Chapter 8: You Are God

When Lin Hao opened his eyes, the sun had already risen very high, but the people behind him were still asleep.

couldn't bear to call her, Lin Hao moved his thighs slightly, and the slight touch still woke Xiao Qi up.

"My lord, I want to oversleep, but somehow I sleep extra well with you. ”

Lin Hao didn't seem to understand the meaning of her words, but replied lightly: "Then let's go." ”

The two had planned to say goodbye to the chieftain, but the tribesmen had already gone out to pick, and only a few women were still cleaning up the scraps of the ground.

"Abba, Aba. Xiao Qi told them that they were leaving.

"Aba. The ladies took out a handful of berries from the hole in the tree behind them and handed them to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi looked back at Lin Hao.

"Take it, it's also a piece of their heart. Lin Hao felt very uncomfortable, because in his plan, the totem of this tribe would be cooked by himself sooner or later, and now it was a good person who accepted other people's things, how could he talk about it in the future?

Xiao Qi didn't know what Lin Hao thought, and after getting Lin Hao's order, he picked up a handful of berries.

In the stunned eyes of the women, Xiao Qi took out a small bag made of leather, unzipped it, and put all the berries inside.

Now the primitive women were stunned.

"Abaaba?" the women curiously pointed to the purse, which would tighten automatically.

"Aba, Aba!" Xiao Qi proudly pulled the zipper twice.

Then the women fell to their knees and shouted Abbas.

Lin Hao is face is question mark, where is this, why did Abba kneel down after two sentences?

"Xiao Qi, what did you tell them?"

"I said that this leather bag is a gift from God, that is, you have rewarded it, and they have never seen it, so naturally they can't understand it, hey, in the end, it is a primitive person, and his thinking is too backward. Xiao Qi kept shaking his head, looking distressed.

"Aren't you also a primitive person?" Lin Hao quipped.

"My lord, since Xiao Qi was enlightened by Lord Lin Hao when he was three years old, Xiao Qi is different from them, is Xiao Qi also an uncivilized barbarian in the eyes of adults?" Xiao Qi was about to cry as he spoke.

Lin Hao said in his heart, sure enough, there are all the women in the world, but he said: "How can there be such a thing, you are different from them, although your vision is not as good as Xiao Si, but the agility in your eyes is by no means unique to the primitive people of Mu Ne, by the way, you will be the saint of our tribe in the future, right?"

Sure enough, Xiao Qi was separated by Lin Hao's few words, and he was also interested in listening to this fresh word.

"Saint, what's that?"

"I am independent of the tribe as a god, and Lin Xian, like his name, is in charge of the faith and civilization of our tribe, and you exist as a saint on the same level as the sacrifice, as a symbol of our tribe. ”

Xiao Qiyi was anxious when he heard this.

"Then how can it be done, there is only one symbol of our tribe, that is, Lord Lin Hao is the only true god, and everything else is a pseudo-totem. ”

Hearing the word "pseudo", the corners of Lin Hao's eyes twitched unconsciously.

"Little Seven!"

Xiao Qi was stunned, put down the leather bag in his hand, and stood straight in front of Lin Hao.

"You will exist as the holy daughter of the saber-toothed tiger tribe. ”

There was no answer, Lin Hao could still be discussed when he was a friend, but when he changed from a friend to Lin Hao, he only needed to execute.

Looking at Xiao Qi's pitiful appearance, Lin Hao wanted to persuade a few words, but suddenly, there was a noise outside.

"Aba!Abba Aba!!"

After Lin Hao heard that it was Abba again, he swore in his heart that he must let them all speak Mandarin in the future, it must be a bit urgent, who can understand your Abba Aba, and communicate with patients?

Looking back, the chief was covered in blood, and a finger-long mouth had opened in his abdomen, and blood kept flowing out of it, and even the internal organs could be seen beating.

Many primitive people hurriedly helped the chief to come in the direction of Lin Hao.

After letting the chief lie flat on the ground, the chief whispered a few words to Abba.

"The chief said, let them go and ask the totem to come. Xiao Qi whispered in Lin Hao's ear.

After a while, the unusually large ceratosaurus crawled beside the chieftain, and the surrounding primitives began a mysterious ritual, singing and dancing around the ceratosaurus and the chief.

Strands of totemic power seeped out of the ceratosaurus' bone shield and slowly floated to the opening in the chief's abdomen.

