"What should we do now?" Wu Qi said in confusion, standing in front of the big pit where the yurt once stood. What he was going through right now was arguably the most embarrassing situation since he was born. The shaman, who had always followed the path of the spirits, did not understand why this was the case. The skinning person is uncomfortable enough, and the hiding of the head man is painful enough, but God always seems to think that the ingredients for cooking are not enough, and when the tide of fate hits you, it often means that a bigger tide has come.

Cheese seemed calmer than Witch for two reasons. First of all, it wasn't his house that was sunk underground, and the devastating disaster for the shaman only cost the mage some of their supplies. Those supplies would not have been able to last them through the entire grassland, and the early disappearance was just a matter of starting to collect them on the spot earlier. The other is because the mage has become so numb that he skips the disbelief of the result and instead thinks about the cause of the result.

"Count the damage first, and then think about the countermeasures. You are the shaman of the tribe, and you have to appease the emotions of those people. We can't get close to them for the time being, so I'll do what I can. The mage's words sounded like a shirk, he was the one who treated the sick and took out the worms, and he was the one who escaped with the sacrifice in the mist, but now he threw the consequences of these things to Wu Qi to face. Even if Cheese was saying the right thing to do at the moment, it wouldn't make his words sound easier to hear.

"What can you do, I think you better rest and think about how to deal with the skinners at night. My hut is an important hub for the Way of Blessing, and its destruction means that the entire tribe of the Way of Blessing has been devastated. It won't be so difficult for the blasphemers to attack here. The shaman's words sounded angry. But if he wasn't lying, then he did have a reason to be anxious. The blessing of the Shale tribe is strong enough to resist the attacks of the Skinned Ones because it is strung together, and each inhabited tent provides strength for the safety of the entire clan. The subtlety of this is something that those who have just studied the magic of the spirits are completely unable to appreciate and do, and this has always been a source of pride for Wu Qi.

Cheese glanced at the shaman, the expression on his face unchanged, as if he didn't hear the dissatisfaction in Wu Qi's words. "There's no hurry, there's still some time until nightfall. Lothar and I will go down and have a look first, and try to be back by noon. ”

"Where are you going down? What do you mean?" the grey-robed voice surprised the shaman, and he stammered a little, pointing his finger at the pitch-black underground, "No, no! It's too dangerous, you don't know what's down there, and the hole is likely to be connected to a very bad place! And whatever the thing is causing this, you two can..."

"Calm down, my friend. Cheese crouched down slightly, slowly feeling something with his fingers over the edge of the cleft, "We're not going to go too deep, I just want to get some proof." ”

Wu Qi didn't say anything more, if the mage could indeed figure out the cause of the earthquake and the rift, then he could save him a lot of trouble. So he agreed to the risky idea, and before leaving, he said to Cheese, "Be careful yourselves, for the spirits will not be able to protect you where the stars do not shine." ”

"When we choose to deal with those things, we don't expect anyone to protect us. "Because what we do is to protect other people. Cheese didn't say the second half of the sentence, because he wasn't sure if things were going as he expected. He felt something strange in the knots, and if the worm and the knot were related by the same river, then nothing strange was anything beneath the rift.

Although the Shale tribe as a whole has a hard time with cheese, Uvel still counts on the mage's lantern to help them fend off the Skinned at night. So at the request of the cheese, a simple but sturdy enough stand was quickly built with spare wooden beams. Those wooden beams were originally used to support the tent, and if it weren't for the leader's words, the people of the Shale tribe would not have been so willing to lend this important material to an unknown wizard to build his death tools.

That's right, send to death. This is how the nomads thought that the cheese was going to go down into the rift. According to their thoughts, the rift must have been used by the Skinners to punish the shaman who had decided not to deliver the sacrifice on time, and there must have been a connection to the evil home of those evil creatures. Because the skinned ones who can't see the sun have long been said to hide underground during the day. Climb all the way down the hole in the ground, and at the end of the cave is hell. This is a common saying that adults on the grassland will use to scare children.

"We pull the rope and go up. At the stand, Lothar checked the rope on her body, which was the only insurance that he and Cheese had to make sure they could get back to the ground. Luckily, the grasslands are home to a number of resilient herbaceous plants, and the inhabitants of the grasslands are very good at turning them into highly functional grass ropes. According to the craftsman who brought the straw ropes, even if two bulls were hung underneath, the ropes would not break. Of course, the current cheese didn't have time to prove the truth of what the craftsman said, but in his and Lothar's eyes, the two fist-thick straw ropes should be more than enough to support the weight of the two of them.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I always feel like down there... It's bad. Atalanta frowned, she couldn't see the rift either, but instinct told her that there wouldn't be anything pleasant in it.

"It doesn't matter, we're just going down shallow, not deep. And you and Batu are on it and ready to pull us up. Remember, at noon, pull us out even if we don't give the signal. Cheese took the Breath of Dawn off the cane and hung it on his loins, and they had torches ready, but having a lantern always saved him a lot of trouble.

"Are you ready?" the mage asked the two men in charge of the above-ground part and to enter the rift with him. After getting a few affirmations, he nodded and rolled over and jumped into the gap, putting his feet against the edge as if he were climbing.

"Let's get started. There wasn't much time left until noon, and when we came up from below, we could rest. ”

Hearing the word rest, the three people on the ground all showed subtle expressions, and Atta and Batu really couldn't understand why the gray robe could still maintain such high energy to start this adventure after that long night last night. And the Count of Montenegro just shrugged at them and whispered in the shape of his mouth, "I really miss being like you. Now I don't be surprised that he made any decisions. ”