Wei Youqing nodded, and then was about to stand up and walk out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Nudie pointed to his body, "hehe" laughed, and said: "Priest, it is not a trivial matter to burn the cannibal forest, there will be a lot of people who will come to see it at that time, do you want to bathe and change clothes, freshen up and dress up?" ”

Wei Youqing looked at his body, and laughed himself, his clothes were torn a lot by the branches, and they were dyed yellow, yellow, green and green, like a flower child, thinking that his hair and face were not much better.

"What are the priests to wear?" A man in a grass skirt standing behind Nu Die smiled and asked seductively, "I have a grass skirt here, do you want to wear it and try it?" ”

This man's name is Wa Cricket, who was originally a member of the Eagle Clan, and is now the eldest son of Nu Die. The fish-man tribe takes the woman as the head of the tribe, the man can go or stay, everything is voluntary, and the convention is that the eldest man should stay to accompany the woman.

Wei Youqing had the heart to try this kind of bewitching grass skirt, and since he entered the village, he could appreciate this kind of grass skirt that wanted to cover up and was like a peacock opening the screen, so he kept staring at the men in grass skirts around him.

Wa Cricket naturally saw it in her eyes, so she asked this question, but it was a provocative smell in Wei Youqing's ears, what this grass skirt wants to show is self-explanatory, Wei Youqing is only eight years old, where is there anything to show?

Wei Youqing pursed her lips secretly, pretending to be casual and said, "No need, I'll wear the same kind of clothes as Uncle Nu Han." ”

Wei Youqing washed his hair and body, put on the vest and bloomers with bright piping embroidery that Wa Cricket selected for him, and made hemp straw sandals, and braided his hair at the back of his head, and pinned a headdress made of colorful shells.

Wei Youqing picked out the most colorful and fancy string from a large pile of shell necklaces and hung it around her neck. If it weren't for the camel-colored leather bracer on his left neck and the incense bracelet on his right neck, Wei Youqing couldn't wait to even hang this kind of shell ornament on his hands and neck, and finally picked two strings to hang on his ankles.

With this anklet, Wei Youqing realized that his fish-shaped short sword was missing. I think it's lost when I was injured by a cannibal and my body lost consciousness, but I don't feel nervous, anyway, I'm going to burn the cannibal forest later, and it's not too late to find it when the time comes. Although the scabbard may be burned, the sword inside is not afraid of fire.

"It turns out that this dress can be made so beautifully, and I don't know why Uncle Nuhan wears it so gray all day long."

Wei Youqing put aside the matter of the short sword, and happily turned around the bronze mirror - there was such a thing as a bronze mirror in the slave tribe, and it was so big, which surprised Wei Youqing.

Wa Cricket sighed: "The slave is honest, and after the death of the Great Sage, he will never associate with other women again. He is no longer a saint and a man, and he doesn't know what he is doing to guard the temple all day. ”

Wei Youqing's heart was gloomy, what are the slaves guarding, of course Wei Youqing understands, but it is a little strange that men observe festivals, and even the Han people can't understand the slaves who have accepted the Han culture, let alone the fish people.

"Uncle Nu Han is delicate, and the temple is inseparable from Uncle Nu Han, and he is the chief manager of the temple, which means a holy woman."

Wei Youqing took it upon himself to correct the name of the slave Han to stay in the temple, he didn't like the fact that someone kept the festival for whom, and he didn't want people to think that the slave was a weirdo.

When Wa Cricket heard that Nu Han stayed in the Cheng Temple because it was a holy woman, she showed an expression of "so it was like this", and no longer discussed the matter, and the two came to the village together, Wei Youqing felt embarrassed that she had delayed for so long, but everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with the time that men spent on grooming and dressing up for so long, and Nu Die even said: "It's okay so soon?" ”

Nu Die prepared something similar to the stone cart on the temple for Wei Youqing, and invited Wei Youqing to sit on it, with eight fishmen pushing it underneath. In her opinion, the priest would have the possession of a god on such a great occasion, and he could not run around on the ground by himself.

Sure enough, as Nu Die said, between the cannibal forest and the fish-man forest, there is a very wide ground that is not grassy, and the soil quality of this ground is also different from the soil on both sides, it looks like there used to be a deep ditch here, but it has been filled in over the years.

Wei Youqing nodded to Nu Die, who raised his hand, made a gesture, and shouted, "Release the arrow!" ”

The arrows were dense rows of rockets, tied up from bamboo, soaked in fire oil. But the arrows that could be shot were burning by themselves, and the ancient vines and old trees that looked to have dried up stood quietly, like a group of old people who came to see the excitement.

The natives who were watching next to him were in a commotion, and the voices of discussion were stacked. Wei Youqing frowned, it seems that this forest is indeed full of evil spirits. He stood up from the stone cart, and the audience was silent, and everyone looked at their priest.

Wei Youqing is not as free as the spring character, Wei Youqing walked off the stone cart and walked towards the cannibal forest, although he could let the natives push him away, but in case the fire counterattacked, it was better to run faster alone.

Wei Youqing stopped on the isolation belt, trying to urge Xia Zijue, a small flame hit the old tree not far away, the vines on the old tree burned, Wei Youqing heard a burst of cheers from the natives behind him.

Wei Youqing's heart settled down, so many natives watched, if he couldn't burn this forest, his prestige would definitely be greatly reduced. He urged Xia Zijue again and again, hitting the left, center, and right directions.

The fire was raging, but last night those souls had left the dried corpses, and now in this wood, there was only the smell of charred trees and dried corpses, and black smoke billowing off, and it had been burning for three days and three nights.

The fire did not spread, and no matter whether there was wind outside or not, the fire went straight up, and black smoke curled up into the sky. The people of the native tribe came from different directions to see the excitement, and this small area was full of all kinds of native people.

Wei Youqing returned to the slave tribe, and occasionally the tribal leaders came to visit, including the leader of the ant tribe Na Dragon, and the two girls, Na Mantis and Na Mantis, who had met before. Ji Python, the leader of the snake clan, also came, and the two leaders met and greeted each other politely, without seeing any contradictions.

The tribal leader of the Eagle Clan, who was also the mother of Wa Cricket, named Wa Hong, came with his son to see Wei Youqing. According to the idea of the Han people, these tribes have in-laws with each other, but it is obvious that they do not care about these relatives, and Nu Die does not treat Wa Hong differently and acts as a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

On the third day of the fire, Nuhan also came from the Chengsheng Temple, and saw Wei Youqing happily playing with the master of his suit, the slave grasshopper, and said with a smile: "Youqing, after this incident, no one on Pearl Island dares to underestimate you, the priest who will set the divine fire." ”