Standing on the hill and howling obviously didn't solve the problem, Roger simply slapped his ass on the ground and began to stare at the dead fish eyes for a way out of the hilly area.

It's not that this thing has figured it out, it's mainly that Roger is standing wet in the cold wind, and the thinly dressed Roger really can't stand it.

"This whole thing, all wet, why don't you make a fire and spend the night in the mud?"

As soon as this tempting idea came to him, Roger hurriedly shook his head, and he was left with a reserve of magic power to release two or three level 0 tricks, how could he waste his magic power in this kind of place in this ghost place where there was no way to replenish his magic power at all.

"It's okay, a real man just has to be demeanor and not temperature, so he won't be mixed for so many years, and he will have a bad cold when he runs into a subspace, right?"

Roger looked unaware of the need to make a big flag, and was looking down to pull the dried mud on his clothes, when the cold wind blew in his open collar, making Roger shiver.

"There is no room for delay. ”

Silently cheering himself up, but staring at the rugged terrain in front of him and the vast expanse beyond, Roger still had a headache.

The giant tree that seemed to support the canopy was far away at the end of the sky, and Roger estimated that according to his current pace, there would not be ten days and half a month that could not pass, and his travel preparations were ......

Looking down at the deformed unicorn frog in his hand, which had been pinched by himself, Roger fell into deep thought for a moment.

"The sky and the earth are big, and the belly is the biggest, so it's a big deal to hunt while walking. ”

Roger took out the courage to get out of the bed in the winter, tore off the strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, tied his leaky cuffs, and plunged into the rugged hills in the general direction of the giant tree.

"Damn, it's all to blame on the big thief who is idle, otherwise I can still use the 'Silver Vulture' to hunt below, maybe I can catch some prey, I can't change to the appearance of a muscular brother......"

After walking for about half an hour, Roger's head had begun to cranky and gradually collapsed in the direction of logical confusion.

This situation is not a good phenomenon even for the mentally resilient Roger, who is constantly eroded by physical and mental exhaustion.

Even so, Roger has no intention of stopping, while his physical strength is still sufficient, it is important to get out of this barren hilly area as soon as possible, as long as he reaches the vast grassland outside the hills, I believe that both water and food will be more abundant.

Hungry to a certain extent, Roger even felt himself hallucinating, he seemed to smell the aroma of food, but it was impossible, now Roger he was walking along the rugged ridgeline, surrounded by gray-brown cracked earth, the earth was bare, there were not even the low bushes like the one in the ravine before, so there would be ready-made food?

"I want to eat steamed lamb, steamed bear's paws, steamed deer tails, roasted duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose, boiled salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon ......"

The delirious Roger had already begun to numb himself by chanting the name of the dish, and in this case, the rich aroma of Ma Fu penetrated Roger's nose more clearly, Roger's nose twitched, it was the burnt smell of barbecued food, and Roger seemed to hear the pleasant prickling sound of oil dripping from the barbecue.

"Sniff, no, this is the real smell of barbecue!" Roger snorted, the smell of barbecue was so clear that Roger could distinguish it even in a trance.

Realizing this, Roger instantly perked up, looking left and right to find the source of the aroma.

"How is it possible, it obviously feels like it's nearby. Roger scratched his scalp, as if he had just soaked in the mud and had put lice on his body.

"Is it ......" Roger was inspired to lie on the edge of the ridgeline and look down the cliff, and sure enough, a small pyramid-like stone building stood there, and the aroma of roasted meat wafted from it.

Without thinking about it more, Roger slid down the cliff a little gently as if he were rushing to the cafeteria.

Approaching the stone building, Roger found that it was a flat-roofed pyramid-like building made of stones, and the material was the pale stone of the neighboring one, and the rough polishing made the whole building look rough and obviously exotic.

In front of Roger sliding down, the pyramid left a large door, and the orange fire inside could be seen, and the swaying figures!

Of course, Roger, who was already overly hungry, didn't bother so much, he almost rushed into the pyramid, and then ...... I bumped into a petite young girl.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, perhaps younger, dressed in a strange costume sewn like animal skin, his face was crisscrossed with green paint, and his hair was drastically draped behind him, and he looked like an Indian who had come out of a painting. Her weapons were a short bow and a short knife, and the quiver was hiding somewhere.

Her face was vibrant, her eyes were bright, her whole person looked vibrant, her complexion had that healthy wheat color, and her neat shawl hair at the back of her head looked quite energetic. 88

"Gollum Saranasi!"

Aware of Roger's intrusion, the young girl quickly got up, drew her short knife and put it in front of her, and assumed an offensive stance, screaming in a syllable that Roger didn't understand at all, and Roger guessed that she was warning herself to get out of here.

"Woohoo!"

