Chapter 21

Do you know what happened to the last man who claimed to be a messenger of God? " Yuan Zhan grabbed the boy's face and raised it.

how? "Will there be someone with the same background as him here? Was the last person who claimed to be a divine messenger also one of the reformers, or some other transmigrator? Or is he a liar?

That man appeared in another big tribe, the red earth tribe. No one knows where he came from. His skin is very white and he has golden hair as dazzling as the sun. His self-healing ability is much better than yours. Injuries can heal in a blink of an eye. "

Yan Mo was deeply envious, but in the next second this envy turned into fear - he thought of this person's fate.

The man claimed to be the messenger of the god to the people of the red earth tribe, and came here to lead everyone to a better life, the priest of the red earth tribe doubted him, he challenged the priest, after watching the priest perform a few witchcraft , he said that it was some kind of chemistry and blindfolding, and he also repeated several witchcraft of the priest. The priest asked him what power he had to prove that he was a messenger of God, and the man showed his ability to heal himself. "

Yuan Zhan raised his leg and glanced at it, seeing that it was still bleeding, and immediately pouted: You are far worse than him. The priests and patriarchs of the Red Clay Tribe thought that the only way the angels could heal themselves did not mean anything. They asked the man to conquer their rival tribe and wiped out the tribe in one day. The man expressed his inability and anger. They scolded the patriarchs and priests of the Red Earth tribe as barbarians, scolded them for disrespecting the gods, and expressed their desire to leave the Red Earth tribe and go elsewhere. "

Yuan Zhan suddenly grinned, that person appeared almost like you, and it was almost winter. "

Yan Mo's heart clenched. He didn't sympathize with the man who claimed to be an angel, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

He tried to escape from the red earth tribe and was caught. The priest of the red earth tribe said that since he came from outside the sky and has the ability to heal himself, he must be the best food given to the red earth tribe by God. That whole winter, none of the Red Earth tribe starved to death except the slaves. "

Hold! Yan Mo suddenly felt pain all over his body. This kind of people who know little about the world is the most terrifying. They are not only ignorant and cruel, but also reject all foreign forces and cultures, unless your force can completely suppress them and make them change their minds.

It's better to wear a real primitive tribe, it's better to know nothing. Although ignorant young children are cruel, they can paint at will like blank paper and are particularly good at fooling and mastering.

Is he dead? ' the boy asked in a trembling voice.

died. Because after a winter, the man was still alive, and the priests of the laterite tribe were frightened, so they boiled all the rest of the day, ate the meat, ground the bones into powder, and made medicinal powder. I heard that the medicine powder made from that person's bones is very magical. "

It's really làng fee, if it was him, he would definitely keep that person alive, what a good research material, as long as the nutrition can keep up, there will be endless blood, flesh, internal organs, bone marrow, etc. There is such a high-quality research material on the Internet, it will not be so laborious to replace body parts for those with money and power, and maybe some new drugs for the treatment of cancer can be developed. Gee, what a pity!

The boy with the simple and honest face of the devil asked in fear and doubt: How, how do you know these things? "

We have contacts with the laterite tribes. Before winter comes, the tribes nearby will hold the biggest and last jiāo jiāo every year on the rocky beach, and you will see them on that day. That kind of bone meal can also be replaced, but the price is very high. "Yuan Zhan pinched the boy's face, do you still dare to say that you are the messenger of God?"

Yan Mo shook his head firmly, I just said nonsense just now, I just don't want to be a slave, I... it hurts so much from you, woo woo. "Tears flowed.

Yuan Zhan sneered and patted his face, stop pretending, you are not a weak lamb, if I didn't even feel the murderous aura on you and the hatred for me, I would have died as bacon. Obedient, fuck me for a few years first, when you become a third-level soldier and beat me, I will let you go. "

Yan Mo's tears quickly stopped. Now that the other party has seen through his nature, he is too lazy to pretend, acting is also a work of strength.

Yuan Zhan raised his leg again and looked at it, hey, you are too embarrassed to say that you are the messenger of God, why is your ass still bleeding? "

Yan Mo,..."

When the night came, when the Yuanji tribe gathered around the twenty or so fires in the square, roasting fresh meat and feasting, Yan Mo lay in the tent silently looking at the sky.

Yuan Zhan grabbed half of the roasted sheep, opened the tent, and came in, sat down beside the boy, would you like to eat? "

I was bleeding like a river just now, didn't you see it? Now let me eat roast lamb, do you want to kill me or do you want to kill me?

Yuan Zhan lifted the boy's leg with a big oily hand and looked there. Fortunately, there was no blood, and the wild grass called thistle was still somewhat useful. "

After finishing speaking, Yuan Zhan, who was young in age and appearance and size, fiercely bit a piece of barbecued meat with bloodshot streaks, and while chewing hard, he said with a bit of disgust: "You are so useless, so you still call yourself a god." So, is God pulling a piece of shit? "

Ha ha. "

Don't laugh like that, it makes me want to beat you up. "Yuan Zhan said seriously, tearing a piece of meat.

