All of this is inseparable from this sudden return of the Evenks.

But doubts are always conjectures, he is the one who has been gifted by the mountain god, and he is also the one who activates the imprint of the gods, so it is not good to use other means to ask, so he can only wait for things to develop.

Every time the gods bestow the clansmen, only a small number of them can perfectly activate the imprint.

Just like Kong Mingyu's husband Fu Ri, he is one of the warriors who successfully activated the imprint of the gods, and it is also the reason why the clan is willing to let Kong Mingyu live here for a long time.

If it weren't for him, it is estimated that Kong Mingyu would have been kicked out a long time ago, can she still be kept here to live in the ancestral hall after death?

Without further thought, the patriarch withdrew his gaze and disappeared into the darkness of the room.

Zhang Er, who closed his eyes tightly, was praying for the response of the gods in the way of the Evenks, but there was no change for a long time.

sighed a little disappointedly, presumably the only one who could communicate with the gods was the shaman in the clan.

Nothing was said all night.

Zhang Er, who was helping A-Niang chop wood in the early morning, turned his head when he heard the shouting.

It was the captain who picked him up, Dai Zhen.

He was followed by seven or eight Terrans, who seemed to be going out on some mission, not like hunting wild beasts.

The swords on his back were all palm-wide, and the head of a beast was carved into the hilt of the sword.

"Da Zhuang heard that you are recovering well?" , Dai Zhen stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Er's shoulder, and happily took out something wrapped in animal skin from his arms and handed it to him.

"Take it inside is some nutrients, and the patriarch gives you a personal task"

Zhang Er took the item and asked with some doubts, "With you?" ”

"Of course not, let's go to the forest before you and scan for signs of monsters waking up."

"Say hello to Aunt Kong Ming for me~", after saying that, they left, in a hurry.

Zhang Er didn't finish his words, shook his head, and unwrapped the animal skin.

Inside was a letter of animal skin, with something inscribed with something vigorous and powerful, and the rest was a bottle of liquid.

At the very back of the package, it looks like it is made of glass, but when you knock it, there is no sound of glass, it is more like a natural crystal.

In addition to these, there is a small map.

It was written on the skin that he was to go to the west of the tribe and release a tribesman who had been imprisoned for seventy years, and the rest was not written.

Looking at what is said above, it seems that the thief is simple, just go and untie the shackles of the mountain wall.

I was puzzled, but I couldn't say it.

I told Ah Niang, but was stopped by Kong Mingyu.

"Zhuangzhuang, you can't go, I'll go and talk to the patriarch about changing people", seeing her so anxious, Zhang Er was even more puzzled.

But soon, Kong Mingyu explained the reason for the incident for Zhang Er.

That mountain is called Spear Mountain, and seventy years ago an Evenki man offended the gods.

Where is it sealed, and now is the day of unsealing.

It's not that the gods are terrible, but this Evenki, who is bloodthirsty by nature, is the bravest warrior in the clan, but also the most dangerous.

He is also the younger brother of the patriarch...

No one knows what this kind of person will do if he breaks through the seal, so no one dares to go, even if it is the patriarch, he will not dare.

After hearing this, Zhang Er smiled inexplicably.

I thought: "What an Evenki patriarch, test me, just go."

It must have been that he got something from Jane Dan that he could activate the imprint of the gods, so he asked him to see if the gods would lend a hand.

If Zhang Erfu has been messing around for so long, and he still can't understand it, the road ahead is really in vain.

People not only have to let it out, but they also have to beat it into rotten melons and bring it back.

"I won't believe in the seal for more than 70 years, you still have the strength to fight", Zhang Er disdainfully put the animal skin in his arms, and after giving Kong Mingyu comfort, he walked out of the fence of the Evenki tribe.

Spear Mountain is not far away, and according to the map, Zhang Er quickly found the location.

I looked at the top of the mountain, which reached into the sky, took a sip of water and walked up the mountain road.

There is no trace of anyone lingering in the kilometers around here, after all, it is also a race that respects the gods so much, if a rebel appears, no one dares to take pity.

After walking for a long time, even Zhang Er stayed on the mountainside for a night before climbing to the top of the mountain.

The fog was thin here, but there was a strange smell of blood, which permeated the depths of the mountaintop.

Zhang Er frowned suddenly, fanned the mist in front of him with his hand, and walked over.

The top of the mountain is like a knife and an axe, smooth and clean.

What appears is a large platform, with the only abrupt feature of a dead man's head peeking out in the center of the summit.

He was covered in blackened blood, and this man had long gray hair, covered his face, and emitted a foul smell, and he didn't know what to eat here to last so long.

When he stepped forward, he saw clearly that his face had been precipitated for so many years, and there was no battle, only a pale and lonely world, and he was already old.

"Your Excellency is Harran?" , Zhang Er approached the dead man's head and asked with some uncertainty.

