As the saying goes, plans can't keep up with changes, and the day after Ji Nuan and the others return to the Bitter Tribe, the news of the death of Alonso Tribe Patriarch Arunta spreads throughout the forest.

Ji Nuan was simply stunned, there were still hundreds of years left in this lifespan, and the sturdy orcs would be gone if they didn't say no.

"Do you know what's going on?" Ji Nuan looked at the tree.

The tree shook his head: "We met people from other tribes when we were hunting today, and we also heard from them, and we don't know what the reason is. ”

"It seems that we still have to take a trip to have a look, after all, it is the patriarch of a large tribe."

Xiu Yan nodded: "When are you leaving?" ”

Ji Nuan stood up: "I'll go back and change my clothes first, and then we'll leave." ”

When Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan came to the Alonso tribe, the entire tribe was quiet, and the orcs on patrol stood there quietly with sad faces.

When they saw Ji Nuan, the orcs hurriedly saluted her and led them towards the tribe.

At this time, the tribal altar was already surrounded by the orcs of the Alonso tribe, and the old witch doctor, dressed in brand new animal skin clothes, was standing there with a serious face.

Hearing the footsteps, he frowned and looked over, and saw that it was Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan, so his face looked a little better: "Ji Nuan Witch Doctor." ”

Ji Nuan stepped forward: "Old witch doctor, what's going on, wasn't the patriarch fine when he came yesterday, and I didn't hear from you that he was sick." ”

The old witch doctor sighed: "Hey, no one thought that I would tell him about participating in the sacrifice during the eclipse last night, who would have thought that today he would suddenly go to see the beast god." ”

"Suddenly?" Ji Nuan frowned.

The old witch doctor nodded: "Yes, suddenly, according to his partner, it was when he was sleeping at night, and suddenly he didn't know what was wrong, and after a painful struggle on the animal skin cushion for a while, he died." ”

Although Ji Nuan was puzzled, this Alunta was not his own clan, and he didn't have a special impression of this orc, so he nodded and said that he knew: "In that case, I'll also go up and send the patriarch a ride." ”

When the old witch doctor and the orcs of the surrounding Alonso tribe heard this, they all showed grateful looks, and the two witch doctors saw them off, and the Arunta patriarch would definitely be very happy.

On the altar made of simple stones, only Ji Nuan and the old witch doctor stood there, and the old witch doctor was chattering on the side, speaking a language that Ji Nuan did not understand, while convulsing from time to time.

After the ritual of praying to the beast god, it was time for the clansmen to send Alunta on their last journey, and Ji Nuan was the first to come to Alunta, who was lying there.

With his hands folded, he was about to close his eyes, but when he saw Arunta's body, his body stiffened.

But she quickly adjusted, muttered a few words, and then went on.

After the sacrifice was completed, it was time to dispose of the corpse, Ji Nuan didn't stay long, and after talking to the old witch doctor, he left with Xiu Yan.

On the way back, Ji Nuan nested in Xiu Yan's arms, glancing at the orc's deep facial features from time to time, with a little smile in his eyes: "Brother Xiu Yan, when you saw the corpse of the Patriarch of Alunta today, do you feel very familiar?" ”

The orc's dark eyes flashed: "No, it just feels dry, nothing different." ”