The hazy thoughts gradually dissipated in the gradual return of consciousness, Surtu slowly opened his eyes, the white light that kept flashing in front of his eyes filled his vision in an unrecognizable feeling, and even the voice in his ears was as ignorant and loud as being soaked in water: "What medicine did you use instead?" How do I feel like it's not working? ”

"You don't have to worry about that, unless you even know the herbs that grow on the Free Continent, and—"

"Wait, I smell something different...... You, did you use that? ”

"That's right, that's it, you seem to know how to do it—well, he's awake."

Tilting his head a little weakly, Surtu, who was lying on a simple wooden bed, tried to move his vision to the source of the sound, and the silhouettes of the two bodies, one tall and one short, in the haze, also approached in front of him, but his face and expression were still as illegible as a mixed paste: "Tut-tut, look at this confused look...... Looks like your experimental drug No. 1 has failed. ”

"Hey, I was still holding on to a little bit of hope and self-confidence - is he conscious now?"

"How do I know that this kind of difficult to verify problem...... Wouldn't it be the end of asking him yourself? ”

"Ahem, ahem—hey, Sultu? Can you hear what I'm saying, Surtu? ”

The transformation of light and shadow kept changing in front of Surtu's eyes, making the man who was paralyzed on the bed more groggy, and he tried to gather the hazy consciousness and then gritted his teeth, and his dry mouth opened a little: "You...... It's ......"

"He spoke, spoke! Look, Lao Tzu is messing around...... Uh, no, it's not a problem with Experiment One. ”

"Don't be too happy, I know a lot more about this state than you, if you don't believe it, you can ask him again."

"Ask him again? What to ask? ”

"For example...... Hey, do you remember your name? ”

Like an echo from the bottom of the sea, the voice kept swaying back and forth in the mind that kept pouring in, and Surtu, who opened his mouth again, didn't say his next sentence for a long time, only the weak breath and trembling lips kept flashing in front of Duan Qing: "This feeling is like-"

"It's like the wine hasn't woken up yet."

Holding his chin and constantly observing the other party's reaction at this time, Duan Qing raised his head with an afterthought: "What's going on?" Can this still happen? ”

"You ask me, how do I know." Shaking his head slightly, the back of the old man standing on crutches also turned to the side: "But I can guess a few reasons, presumably it is mostly caused by your half-finished sobering medicine." ”

"It's a sobering potionist made according to your recipe, and you're now telling me it doesn't work?" The voice belonging to Duan Qing was the first to sound in a reproachful manner: "Do you know how much materials and money this thing has cost us, and how much energy it has consumed? ”

"What's my business? Shall I let you make such a semi-finished product and give it to me? If you don't listen well, you can do it yourself - I said at the beginning that I will bear the consequences! ”

"Don't ...... Noisy ......"

A deep voice then sounded in the ears of the old and the young, and the voice, which was much lighter, attracted the attention of the two of them who were almost pinched together in an instant: "Let me ...... Good...... Take a break. ”

"I can really withstand this stamina." Observing the face of Surtu, whose eyes were still cloudy and his complexion was still dull, the old man Alder, who approached, commented with great interest: "Although it is through the effect of external forces, but to achieve the current state, this patriarch of yours is indeed strong enough willpower." ”

"Before he became the patriarch, he was the number one warrior in the Nasu tribe." Duan Qing replied expressionlessly, "But if he can only recover to this state, then there is still a gap between the result and the result I imagined...... Never mind. ”

"As long as we can have a normal conversation." The gray-robed magician in the darkness steadied his mind, and the voice that was organizing his emotions sounded in a low voice again: "Hey, Surtu. ”

"I'm in the abyss."

With his hands folded in front of him, Duan Qing's face gradually put on a serious expression: "I know you're having a hard time right now, but the situation is urgent right now, so I hope you can answer my question." ”

"Linyuan...... Water cut-off ......"

