subject, "I don't think Tie Sheng is a real lone wolf because he can choose the 'breakthrough target' so accurately. Moreover, before he went south, he had killed five people, two of whom were secret members of our Wolf Killing Society. How could it be so coincidental?"
"So, did you investigate from this aspect?" Meng Qi spoke the grassland language with difficulty. He almost didn't understand what Darachi said just now.
Darachi nodded: "We deliberately leaked some information, tracked and traced, and found three suspicious people, one of whom was in Gegen Gaole. This is one of the reasons why I came here."
"Who?" Agula and Temur's eyes became burning, even a little congested.
Meng Qi remained calm and maintained a stern demeanor, which made Darachi secretly praise him for his master's demeanor.
"Narisu." Darachi uttered the name.
"Him?" Agula and Temur both showed solemn expressions.
"Narisu?" Meng Qi didn't know this person at all.
Darachi explained: "He used to be a famous horse bandit. After reaching the half-step outer scene, he gave the horse team to his deputy and went to Gegen Gaole to sell goods for many horse bandit teams, sitting on the spot to divide the gold, and practicing hard, hoping to be favored by Changshengtian and communicate with each other internally and externally."
Once you become an outsider, you can become a guardian warrior of a medium-sized tribe or join a large tribe, which is a hundred times stronger than a horse bandit. After all, under the rule of the Khan of the Golden Horde, it is okay for horse bandits to fight small battles, but if they become powerful, they will definitely be wiped out.
"We will release news that is unfavorable to the Wolf King again. I hope that brother Temur and brother Zhebie will monitor Na Risu and his men and track down the Wolf King!" Dariyachi raised his head slightly, his tone grim.
Meng Qi gripped the hilt of the knife and said lightly:
"I hope your news is correct."
After speaking, he stood up and turned around, pressed the knife and left the tent.
Seeing Zhebie's posture, Dariyachi narrowed his eyes and whispered:
"I also hope you don't let us down."
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The clouds covered the moon, and the snowflakes were still falling.
Meng Qi and Temur lay on the tops of different tents, letting the snow cover themselves, motionless.
Someone sneaked into Na Risu's tent and told him the news he had received before.
After this person left, Narisu did not make any move throughout the night, which made people doubt that Dariachi's judgment was wrong.
However, Mengqi and Temur were very patient and waited all night in the snow and freezing cold.
At dawn, many of Narisu's men entered Narisu's tent and left one after another, making it impossible to judge who would bring out the news or not.