"Lord Matsuri—" The loud shout echoed throughout the tribe.

Su Yin was holding a thin ramie twisted thread, holding a freshly polished bone needle in her hand, and she planned to roughly sew the robe on her body. At this time, a panicked man ran to Su Yin's tent: "Sacrifice to your lord!" Go check it out! Mon brought back a woman! ”

Su Yin raised her head intently, she bit the line and didn't hear too clearly: "What did you say?" ”

"It looked weird and passed out...... It was picked up...... She was injured...... the man panicked, his language became more and more confused, and finally he had to say: "Lord Priest, go and save people!" ”

Su Yin's eyelids jumped, and an ominous feeling hit her heart, she put down the bone needle and thread, turned around and walked into the tent.

The man anxiously called, "Sacrifice to the lord!" What are you doing back to the tent?! Meng said that the woman was badly injured and wanted you to see it—"

Before the man finished speaking, he saw Su Yin come out of the tent with a skull. Su Yin said calmly: "Let's go." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, then understood, and trotted ahead to lead the way.

He's so stupid! It turns out that the priest is going back to get the medicine!

Meng's tent was located in front of the tribe, and when Su Yin arrived, the tent was already full of people, men, women, and children were looking curiously.

After Su Yin came, everyone got out of the way in an orderly manner.

Meng leaned down and led Su Yin to the tent. The tent space was not large, and Su Yin saw the heroine lying on the bed with her eyes closed at a glance.

"Lord Sai, do you think she can still live? Falling from such a tall tree, the bones of even the strongest warriors of the tribe would have shattered...... "The trap was laid in the forest, surrounded by trees that obscured the sky.

So when Meng saw the heroine, the heroine happened to fall heavily into the trap through the treetops.

If it were an ordinary person, it would have been broken into a pulp.

But the heroine is obviously not ordinary, she breathes evenly, there are some slight abrasions on her face, and her clothes are stained with a little mud. Other than that, normal can't be normal anymore.

However, Su Yin still sighed incomprehensibly, she shook her head: "I'm still alive, but I won't live long." ”

Meng Wenyan's face fell: "Lord Sacrifice, is there really no way?" ”

It was the first time he had seen such a good-looking woman, and the clothes she was wearing were also very unusual, she must be from some powerful tribe.

Why is she going to die? I regret thinking.

Although falling from a great height, there is no chance of survival. But the woman had no wounds on her body, and he thought it was a miracle from God...... Are you really going to die?

Su Yin knew that Meng definitely didn't believe it.

Nonsense, in fact, she herself doesn't believe it. The heroine was lying there with a ruddy face, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like she was going to die!

However, Su Yin still said profoundly: "Her soul has left her body, although her body is still alive, but the body without a soul will never wake up." ”

Meng hung his shoulders in frustration.

Seeing this, Su Yin lowered her head and coughed lightly: "I can only try my best." Whether or not she can reclaim her soul depends on God's will. ”

The blindfold's eyes lit up.

Su Yin felt guilty, and with some weakness in her heart, she turned around and picked up the skull container that had just been placed on the stone table, she handed the skull to Meng, and said, "Feed her and drink it." ”

"Thank you, sir!" Meng happily took it and walked to the heroine's side. The black decoction poured into the heroine's mouth without hesitation......

Su Yin looked up at the sky: Heroine, you can go with peace of mind!

Suddenly there was a cough, and the choked heroine got up instantly and vomited out the decoction in her throat. Meng excitedly shouted: "Sacrifice to your lord! Wake up, wake up! The medicine of the sacrifice is too good! The soul is back! ”

Su Yin: "......"

Cheers rang out outside the tent at the same time.

Meng put the skull aside, and he grabbed Su Yin's hand excitedly: "Lord Sacrifice!" Thank you so much! ”

The heroine was desperately holding her throat on the side, and then she looked up and saw Su Yin and Meng in the tent, the heroine's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at the voice outside the tent, a group of primitive savages and the heroine looked at each other-

The muttering language sounded.

The heroine, who thought she had strayed into the savage tribe, finally screamed and fainted in fright.

The scene was instantly silent.

Su Yin withdrew his hand from Meng's hand.

Meng walked up to the heroine, he looked through it, the symptoms were the same as just now, he hesitated for a moment, and picked up the skull vessel just now.

Meng Fa looked worried and asked Su Yin: "Lord Sai, do you still have any decoction?" ”

Obviously, the soul of the woman he picked up was gone. And all the decoction given by the priest was given to the woman just now.

The corners of Su Yin's mouth twitched, she looked down at the thick black medicine soup that had been spit all over the ground, and thought: Could it be that the poison is too unpalatable? So you woke up the heroine?

Su Yin had been boiling the poison for a few days, and she also knew that the taste of the medicinal soup was really unpleasant.

But this is a primitive tribe, and there is no colorless and odorless poison? Su Yin made a difficulty.

Meng was still looking at Su Yin expectantly.

Su Yin raised his hand: "Wait a minute, I'll go boil another bowl." Then she ran back to her tent as fast as she could.

The heroine still woke up, when Su Yin's decoction had not yet been boiled.

Sure enough, it's the heroine of fate!

After Su Yin sighed, he continued to boil the decoction and brought it to the heroine. It is called "consolidating the disease".

Naturally, I am very grateful.

After waking up, the heroine looked at the priest who was smiling kindly, she pinched her nose, but she still couldn't drink the black water contained in her skull.

Meng reprimanded the woman for being ignorant, but no matter what he said, the woman looked like she didn't understand, and in the end she had to give up.

Su Yin smiled indifferently.

When Su Yin was still racking her brains about how to quietly kill the heroine, the annual grand sacrifice ceremony began.

Legend has it that when the moon rises to the sky for the ninth time, the gods will awaken, and on this day the divine light will shine on every inch of the world, and the abundant and moist rain will fall on the earth...... Su Yin's tribe will also usher in the season of the most food.

At this time, more than two months have passed since the heroine came to the tribe, and the heroine has adapted to the life of the primitive tribe. The language of the primitive tribe is very simple, although the heroine is still a little jerky when she speaks the language, occasionally mixed with the language of her current society, she can accurately express her meaning, and there is no problem at all.

……

The sound of bones was crisp, and the sound of heavy knocking resounded throughout the earth.

The clansmen shouted in peace, slamming their wooden spears into the ground and raising them high above their heads.

"Ding-" After another bone sound, the clansmen were instantly silent, and the holy and distant singing sounded at the same time...... There are no lyrics, only staccato syllables from ancient times, and the soft chanting makes people inexplicably rise to a sense of sacredness.

Above the altar.

Su Yin wore a ghost face, the white priest's robe was rhythmic with her movements, the damp wind blew through the broken bones in her hair, making a pleasant sound, raising her hand up and down, turning around and dancing, her every move had a strange beauty.