Jing Changfeng thought to himself, are you so willing to watch the scene of murder? When you kill a sheep on weekdays, you all have to face the emperor, chant words in your mouth, and pray endlessly; Now this Usaman is going to sacrifice people, and you are all running all the way to join in the fun, what is your intention? Now I heard that Lao Tzu doesn't have to die for the time being, are you so disappointed?

"What? What is going on, Lord Usaman? That's the end of tonight's exorcism? Rocherch asked, tilting his neck, as if he couldn't accept this unexpected turn of events.

At this time, Wu Saman no longer spoke, but closed his eyes and faced the night sky silently.

Slowly, his nails and teeth were all restored to their original shapes.

What appears in front of everyone's eyes now is still the appearance that everyone usually sees, triangular eyes, big nose, baldness, black face, and attractive ears.

Chief Rhodo stepped forward at this time and waved his hands at everyone: "Let's all go back!" Let's go back! Let's have an exorcism ceremony later......"

Luo Sheqi walked up to Usaman and said angrily, "Usaman, you...... How can you do that! What did you say when I invited you here? Well! ”

Wu Saman tilted his head, glanced at Luo Sheqi, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Luo Sheqi, when you speak, you must pay attention to proportion!" ”

Luo Sheqi listened, subconsciously covered his lips with his hand, looked around, and whispered: "You! …… Don't give Lao Tzu this set! Hum! ”

"Report to the young master! These three people, locked up in the tribal treasury, are still ......" One of Luo Sheqi's men ran over and asked.

"Nonsense! Is it possible to tie the horse's legs? Why don't you get out of here?! Rocherch yelled angrily.

"Obey, young master!" The man agreed, ran to Jing Changfeng, Masami, and Tong Lingji, and together with a few others, escorted the three of them into the boundless night.

Jing Changfeng glanced back at the bonfires, which had almost all burned to ashes at this time. Jing Changfeng seemed to see from the pile of ashes that there was still the cute and poor little black sheep lying inside......

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Jing Changfeng, Masami, and Tong Lingji were pushed and shoved by a group of "wild wolf warriors" and escorted to the door of the tribe's treasury.

"Get in!" Jing Changfeng was kicked into the darkness. Immediately, the screams of Masami and Tong Lingji were heard. Then, Kyocho-kaze heard the sound of the door being slammed shut and the chains rattling, and needless to say, the door of the storeroom was locked with chains.

In the warehouse, a strong smell penetrated Jing Changfeng's nostrils. Needless to say, this is where the skins and bones of horses, cattle, sheep and other livestock are stacked.

"Sister Yami! Tong Lingji! Are you all right? Jing Changfeng asked in the dark.

"It's fine. Brother Half-Ear, are you okay? This is Masami's voice.

Yami's gentle voice, to the sound of Jing Changfeng, is as if her mother is touching it with her hand, which is very useful.

"Sister Yami, I'm fine! Sister Tong Lingji, how are you? ”

"Woo ......" replied to him with a low cry.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here with half my ears pulled, I'm not afraid, ah!" Jing Changfeng judged that it should be Yami who was comforting Tong Lingji.

Gradually, Tong Lingji's crying stopped.

Jing Changfeng suddenly remembered Wei Lige!

"Big brother Weili, ...... he?" Jing Changfeng said subconsciously.

"Brother, you don't have to worry about him, I saw the black horse help him up, nothing should happen." Yamei Road.

Jing Changfeng felt that his pigu was hurt by something, so he had to move it. Unexpectedly, I didn't know what the collision was, I only heard a "bang-la-la" sound, and I was already buried in a pile of hard objects!

Needless to say, it was knocked over the pile of bones in the storeroom. It should have been some bones such as ox head and mutton leg that buried him, and the mixed fishy smell made Jing Changfeng's stomach churn! Jing Changfeng endured it hard, but finally didn't spit it out.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" Masami asked in the dark.

"It's okay, Sister Yami, I'm buried in my bones."

"Oh." This is Tong Lingji's voice, although it is very soft, Jing Changfeng can hear it clearly.

Next comes silence. Jing Changfeng felt that it was necessary for him to break this embarrassing atmosphere, so he said: "Sister Yamei, Sister Tong Lingji, why don't I tell you a story!" ”

"Death is on the verge of death, and you still ...... Your heart is so big! Tong Lingji's tone sounded like anger.

"Dead? Death is death, in the eyes of our Han people, after death, you can be reborn soon and live again! Just like when my father was a bandit in Montenegro, if a brother was caught and beheaded by the government, he would shout before he died, 'The head has fallen off but the scar the size of a bowl, and he will be a good man in 20 years!' ’！ ”

The answer of the "......" was silence.

"What? Isn't that funny? Jing Changfeng asked. Well, this one, it's not funny.

"Hmm...... I don't understand, why are the names of the people of our wolf tribe so strange? Unlike us Han people, there are names and surnames, such as me, my father's surname is Jing, and my surname is Jing, so when others hear it, they know that I am my father's son; When I have a son in the future......"

"Hey! Sister Masami, listen, he doesn't even have a woman yet, and he's starting to think about his son! Wait until tomorrow evening, and that Wu Saman will ...... you See how you give birth to a son! Tong Lingji said with a smile.

"Sister! Don't say that about him. Brother, I know that half-pulled ears are not your real name, what is your real name? Masami said busily.

"My name is Jing Changfeng, 'Jing' is our Han surname, and 'Changfeng' is my name. This 'Jing' surname was inherited from my father, and I will pass it on to my son in the future; this 'Changfeng' is the name my father gave me, which comes from Li Bai's poem, that is, 'There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and it will hang on ......' forget it, anyway, it means that the wind is very strong...... "Jing Changfeng felt that it was useless to explain so much, so he shut up.

"In other words, your name is 'Jing Changfeng'?" Tong Lingji asked.

"How clever! Tong Lingji's sister...... It's better to be like this, I'll treat you as 'Tong' and 'Ling Ji', and I'll call you Sister Ling Ji in the future, okay? It seems that 'Tong' is also one of the hundred family names in our Han people! You can also call me 'Brother Changfeng', or 'Brother Gale', anyway, Elken, that is, the Black Horse. ”

"Okay, Brother Changfeng!" Tong Lingji shouted without hesitation.

"Hey!" Jing Changfeng thought to himself, Sister Ling Ji's personality is really good.

"That'...... Sister Ling Ji, I'm a little puzzled, why is the name of your original tribe 'Yellow Dog'? ”