Yang Shou felt that his head hurt and almost cracked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a slight coolness from his mouth, and a small stream of sweet, icy liquid flowed into his mouth. Yang Shou, who was in a daze, subconsciously opened his mouth, drank a few big sips, his head immediately cleared up a lot, and the groggy feeling slowly dissipated.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing Yang Shou saw was a delicate face close at hand, and when he looked closely, his black eyes were unusually clear, and his concerned eyes were full of worry.

"How's it going, are you feeling better?" Jane held a spoon in her hand, supported Yang Shou's head with one hand, and asked softly.

"Forehead ......"

Yang Shou waved his hand to signal that he was fine, then supported his body with both hands, tried to sit up, and looked around for the first time.

The two of them were in a five-meter square hut, with two candles lit on the table in the middle, the only source of light in the room.

The furnishings in the room were all too small, the table was only the size of an ordinary stool, and the stool was only a little bigger than Yang Shou's palm. Even the bed under Yang Shou's ass can only barely be considered a bench, and Yang Shou's legs are stretched out.

However, Yang Shou's backpack was placed in the corner of the wall, and it seemed that he had never been moved, which made Yang Shou breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where is this? I remember ......"

Yang Shou patted his head, his brain was not very clear, "I seem to have been poisoned?" How long have I been dizzy? ”

"Don't worry, it's only been half an hour," Jane said, putting the spoon back in the bowl and speaking, but her expression was a little strange, and she felt like she wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to speak.

Yang Shou was puzzled in his heart, and was about to ask, when the door of the room was pushed open with a "squeak~", and a thin figure walked in.

Seeing the other party's first glance, Yang Shou's eyebrows immediately raised.

The man was less than half a meter tall and slender, wearing a modest cotton robe embroidered with the totemic emblems characteristic of orc shamans. The man's beard and eyebrows had turned pure white, and he looked quite old.

He was on crutches, wore a pointed hat, and had big bright eyes on his emaciated cheeks.

The most striking thing is that the other party has a big fluffy tail behind him, and his golden hair swaying slightly in the air, which is very beautiful.

"Itachi?"

Yang Shou couldn't help but be surprised, there was no need for Jane to explain anymore, Yang Shou guessed how he fainted.

Weasel people are born with stinky glands in their bodies, and they spray odor when they encounter enemies, which is a unique means of self-defense for the Weasel people. The Skunkmen are the most famous, and it is said that even the strongest warriors of the Orc Kingdom will shy away from the wrath of the Skunks.

Obviously, Yang Shou was stunned by a certain weasel fart, but the one who stunned Yang Shou was obviously not a skunk, otherwise Yang Shou would definitely not feel so good now.

Even so, Yang Shou still felt that his nose was filled with a stench of fascination, and his brain hurt.

The weasel in front of him should be the Weasel clan, and among the Weasel clan, they have always been known for their agility.

"I'm really sorry, Traveler,"

The weasel elder on the opposite side walked over and bowed slightly to Yang Shou: "Before, it was our child who was too naughty and frightened you. Xiaoli, don't you come out soon? ”

As soon as the Weasel Elder's words fell, another slightly shorter Weasel walked in at the door and bowed deeply to Yang Shou: "I'm really sorry, sir." ”

It was a female ferret, wearing a simple but clean dress, very delicate, with big eyes flickering, looking at Yang Shouyi timidly.

That's really ......

Stunned by a girl's fart?

"Okay, okay, actually, it's fine." Yang Shou waved his hand and said helplessly.

The Weasel people have always been peace-loving, and are a kind-hearted race, and the hamster people, sloths, and dolphin people of the orc kingdom are known as the four mildest races.

Jane helped Yang Shou sit up, handed the bowl with nectar to Yang Shou, and said, "Xiao Li took our things for a reason, this weasel shaman has something he wants us to help with. ”

"Oh? But we're in a hurry, so I'm afraid we don't have much time to stay here. Yang Shou frowned and stood up from the bed.

"This beautiful lady with you has told me about it, traveler,"

The Weasel Elder walked over, his snow-white eyebrows trembling as he spoke, and his eyes flashed with wisdom: "If you can promise us a favor, I happen to know a shortcut to the Twilight Valley." ”

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jane.

Jane nodded and said, "It's already raining, and the canyon is full of rushing floods, even the entrance to the cave we just entered is flooded. ”

Yang Shou frowned when he heard this, and thought for a moment.

"Whew~Okay then~"

Yang Shou sat down again and motioned to the other party to start: "I just want to know, why is the Weasel clan here?" ”

"Thank you,"

The old man nodded slightly at Yang Shou, walked to the table and sat down, and sighed, "Alas, this matter has to start from a hundred years ago......

Elder Weasel said slowly, telling Yang Shou and the others an unknown history.