If you put it in the mouth of a teenager, you can't eat nothing. Next time you want to be full, you have to wait until the next year. I only found one kind of herbal medicine that you drew. There are two kinds of herbs that I look like, and I dug them up, and I brought back some bugs. Do you recognize them by yourself? "

Yan Mo raised a little bit of interest, chewing on the shredded meat and tilted his head to look at the young man, where is it? "He didn't spit out the shredded meat, an anal fissure is better than starvation.

Yuan Zhan tore up another piece of meat to feed him, and put it together with other harvests. We also picked some fruits that we had eaten before. I will take it back tomorrow when the priest checks it and finds it useless. "

...Aren't you really curious about my origins? "Yan Mo couldn't help asking.

Can you say it? "Yuan Zhan frowned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his left thigh vigorously, I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense."

You really know me.

what's wrong with your leg? "Yan Mo didn't want to ask at all, but he saw it, indicating that the guide also saw it. If he dared not ask, maybe he would experience the pain of bone erosion.

Yuan Zhan was about to explain when he suddenly shut up and looked up outside the tent.

Great war! The Chief and the High Priest let you in. "The young soldier who asked to replace Yan Mo with red dates appeared at the entrance of the tent. He glanced at Yan Mo, who was lying on the bed, and added: They asked you to take your slaves with you."

Chapter 16 Is there anyone worse off than me?

Yuan Zhan got up and walked to the tent, blocking the young soldier's sight.

The young soldier grinned and asked with a wink: Where did that kid get it? Looking at Te Lai Jin, he was just too thin and didn't have much flesh on his body. Twenty red dates are not exchanged, and thirty red dates are not exchanged? That jujube can be big and sweet! "

Yuan Zhan bumped into him and snorted coldly: Pick it up by yourself. "

It can't be picked up. really not change? "

Yuan Zhan kicked him, grabbed the young warrior by the shoulders, dragged him into his arms, and asked in a low voice: Why did the chief call me? "

Want to know? ' the young warrior deliberately lengthened his voice.

Yuan Zhan shut his mouth, turned the young man's body in a direction with his hands, raised his foot and kicked his ass, you can go and report back. "

The young soldier was kicked forward, staggered two steps, turned his head with resentment, and whispered, "Hey, hey, hey! I didn't say I didn't want to. "

Yuan Zhan thought about it and let you touch it. "

The young soldier's eyes lit up, but then he murmured in a low voice: What's the use of touching the light. Alright, alright, I don't know the details, but before I came, I heard Mr. Qiushi seem to mention some weeds that stop bleeding to the chief. "

that is all? "

that is all. To touch twice! "

……it is good. "Just touch your feet.

After the young soldier got the promise, he left happily, and Yuan Zhan walked back to the tent.

Yan Mo looked at the torch and thought about it, and when he saw Yuan Zhan coming in, he looked up at him.

Yuan Zhan walked up to Yan Mo and squatted down. He didn't think it was dirty or smelly. He first touched his two bare feet. When he was done, he grabbed the boy's right leg and frowned.

Yan Mo doesn't understand the young man's mind, he just thinks he is regretting it. "

Yuan Zhan shook his head, it was useless. "

what doesn't work?

The fat dog has seen your injury. I'm not sure if he will report your matter to the priest Qiushi, but if Qiushi wants to check you, it will definitely start from your origin. "

Why is he checking me? "

Because of the large thistle leaves. The actions of Kusamachi and others can't be concealed from the rest of the clan. I heard that Kusamachi said that you also allowed her to tell others that the big thistle leaves can stop bleeding and heal injuries? "

Yes. "

Then the matter of the big thistle leaf must have spread among the clan, and it is very likely that someone has used it and found that it is really effective, otherwise Lord Qiushi will not have nothing to see you as a slave. "

The effect of the big thistle leaf gradually spread in the original tribe, and Yan Mo has already known it in disguise through the transformation guide.

Because last night Yan Mo found out that the guide will make statistics every night, and credit some people for using the big thistle leaves and getting the effect, and these people can only be students he taught himself. Such as grass town and cinnamon. If it was a student taught by Kusamachi and Cinnamon, the credit for successfully using the thistle would not be credited to him.

Not only the big thistle, but also the method of making needles and thread, the method of salt water disinfection, the method of weaving straw mats, the method of compression hemostasis, the simple bandaging technique, etc. He also received some reductions from Kusamachi and others more or less.

That is, the MLM-style method of reducing scumbag value is only effective for the first-generation students he taught himself. Yan Mo thought that this was probably a way for the guide to reform him, encouraging him to go into battle and teach others more?