As if recognizing the meaning of the name, Surtu's pale face and confused eyes also trembled a little: "You...... How is it ......?"

"Okay, okay, don't talk too much, as long as you can recognize me." Stretching out his hand and pressing forward, Duan Qing interrupted the other party's words: "If possible, I also hope that you can describe it to me in clearer memories and words, but-"

"Can you retell what your last memory was?" He pointed to his head, then to a certain direction outside the windmill: "Do you remember the details of your participation in the banquet?" How did you get to be like this? ”

"I ...... Remember ......"

As if he was using all his strength, the trembling expression and struggling gaze of Surtu lying on the bed became more and more struggling: "I...... Remember...... That night...... I'm going to a banquet ......."

"Hulaanbaatar...... Drink with us......" muttered incoherently, and Surtu's voice was mixed with a more weak breath: "We...... Talked about it...... About the future of the Nassi...... and the affairs of the Hulun people...... And also...... Wind Path ...... Qualifications for Mount Kinabalu ......"

"Wab...... Possess the qualifications to enter Mount Kinabalu. ”

No one spoke in the narrow, quiet windmill, and no one interrupted Surtu's trembling voice as if it were talking to himself: "That'...... Wab ...... The hope entrusted to me in the end is also what I use to pay tribute to ...... Hulaanbaatar ...... Proposed ...... Swap Chips ......"

"Hulun ...... Already in ...... Meridea Steppe Edge...... Wandering around for so long, they must ...... I want to ...... This eligibility. The burly strong man tilted his head, and his eyes turned in the direction of Duan Qing became much more difficult: "The wind channel has ...... Disappeared and now ...... Best opportunity ......"

"So did they agree?" Without having time to sort out the meaning of what the other party said, Duan Qing quickly continued to ask, "Did the Hulun clan agree?" ”

"Nope." Noticeably loosened a little, Surtu's non-stop struggle voice became muffled: "They say...... Permission from the Divine Messenger is required, and only the Divine Messenger ...... Only by recognizing this qualification can they ......"

"Oracle? Is there an envoy from the sacred mountain? couldn't help but interrupt the other party's words, and Duan Qing's face became more serious: "What do they look like?" Is it male or female? Is there one with a bow and the other in a black magic robe? ”

"I, I didn't see it." Surtu's voice became even lower: "The people of the Hulun tribe...... Didn't see it either, they only knew it...... Know ......"

"The oracle is in the people."

The last few words, the burly patriarch of the Nasu clan seemed to be muttering in his own dream, and Duan Qing, who looked at the other party's eyes closed again, also fell into a long silence, and finally said his next question slowly: "Is there a hidden divine envoy in each clan?" ”

"I don't know." It was the indifferent voice of the old man Alder who answered him: "There is no such rule on the grassland, if it really exists, it is definitely not a good thing for a tribe." ”

"I originally thought that the Divine Mountain was the most sacred place on your Wind Continent, and it was also the final place that all the grassland tribes longed for." Still staring at Surtu, who had fallen into a deep sleep again, Duan Qing continued in a low voice: "But now it seems that the relationship between you is different from this imagination. ”

"The status of the Divine Mountain has never changed in the minds of the grassland tribes, but the attitude of the Divine Mountain towards our grassland tribes has been changing in the recent period." Elder's voice in reply also became more muffled: "I myself have nothing to say about the current situation of the Hulun tribe, but if Shenshan still has any thoughts and opinions on this...... Hum. ”

"I thought it was for all tribes." So Duan Qing couldn't help but sigh: "If this is not the case, then the meaning of this potential divine envoy may be even more extraordinary. ”

"But the patriarch of the Hulun tribe knows about it." Suddenly realizing another problem, the gray-robed magician woke up and raised his head: "Who is the patriarch of the Hulun tribe, is that one called Hulan Baatar?" ”

"That's right, that's our patriarch." Old Man Elder nodded and replied, "But judging from what your Surtu said before, it is not necessarily the Hulun clan that used the 'blood of the dragon' in the banquet. ”