After all, no one who sees this scene will believe that this person is still alive.

"Yo? Tribe... The costume of man..."

"It's been so many years, finally... Has anyone come to see me? The hoarse voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time, intermittently.

Even Zhang Er felt that because he was talking, he had been pulling his throat for a long time, which was as harsh as a saw pulling wood.

"I'm here to help you break the seal," Zhang Er explained, but he couldn't accept the stench of this man's skull, he had a picture.

Why is the junction between the neck and the rock jet black, most likely because the feces are squeezed up underneath...

"Are you unbearable?!" , The man was angry when he saw that Zhang Er wanted to vomit and held back.

Who can imagine the state of a person living on this lonely mountaintop for more than 70 years, unable to move his limbs, and can only rely on festering wounds to attract vultures in the sky.

Who can imagine the days when you can only survive by eating their flesh and drinking their blood! Today, even a junior in the clan hates him.

Before that, who helped them open the way! Who helped them save the tribe! Have you all forgotten!

But in the past seventy years, his already manic heart has slowly calmed down and he has endured his anger.

Let his voice soften a little and say, "Boy, if you don't have to be better off than me"

"My brother gave it to you, pour that thing on that lock, and your mission is complete"

Zhang Er looked at him, and then at the lock in front of him, which was not big at all, only the size of a fist.

Right in front of him, sealing his hands, feet, and body, let him look at it like this for more than seventy years... This god is vicious enough.

But it's so stinky, unbearable stinky, and the stinky Zhang Er doesn't want to live anymore.

"Fuck you, why do you stink so much", one didn't hold back, Zhang Er fanned the stink in front of him, and pouted a sentence from his mouth.

"You!"

"Boy! You know! Are you talking about something! ”

The bruises on the man's face began to skyrocket, what is his identity, and now a junior in a clan dares to humiliate him like this.

"Get out of here!"

"I don't want to see you!"

Zhang Er frowned, sat in the distance and took out a pair of masks from the space backpack, but he couldn't stop the stench that drilled his mouth and nose.

Listening to his scolding, Zhang Er also lost his temper.

"You think I'm trying to save you, it stinks like rotten shrimp"

"They have to let me come."

Hearing Zhang Er's scolding, the man's whole face was trembling, and he wanted to bite Zhang Er to death.

"I don't want to see you again! Get out of here!! ”

"It's getting dark this day, I'll stay down for a night at most, and besides, how can you go if you have to be saved", Zhang Er wore a few more layers before he felt better.

"I don't need you to save me! Get out of here! ”

He roared and roared, what Zhang Er did completely angered this sick soul that had been sealed for seventy years.

"Oh~ Then why are you sealed here", Zhang Er took out the tent without care, and it seemed that he really planned to stay here for a night and then go down.

Hearing this, the man fell into a memory, "That was all before"

"Isn't it miserable?" , Zhang Er asked again.

Who knew that the man was very rebellious, and laughed, "I can't say that, none of them could kill me back then"

"If it weren't for the gods having a cat," he suddenly reacted, "You're idle!" ”

"Hurry up and get out of here, okay?"

Zhang Er hammered the nails of the tent and asked, "Isn't the god's cat very ruthless?"

The man didn't react at all, "What's ruthless, I'll snap his eyeballs!" ”

"How painful it is to button your eyes", Zhang Er shook his head, not very recognizant of his way of fighting.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Hurry up and get out of here, okay! I don't want to see you again! The man looked at Zhang Er lying comfortably in the tent, and the scolding suddenly resounded through the sky.

"Let's talk for a while, it's nothing to do anyway", Zhang Er crossed Erlang's legs, lying on the air cushion, not to mention how comfortable.

"You're endless, deliberately angry with me! Don't let me out! Going out will definitely give you a knife! ”

Zhang Erteng sat up suddenly, "You can't beat the cat, why give me a knife?!" ”

"Are you still human?"

The man was furious: "Don't force me to beat you!" You impudent junior! ”

"If you beat me, I'll beat you!" , Zhang Er stood up, and grabbed a stick with the thickness of an arm out of nowhere, which startled him.

"If I don't talk to you, will you get out of the way!" , The man suddenly panicked, after all, although he has been here for so many years, he has rough skin and thick meat.

But no one has ever come to beat him, and he was beaten by this junior here, and if he couldn't do it, he would have to suffocate to death.

"Get out~ just get out", Zhang Er sat back in the tent, pulled the zipper on it, and isolated the smell outside.

"Disappear quickly! I don't want to see you! Seeing this, the man was still scolding.

"Fuck you, I don't want to see your dead man's head yet", Zhang Er's voice came from inside the tent again.

This night is not destined to be peaceful, and the quiet Spear Mountain, which used to be quiet, has left the surrounding woods without birds to rest this evening.