Tang Ba trotted all the way behind, sweating all over his face and getting rid of a small attendant, "The chosen priest lives over there, right?"

"Yes. Mabu said no more.

Tang Ba looked up at the Wu Pagoda on the left, the large window room was just in the view, she remembered that there were twelve rows of bungalows where the priests lived, but she didn't find a single one when she looked at it.

"Where will the priests go after training here?" asked Tang Ba persistently.

Mabu: "Blue Beach over there. ”

After walking through the training ground, he saw the back door of the kitchen, Tang Ba was a little lost, the back of the Wu Tower was not small, but there were not many places to go.

I thought that the half-day tour of the backyard of the Witch Tower was coming to an end, but Mabu was just passing by the kitchen.

Tang Ba was shocked and trotted up again.

There was a high wall on the opposite side of the back door of the kitchen, and it felt a bit like being in a labyrinth when I walked in between, and when I reached the fork, Mabu spoke again.

Mabu pointed to the trail on the left, "The puppets guarding there will never let you get past alive." ”

Tang Ba looked up at the deep path and the direction of the Wu Tower, and suddenly realized that the horned beast car that Kanga was sitting on at that time came in from this path, no wonder the guards were so strict and unkind.

Mabu led the Damba to the path to the right, where the high stone walls on both sides were covered with moss, and even the ground looked so slippery that it seemed that few people passed by.

Behind this lonely path was a forest, and before he could cross the woods, Damba heard the long-lost laughter.

"The slaves here are dedicated to serving the gods. ”

As soon as Mabu's words fell, a slave trotted over and bowed deeply, "Mabu Witch, the hunting beast meat has been delivered, you can go and have a look!"

Mabu nodded, ignoring Donba and walked towards a row of low houses, the slaves were obviously familiar with Mabu, and continued their work after respectfully saluting.

The stoves here are all outdoors, and the dirty row of stoves is steaming upwards, and the dirty sweat on the faces of the slaves who open the lid of the pot drip into the pot; some slaves half-take off their gray robes and tie them around their waists, and squat naked by the fire to roast meat, and some slaves are humming and chopping wood......

The hectic crowds, the black and white smoke, the smell of food mixed with sweat, and the chattering of conversation all filled this stuffy space, making this slave living area seem crowded and cramped.

But Tang Ba was so stupid that even she didn't know how sincere and heartfelt the smile on her face was.

This is the life of a human being!

She used to hate crowded places the most, but now that there are more people and more lively, she feels more grounded.

Tang Ba never thought that there would be such a place next to the cold Wu Pagoda that was filled with fireworks in the world, and this small world also made her feel that she was still a flesh-and-blood living person again!

Tang Ba looked back at the two witch puppets following behind him, and suddenly he didn't even want to see Ami.

"Go and wait for me in the woods. "Donba doesn't want the puppet to break the peace here.

"Yes, my witch. ”

"Okay, Tang. ”

Tang Ba suddenly felt that she had lifted the burden of her body, just like the first time she went into the kitchen, looking at the turn, who was going to be more and where, she just wanted to be more popular, to see more of those fresh lives.

The busy slaves obviously did not know the identity of Tang Ba, and although they did not salute, they sent sincere smiles, and some of the brave slaves even cut the roasted meat and handed it to Tang Ba to eat.

Don Barton felt that his appetite was great, and he grabbed it and bit it regardless of the image.

Seeing that this unknown girl was so approachable, the slaves brought the freshly cooked food one after another.

Tang Ba didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, what to eat, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had eaten so happily.

Zhengmei, out of nowhere, a witch came out of nowhere and bent down respectfully to Tang Ba, "Lan Gewu, Ann." ”

Tang Ba's hand holding the meat trembled, and the slaves also looked at each other in horror and knelt on the ground.

I wanted to drive away this blind witch, but Mabu came out of nowhere, and bowed to Tang Ba, "Lan Gewu, it's time to go back." After speaking, he handed Tang Ba a cloth towel.

Tang Ba took it expressionlessly, wiped his mouth, and looked at the slave who was kneeling on the ground, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

The silence left behind after the hustle and bustle has passed can be even more lonely and helpless......

As soon as she entered the Witch Tower, when the cold air hit her still hot witch robe, Tang Ba was aroused with a layer of goosebumps all over her body.

Kanga and Gu Rong obviously didn't know anything about the real situation in Wu Tali, which made Tang Ba both relieved and worried, should she tell them or not?!

Tang Ba sat by the window and looked at the blue sea in the distance and was silent, Ami stood in the middle of the room with her hands down, and looked at Tang Ba without saying a word.

"Ami, let's draw. Tang Ba said quietly.

"Okay, Ah Tang. Ami's stiff facial muscles suddenly bloomed into a smile, and then she walked to the bookcase and spread out her tree clothes, but the hand holding the pen did not fall.

"Why doesn't Ami paint?" asked Damba.

Ami tilted her head and looked at Tang Ba, "Ah Tang, what are you painting?"

Tang Ba looked at Ami with a complicated smile, "Let's draw the blue ocean." ”

The longer you spend in contact with the puppets, the more you can see their "false feelings".

Tang Ba also spread out his tree clothes on the dining table, but the pen fell on an old leather.

Ami would run to the window to look out, and then run back to the book case to draw and be busy, and only then could Tang Ba be relieved to draw a map boldly, as long as she was not in danger, the witch puppet would generally not resist her orders, except for those instructions that had been implanted in the witch puppet's body.

Tang Ba estimated that when the time was about the same, he silently put away his skin and officially began to practice writing.

After a while, Ami walked up to Tang Ba and said with a smile: "Ah Tang, I'm going to get food." ”

"Good. Tang Ba carried the tree clothes and walked slowly to the bookcase to spread it out again, but after hearing the sound of the door closing, she immediately ran to the door and listened to the movement outside, and after confirming that Ami and Anmu were far away, she opened the door again and took a look, and then closed the door again and inserted the latch.

Timer starts: "1, 2, 3, 4......"

While the sky was still bright, she had to get used to walking on the extension first.

The window was half a meter higher than the extension, and Tang Ba stepped down cautiously by the window, and when both feet stood on the one-meter-wide extension, Tang Ba was very useless...... The legs are weak!

“31～32～33～34......”

Donba's back was pressed against the wall, and she was staggering from the strong wind. Tang Ba half-squinted and took a deep breath, trying to ignore the height of the sixteen or seven-story building, recalling the exhilarating feeling of shuttling through the forest.

The little branch was much narrower than that, and she could do it!

Tang Ba took a few steps sideways like a crab while doing psychological construction, but his eyes always glanced down disobediently, and the newly established confidence suddenly collapsed!

The gap between the ideal and the reality is too big!

Tang Ba wants to cry without tears, it's almost time, how can she go back!