Chapter 129: Start Here
Guo Huaijie's public trial meeting, which caused a sensation in the entire Wusun people, ended successfully.
The scale and far-reaching impact of this public trial are unprecedented in the history of the Wusun people in the Wolf Domain.
If there is a historian like Sima Qian among the Wusun people, it is not too high to give this public trial.
The original intention of organizing this gathering was actually very simple, that is, to expose the deception of the priest Guo Huaijie and spread the true intentions of the gods, so as to put an end to the foolish idea of the Wusun people going to another world.
But, completely unconsciously, this great gathering shattered a myth and created an even more legendary myth.
The glorious image of Cheng Zhong, a Han boy who is one foot and six meters tall and less than twelve years old, was born in this way, crushing the senses of every Wusun person on the scene with the momentum of thunder, and standing forever in their hearts.
His wisdom and sagacity, his bravery, his logical reasoning, his resourcefulness and decision-making, including his light-hearted indignation, his childish voice, his gestures, all of them left an indelible impression on the kind and ignorant Wusun people.
In just one week, Cheng Zhong completed the complicated work that the Wusun people could not imagine at all, and finally it was displayed in a concentrated manner at the public trial meeting.
He asked the ancestral grandmother and the 10 million Wusun people under her to begin to reflect on the heights that their lives could reach in comparison, and finally couldn't help but come to a common conclusion - the young man becomes a bell = the gods descend to earth.
At the same age when boys are only keen to stand in urinals or on the edge of cliffs to compete who pees higher and who pees farther, Cheng Zhong has firmly grasped the fate of 10 million people in Wusun.
He has even opened the frame to fight with the vicious "Flying Dragon Gang" Liu Qiankun.
Although Cheng Zhong repeatedly explained to his grandparents and the people around him, he not only did not end the beautiful legend of "Han people descended from heaven" left by his grandchildren, but also made this legend more concrete and vivid.
Decades later, the Wusun people, who had participated in the public trial, were still describing to their juniors with relish, the angels they had seen.
And the narrator may have been standing only a few miles away, and all he saw was the back of the head of a big man of his own race.
They wantonly superimposed all the beautiful words that came to mind on the body of the young Cheng Zhong, and gradually shaped him into an unpredictable prophet and a little god with boundless power.
These inexplicable things, Cheng Zhong naturally can't know.
All that was left for him at the public trial was that his voice was hoarse, and his voice became low and unpleasant.
He blamed this on talking too much at the conference, and most of the time he shouted at his throat and broke his throat.
When he felt that his voice was not high enough and not crisp enough, he would cough again and again, trying to clear his throat, but the fart could not be used, but the more he coughed, the more hoarse he became.
Sometimes he would even put his hand in his mouth and pick it indiscriminately, so that he could not pull his throat out to see what was wrong.
After tossing and turning like this for a day or two, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Brulali's mind, and it suddenly dawned on her.
She bent down, pulled Cheng Zhong into her arms, and said:
"Little brother, stop coughing, don't pick it with your hands, your voice is not dumb to speak, you, you have reached the age of voice change, you have grown up, and you will soon become a real man!"
After Brularie said this, Cheng Zhong was skeptical, but he no longer coughed hard.
After more than ten days, it was not until he left the tribe to go to the secret camp that he slowly adapted to the changes in his vocal cords.
After the public trial, Cheng Zhong lay in the room in a big shape, and began to plan what he was going to do in the near future:
Regarding Guo Huaijie's jewelry and money buried in the Wusun Forbidden Land, he decided to ask Lou Cheng and Shen Yikang to take Grandpa Yaluqi and Bru Lali to get it back as special funds for the army in the future.
As for the secret of the Wusun Forbidden Land mentioned by Shen Yikang, he didn't want to touch it for the time being, because it didn't seem to have anything to do with the current top priority - dealing with the "Flying Dragon Gang".
He must get the "iron" as soon as possible, and the most direct way is to go to the "Wyvern Gang" to steal and rob it.
But the premise is that the basic situation of the "Wyvern Gang" must be understood.
And to understand the situation, you must wait for Zhao Tianbao's first intelligence.
