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"Seymore, get out of the way." Cecilia frowned slightly as she looked at the man standing in front of her.

"Cecilia, you can't bring people of unknown origin into the tribe at will." The man said in a deep voice, "Now not only the nearby tribes, but even the people on the other side are coveting our territory, you will Danger to the Horde!"

"Seymore, don't make trouble. Their status is honorable. Don't offend the two of them." The young man behind Cecilia interrupted.

Seymour sneered: "Ata, I'm talking to your captain, when is it your turn to interrupt?"

Atta was about to step forward in anger, but was held back by the people around him.

Cecilia glanced at Seymour, then looked back at Feng Xinghe: "My lord envoy, can I ask the divine beast to come out?"

Feng Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and Cecilia is planning to take the initiative to avoid it before he is finished?

He lazily took out the pudding from his pocket and held it up in his hand for everyone to see.

The moment they saw the pudding, all the people nearby were stunned for a moment, and then they knelt down and prayed like the previous people.

Pudding tilted his head: "Wow?"

Feng Xinghe rubbed its head, and put it on Mu Jialan's shoulder. It is really tiring to hold this several tons of weight for a long time.

Seymour's complexion changed again and again, and in the end he got out of the way angrily, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Xinghe and Mu Jialan, and the word "doubt" was almost engraved on his face.

Cecilia led the two of them through the crowd of onlookers to a somewhat remote wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

The sacrificial hut is larger than other huts, and the outside is covered with strange dried animal corpses and dried herbs, and a beautiful big bird is strolling leisurely in the yard.

Cecilia stopped outside the yard, and the smile on her face disappeared.

She looked back at Mu Jialan and Feng Xinghe with a serious expression: "Where did you two come from?"

Feng Xinghe and Mu Jialan looked at each other, then turned to look at Cecilia: "What do you mean?"

Cecilia looked at the two of them: "I know, you are not angels."

"Then you still lead people in your tribe to misunderstand our identities?" Feng Xinghe looked at Cecilia with interest, "You have seen our strength, have you ever thought that maybe you have lured wolves into the house?"

Cecilia looked at Feng Xinghe and suddenly smiled, soft and gentle: "But I also know that you are not bad people."

"Are you sure?" Mu Jialan stood in front of him casually, blocking Cecilia's gaze.

Cecilia glanced at the golden bird of prey circling down outside the window with gentle eyes: "Do you know the name of the bird outside? The Helan bird can read people's hearts. Anyone with malicious intentions will be attacked by it. "

"Then, what is your purpose for bringing us to your tribe?" Feng Xinghe was not worried about being calculated by others.

In the face of absolutely powerful force, all conspiracies and tricks are like snow under the sun, without any threat.

"I hope that the two of you can continue to play the role of envoys."

"The reason?" Feng Xinghe raised his eyebrows.

"As long as I have the blessing and recognition of the envoy, I will have a better chance of becoming the leader of the tribe." Cecilia confessed her purpose frankly, "The tribe does not agree to let a woman be the leader. This has been passed down for thousands of years. The rules, but if you envoys, you can definitely change this rule."

Feng Xinghe looked at the woman in front of him, her desire for power surprised him.

Cecilia waited for his answer.

"What if our answer is rejection?" Feng Xinghe folded his hands on his chest, leaning against the pillars in the wooden house.

"I can make a deal with you, a deal that is absolutely worthwhile." Cecilia looked at Feng Xinghe very firmly.

Feng Xinghe looked back at Mu Jialan, who shrugged dispensably.

"What deal?"

"I know the aircraft you are talking about, and I know where to find the aircraft." Cecilia said softly, "As long as I take the position of leader, I will take you to find that aircraft. If you want to leave this planet , that's the only way."

Only then did Feng Xinghe take a serious look at this woman, Cecilia.

When she heard her first sentence, Feng Xinghe thought she was deceiving them, but after she finished speaking, Feng Xinghe realized that she really knew something.

But he was a little curious. How did Cecilia realize that this world is only one planet in this primitive society where cognition is still limited to myths?Or, who inspired her or simply told her all this?

"How?" Cecilia saw Feng Xinghe was contemplating, and added, "As long as you admit that women can also be leaders as envoys, it's fine, and I will solve other things by myself."

"Deal." Feng Xinghe nodded decisively.

Cecilia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then led the two of them to stop in front of the wooden house and knocked on the wooden door lightly.

The big bird in the yard proudly shook its gorgeous golden-red feathers, and Cecilia immediately praised with a smile: "You are so beautiful today."

"Cuckoo." Big Bird shook his feathers triumphantly and walked away.

"This is a pet raised by the priest." Cecilia turned back and explained to the two, "It can understand human language, and it likes others to praise it."

After a while, the wooden door made a long 'squeak—' and was opened from the inside.

An old man in a black robe poked his head out of the room.

His hair is all white, his face is old, but his black eyes reveal the vicissitudes of life and the wisdom of seeing everything.

He scanned the two of them with gentle eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on Cecilia.

"Master Sacrifice, these two are..."

The priest interrupted Cecilia's words: "An envoy, I know."

Cecilia was taken aback, and then explained in a low voice: "They are not angels, they are just people I found to deceive Seymour and the others."

Although she once revealed her thoughts to the priest, the priest did not agree with her plan at that time.Now she kills first and then plays, and I don't know if the priest will be angry?

The priest stared at Feng Xinghe and Mu Jialan, and then said in a hoarse voice: "My child Cecilia, these two are real envoys, although they may not know it themselves. But I can see that in the future they Will save our world by the power of prophecy."

Cecilia: "???"

Feng Xinghe: "???"

It seems that this is the real magic stick.

The sacrificial priest respectfully let the two into the room.

