Chapter 467 Shaman (Second update)
The tribe that rules Gegen Gol is Hylasu. Their leader claims to have the blood of the Golden Family and is of the same origin as Guldo, the Great Khan of the Golden Account, so he has the title of "King of the Sun".
There are many descendants of the contemporary Great Sun King, and Agula is the most inconspicuous among them. His mother was a slave girl who was dragged into the king's tent when the Great Sun King was drunk.
Among his brothers and sisters, he is the one with the humblest background and the least likely to inherit and divide the tribe. Based on this, he has a harmonious relationship with most people. In addition, he has the blood of the Golden Family, so ordinary grassland people will naturally look up to him. , so his status is neither high nor low, and his life is pretty good.
"Agula himself was average in martial arts talent, but he gave birth to a good son, whom he called Alsleng. He had great hope of making his father more powerful than his son, so he spent a huge amount of family wealth to have Alsleng become his teacher to a powerful warrior. He was in his early twenties. The seven orifices had already been opened, and the inner world was beginning to take shape. Even the Great Sun King expressed concern, but unexpectedly, he was targeted by the Wolf King, and his throat was pinched with a claw in Ge Gengol's tent. "
Wu En led Meng Qi through one tent after another and introduced the situation to him casually, "Because of his insufficient status and the fact that Alsileng aroused the hatred of his uncles and brothers, although the exterior scenes of the Hylasu tribe are said to be Revenge, but in fact it was just a perfunctory treatment, which chilled Agula and secretly joined the Wolf Killing Club. "
Because some of Agula's shady southern goods and fur business had to go through Lao Uen, he accidentally discovered this matter.
"The Wolf King is actually very particular about the targets he chooses to kill... Meng Qi paid attention to this.
The Wolf King has never killed any direct shaman or descendant of the Golden Tent of the Immortality Sect, nor even anyone related to the Grandmaster. Look at Alslen, although there is a top expert in the Hylasu tribe, he is envied by others. The object, the father is an unappreciated descendant.
Wu En didn't care too much and said with a smile: "Without this kind of consciousness, the Wolf King would have become livestock food long ago. Even if he has secret skills and is cautious, if he is targeted by a powerful shaman or a master of the Golden Horde, he can't hide it even once. How many times can I hide my whereabouts?"
Maybe he can avoid the unprovoked part of seemingly random killings. The Wolf King is very well-informed... Meng Qiruo thought thoughtfully.
Wu En stopped at a few tents, stepped forward, smiled and said a few words to the guarding warrior, and gave him a silver cake.
While Wu En was working, Meng Qi was not idle, looking around casually. They were all separated from other tents at a certain distance, surrounded by warrior guards, and there were hidden stakes in the dark. The gaps at the top of the tents seemed to be There is also a secret guard hidden away.
The horses, cattle, sheep, etc. are all arranged in an orderly manner without any clutter, and the servants and slaves coming and going are also in order.
"Agula should not be underestimated, he can be considered a talent..." Meng Qi did not feel contempt for Agula because of his poor martial arts qualifications. Instead, he felt that Agula had extremely high command ability from the details.
After a while, the guards came out and let Wu En and Meng Qi in.
After opening the tent, Meng Qi's mind naturally showed the situation inside. There were definitely people standing and hiding where there should be guards.
The ground was covered with a thick blanket, which was very comfortable to walk on. Instead of sitting cross-legged like ordinary prairie people, Agula arranged a red table and stools in the style of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Copper stoves were placed on the table and at the four corners of the tent. , burning red, warming the cold winter.
Without the surrounding tents, Meng Qi would have thought that he had returned to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It seemed that the prairie aristocrats' love of southern goods was not a lie.
"Wun, didn't I tell you not to come to me if you have nothing to do?" Agula's deep voice sounded like it came from his chest and abdomen.
Judging from his appearance alone, he is a middle-aged and stout ordinary prairie man, but the shining jade ring on his hand and his steady eyes reveal his identity.
In addition to the other guards, there is a person standing behind Agula. He is tall and burly, with sparse hair and bulging muscles full of strength. Many black and blue shaman patterns can be seen on the exposed skin. I don't know if they are tattoos or have some other mysterious powers. .
Wu En looked at the guards around him and said with a smile: "I have some personal matters to bother Taiji, I don't know..."
Agula's face darkened, and he waved his hand, asking all the guards in the light and in the dark to leave the tent, except for the burly man behind him and the person who might be hiding on the top of the tent.
"No matter what secrets you have, you can tell them now." Agula said solemnly.
Wu En pointed at Meng Qi and said bluntly: "He has a grudge against the Wolf King and wants to join the Wolf Killing Club."
"Damn you lowly slave, how dare you leak this!" Agula was furious, picked up the whip on the table, and was about to lash out.
With a calm and calm appearance, he can be quite intimidating when angry.
But this is of no use to Wu En. We are just partners. He smiled and took a step back: "Brother Zhebie is very skilled in swordsmanship and saved the old man's goods. With him joining us, wouldn't he be more powerful to deal with the Wolf King?"
Meng Qi couldn't think of a good name for the grassland, so he called himself "Zhe Farewell". After Wu En mentioned him, he looked at Agula with a cold look, put his right hand on the handle of the knife, and made a gesture of five steps with blood splattering.
"Farewell..." Agula narrowed his eyes.
The burly man behind him snorted coldly: "Excellent swordsmanship? Humph, I don't know how many people who are skilled in swordsmanship have died at the hands of the Wolf King."
