Chapter XXIII Remuneration

The way to get through that Grand Canyon was in the hands of the village chief, what else could Morey say.

Although the village chief is indeed pleading, it is also threatening, and if he does not help, he will definitely not be able to cross the gorge. Although it seems that it will be troublesome, but at this point, Morey can only smile bitterly. "Isn't it just an insect repellent ball, I'll do it!"

"But I've lost all my tools, so I'll have to try it out to see if I can do it. I need some materials," Morey said, his voice abrupt. "Especially the magic core, it takes a lot to do it. I don't have professional tools and the success rate is very low. ”

When the village chief of Ximin heard Morey's promise, he breathed a sigh of relief, was silent for a while, and began to tell the reason for the incident. The village chief's voice was very heavy, and the savage boy next to him also looked heavy, and he stood behind the village chief and hung his head, no longer speaking. "The reason why this happened is that time"

"In fact, fifty years ago, there was no Ximin Village in this corner of the Warcraft Forest, and there were no cannibal savages, some were just a mountain tribe. No one knows how far back it is, but this tribe has been passed down for generations and sits on the shores of this Black King Gorge. ”

"The mission that the mountain tribe has inherited to this day is said to guard a seal, hehe, it's ridiculous. ”

"But even so, after so many years, there have been faults in the inheritance, and the content of the ancestral teachings is missing a part. After countless years, when we come to our area, we only know to protect a seal, but we have no way of knowing where that thing is. The village chief smiled bitterly. "Although we have lost our purpose, we have not left this harsh forest, but have continued to live here for generations, in fact, we no longer know what that seal is. ”

"I don't know if there is such a thing, the mountain tribe has been trapped here for I don't know how many years, and I was very unwilling like some young people at that time. ”

"But one day, I stumbled upon a box. A tremor suddenly appeared in the village chief's voice. "The box was beautifully painted and the workmanship was so primitive that it didn't look like anything it is now, and I immediately realized how extraordinary the box was. ”

"I thought, this might be something of value. If they can get a lot of wealth, maybe this primitive and backward tribe will be able to live a better life like outsiders. It was with this feeling that I put this box away," the village chief suddenly closed his eyes in pain. "Handed over to the patriarch of the contemporary hill tribe. ”

"What's in that box?" asked Morey

"There's nothing in the box. ”

The village chief was silent for a while, and then spoke slowly. "To be precise, this box is solid. ”

"For me at that time, there was a gap in my heart, but these emotions were quickly replaced by fear, because I saw that when the box was broken, the pattern on the fan surface actually climbed up his body along the patriarch's hand! The patriarch immediately began to convulse and vomit blood! But because it was in the secret room underground, no one heard his screams, and the only bystander was me!" the village chief said slowly. "I saw the patriarch's body gradually shrivel and shrink, and then refill again, and after many times finally regained his composure.

"I'll never forget that when the patriarch looked up at me, the look was unfamiliar! It was a black tattoo with hideous spikes and water chestnuts, and it grew on the patriarch's body! I don't know if the patriarch is still the patriarch, because the patriarch seems to know me. The tribe was still going on as usual, but his personality was beginning to change. He actually wanted to eat human flesh and drink human blood! What was even more terrifying was that all the clansmen who were close to the patriarch had changed unconsciously. ”

A creepy feeling came over me, not only Morey, but even the other teenager's face became ugly, just thinking about it can be that terrifying feeling.

From then on, the hill tribes began to attack the mercenaries who passed by, and gradually became known to outsiders as savages. Because of its cruelty and horror, it is listed as an absolute forbidden area by the outside world. At that time, some of the clansmen protested, but everyone did not expect that all those who opposed it would be killed by him on the spot! They were as if they were possessed by something, even if they were usually kind, once a pattern appeared on their bodies, they would immediately become bloodthirsty!"

"Such a terrible change, how could the rest of the clansmen not notice it!"

The village chief sighed. "One day, I ran away with the rest of the people. Though hunted down by the patriarch, we built the new tribe in the place where the box was found, and it was probably the only place they didn't want to come. We want to learn from the civilization and strength of the outside world so that we can become stronger, because we don't want to flee from this place and let this countless years of inheritance be completely severed!"

"Fifty years, I've survived!" the village chief's voice was full of amazement. "But we don't have any more time, and for some reason the hill tribes seem to be a little restless. Some people have patterns on their bodies that can control a strange ability, and countless poisonous insects in the forest are actually controlled by them! Can you imagine, in that case, we have no power to fight back!"

Morey nodded silently.

"But when we were desperate, there was an old demon carver who passed through Ximin Village, and after hearing about what happened here, he made a lot of insect repellent balls for the Ximin tribe! The village chief continued with a nostalgic expression. "Although this can't change anything, it is at least enough to protect people in the sea of worms. ”

"But the magic power of the magic carving props will be consumed after all. Morey was silent for a long time and said slowly.

"That's right, that magic carver's strength is indeed extraordinary, and the insect repellent ball has been stored for many years and has not completely expired. At that time, in the sea of insects, we have no strength to resist at all, no matter who it is, it is estimated that it will be torn to pieces by those insects in an instant!

Morey listened quietly, his expression heavy.

Obviously, the appearance of a magic carver is simply a lifesaver for the drowning people before they die! Even if they are desperate to be shameless, it is clear that they must get Morey's help. It all sounded strange and hard to believe, but there was a convincing flavor to the words of the village chief.

"I'm seventy-three years old this year," the village chief said after a long silence, and then suddenly spoke, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes that could not be concealed. "If possible, I wish I hadn't been born in this world. If I hadn't picked up that box, the mountain tribe wouldn't have become what it is today."

"Village Chief, it's not your fault!" the young man, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, and he couldn't help but shed tears as he looked at the village chief's painful expression. "If it weren't for you, we would have disappeared decades ago!

"Don't say that I am a sinner of the mountain people, I have long been ready to give everything for the village. The village chief interrupted the boy with a sigh and turned his head to look at Morey. "Mr. Magician, I'm sure you understand my determination, and I know it's not fair to force you to stay, but"

When he said this, his eyes were vaguely determined, and it was obvious that his determination was not a joke. A coercion was faintly revealed, and a powerful sense of oppression suddenly came out of the old man who was about to enter the ground, which made Morey feel breathless.

"Don't look at me like that, village chief," Morey smiled bitterly. "I still want to ask you to show me the way, how can I refuse?"

When the village chief heard this, he immediately put away his coercion, let out a sigh of relief, and bowed again. "Thank you, Mr. Morey, and when this is over, I'll send you back myself. ”

"But I'm still saying that without the tools and materials for magic carving, I can't guarantee the success rate of the production. Morey said helplessly.

"I know," the village chief smiled. "Although Ximin Village doesn't have much wealth, I'm not a person who doesn't pay for it, and I believe that person's package should be of considerable value to you. ”

"Who?" Morey was stunned for a moment, but soon remembered that the village chief had just mentioned that an old demon carver had come back then and died here.

"I am also a magic carver, and I believe that what Master Curran left behind should interest you. The village chief sighed

Master Curran?