"Now, bring these two fellows down to me, this little fellow is a little frightened tonight, give him some dessert, poor boy." Du Wei was smiling, and he was smiling, with a faint hint of something chilling in it.

After Ruolin asked someone to bring the old and the young down, Du Wei immediately regained his seriousness: "Ruolin, you don't have time to rest, you go to the slave market immediately, I don't care if you rob or buy! I need you to bring back a few indigenous slaves from the Nanyang! If you can speak our local language! The important thing is that if I want you to bring back the local people, you must know very well about the legendary 'family of gods' in the Nanyang! Understand? Try to pick an old guy to come back, because in Nanyang, those mythical and legendary things can only be mastered by the old guy!" Go, go now, I'll sit here and wait for you!"

Ruolin did not disappoint Du Wei, she immediately took people to the slave market quickly, and then found a few slave traders overnight, and did not spend too much effort, but reported the name of Du Wei, the duke, and those slave traders were very happy to send a few old Nanyang native nobles.

Then, after Du Wei listened to them tell them about the legend of the clan of gods in Nanyang, in order to worry that these natives of Nanyang were ghostly, he met the three old slaves one by one, and the three guys said almost the same thing, Du Wei was relieved.

A race of the gods?

Du Wei thought about it alone in the room for a while, and the legend that the three old slaves said just now made Du Wei feel a little strange in his heart.

The indigenous tribes of the South Seas, almost every tribe worships different gods, but these gods are all recognized by everyone, and they are all the children of the legendary father and god who created the world.

But strangely, Du Wei was always strange: in all the materials he knew, there was never a tribe that believed in the "Father God" himself! These tribes believed in the children of the Father, the god of the sun, the god of wind, the god of rain, the god of the sea, and the god of harvest...... But I've never heard of a tribe that regards God the Father as the patron saint of their own people.

It's a very strange phenomenon.

But tonight, Dewey finally got to know the ground.

The race of the gods, the lost tribes...... In fact, it is the highest point and the final point of all the myths, legends and beliefs in Nanyang!

Because, this legendary clan is very mysterious, they are the only race among all the Nanyang tribes with "Father God" as the guardian god!

They are the only ones who have such qualifications!

If the other tribes dared to do this, they would immediately be crusaded against by all the tribes, regarded as heretics, and regarded as disrespectful to the Father! Because in the eyes of the people of the South Seas, the Father God is great, because it is too great, too noble, so no one can ask the Father to be the patron saint of his own land!

But this race of gods can......

Because, according to legend, the ancestor of this race of gods was the son of the "Father", the youngest son, but because the Father loved him too much, it caused the jealousy of the other gods, so this younger son was sent to the earth to experience suffering.

This myth and legend made Du Wei laugh.

Can you communicate directly with the Father? Directly under the blessing of the Father? But Nanyang is almost defeated by the Empire, how can the so-called "Father" not come out to protect them?

Myths, after all, are just myths.

That's what Du Wei thought.

The crux of this myth is that no one knows where this mysterious race is, because they have always been "invisible" in the world (to be precise, Nanyang, because of the backward Nanyang indigenous civilization, thinking that Nanyang is the whole world).

They have no clear territory of their own, no tribe of their own, but they are constantly drifting around the world. No one knows who they really are, they are a migratory people on the sea. And the most well-known characteristic of this race, and the only characteristic:

Unlike other races of Nanyang tribes, they never wore tattoos on their bodies, because those tattoos were for the worship of other gods, but as sons of the Father, they didn't need to worship other gods, because the other gods, in terms of identity, were the children of the Father.

- Well, Du Wei smiled, indeed, there is no need to worship his own brothers and sisters.

And the only tattoo they have is on the soles of their feet! On the soles of their feet are tattoos that symbolize God the Father himself, which means that they represent the Father God in the highest place, walking on earth!

There is a saying in Nanyang that circulates among many tribes:

If you see a person who doesn't have a tattoo.

Then bow down to him.

If you see his feet when you bow down to the ground.

Please kiss it.

You will be bathed in the light of God the Father.

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Du Wei thought for a long time, and then he laughed wickedly.

"Ruolin, please bring our esteemed Mr. Benka High Priest, and the 'son of the other land', Little Lufik."

Benka was originally frightened, thinking that he had successfully passed the level, but he didn't expect the young nobleman to call himself and Lufik over in the middle of the night.

The boy Lufik was frightened a lot tonight, and his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Dewey Old Benka with fear, and his body trembled.

Du Wei pointed at this Lufik: "Ruolin, strip me of this child's clothes!

Ruolin faithfully completed Du Weidi's order, and soon, the twelve-year-old boy was already standing in front of the throne.

Sure enough, the child didn't have any tattoos all over his body.

"Below...... Show me the soles of this kid's feet!"

Old Benka looked desperate, his eyes closed, and he had fainted on the ground!

The most terrible thing happened! Sure enough, it was discovered by this little nobleman!!

There was silence in the room, and the Lufik didn't dare to resist, but obediently let Ruolin put him on the ground and raised his feet.

On top of his feet, there is a ...... on the soles of his feet Pattern!

Well, it's a pattern!

Ruolin looked a little dazed, because of this pattern, she couldn't understand.

But when Du Wei saw this pattern, his face suddenly changed drastically! His expression was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight!

No, no, you can't say that.

To be precise: at this moment, Du Weidi's expression was as if he had seen a hundred hanged ghosts in broad daylight, and those hanged ghosts ran to his ground to make faces at him, and even put their claws into Du Weidi's mouth.

Well, don't worry about these weird metaphors, in short, our little nobles are scared enough!

He suddenly pounced, his body trembled, and he sat on the chair to the ground.

All the people in the room were stunned! Ruolin hurriedly ran over and helped Du Wei up, but Du Wei suddenly shook off Ruolin's hand, and rushed to Xiao Lu Fike's side, staring carefully at the soles of his feet, and rubbing his eyes.

Not...... That's right!

Not dazzling!

Not dazzling!!

Lufik is carved on the soles of his feet, to be precise, not a pattern.

But...... One line of words!

On the left foot is a message, and on the right foot is a signature.

The words on both feet, added up, read as follows:

"Du Wei, how are you?

Signature: Aragorn "The so-called Earth Father God Tuten, is such a ghostly thing!"

What could be more ridiculous than something like this, like hell in broad daylight?

The answer is: land!

What surprised Du Wei even more than the content of this sentence itself was that this sentence was written!

It's not this continental, it's not the Roland Empire.

But......

Du Wei suddenly wanted to laugh, then he wanted to cry, and after a few seconds, he suddenly wanted to cut people again!

Because, the words on it, I'm afraid that in this world, only Du Wei can recognize it!

Be......

Chinese, Chinese characters!!

"Young Master...... Master, Lord Duke!" Ruolin shook Du Wei a little, and finally shook Du Wei awake in shock.

Ruolin looked at Du Wei worriedly: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing...... Du Wei swallowed hard and spitted, and then looked at Ruolin, he smiled nervously: "Ruolin, nearby...... Is there a river nearby?"

"Uh, sir, why do you ask this?"

"Because I want to jump." Dewey replied solemnly, and then he repeated it clearly:

"Didn't you hear me? Lao Tzu wants to jump into the river now!!!!!!"