A hundred years ago, the orc kingdom was in its heyday, and the population of all races was thriving, and the combat power was superior, and even the human countries in the south had to avoid it. At that time, the southernmost part of the Emerald Wasteland, which is now the Great Rift Valley, was still part of the territory of the Orc Kingdom, and it did not have the name of the Great Rift Valley at that time.

The Temple of Gond in the Valley of Twilight is a sacred place for the Weasel people and where their people have lived for generations.

Contrary to most human imagination, the Itrell are known for two things in the Orc Kingdom - true gentlemanly manners, and natural builders.

Many of the famous buildings in the Orc Kingdom were designed by the Itachimen, and their talent has amazed even many of the master builders of the Human Kingdom. Therefore, the most important god that the Itachi people believe in is Gonde.

But the sudden theft of the Wild Heart turned the tide for the worse, with vast swathes of land lifeless, plants withering, and livestock and beasts mysteriously dying.

At the beginning of the great change, the Great Rift Valley, which was once full of life, became more and more barren, and several tributaries that intersected with the Nushui River to the east dried up one after another, and almost all the water seeped into the ground, becoming an underground river.

The Weasel people, who have lived here for generations, have not been able to give up their homeland and have not migrated north.

As the land gradually lost its vitality, the power of the orc kingdom also plummeted, and the borders had to be reduced, and most of the Great Rift Valley was occupied by humans, and the weasel tribe became smaller and smaller.

Until one day, a group of well-armed human bandits broke into the Temple of Gond and tried to rob the Weasel Clan's treasures.

At that time, the temple was guarded by honey badgers and wolverines who were known for their courage and fearlessness of death, and the bandits obviously did not expect that this group of skinny weasels would have such a strong fighting force. After a fierce battle, the outnumbered human bandits were wiped out, and the Weasel warriors suffered casualties.

Just then, a mysterious mage arrives in the Valley of Twilight and casts a vicious spell on the entire valley!

The temple was defiled, the grace of Gunder was gone, all the dead were turned into the living dead, and the temple that was once sacred became a place of horror.

"Alas...... Although our people did not fight to the end, the temple still fell. ”

The elder sighed, shook his head, and said, "Since then, the gods have stopped caring for us, and we ...... All of us have lost our talent for building buildings, and our ability to reproduce is getting weaker and weaker! There used to be more than 30,000 ethnic groups, but now there are less than 3,000......"

The Weasel Elder's face was full of grief and indignation, and he slammed his fist on the table, smashing the small table with a squeak.

In this world of Wizards, where gods dominate everything, most of the aborigines need to choose a god as their deity in order to receive some kind of gift.

The Itachi clan had a very high talent for architecture, and the continuation of this talent required the favor of Gonde, who was disgusted by Gonde, so they lost their original talent; The punishment of the gods for the defilement of the temple should affect the birth rate of their offspring for now.

This is fatal to the already sparsely populated orcs.

Yang Shou was supposed to choose a god and become the other party's servant, but he was in a special situation, so this step was skipped.

When Yang Shou heard this, he had already speculated the ins and outs of the matter, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect to see the forced demolition here, tsk~ It is worthy of the Empire of Steel, this hand is really slippery." ”

Jane next to her listened attentively, feeling sad for the miserable suffering of the Weasel Clan, but heard Yang Shou come to say this.

Listening to Yang Shou's meaning, he actually thinks that the Steel Empire is the culprit?

"What does this have to do with the Empire?" Sensing the contempt in Yang Shou's tone, Jane couldn't help but retort.

"It's not obvious yet? At that time, the Metal Empire was eager to occupy the Great Rift Valley and expand its territory, but the Weasel people refused to leave. ”

Yang Shou drank all the nectar in the bowl and raised his eyebrows: "So he pretended to be a robber and destroyed the temple of Gond, leaving the Weasel people without support, forcing them to leave by themselves." Hmph, it's the most ferocious honey badgers and wolverines who guard the temple, where are the human robbers who have enough ability to die with them? ”

As soon as Yang Shou said this, the weasel elder next to him lowered his head, unable to hide the sadness in his eyes.

The honey badger and the wolverine are the pride of the Weasel people on the battlefield, but they lost everything in that unfair battle, so that a hundred years later, both races still have not recovered, and it has become an eternal pain in the hearts of the Weasel people.

Jane is a smart girl in Bingxue, and when Yang Shou's words came out, she understood that the truth of the matter was mostly like this. Therefore, Jane felt sorry for the Weasel people and felt disgusted for what her people had done, and her heart was extremely entangled.

"Xiao Li heard you talk about the Twilight Valley, and thought that you, like the so-called adventurers in the past, were going to disturb the peace of our ancestors, so she snatched your package." The Weasel Elder said slightly apologetically.

"Nothing, then, how do you want me to help you?" Yang Shou asked directly.