Handel saw that Zhang Ning was contemplating and didn't dare to disturb, so he made a few gestures downward.

The musicians withdrew, and the herdsmen who had finished picking up the marmots hurriedly retreated...... The whole feast fell silent, save for the crackling of the campfire, the chirping of insects in the surrounding grass, and the occasional barking of dogs behind the yurt.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Ning came back to his senses, looked at Handel approvingly, and said, "This mutton is good." ”

Handel's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Cover the immortal and don't give up!

After a while, a group of sheep with extraordinary bearing walked over.

The horns are spiral-shaped, like two upside-down screws, the hair is snow-white and fluffy, and the expression is serious, as if he will open his mouth to discuss the Marxist-Leninist classics with others in the next second.

Handel stroked his beard and said modestly: "Shangxian Mingjian, this sheep is called Zhengjing sheep, it does not eat fresh grass, but only eats hay after hammering, soaking, fishing, drying and other steps, forming a thin sheet of plant essence, so the meat is very delicious and has a unique flavor......

Zhang Ning was amazed in his heart, it turned out to be a sheep eating paper, no wonder he looked erudite and talented!

Afterwards, several young red-faced girls served steaming roast meat and fruit wine.

The porcelain pillow-sized barbecue on the silver plate is golden in color and tender in texture, but there are many small bite marks on the skin.

Zhang Ning blinked, this barbecue is the radio groundhog that died just now!

He tasted the fruit wine...... The taste was sweet, so he unceremoniously put two jars of fruit wine and a plate of roasted marmot meat into the Qiankun treasure snail.

(In the treasure snail, Mickey hides the barbecue, happily pulls out a pair of jade cups, and drags the wine jar to the honey pond...... A few years ago, the spirit beast that only ate the elixir and did not eat mortal things has finally learned to enjoy life under the influence of its master!)

When you're drunk, it's time to get down to business – even if it's a one-sided one.

Handel, who even had a red head and neck, drank the only two taels of fruit wine left in the silver bottle, and said apologetically: "Shangxian Mo is not a good etiquette, but it is true that all the gold artifacts in the tribe have been lost recently, and only the silver artifacts remain, if the tribal immortals are there......"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ning interrupted Handel and got straight to the point.

"Yes," Handel wiped his face with his hand, barely sobering himself up, "not only the gold objects, but also the gold teeth and the gold threads have been removed...... "As he spoke, he tugged at his robe......

Zhang Ning thought to himself, the dwarf clan can really be called a group of dedicated gold thieves!

"Forget about the gold and gold ornaments, the gold mines in my tribe's territory are still very rich, but it's just ......," Handel said with a sad expression, "It's just that the Silang cattle have been taken away by foreign beasts...... This sacrifice ......"

Zhang Ning understood that the Libavelin tribe had been ravaged by dwarves and demon wolves, all the gold weapons were lost, and all the sirloin cattle were taken away. Moreover, Orubagan and Yoo Sung-ki, who were in charge of their sacrifice, are all gone, and there is a chance that there will be more than one bad luck, so they are still worried about this sacrifice.

That's why the hunters of Libavelin ran to the place where Liu Chengji was practicing, and when they saw the two monks, they could only ignore the three seven twenty-one and rushed to the doctor to invite them back to the tribe......

Zhang Ning sneered and said, "If there is not a single sirloin cow left in your tribe, you won't have to worry about the sacrifice?"

Handel grinned, and reluctantly pulled out a smile and said: "Alas, it is true that there is no head, otherwise it will definitely use the meat of the spirit animal to entertain the immortals......" He looked at Zhang Ning's expression with unknown meaning, and hurriedly added: "It's true, the herdsmen all saw the wolf demon as tall as a mountain, and swallowed the entire Sirloin herd in one bite......"

Heh, the wolf demons are developing quite fast!

Zhang Ning smiled at Handel's sincere face, too lazy to expose his lie: "Since they were all swallowed by the wolf demon, it is considered that the sacrifice has been completed." ”

Handel hurriedly said: "How can this be done, the immortals are to blame~"

Zhang Ning shrugged: "Then wait and see, I just want to meet this 'immortal'~"

Handel observed his words, saw Zhang Ning's indifferent look, and said eagerly: "Ask for the protection of the immortals! That wolf demon must be a demon beast that appeared during the flood in the Middle Continent......" His legs trembled, and he almost knelt down.

Zhang Ning frowned: "What did you say?

Seeing that Zhang Ning was serious, Handel rolled his eyes and said, "About two or three months ago......"

——It was the time when Zhang Ning collected the Cave Dark Fire.

It seems that the geological disaster in Beichuan still affected the central continent.

Zhang Ning's behavior of taking away the Dongming Xuanhuo because of refining a high-grade elixir was like a child who wanted to roast an ear of corn and was too lazy to go home to make a fire, so he started the nuclear reactor......

Although it was said that taking away the Dongming Xuanhuo for the sake of alchemy was a big and small use, but later using it to defeat the ice dragon was a mistake and hit the bull's-eye.

Seeing Zhang Ning's strange expression, Handel said eagerly: "Ask the Immortal to stay in the Libaweilin tribe and protect my people, right?"

"I agreed. A young man holding a narrow iron box stood beside him and replied calmly.