Chapter 57: The Way of God (2)
"When you go on the expedition, you sing the ballad of your hometown, and your relatives are proud of you. ”
- Folk song "The Boy from Northridge"
The path of God is a tradition in the Kham Mountain region, a kind of thing similar to exile, the prisoner can choose to be punished or go to the path of God, but generally no one except the condemned will choose the so-called divine path, to be precise, the condemned will not choose.
No one chooses the last one compared to being beheaded and hanged to being bitten on one side by a dozen animals and then still waiting to die in the wilderness.
Spotted leopard, timber wolf, mountain lion, brown bear, falcon, monitor lizard, black water snake, wild boar more than a dozen animals are locked in cages, arranged in a row, and put their hands or other parts of the body into the cage in turn, if the animal does not bite him, during this period the prisoner will basically pass through a maximum of three animals will die, you must know that the placement of these animals is almost no rule at all, if the first is a black water snake, then congratulations, you may die happily.
But no one, no one, has ever been able to survive these animals, and although these animals have been artificially kept in captivity, they have not diminished their ferocity in the slightest, and they will be starved for a day or two before this.
Loki was tied with his hands, and there were many spectators around him, they were howling excitedly waiting to see the next bloody scene, Loki's hands were tied in front of him, and he seemed to be nervously rubbing constantly, but his expression was full of disdain. There was some nervousness in the surrounding crowd looking at Loki.
Loki is still very popular on the outskirts of Kham Mountain, people like this young man, they go to raid together, fight together, divide the spoils together, they no longer have to carry enough food to eat themselves for a month in exchange for some daily necessities that are only enough for themselves to use for about ten days.
The bearded Guevara glared at the man next to him, the man who was shouting lowered his voice under Guevara's eyes, Guevara shook the battle axe in his waist, saw the guard glaring at him and patted his clothes lightly, and glared back.
Loki had saved his life, and only he knew how the little man had crawled out of the pile of corpses on his back. The guards I encountered that time were very strong, and I and others suffered a big loss. Looking at Jimmy standing in the crowd opposite, the young man brushed the hair that was attached to his scalp, and his broad forehead and big eyes made the beardless boy look handsome.
Jimmy nodded at Guevara, no matter what, if something happened to Loki, they would definitely do it.
Loki looked at the caged beasts not far away, and snorted coldly, the smile on his lips seemed to be so evil forever. Joey came to see him last night, this kid has not seen him in a few years, he actually looks like an old man, his thin body and short hair, and a beard make him look like a big monkey.
Loki looked at the animals. "Rub this on your body, it's the juice of golden grass, I occasionally put this in my meal, they don't eat this thing now, I put this on myself every time I go to feed them. ”
Loki thought back to Joey's words, he had arranged for this kid to do this several years ago, but he didn't expect that this errand was not easy to obtain, and after three or four years of crawling in the Black Axe Tribe, he did the errand of taking care of these beasts last year.
Golden grass is a poisonous grass that grows twice as tall and twice as thick as ordinary grass. Eating it will be fine, but it will cause abdominal pain.
"I fed the black water snake its eggs, he is full, he can't see it from the outside, if you don't mess with it, it may not bite you. The rest is basically fine, the only problem is the big white mountain lion, it doesn't eat what I feed, it only eats live, even if I give it fresh and kill it in front of it, it doesn't eat it. ”
Loki couldn't help but look at the mountain lion when he thought of this, it was not pure white, but beige, but it was indeed white enough compared to other yellow-brown mountain lions.
Here it is the largest, bigger than the brown bear, and God knows how it grew to such a large size, and it is said that King Baron liked it the most.
Feeling that the smell of his hands has been completely volatilized by his own rubbing, Loki pretended to rub his nose and sniffed his hands, shrugged his nose and felt that he still didn't smell anything, it seems that animals' sense of smell is indeed more sensitive than that of humans, I hope so.
Glancing at Joey near the cage, and then at Jimmy, Guevara's beard was too inconspicuous in the crowd of the mountain tribes to be impossible to see at a glance.
Jimmy nodded at Loki, who smiled lightly, looked at Joey's nervous appearance, and nodded at him to signal him to feel more at ease.
"Quiet!" King Balon commanded the crowd to be quiet, holding his scepter alof. The noisy crowd gradually calmed down, and the old king cleared his throat.