The inside of the room was tidy and clean, and there were no messy medicinal materials and animal carcasses outside.However, there are wooden cabinets on several walls in the room, filled with various bottles and jars, which should all be made by this priest.

"I made the gods laugh." Seeing Feng Xinghe looking at the bottles and jars on the shelf, the priest introduced in a rambling manner, "These are the potions I made, this is for trauma, this is for bone fractures, this is treating infertility..."

Feng Xinghe: "Ahem."

Cecilia still didn't recover from the shock.

She wanted to find an outsider to pretend to be an envoy to make her qualified to be the leader, and the two people she found happened to be the envoys in the prophecy.

Is there anything more coincidental than this in this world?

"This is to treat men's problems in bed, and it is to help women replenish their strength..."

"About what you just said about the envoy?" Mu Jialan interrupted the priest's rambling introduction, and at the same time suspected that his job might be a counterfeit drug seller.

After hearing the words, the priest served two cups of cloudy red liquid to the two, and then explained the matter.

Feng Xinghe only glanced at it, then calmly pushed the suspicious liquid away a little bit.

When the priest finished explaining, the blue satellite belonging to the night had already risen, and the three of them took their leave.

"Please forgive me, the priest is over 80 years old, and his memory is not very good." Cecilia walked back with the two of them, and the priest babbled all afternoon, but there was very little really useful information.

Bad memory?It must be a good memory, right?

Feng Xinghe stretched his waist, this old man even clearly remembered the huge story structure and relationship context in the fairy tales.After listening to the story for a day, he still remembers only one god of creation among the thousands of gods who appeared in it.

I don’t know if the stories about the origin of each world are roughly similar. There must be a god who created the world in the story, and he let go of it after creating the world.

Feng Xinghe really wanted to know what was their purpose in creating this world?To pass the time?Are all the gods so idle?

In the legend of the Yite tribe, the God of Creation created all things in the world within ten days, allowing them to have laws of operation and obey the laws of nature.Birds fly in the sky, fish swim in the water, and animals run in the forest.

Of course, life and death is also a law.

The same is true for the decline and demise of the tribe. However, the Chuangshi God couldn't bear to lose the life he created, so he left a prophecy, in which the messengers and beasts of God will save the Yite tribe and the world.

"Sacred beast?" Feng Xinghe held the pudding in his hand, squeezed its soft front paws and rubbed its round belly, looking over and over again.

He didn't believe it at first, but when he saw the juvenile body of the devouring beast that seemed to have a low IQ on the prophecy parchment that the priest took out, Feng Xinghe couldn't help but not believe it.

The white dumpling on that painting is almost a replica of pudding.

"Everyone in our tribe has seen this prophecy parchment, so we all know the existence of divine beasts and angels." Cecilia looked at Feng Xinghe with some hesitation.

The feeling of treating a real god as a fake is really quite complicated.

"Anyway, our deal is still valid, don't worry." Feng Xinghe saw the worry in her eyes, and decided directly with a wave of his hand.

Cecilia also promised that she would fight for it. He just opened his mouth and gave her a platform for fair competition.

"This is the temple, which is cleaned every day, and you two can go in to rest. If we need maids, we will choose the most beautiful girls in the tribe to serve you two." Cecilia paused and said.

The beauties in their tribe are well-known in the nearby tribes, and many people from other tribes will travel to the Yite tribe to marry the beauties here.

"No need, gods can't fall in love with you ordinary people, they will be condemned by heaven. Our gods can only be with gods." Mu Jialan told her seriously, and then took Feng Xinghe's hand in Cecilia's. Shaking in front of him.

Cecilia showed a little surprise, then thought of the chaotic love and hatred of the gods in myths and legends, and nodded unconsciously.

Feng Xinghe broke free from Mu Jialan's palm with a dark face, and looked at Cecilia speechlessly.What on earth did you know to make that face?

The corner of Cecilia's mouth raised slightly, and then she suppressed it: "The two girls in the tribe will be very sad."

As soon as these two people appeared in the tribe, they attracted the attention of almost all the girls who had not yet married.

It's not that the men in the tribe are bad, but in comparison, these two people are really outstanding, perfect in any sense.No one can resist the attraction of these two.

"However, the men in your tribe should feel at ease." Mu Jialan seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face.

In fact, if it wasn't for Feng Xinghe's unwillingness, he would have liked to drag people around the tribe to show off his close relationship with Feng Xinghe.

After Cecilia ordered someone to bring the food, she looked at the sky and planned to leave: "Tomorrow the tribe will hold a sacrificial ceremony, and the priest will reveal your identities at the ceremony. The two envoys, please rest earlier .”

Watching Cecilia's figure disappear into the dark blue night, Feng Xinghe looked at the roasted black snake meat, and put the pudding on the ground next to it.

Pudding sniffed the barbecue, pawed the ground a few times to show his disgust, turned around, jumped the window and ran outside to hunt by himself.

Feng Xinghe glanced at the lump of black snake flesh, this snake died really wrongly.

"Let's go out and see what we can eat outside?" Mu Jialan threw the black barbecue out of the window, wiped his hands off the fine clothes on the statue of the god, and asked back.

Feng Xinghe licked the corner of his mouth, the conditions here are not enough, so he can only go to the countryside and do as the Romans do.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the two avoided the night watch team and walked downstream along the river that crossed the grassland.

As soon as they walked to the edge of the tribe, they saw Cecilia and another man standing behind a tall and hidden tree, seeming to be arguing fiercely about something.

The two looked at each other, and chose to lurk silently in the nearby grass about one person tall, hiding their figures and hiding.

The man grabbed Cecilia's shoulder excitedly: "Cecilia, I don't understand why you have changed after leaving the tribe for four years!"

Feng Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, isn't this voice the Seymour who was finding fault during the day?