Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Basalt armor?

Qin Youyou almost laughed out loud, the Black Tortoise Armor was right on her.

But... apart from the Luo Xie and his five brothers, no one else knows about it, so doesn't that mean it's just where it is?

Qin Youyou glanced at the side with heartache. There were several children standing there with their arms bandaged in layers, bulging bellies and thin limbs.

When she thought about the children here still eating mice, she felt it was a sin.

Regardless of whether the shamans are pawns of the Holy Light Temple, they should not bring harm to the children.

They practice witchcraft, don't eat grains, and only eat raw meat and drink blood. But look at the children, they are so hungry, and there is no telling how many parasites are growing in their bloated stomachs.

She originally wanted to say that the Black Tortoise Armor was in the hands of Wei Batian on the Far North Island, and trick these guys into going to the Far North Island, and then join forces with Bingbing and the sea beasts to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Or he could trick these guys into helping Ji Wu and his uncle find treasures, and then steal them away once they find them.

But now, because of the child, she suddenly changed her mind.

Qin Youyou glanced at Zhao Sha timidly, then leaned closer to the five Luo Xie brothers. "I, I told you, clan leader, please don't hit me."

"Why should I hit you? Just tell me." Zhao Sha felt that she was puzzled.

Qin Youyou swallowed her saliva and said, "That... Black Tortoise Armor is in this village!"

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

Zhao Sha was furious. "What nonsense are you talking about? The Black Tortoise lives in the Arctic Ocean. There's an island in the Arctic Ocean where the peerless and powerful Wei Batian lives. If you ask me, there's an 80% chance that Wei Batian possesses the Black Tortoise Armor!"

Qin Youyou looked at Zhao Sha in surprise.

The little thing is quite well-informed.

Zhao Sha had wanted to bite Wei Batian for a long time. When he finally found an opportunity, he was determined not to let go.

Moreover, he had a basis for his argument and was not talking nonsense. It was much more reliable than what this girl said about the Black Tortoise Armor in the village.

This is funny, how could there be Black Tortoise Armor in his village?

Xuanwu has never been here again.

However, there has always been a rumor in the Arctic City that Wei Batian went to the Arctic Ocean and found the Black Tortoise Armor, and many heads of large families saw it at that time.

Zhao Sha secretly swore that this time, he must convince the gods' messengers to skin Wei Batian alive!

Qin Youyou didn't give him face.

"I just said Third Auntie was pregnant with twins, and you guys didn't believe me. You're getting slapped in the face."

Then he looked at the gods' messengers and said, "You are looking for the Black Tortoise Armor for urgent matters. If it is already in this village, why go so far?"

The gods thought it made sense.

But I still think this is too mysterious.

How could a mere shaman village possess the Black Tortoise Armor?

After they thought about it, they came to a unanimous decision: "Ask the Shaman Snake again."

Zhao Sha agreed immediately.

He was sure that there was no Black Tortoise Armor in the village. Even if there was one, he would definitely create the illusion that it didn't exist!

He had to let the Shaman Snake hit this girl in the face so that he could draw the attention of the gods to Wei Batian.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

Zhao Sha started dancing again, the bells jingling, he grabbed a boy, tore off the gauze on his hand, and was about to cut his wrist again.

Qin Youyou's face changed and she rushed over to stand in front of the child.

He said coldly, "Wouldn't it be more pious for the patriarch to use his own blood?"

Zhao Sha narrowed his eyes.

This girl always ruins his plans, and I don't know what her intentions are.

The boy's father, Zhao Xun, fell to his knees and begged for mercy: "Chief, my son has been bled three times in the past four days. No more."

Zhao Sha's face was full of viciousness: "Sacrificing the blood of a young child will make the Shaman Snake's predictions more accurate."

"Nonsense, I don't need a child sacrifice to make predictions." Qin Youyou didn't believe it and looked at the big snake pretending to be blind: "Snake, do you need the blood of a child to make predictions?"

The big snake froze in fear.

He shook his head from side to side like a rattle.

It doesn't know, it knows nothing.

Although the blood of a young child is indeed very fragrant, it would prefer it if it were fed with spiritual fruits.

Qin Youyou sneered. Well, it turned out that the clan leader was just talking nonsense.

Even the tribesmen below had their expressions changed slightly after seeing the Shaman Snake shake its head.

Since it’s not the blood of young children that’s more effective, then why has the village chief been letting children’s blood all this time? Is it intentional?

Zhao Xun frowned slightly and protected his son behind him.

No one noticed that the blue veins on his forehead and arms were quietly bulging, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Sha.

Qin Youyou asked the Shaman Snake again: "Then would it be more effective if we used the blood of the patriarch for the sacrifice?"

Zhao Sha narrowed his eyes.

This girl, does she have a grudge against me? Why does she have to mess with him?

The big snake was stunned.

The old man's blood is disgusting, so it doesn't want to drink it.

But... judging from what this big guy said, he hopes it will nod.

Life is at stake.

It stuck out its tongue obediently and nodded its head like a chick pecking at rice.

Zhao Sha froze.

He actually didn't know that the Shaman Snake really had this habit?

The tribesmen were also stunned.

Is that really the case?

It turns out that the patriarch could have used his own blood for the sacrifice, but he chose to use his children's.

All the past events came to the minds of the tribesmen, and for a moment, everyone was outraged.

"Zhao Sha, you're going too far. The children don't have enough to eat on a regular basis, and you're still using their blood for sacrifice. Don't you know how many children in the clan have died over the years because of this?"

"My poor Da Ya and Er Ya, they were killed by you, the heartless clan leader!"

"And my sons, Ox and Tiger, died before they even reached the age of eight!"

"Zhao Sha, you raised your own daughter well, making her fair and tender, and even married her to a city dweller. Yet, you sacrificed our child and said it was the will of the shaman snake. Turns out, it was all a lie!"

Finally, their eyes reddened as they shouted in unison: "Zhao Sha, bleed! Sacrifice!"

The drumbeats are as urgent as heavy rain.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Feeling the urging of his clansmen, Zhao Sha's face became extremely ugly.

It feels like being roasted on a fire, with no way to escape. It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

Luo Jixie grew impatient, narrowing his eyes viciously and urging, "What are you waiting for, Chief? Why don't you bleed me now?"

Zhao Sha gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Youyou fiercely. He would remember this grudge.

But he did not dare to act rashly in front of the gods' messengers.

He forced a smile, walked slowly to the bowl, cut open his skin, and collected half a bowl of blood.

Qin Youyou rolled her eyes.

When this guy bleeds a child, he uses half a bowl, but when he bleeds himself, he only uses less than half a bowl. He is so good to himself, but he is so generous to other people's children.

Of course, Qin Youyou was not the only one who saw this scene. When the tribesmen looked at the small half bowl of blood, all kinds of unfair emotions surged in their hearts.

The previous resentment did not subside because of Zhao Sha's bloodletting. Instead, it became more and more turbulent under the calm appearance.

After Zhao Sha had bled the snake and bandaged it, he danced and placed the bowl in front of the snake, prostrating himself reverently. "Honorable Shaman Snake, please tell the messengers that there is no Black Tortoise Armor in my Shaman Village."

He was careful when he said this.

If the big snake nodded, it would confirm that there was "indeed" no Black Tortoise Armor in this village.

If the big snake shakes its head, it can also be interpreted as there is "no" Black Tortoise Armor in the village.