The miraculous scene reappeared, and the blood flowing from the abdomen slowed down, but the size of the wound did not change.

This process continued until the ceratops let out a cry of overwhelm, blood running down its nostrils and soaking the ground.

Without the treatment of the power of the totem, the blood in the chief's abdomen gushed out again, and his face gradually turned sallow.

The chief looked at the horned dragon, sighed helplessly, until today he was going to die here, raised the only strength in his body and sang, thanking the horned dragon for his gift to his tribe, and praying that the tribe could always be protected by the totem.

Suddenly, Lin Hao moved.

Xiao Qi took out a pair of small metal scissors, a thin needle that was almost invisible, and a roll of gauze made of plant fibers from the leather bag that Xiao Qi carried with him.

Under the gaze of everyone, regardless of the chief's obstruction, after applying white powder to his wound, he stitched it up, looking at the wound that could be seen deep in the internal organs, Lin Hao was also worried for a while, if he wanted to go a little further inside, even if the real immortal came, it would be difficult to save it, not to mention his own fake.

Lin Hao's hand was unusually stable, and the needle drop was extremely accurate, and after a while, a wound with only a small seam appeared, and the wound after being applied with hemostatic ointment no longer oozes blood.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi hurriedly bent down and wiped the beads of sweat on Lin Hao's forehead.

The primitive people of this tribe looked at Lin Hao suspiciously, expecting to hear the answer he wanted from his mouth.

"Translate for me, the chief's wound is too deep, and it is not appropriate to make a big move in the near future, although his life is saved, but he must make up for nutrition, the most critical point, let him bathe often, you see the mud in my hand." Lin Hao looked at his bloodstained hands, somewhat dissatisfied.

Didn't primitive people take a bath?

"Aba, Aba. Xiao Qi solemnly explained.

When they heard that the chieftain was in danger of life, the primitive people gathered around began the familiar dance again, and the desolate singing voice had a special flavor.

"That's it? I'm talking so much, you're just saying a few words, Aba? It's not me who takes a bath often, you're kidding, the wound is dirty and easy to infect. Lin Hao was very skeptical of Xiao Qi's language talent.

"I've translated them all, my lord. Xiao Qi is also a little aggrieved, the language of this tribe is sometimes so concise and to the point.

After their ceremony was over, Lin Hao asked why the chief was so badly injured, and the wound was not like a cut from a tree branch.

After a while, Xiao Qi's face became solemn.

"My lord, they were injured by the primitive people of the Tyrannosaurus Rex affiliated tribe, but in fact, it is not a big deal, it is because of the problem of a few fruit trees. ”

Lin Hao's face was surprised.

"Is it worth hurting people like this just for a few fruit trees?"

"Because the other party is attached to the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe, he has always been arrogant, and this tribe is usually more kind, and it is normal for the weak to eat the strong. Xiao Qi was a little unimpressed, although he advertised himself as a civilized person, but some ideas in his bones still went deep into his bones, and it was only a matter of time before he wanted to change.

"Amma, Amma!"

After hearing this voice, the faces of Lin Hao and Xiao Qi were completely different.

Xiao Qi looked nervous, while Lin Hao looked helpless.

Abba is finished, now it's Amma's turn.

Looking back, I saw several primitive people dressed in animal clothes, holding bone sticks, and their hair standing on end, walking towards this side with their shoulders around their shoulders, and there was a pattern on their chests, which was a southern giant beast dragon.

It's just that I don't know how to draw it, with a bloody mouth, and it looks like it chooses people to eat.

Several people came to the front, looking at the Horned Dragon Chieftain who had already reached the ground, a little surprised, as if they were still wondering why this person hadn't followed the ancient totem yet.

Several people glanced at Xiao Qi, and the greed in their eyes was undisguised.

Lin Hao is also strange, according to their eyes, Xiao Qi is definitely not beautiful, can even Xiao Qi be good?

Xiao Qi's face changed greatly, and he opened his mouth to reprimand a few words angrily.

"Amma, ah~ma. ”

Hearing Xiao Qi's shout, several people laughed.

"Amma?"

Lin Hao's head was big for a while, and he asked in a low voice: "What are you talking about, Abba and Amma." ”

Xiao Qi turned around and said seriously: "I just told them that Lord Lin Hao is the god of our tribe, but they didn't believe it. ”

"It's not that simple, just translate it truthfully. ”

"So weak, are you a god?"

After listening, Lin Hao frowned.

"Tell them that I'm God!"