Chapter 3: Tribal Priesthood
Stepping into the stone gate, Yan Jie felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly, followed by the bald father and Talisha, who became cold, changed the eccentricity just now, and Talisha also carefully let go of the hands that were originally holding Yan Jie's arm, and followed closely behind the bald father.
Slowly walking through a stone corridor, the three of them came to a large hall, also different from other grassland style buildings in the tribal territory, two rows of stone lampposts were neatly placed in the main hall, the lampposts emitted a pale yellow light, and at the end of the hall was a huge portrait, only to see that this statue was nine feet tall, angry and angry, holding a half-body shield in his left hand, and holding a giant battle axe in his right hand, just looking at it made Yan Jie feel a powerful momentum from the portrait.
The three of them stopped at a distance of ten steps from the statue, only to see the bald father and Talisha kneeling down directly towards the statue, seeing that Yan Jie was still stunned, Talisha gently pulled Yan Jie's sleeve and said, "Ayir, this is the ancestor of our Black Flag tribe, and also our totem, the god of war Batalya, hurry up and salute." ”
Yan Jie recovered from the momentum of the portrait, and hurriedly learned from Talisha, knelt down, kowtowed three times in a row, and bowed to the portrait with great piety. He should have died a long time ago, but he traveled to another world, and was rescued by Talisha and the bald daddy to survive, as the ancestor of the Black Flag tribe, Yan Jie felt that he could afford this gift.
"Tashi, did you bring the rescued child?" Just as the three of them were about to get up after saluting, a vicissitudes of life voice came from behind them.
"Lord Priest, Tarshi has brought this child. It was as if he had lost his memory, even his name. The bald father got up and saluted the old man who came as he walked by.
The old man has a long white beard, wearing a dark blue robe, completely different from the common animal skin clothing of the tribe, the old man's robe is faintly shining with starlight in the dark, and the old man's right hand holds a staff of unknown material, and there is a dark green gem at the top of the staff, which emits an imperceptible green light.
"Ayir, this is the priest of our Black Flag tribe, and it is he who wants to see you. The bald father turned his head and said to Yan Jie.
The old man slowly walked up to Yan Jie, stretched out his hand from his robe, and touched Yan Jie's forehead.
Yan Jie subconsciously wanted to dodge, but was stopped by Talisha, "Ayir, don't worry, Grandpa Priest won't harm you, Talisha assures you." Talisha looked at Yan Jie seriously and said.
The old man's handprint was on Yan Jie's forehead, and a cold feeling flowed into the body from Yan Jie's forehead, along the chest to the legs, and after this cold energy was washed again and again, the original painful wound on his back began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after about five minutes, the old man stopped injecting energy. At this time, Yan Jie opened his eyes, and he only felt that not only was his injury healed, but the spirit of the whole person was replenished in an instant.
"Thank you, Priestess. Yan Jie bowed down and saluted the old man.
"This is the magical power of another world, it's so powerful, I don't know if I can learn it. Yan Jie thought silently in his heart.
"Tashi, Talisha, you go out, I'll talk to this little one. The old man said to the bald father and the girl.
"Yes, Priestess. The bald father and the girl saluted again when they heard this, and then pushed out the main hall, and before exiting, Talisha winked at Yan Jie.
"Sit down, child, and I'll answer the doubts in your heart. The old man said, pointing to the stone futon in front of the statue.
Yan Jie followed the priest to kneel and bow in front of the statue again, and then sat down on the futon.