After passing through the square, it didn't take long to reach the place where Rila was staying. The house www.biquge.info the lira is different from the others, the house is not made into two floors, but is slightly separated from the ground, and the entrance is a slope that extends into the house.

"Please wait a minute." Rila suddenly stopped in front of the slope and said to Ansule. She walked at the front, the wheels of her wheelchair rolling over the slope, and she reached for the deadbolt and entered the house first. It took a while to reappear at the door. "Alright, come in."

Must have turned off some of the mechanisms. Li Kai's eyelids jumped, this guy always likes to engage in these insidious things. But it's understandable, after all, she can't move now, and the hidden mechanisms inside and outside the house are her protective shell. Trespassers don't end well. Li Kai turned his head to look around, only to find that there were fewer houses nearby, but they should be occupied by hunters rather than ordinary families, because there were no livestock under the house, and there were no children and women entering and leaving the house.

Are the hunters living in this neighborhood protecting the lira? Li Kai's eyes turned back to Lira's body and then fell on her hands in a wheelchair. Also, how can such a precious weapon-making talent not be well protected?

The group entered the Rila's house safe and sound. The inside is bigger than what you see outside, and there is a cave hall inside, and in front of it is a meeting room, because I often meet with the craftsmen of the tribe to discuss some weapons making problems and answer their questions. It was inconvenient for Lila to go to the workshop, so he had to open up such a place to meet them. Behind the living room is a large open space with targets made of twigs and blades of grass, where the finished product is tested. The houses on the left and right of the vacant lot are the laboratories and bedrooms of the lira. Judging by the scale of the buildings here, the White Sama people attach great importance to the lira.

Ansso sat down in the living room, where there was only a low table made of wood, the height of which was made for a wheelchair-sitting lira, and there were no chairs around, probably to reduce obstacles. There is also no frills on the walls of the living room.

The four of them sat down at the table and fell silent for a while, after all, they had been separated for almost ten years, and the common topic seemed to be gone. And some topics may touch the wounds of their peers. In the end, Ansu spoke first.

"Lila, tell us about you over the years, we will definitely not let go of the people who bully you." Ansu put one hand on the back of the wheelchair, looked at Lira and said, Simon and Li Kai both nodded.

The corners of Lira's mouth curled slightly, and it was a great feeling to have a companion to back her back.

"Hmm!" She nodded vigorously.

The patriarch of White Sama patted Arthur on the shoulder and smiled slightly, "Don't be discouraged, boy. Should be happy for the lira, shouldn't it? After all, she finally met her partner. ”

Arthur pursed his lips, there seemed to be an invisible barrier around the four of them, keeping him out, he hated the feeling! Although I am really happy for her appearance, I am also faintly uneasy in my heart. He didn't know where she came from, and if she left, where would he look? Arthur bit his lower lip.

There was a sudden hard knock on his forehead, and Arthur looked up in pain and saw the patriarch looking at him with a serious face: "The worst has not happened yet, what are you doing with a sad face?" Pull yourself together! He slapped Arthur the back, "Quick, take your team and come back some game!" ”

Arthur reached out and patted his face, yes, what was he worried about? Her companions are homeless, and maybe they'll stay. Thinking of this, he picked himself up again, saluted the patriarch, and ran away, he had to recruit his team quickly, he wanted to prove that he was the best here!

The patriarch of White Sama looked at Arthur's figure gradually moving away, the smile on his face gradually retracted, he sighed softly, another man came, it seemed that Arthur's chances were even slimmer. It's been almost ten years, and he still hasn't given up, and he's really tough. The patriarch turned and walked towards his house, and after walking for a while, he paused before turning to the old wizard's quarters. The social structure of White Sama is relatively simple. The supreme ruler is the patriarch, then the shaman, the hunter, and finally the commoner, and the lira is more special, she is somewhere between the wizard and the hunter, and is revered as a witch by the White Sama people.

The patriarch is generally the most powerful hunter in the clan, and it is not passed down from father to son. When the patriarch gets older, he will start to compete for the patriarch, and then he will be the first to complete the tasks assigned by the patriarch alone, and the one with the highest support rate of the clan will be the next patriarch.

The old wizard was old and a little lacking in energy, and spent most of his time in his house. The patriarch knocked on the door, and waited a moment before he heard a hoarse voice from inside, "Come in." ”

The patriarch pushed the door open and walked in. Although the window was open, there were a lot of ritual items piled up inside, and it looked a little dim. Bones, wood, stones, feathers, etc., were placed messily on the ground, and the old wizard was sitting in the place, using these things for divination. A cluster of flames suddenly appeared out of thin air, but suddenly, like a bird spreading its wings, it quickly flapped its wings and disappeared into the air.

"Flew away...... old wizard tilted his head and looked at the Void Dao above. His face was wrinkled, and his fangs had been rounded by the years.

"Are you divining for Lila again?" The patriarch walked over and asked. The feathers and wood that lay on the ground were charred. "Same result." He said helplessly.

The patriarch sat down beside the old wizard and said, "Today Lila's companion has been found. It seems that it may be almost time to part.

The old wizard nodded slowly, and stretched out his withered hand to clean up the dry bones and scorched stones on the ground. "I know."

He knew, and that's why he did one more divination for the lira. This time, the result was the same as before. She'll leave the clan eventually. The old wizard checked the burnt extent of the bones, and her companion had already come to the door, indicating that she would not be gone for long, in a year or two at most.

"Should we let her go?" The patriarch asked suddenly.

The old wizard first carefully brushed the crumbs from the stone altar into a clay pot with a small brush, held up the small jar and shook the crumbs, and said, "Everything will leave, the difference is only in the way." He stared closely at the jar in his hand, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of life.

The patriarch of Bai Sama was stunned and sighed lightly: "My clan has been favored by the god of the jungle a lot, but fortunately, it was Arthur who found Lila at that time. "If it were the cruel and aggressive Red Sama, there might not be any White Sama in the world.

Speaking of Arthur, the patriarch couldn't help but think of his brother Aman, and his brows slowly furrowed. (To be continued.) )