Left bank

Old Mao was an explorer when he was young. He was strong and handsome. He had been to many places. Despite the difficulties, the two remained the same, but Wu Yuan loved him

The old hat didn't pierce the Zeng paper until they reached Shenshan, where they almost died

It is not cold in the temple on Mount Shen. There are many disciples here. The old ones shaved their hair, while the young ones kept it on. The young ones only left a small wisp of fetal hair behind their heads.

Only the shaman here can speak a little bit of the middle, the shaman is the god here, the god they enshrine, the shaman is selected by the Pantar god for generations, and there will be runes on their backs

And the shaman of this generation is the person in front of him who stumbles in speaking Chinese, he thinks this person is really interesting

Lao Mao'er is not called Lao Mao'er, he doesn't know what his name is, he's just an orphan, Wu Yuan is a poor person, her stepfather still beat her, she said he killed her mother

The shaman is also pitiful, a discarded baby, the old shaman passed away suddenly after they picked it up, and runes appeared on the back of the baby, and the runes on the back of the whole back

In Shenshan, the more runes the shaman carries on his back, the higher his merit, the boundless mana, and the more accurate the prophecy will be.

When he saw the shaman, he was already able to speak the scriptures, but he couldn't understand the Xinjiang language, and he always felt that there was a dazzling light

He's an explorer and likes bright things

The shaman is lively and connected with the thoughts of the outside world, relying on the books left by the predecessors. The shaman likes to study and study. When he meets the old hat, he asks about everything he doesn't understand.

As the distance got closer for a while, the old hat felt that the shaman was no different from ordinary people, and they often stuck together

From Wu Yuan's point of view, this is the case, but women have a strong sixth sense and feel that it is not good

no one cares

But Wu Yuan was right on point, Wu Yuan’s injury was not fully healed, he was too close to the shaman during the day, thinking it was about time to pierce the paper, so he went to Lao Mao’er’s house at night

saw dirty things

The shaman was messing around in the old hat's arms emotionally, and his smile was a bit dazzling