"Thanks to the gods of light and the gods, Kham Mountain has not heard of war for decades, and thanks to the efforts of the Black Axe and the four tribes, we have achieved unprecedented prosperity. King Balon said as he looked at the chiefs of the four tribes behind him and greeted them, and the chiefs held their chests and saluted.
"We customized the law and now we need to enforce him, this man. King Balon's black axe and scepter pointed at Loki: "This man is on the outskirts of Mount Kham, instigating other tribes to join him in plundering caravans and killing innocent people, so that we are once again classified as barbarians and robbers by other nations, and he has defiled the kingdom we have built together, the results of the struggles of our forefathers, and the land beneath our feet. ”
"Yet!" King Baron raised his voice, "God tells us to be merciful and forgive, and I once again pardon all those who follow Loki Valentine in their plunder, and declare Loki Valentine sentenced to death, according to the divine law, Loki Valentine, you have voluntarily walked the path of God, right?" He looked at Loki.
"Hmph. Loki smiled, he was such a person, he seemed to like to laugh at everything in the world, his mocking laughter was his habit, which used to make many people have an opinion about him.
"Yes, my king!" Loki's dancing salute and flirtatious tone would always irritate someone like King Balon. King Baron's beard was almost cocked at this moment, and he glared at Loki fiercely, and waved the scepter in his hand.
The soldier escorting Loki nudged Loki, and Loki walked to the row of cages as if he were dancing. The audience once again resounded with a cacophony of voices. By the time Loki reached the first cage, the audience suddenly fell silent.
Joey had sweat on his head, and he had to keep wiping his head, Loki glanced at Joey, twisted his head to the side and shook his head without leaving a trace, nodded and looked at Joey again, signaling him not to panic, Joey blinked and agreed.
When Loki turned his head to look at the first cage, he also left a bead of sweat on his head. It was a small timberwolf, and unlike the wolves of Northridge, the timberwolves in the Kham Mountains area had a dark brown coat, and they did not look as sturdy as the Northridge wolves but were a little obscene.
Toothy looked at Loki's wolf eyes with a fierce light, Loki couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and looked back at the crowd again, but the expression on his face changed back to that nonchalant attitude.
"Reach in!" I don't know who shouted, and the whole audience shouted.
"Reach in, get in, get in!" the shout resounded through the mountains and forests, and it was useless for Guevara to stare at the people around him, because no one was looking at him, everyone was staring at Loki.
Loki glanced at the wolf, turned his heart sideways, and stretched his bound hands through the wide lattice of the cage.
The timberwolf didn't pounce immediately, but let out a low roar, slowly paced back and forth two steps, walked forward slightly, his nose wrinkled, and his teeth were bared, but he just didn't come forward.
"Oh~~!" The audience erupted in boos, and everyone was disappointed that they didn't see the scene they hoped for.
Loki smiled and withdrew his hand, looked back at everyone, and raised his bound hands high. To everyone's boos, he taunted the fleshy blur of those who were expecting to be bitten by his movements.
"What's going on!" King Balon asked his attendant fiercely.
"I don't know, don't worry, it's not just the timberwolves. The attendant hurriedly explained, King Balon's face was a little better, the first one was just that, and there were many more to come.
But as Loki's hand continued to reach into one cage after another, except for the last falcon that landed on Loki's hand, and its sharp claws scratched a few blood holes, the other animals were almost the same, and the black water snake coiled there and didn't even move.
"Catch me the man who feeds the animals in a moment!" said King Balon fiercely, not believing that no one was making trouble.
"Don't worry. One of the chiefs of the four tribes said, "His hand is bleeding, and the mountain lion will not let it go." ”
King Balon didn't speak, he stared at Loki and the mountain lion, he also knew what blood meant to these beasts, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
At this moment, Joey's heart was already hanging, no one knew better than him how fierce the mountain lion was, and a dead thing coated with blood could not attract it, but Loki's hands were a living thing that bleed.
Loki swallowed his saliva before reaching the behemoth, the mountain lion's beige fur had lost some of its luster after being locked in the cage for too long, its huge head and tall body were like a large buffalo, and its thick limb muscles were clearly visible under the fur.
When the soldier pushed him to the cage of the mountain lion, the audience thought he was afraid, but in fact he was really afraid, and anyone at this time would probably be afraid.
"Reach in, get in, get in!" the audience shouted again for Loki to put his hand in the cage.