890 The original owner's grievances
It was still Gu Zheng's teenage years, and his old priest was researching something terrible, so he put his mind on the seven brothers of the Hideous Family, and also fooled Gu Zheng's trust, using his weak and harmless natural attributes to get close to the Hideous One to Seven, planning to steal some of the other party's blood to fuse it into the potion.
Who would have thought that Gu Zheng back then was too simple, but these seven children who looked stupid and not stunned had the intuition of beasts.
When Gu Zheng had just deceived a little blood from the youngest No. 7, his whole person was lifted up from No. 1 to No. 6.
That day was simply Gu Zheng's Good Friday.
As a young man, he will always remember the fierce man who was about to become an adult, and the gaze in his eyes was so cruel and hideous, as if it was like the totem worshipped by their people, exuding a huge and ancient atmosphere.
If it weren't for the old priest coming in time to rescue himself from the hands of the seven brothers of the evil family, I am afraid that Gu Zheng at that time would not be able to see the sun the next morning.
And this incident has become a nightmare in Gu Zheng's heart after all, since this incident, his originally weak temperament has become a little more timid, and after seeing a few people from the Hideous family again, he no longer dares to go forward to make do.
But what did the old priest do when he saw this?
This is definitely a pit father, but he doesn't know what method he used to make the Seven Brothers take the initiative to dedicate their blood.
And in the end, when this elixir was really made, Gu Zheng knew that this was actually the stimulating elixir of the atavistic bloodline that these clansmen said, and it had an unexpectedly good effect on the clansmen with a relatively strong ancient bloodline like the Yan family.
If the old priest told him exactly what Gu Zheng was going to do at the beginning, would he still be like this later?
But when Gu Zheng timidly went to ask the old priest, he got a very different answer.
Here's what the priest said, "Son, you haven't adapted to who you are."
For the priest was one of the most exalted men in the community.
If you have any needs, just be open and open with your people.
No one would refuse a priest's request, even if it was to sacrifice their body and soul to the supreme beast.
Hearing this, the young Gu Zheng was stunned, he seemed to have vaguely grasped some key points, but he didn't.
But just as he was pondering, the seven brothers who had just bled out of the old priest's tent walked in front of Gu Zheng in line and gave him an unforgettable taunt.
Big: "You"
Hideous two: "True"
Three: "Yes"
Hideous Four: "One"
Five: "One"
Six: "Weak"
Fox Seven: "Chicken feathers!"
"You didn't"
"a"
"Ethnicity"
"Priesthood"
"Bearing"
"Guts"
"Wow of ability!"
Then the seven of them summed up together: "There is a clan, priest?
After finishing speaking, he didn't even leave Gu Zheng with a superfluous look, turned around and bowed in the direction of the old priest, and led the freshly baked potion to find their mothers.
Since this incident, Gu Zheng has been depressed.
Well, things are as simple as that, when I was young, I always had a leader who was high-spirited, and naturally there was a background wall that was obscure and physically and mentally weak.
It's not about right or wrong, it's just about character.
Therefore, when the hunting party led by the seven brothers returned to the tribe, they were extremely surprised when they heard the young priests who were chattering around them to welcome their return and describe that their young priest had led them to the Swagger Mountain today.
They turned to look at the silent man who was just holding his scepter and staring at them deeply, and then at the foot of the tent at the flowers that had been laid out and cleaned by the women of the picking team and began to dry, and then they pointed to their harvest and laughed.
"You guys"
"Yes"
"Jokes"
"Yes"
"These"
"Flowey"
"Can you eat it? ha!"
Not only that, but the seven brothers also proudly picked up the three or two rabbits and chickens hanging from their waists, and waved them twice among the young girls who had just grown into a little immature in the tribe.
"People"
"Yes"
"To"
"Eat"
"Meat"
"of"
"Don't eat grass!"
After speaking, he seemed to look down on Gu Zheng very much, so he looked back defiantly again.
I can see Gu Zheng's rubbing fire.
He Aristotle, Hai Gu Du Zheng, Gu Na Zha Duo Zheng, when did he suffer from this kind of idleness!
Didn't you say you don't eat grass?
Then you won't eat a bite of what you have planted tonight!
Gu Zheng, who had a bad idea in an instant, did not change his face, and under the contemptuous gaze of the seven brothers, a kind and noble smile appeared on his face.
He turned his head to look at the leader of the collection team, the foxy flower, and asked in a low and gentle voice: "Today, I have been given by the oracle to learn a cooking formula." ”
"Tonight's dinner, just follow my instructions. ”
After hearing this, the fox on the side was just stunned, and immediately nodded in agreement.
This young priest is really good at doing things, and no one in the whole tribe can cook the food that has just been picked in the middle of the day.
And the priest who took them to forage would do it, and that would be easy.
The quite capable Hideous Flower will not be affected by the words of the seven brothers of the Hideous Family.
Yes, rabbits, gray chickens are really good, but only if the number you hunt can fill the stomachs of hundreds of people.
There are two or three of them per person, and the total of this hunting team only brings dozens of catties of meat, which is enough for what to do.
She might as well follow the priest who seems to be down-to-earth now, at least on the way to migration, and not die because of eating nonsense.
So the current fox flower hands and feet are called a Mali, obeying Gu Zheng's arrangement, they set up a very flat stone slab they found from the bottom of the swagger mountain, and the bottom is the stove pit dug after loosening the soil, when the bonfire of Ran Ran burns, but a moment of effort, on this thin stone slab that is not too thick, a white mist rises.
In order to try the temperature on the board, Gu Zheng, who had cleaned his hand, also pressed it lightly, and after feeling the heat on it, he handed it over in the direction of the fox flower on the side.
"Oil ......"
But the beercous flower who was instructed was at a loss: "Priest...... What's that?"
Well, Gu Zheng, who sighed, turned his face to the buttocks of the fat rabbit that the seven brothers had just cleaned up, where he could barely pick out one or two fatty fats.