Chapter 30: The Priestess of the Yiren

Zhao Xiaoliu's first reaction was naturally to turn around and run away!

The two packages that he had just held tightly in his hands and were ready to lose them were thrown out by him without thinking, and his hands and feet were filled with blood gushing out of fear, and he fled deeper into the dense forest with a more desperate attitude than last time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that this time he was not as lucky as the last time he ran away from the hands of the fake Yi people pretended to be by the Tian family, and before he ran a few steps, he only heard a crisp bell, his belly seemed to be hit hard by a dirt bag full of sand and stones, he opened his mouth wide, and took two steps forward, but the third step couldn't be stepped out anyway, he was so anxious that his eyes bulged, but it was still to no avail, his open mouth couldn't even breathe in a little air, he was strangled by the invisible enemy, and he fainted before he could say the words to beg for mercy.

"Machai, Hondurase. ”

"Gonda, Machai. ”

"Machai, oh Yowa Kotara. ”

Several Yi people chatted with each other, they were not surprised that Zhao Xiaoliu was easily put down, despite this, they still maintained a simple formation, the shield hand and the crossbowman maintained their original posture, a man with a knife leading a horse turned over and rode forward to drag Zhao Xiaoliu who was unconscious on the ground, and the others were guarding him in place, it seemed that they were well-trained, and it was not the first time they had done this kind of thing, and the strange thing was that Jiming Village did not look like it was worth so cautious at all.

"Yayi, Gondaravala. A child's voice as crisp as a bell rang out in the ranks of the Yi people, and after hearing this sentence, the other Yi people said together: "Feng Ge", and the man with a long fork who combed his hair in five buns added another sentence after this sentence: "Mengga Waga." ”

"Woo Labo. Tong Yin said, the man with the long fork was visibly flustered, and then Tong Yin's owner appeared in front of the traverser.

It's a little girl.

Her complexion is dark, her eyes are bright, her facial features are the most upright that a traveler has seen here, and when she walks, she habitually takes very heavy steps, and every step is completely close to the ground, which can be seen that she often participates in certain important occasions, and is a figure of extraordinary status. She wore a floor-length black dress with embroidered and hand-painted patterns of children's stick figures, twisted green trees, red crumbling mountains and golden rivers, in stark contrast to other plain clothes with ornamental patterns only at the cuffs. Her sleeves only covered her upper arms, her lower arms were exposed with dark black tattoos similar to those on her clothes, and she wore silver bracelets as thick as the armguards worn by some martial artists on her wrists, and she could be seen barefoot as she walked, and her ankles were as wide as her wrists, and the patterns on the silver bracelets were similar to those on the crossbows of the Yiren, all of which were poisonous snakes, spiders, and alien monsters tearing human limbs and chewing on skeletons, and the edges of the bracelets were beads that made three consecutive turns.

In the center of her forehead, she wears a silver disc-like ornament, and eight twisted arms stretch out from behind the ornament and dance in the wind.

Contrary to the exaggerated ornamentation of her body, she carried in her hand an unadorned brass bell, covered in green rust and mottled stains.

"Follow the nest," when the traverser observed her, she was also observing the traverser, she didn't even look at Zhao Xiaoliu who was dragged away and Tian Jinbao who was lying on the ground, but kept staring at the traverser who seemed to be just scared stupid, after a short assessment, she spoke, but what she said was not in Yiren's language: "Follow the nest, there is something delicious." ”

Naturally, the traverser didn't follow her.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the little girl added the promised conditions: "The nest is the daughter of Paigang-Gala Toast, the toast is very big, big, and the cave and the hole are all listened to, follow the nest, be the nest girl, and everyone will not dare to bully you." ”

It's only been two days since the crossing, and it's been ...... again

"Be a nest girl, what the nest eats, what you eat, where I sleep, where you sleep, I will come home (marry) there, you will also go there together, be a nest to marry the girl," the Yiren little girl was still adding what she thought was a very good promise: "Give you flower clothes to wear, and the first ...... Jewelry. Be a nest girl, keep ...... No, no one will dare to bully you. ”

Although he knew that the other party was a manipulator, the traverser was almost provoked to laugh out loud by this overly serious promise that did not match the little girl's face and innocent tone: "It's bullying, what can you do?"

"Hitting you is a slap in the face," the little girl replied very simply and seriously: "Whoever hits the face of the nest, you can't let it go, beat him, if you can't beat it, the nest will commit suicide, and the toast father will avenge the nest, and the cave people will not let him go." ”

The reason why it is said to be the custom of Yiren is because she said it solemnly, coaxing a little girl like Wang Zhaodi such a little girl, there is no need for such a serious tone, if you don't treat him as a little girl, this set of conditions is obviously unreasonable, if she says that she is acting, her talent is too high - the traverser has no doubt that she will really fulfill it." Whoever hits you will hit me in the face, and if you hit me in the face, you must not let it go, and if you can't beat me, you will commit suicide".

Of course, he had no doubt that a young girl of this age, even if she was a practitioner, did not understand the true meaning of "death" at all.

"Be a nest girl," the little girl repeated: "Go with the nest, don't go, take you away, roll, galap." The latter sentence was addressed to a few of the Yiren, and it was evident that she had a considerable position among the Yiren, and the two crossbowmen immediately aimed their crossbows at her, and the shield-bearer drew his peculiarly shaped short knives and made a threatening posture to strengthen the little girl's persuasiveness.

"Come with you," said the traverser, "I don't want to wear clothes or jewelry, I want you to teach me how to write." ”

When the little girl heard this condition, she said: "The nest is Yiren, and there is no writing." ”

No words!

Stumble!

How could it not be! My treasure is still waiting for your command!

The traverser, who was 100,000 times more domineering than her, immediately turned his face: "No-you dare to tell me no--I want you to let you know how powerful I am! Look at you, you still dare to say no!" He saw that the opening conditions of the treasure were in front of him, and he was unwilling to endure any longer, and his hole cards were exhausted, and his hands were raised high, and he struck three times in a row.

To say that those Yiren are worthy of teaming up with the manipulator, the two shield bearers immediately raised their shields, and the one with the long fork stretched out the long soldier to cover the man's retreat, and the horse leader behind the hall waved his sword and danced to cut off possible attacks from behind.

However, the attack began from a position that none of them had expected.