He agreed with Zhao Tianbao that the time for exchanging information would be at the beginning of the month or the middle of the month, and Zhao Tianbao would not leave until the beginning of May, and he would have to wait about 10 days at the earliest.
These ten days are a big gap.
During this period of time, Cheng Zhong wanted to put aside all those annoying big things and do some small things himself.
He knew in his heart that some things, although they may seem small, have an impact on improving the living standards of the Wusun people that cannot be underestimated.
"I don't have much time left here and I have to act now. ”
When he thought like this, Cheng Zhong turned over and sat up.
The first little thing he wanted to do was a little ridiculous to say.
Cheng Zhong asked Brulari to find bone needles and woolen animal skin threads.
When Brulari returned to the room, she found that Cheng Zhong had torn all the cotton clothes and pants that he had used as pillows, and the white cotton was fluffily piled up at the foot of the wall.
When the beauty was puzzled, Cheng Zhong dragged her to her side and began to do something to her.
It was an experience that had never been experienced before, and it made the beautiful woman both shy and excited.
When he was red-faced and didn't know how to react, Cheng Zhong ignored her again and turned around to stare at the torn cotton cloth in a daze.
I could only hear the sound of "tearing" and "tearing", and the cotton clothes and pants were torn into pieces by the clock in an instant.
Then it was threaded with a needle and thread, and a huge trouser appeared in front of the beauty.
"Put it on and try it, see if it fits, I'll change it if it doesn't work!"
Cheng Zhong gave orders in a hoarse voice with a smile.
Only then did Brulari realize, and two red clouds flew up her cheeks again.
She knelt down in front of the young man Cheng Zhong, trembling and grabbing a pair of his small hands, disobedient tears burst out of her eyes, and she couldn't cry in an instant.
She cried happily and kowtowed to the boy.
When Cheng Zhong hugged her head and didn't let her kowtow again, she hugged his small body tightly into her arms with her backhand.
Regardless of whether others wanted to or not, she pulled up the little head, forced him to face up, and kissed him wildly, smearing tears, snot, and saliva all over that amiable, respectable, and lovely little face.
Cheng Zhong closed his eyes and let the beauty do what she did until she was exhausted.
After a passionate intimacy, Bulally was not shy, and put the big white pants made of cotton pants on her legs in front of Cheng Zhong, and then lay there, lifting up inch by inch until her plump and seductive ass was completely wrapped.
To say that a genius is a genius, with only a little sewing experience that has sewn holes in socks by hand, and only by measuring the size visually by hand, the simple pants sewn by Cheng Zhong for the beautiful sister are very fitting.
Brulari stood up, unwrapped all the hides around her waist, and walked around the sheepskin excitedly, a two-meter-tall mature woman who looked like a three-year-old girl trying on New Year's clothes in the Overworld.
This situation made Cheng Zhong laugh.
"Sister, you have to wear pants in the future, and animal skins must be around, otherwise as soon as you go out, I'm afraid you will be treated as a monster by others. ”
"Why do you have to wrap my waist when my good brother made me trousers?
I'm not afraid of being treated as a monster at all, and now I want to wear big pants to the world to shine, so that others can see the clothes that only gods have, and those friends will definitely be red to death!"
"No, no, no, the animal skin girdle must be kept, I still have something for you to shine on, please wait a while. ”
As Cheng Zhong spoke, he sewed two five-inch-wide cotton trousers together.
He motioned for the beautiful woman to kneel on the sheepskin with her back to him, and then tied the long ribbon of cloth around her chest, and tied a beautiful bow in the middle of her back.
Under the half-concealment of the blue cloth belt, the devilish figure of the beautiful sister is even more prominent, which is simply charming and eye-catching.
Cheng Zhong originally wanted to make a bra for her, but when he thought that the project was too complicated, and the amount was also suspected of seducing others, he adopted this way of simplifying the complex.
That's it, it's enough to make the wolf domain grow up in the Wolf Domain, and Brulali is fluttering.
She was so excited that she continued to dangle in front of Cheng Zhong with various steps, and it was not too much to say that she was making a gesture.
Cheng Zhong was still in a daze at the pile of fabrics, what he wanted was to get Gao Gexing such a costume out.
However, in order to fit, you have to be present.