The more you walk along the river, the more obvious the traces of artificiality, the decaying tree trunks in front are much rarer, and they do not support the above-ground layer, which is a protruding rock layer, connected to the above-ground layer, which makes Zhang Dongming think of the depression under the cliff, and perhaps many years later, that small depression will also become part of the underground layer. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The river was covered with stones, and the raft could not move forward, and it was not far from Zuo Jun's location, so the two of them walked calmly, jumped to the shore with the little devil, and walked under the protruding rocks.

Turning a right angle, there was a bright light in front of them, and a tall shadow back wall revealed a sky-high firelight, and the two of them quietly approached the shadow back wall and poked their heads out from both sides.

A group of miniature humanoids with bone spurs on their backs more than one meter high appeared in front of them, each holding torches high, and in front of them was a tall statue of a god, nearly three meters high, all black, covered with sharp bone spurs, a pair of blood-red eyes glaring ahead, holding their hands as if holding Tai Chi, affectionate and indifferent like ice to reject people thousands of miles away. At the foot of the statue is a black stone base of nine steps, high above the head, almost reaching the ground floor. This should be the dwarf mentioned by Zuo Jun, from Zuo Jun's point of view, Zhang Dongming seems to have seen a similar scene, and has been immersed in Chen Lu's tender honey water, Zhang Dongming has ignored a lot.

The dwarves are performing a silent sacrifice, raising torches high, circling in mid-air, as if summoning the undead, and then clasping the torches with their hands together and pushing them up to the air, stiffening their bodies for a few seconds, and then kneeling in front of the statue of the god! The ritual of the dwarves is very brief, and there are no sacrifices, just a group of people standing in front of the statue holding torches to draw circles and then stretch them out above their heads.

After the ceremony, the dwarves, led by several leaders who seemed to be leaders, lined up in a neat phalanx, holding torches in one hand and wooden spears in the other, walked majestically around the idols and strode forward.

An old dwarf with a long beard and a cane staggered behind the group, looking back at their tall and cold gods from time to time.

Zhang Dongming always felt that the stone statue was somewhat familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it, this stone statue was completely different from the dwarf of the sacrifice, more like an earthling, but the strange service and disproportionate hands and feet made Zhang Dongming dare not confirm it.

Zuo Jun was in a stone hut not far behind the stone statue, lying on his back on the thick soft grass very comfortably, crossing Erlang's legs, holding a black Jingyuan ball in his hand, throwing it into his mouth like eating grapes, and swallowing it directly.

The phalanx of dwarves marched neatly past the stone house, and the long-bearded old man gently knocked on the door of the stone house. Zuo Jun didn't even look at it, and waved his hand impatiently, "Go ahead, I will bless you with a victorious return!"

Zuo Jun is the god worshiped by the dwarves!

Zhang Dongming looked at this stone statue with a long left hand and a short right hand, one shoulder is taller than the other, a very abstract guardian saint, how does it not look like Zuo Jun, if it is like, it is indifferent!

The horn sounded, and the dwarves spotted the invading Zhang Dongming and Chen Lu, and the neat phalanx changed from front to back, and still turned back neatly.

This is supposed to be a small tribe, with only three square soldiers, each square of seven and eight, a total of 56 people.

Zhang Dongming and Chen Lu turned out from behind the shadow back wall, smiling at the dwarf army in front of the three phalanxes!

The regiments in front were in a panic when Zhang Dongming appeared, and soon lined up again, put the wooden spears in their hands on the ground, raised the torch high and spun it in a circle in mid-air, clasped the torch between their hands, and pushed it up with all their might!

The bearded dwarf old man quickly broke away from the team and ran towards the stone house where Zuo Jun was, and hurriedly pushed open the door and pointed outside, but he didn't speak!

"I haven't blessed you yet, why are you still here, go, go! With my blessing, you will surely win. ”

The old dwarf still pointed outside, Zuo Jun looked outside curiously, and in the light of the torches, he saw Zhang Dongming and Chen Lu looking at him with a smile side by side.

Chen Lu is still beckoning!

Ahh

The door of the stone house opened quickly, Zuo Jun walked out with his head down, walked less than ten steps and turned back, holding a black basketball-sized round ball with potholes in his arms, and a small cloth bag on his arm, which was round and didn't know what was wrapped inside.

"Did you find Tian Xixi!" Zuo Jun took a step back in fear after asking.

"Patron saint!" Zhang Dongming circled around Zuo Jun and smiled evilly, "The patron saint of the dwarf race, a very tall name!

"Don't slap your face, don't snatch my Jingyuan ball - this is for Xixi!" After Zuo Jun finished speaking, he curled up on the ground with the Jingyuan ball in his arms, looking like he was willing to fight.

"Why should I hit you, I'm not a sadist. "The Celestial God Quad has gathered three people, and they will soon be able to assemble all of them, and the annual space summoning can also be executed, now Zhang Dongming has accumulated more than 300 essence points, Zuo Jun still has dozens of vitality on his body, nearly four hundred, can summon dozens of people, the strength of the Celestial God Guild has been further strengthened, is it far from dominating the First Planet!

In fact, Zhang Dongming even wanted to destroy a few successors of the gods, and doubled his attributes several times in a row, even the gods couldn't resist it!

Zuo Jun said in a low voice: "Actually, I saw you stuck in the mud with your feet facing the sky, but in order to chase Tian Xixi, I ignored it!"

Zhang Dongming almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, the girl raised it, if it weren't for the ghost ray who dragged Lao Tzu out of the mud, maybe Lao Tzu would have turned into white bones now.

Those who have achieved great things are not informal, and they dragged Zuo Jun up with anger, "Don't mention the past, tell me how you became a guardian saint, and where did these dwarfs with bone spurs come from." ”

"They were originally the tribes here, and after meeting me by the river, they were ready to eat me, and I bit a few people before they survived, and then a big guy came in from their tribe and ate a lot of them, so they invited me to sit in the town and send me food, and I also protected their tribe by the way. ”

"It's as simple as that!" Zhang Dongming didn't understand why the dwarves worshipped a person of a different race as their guardian saint.

"That's it, they can't speak, they can't even make a sound, who knows what they're doing, as long as there is food, I don't care, if I don't obey, I'll bite a few to death, and naturally I'll become obedient. ”

This is also a way, sometimes people are like this, the more they hold it, the more they don't know what their surname is, and if they really use iron-blooded means, they will all become grandchildren.

And that's it, let alone the dwarves who have just enlightened their minds!