Agula waved his hand to signal him to shut up, his voice seemed to be rolling in his throat:
"What grudge do you have against the Wolf King? Where do you come from?"
"And our Wolf Killing Association has strict rules. If you don't have the corresponding strength or ability, you will definitely not be allowed to join. You can only provide us with information."
He was wary of this sudden "Zhe Farewell" and was not optimistic about his strength!
"Wandering swordsman, none of his relatives or friends died at the hands of the Wolf King..." Meng Qi paused deliberately.
"Then what's the deep hatred between you and him?" Agula was a little surprised.
Meng Qi tried to be as concise and concise as possible to avoid exposing the flaws in the prairie dialect: "I was attacked by him."
"What?" Shocked voices came from both Agula and the burly man behind him.
Even Wu En was quite shocked, because it was the first time he heard about this. This green-striped head catcher could survive the wolf king's sneak attack. No wonder he dared to go to the grassland to chase the wolf king!
There were definitely not many people who could survive the wolf king's sneak attack less than half a step away. The entire grassland was no more than ten fingers away. Most of them were because there were helpers nearby. The wolf king missed a single hit and immediately ran away.
The burly man said rudely: "Heaven will live forever, and those who lie will die from the mouth of a wolf! Because the Wolf King is not here, you dare to lie randomly?"
He obviously didn't believe that the wandering swordsman on the other side who was not strong enough or powerful enough could escape from the Wolf King. Just bragging, he could say that he killed the Wolf King until he was pissed off. Anyway, the Wolf King couldn't come out to clarify.
Agula frowned, but he had the same view in his heart, and said to Wu En: "Zhebie's origin is unknown, and his hatred with the Wolf King cannot be verified. Even if I recommend him, others may not agree."
He declined politely.
Meng Qi took a step forward and said calmly: "Which of you has ever seen the Wolf King take action?"
The scene suddenly froze a little, and Agula was silent for a moment before saying: "When Alsileng was killed, Batu was in his tent."
The tall and burly Batu turned a little pale when he recalled the past. It seemed that he often had nightmares because of this. His voice was no longer strong, but slightly weak: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I felt it. He was like an evil ghost." , a wild wolf that has become a spirit... Eternal life is in the sky..."
"Then try it." Meng Qi cherished his words like gold and his expression was extremely cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole tent suddenly went dark, and Batu found that the wandering swordsman in front of him was missing.
Immediately, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, as if there was an invisible knife sticking there.
He suddenly stepped forward, turned around, and swung his right arm, his muscles bulging, and the strong wind overflowed, making a muffled sound in the air.
But it can only hit the air.
The cool breeze was blowing, and it was still on the back of the neck, and the sharp sword energy seemed to still be hanging there.
This time, Batu chose to pounce forward, the scorpion tail swung, and the whip legs crackled, but he still kicked to the empty space. It seemed that there was really no one behind him, only the invisible evil ghost!
Time and time again, Batu was unable to escape the entanglement of evil spirits and escape from nightmares.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his fists and feet became more and more messy, and the dark green shaman pattern on his skin made him full of energy, but what's the use of not finding the enemy?
Suddenly, he saw Agula's face, which was a face full of shock. His figure was reflected in his pupils, but there was still no one behind him!
"Yes, it's the Wolf King!" Batu finally choked out these words.
What Agula saw was completely different. "Zhe Farewell" had been walking slowly behind Batu. When he went forward, he followed him, and when he turned around, he was still behind him. When Batu kicked his legs back, he took a step to the side at will. , and when Batu looked at his pupils, he suddenly aimed at the center, hiding himself tightly with the help of Batu's tall and burly figure.
The whole process was like playing a hide-and-seek game with children, but Batu, who was covered in sweat and extremely frightened, made it all weird and shocking.
Agula took a breath: "Brother Jebie, I believe you have fought against the Wolf King."
Otherwise, there is no way to make Batu mistakenly think he is the Wolf King, and for a master of this level, the title is naturally different.
"Can I join the Wolf Killing Club?" Meng Qi asked briefly.
"It's okay to have hatred against the Wolf King, but Brother Zhebie, your origin is unclear, and I'm afraid you won't be believed by others, unless you are willing to swear under the witness of the shaman not to reveal the internal affairs of the Wolf Killing Association and not to harm other members." Agula put forward more stringent requirements.
Meng Qi nodded lightly: "Okay."
Actually agreed? Wu En was a little puzzled. It was not easy to make an oath witnessed by a shaman!
Agula smiled and sent his bodyguard to invite an ordinary shaman he knew well. He seemed not to be afraid that he would know about the Wolf Killing Club.
This shaman was wearing a pale green robe with many patterns on it. He was thin and his eyes were higher than his head.
When all the people believe in the Immortal Heaven and many totems, shamans are the spokespersons of the gods. In addition to the descendants of the Golden Family, even the heads of the tribes must pay three respects to them.
The shaman held the totem of the Hailasu tribe in his hand, moved his lips, and muttered something for a while, his eyes slightly black and blue, and then asked Meng Qi to swear an oath.
Fortunately, Agula had said the content of the oath before, otherwise Meng Qi really didn't know how to say it in Prairie dialect. After slowly reciting it, he saw a black light blooming in the shaman's eyes, and then his body felt like an illusion, and he sensed the underworld. A line of cause and effect extends towards him, and the other end is the totem in the shaman's hand.
From the beginning, he has been using the secret technique of cause and effect from Sikong Tu to prevent ghosts!
It’s just before twelve o’clock