"You mean it's the hand of the god?" Duan Qing raised his head: "In order to prevent the Hulun clan from obtaining the qualification to enter the Divine Mountain? ”

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself." The wizened hand pushed forward, and Alder immediately shook his head and replied, "If this voice is revealed, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"What the hell are you for?" Looking at each other with slanted eyes, Duan Qing put on a look of contempt: "I don't know this, I don't dare to guarantee that, usually even the guards in the clan are so scared that they even crawl, but now they are even afraid of this kind of thing?" ”

"I'm just afraid of trouble!" The old man craned his neck and lifted his rickety body a little: "If that potential divine envoy knows my identity, maybe he will have to run over to deal with it-"

As if he had been pinched by the neck, the old man's raised voice also stopped abruptly in Duan Qing's gaze, and the gray-robed magician who looked at the other party with a funny look then retracted the corners of his upturned mouth in a timely manner, and at the same time dodged away from the opponent's crutches and swung diagonally with a stick blow: "Get out!" Don't bother me here! ”

"How can I get out, my matter hasn't been settled yet."

"Then get out with this one named Surtu! There's no place for you here! ”

"If I could move, what would I do with all the trouble of helping you collect herbs to make hangover relievers? In the end, it didn't even quite work out - "

The chaotic quarrel then gradually sounded in the windmill, and the louder and louder sound also attracted the attention of more and more Hulun clansmen as time passed, and they each hid in the tent and poked their heads to look at the roof of the windmill that was about to be lifted off, and finally fell on Duan Qing, who was almost thrown out of the street: "-You guy! Give me a good look at Surtu! ”

"Look at the ghost! Do you think I'm Ayrd for anything, to be a slave and a servant for you? ”

"It's not for you to watch it all the time, today's events can be regarded as giving us a little hope...... I'll bring my medicine again! The next experiment No. 2 will definitely be a success! ”

"Who's going to take care of you! Get lost! Get out of my sight! ”

Scolding and scolding, Duan Qing, who no longer paid attention to the thunderous old man's voice, also slapped the few blades of grass that were stained when he was thrown on the grass, and he used a back-stare to seal back the gazes of those observations that were faintly present in the tent, and then generously threw off the sleeves of his robe and left this place: "Hey, let this guy be thrown out again." ”

“……”

"It doesn't matter, at least this time it proves that our research is very valid."

Falling into an inexplicable dialogue mode again, Duan Qing, who wiped his nose, whispered to himself: "As for the effect...... Kind of got some useful information, didn't it? ”

“……”

"I don't know who that oracle is."

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Duan Qing's gaze also looked towards the dim sky with the sound of sighing: "However, in my stereotype, the 'Blood of the Dragon Rebellion', which sounds very lofty, is definitely not something that ordinary people can take out, if the Hulun clan can't reach the level of this strange wine, then the suspicion of belonging to this unknown divine envoy will naturally rise." ”

“……”

"Look, that's what I'm trying to say."

I don't know if I heard what the other party answered at this time, the corners of Duan Qing's mouth pulled out a smile again: "According to Hu Mobei's words, the competition between the beast tide and the Hulun clan has been going on for a long time, if the Divine Mountain has placed a divine envoy here for such a long time, then it is impossible for them to be unaware of the threat that occurs here." ”

"From this point of view, Shenshan is definitely not a 'sanctuary place' in the minds of the grassland tribes." Speaking of this, he let out a cold snort: "At least Shenshan is unwilling to protect these grassland people who seek refuge, they let these people fend for themselves on the grassland." ”

“……”

"Hmm, the law of the jungle and the law of survival?"

As if hearing the other party's voice again, the player's expression became relieved again: "What you said seems to have some truth, this is a method used to screen powerful tribes and qualified tribes...... Well. ”

"It sounds like Mount Kinabalu is the one who sent the beast tide to ravage the grassland."