A strange thing lay on its stomach in the room, and as Roger broke in, it quickly got up and hissed fiercely. The creature resembles a bantam, but it is much thicker, with two bony pieces sticking out of the shoulder blades of its forelimbs, a fluffy tail, and no mane on the back of its neck.

"Oops, forgot about the language barrier. ”

As soon as he entered the room, Roger, who was attracted by the barbecue, remembered the language barrier, you can't ask this subspace to also speak the lingua franca of the pan-continent.

Fortunately, Roger was not unprepared, and in his mind, a translation program was activated from the various databases of the gods, and Roger waved his hand and hurriedly said in the indigenous language: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

"You're from the tribe too?" the girl looked relieved at the familiar language, but still looked Roger up and down suspiciously, "How come I have never seen you in the village?"

Only then did Roger realize the strangeness of the current situation, in the deserted wilderness, a fierce stranger suddenly appeared, if he had already exploded the flame array.

Thinking of this, Roger hurriedly smiled dryly and waved his hand: "No, my reconnaissance team got lost on this side of the grassland, and I was surprised to see the crowd." ”

"Oh," I don't know what came to mind, the young girl nodded, put down the dagger, but her attitude was even more cold, "this is the outpost, you came in the wrong direction, you will obviously get lost in the hills, and you are still the ...... of the reconnaissance team"

It's not good, this girl is thinking about it, her lies are about to be exposed, Roger hurriedly said: "Then I have an urgent task now, but the mount is lost, can you wait for me to go back to the tribe?"

"I'm not free, I still need to be wary of omens, you can run back by yourself. With that, the young girl was going to sit back by the fire, not going to talk to Roger.

This situation made Roger Deng a little dumbfounded, and said in his heart that this happened not according to the popular script, but whenever there is a normal script, he should seize the opportunity to embark on a new adventure with the newly met knight girl - why can't this oil and salt in front of him?

"Am I not lost," Roger spread his hands, "and do you think I can get out of that prairie on my own in this state, and you are so embarrassed not to save me?"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, the reconnaissance team is wasting the tribe's food again. The young girl said coldly,

Roger was stunned by this cloudy answer, and complained in his heart why he couldn't meet the kind of coaxing brain-dead girl in other stories, how could he answer?

"Well, you see, if you don't, I have nothing to repay you now," Roger thought for a moment, and spread his hands very shamefully, "but when I get back to the tribe, I can promise you one thing, believe me I have the ability." ”

"You're so thick-skinned, get out of here......" The young girl looked a little impatient, and when she was about to chase people away, she seemed to suddenly remember something, her face softened, and she asked tentatively, "Then can you go into the Holy Spirit area?

"No problem, no problem. "Whatever that means, Roger will take it first, he is already starving to death.

"Well, you can rest here. The young girl was relieved, and Roger went inside the pyramid as he wished.

Not to mention, there are caves inside this pyramid, and you can even see vague murals on the inner walls. The ancients who left behind this relic apparently had a special skill, and the fact that some of the pigment they had made had survived so many years of weathering and erosion caught Roger's attention.

He bent down in front of a detached and broken stone slab that was supposed to be embedded in front of him on a high platform that appeared to be a ceremonial place, with a special regulation and solemn atmosphere. On the slate, Roger saw mottled paint and some faintly recognizable reliefs.

The relief is supposed to depict some kind of natural phenomenon, Roger sees a ball of light at the top of the picture, and below the picture is an undulating wavy line, I don't know whether it represents the sea or the grassland: this "underground" world has no large-scale oceans, only a large number of lakes and rivers, so I am not sure whether the ancients who left these reliefs had the concept of "ocean".

Roger noticed something at the bottom of the slab, and reached out to remove the moss and weeds from it, and he saw some symbols that looked like words, somewhat similar to cuneiform.

"Praise the sun, which once brought light and heat to the earth, and we firmly believe that it still burns in the sky of our homeland, and its light shines in our spirit. ”

Then Roger found another stone tablet next to him, which depicted a large number of plants and animals, as well as curved symbols floating between plants and animals, and under this tablet there was also the text: "Praise to all beings, the wonderful creation of the goddess, the soul flows among all beings, the dead never die, the living are also in death, we are with all the living and the dead." ”

"These are religious tablets," said Roger, standing up and coming to the stone tablet he had found, calling for the power of the wind, for the power of the clouds, for the power of the earth, for the water, for the plants, for the stones, and for a long passage of text praising a natural phenomenon. It's something that would be used in magical ceremonies, and depending on the style of the prayer, it's a bit like a druid or some kind of nature totem belief. ”

Roger's muttering was undoubtedly heard by the girl who had been paying attention to this strange man, and after a slight reaction, she exclaimed in surprise: "You actually know the divine script! You are a sacrifice?!"