The Heavenly Official’s back-up plan

I had spent half a day in front of the altar thinking about the question, but now I seemed to have vaguely found the answer.

For my own good?

The common people in Wei were not so kind.

It seems that he wants me to carry something. There is something wrong with that altar!

He didn't dare to kill me and let the Wei family completely die out. He probably hasn't become so crazy yet. Of course, if I hadn't let Mr. Suo take away my vagina, it would have been obtained by the common people of Wei on the way.

It’s hard to say that a group of women left behind an heir after a lot of tossing. As for what he said about fear and the like, I still have to put a question mark on what he said. That’s why I firmly refuse to do so.

The reason for leaving an heir is related to the attitude of the common people in Wei towards me!!

For now, I am at least 90% sure that he will never kill me.

Therefore, as for what he asked me to carry, I think 80% of the things he asked me to carry would not threaten my life.

My expression was uncertain, and my eyes subconsciously drifted outside.

In front of a thatched hut, a tengu is sitting on the ground, grinning widely and bragging in ritual inscriptions, telling stories about gods that it has randomly spun. Beside it, there is a figure with a well-proportioned figure, slender thighs, and a ring of animal fangs around its neck.

The wild woman who wears the necklace is translating it. This woman is the disciple of the priest, the next generation of priest, and her name is Xia. A large group of women are surrounding it and listening to its bragging. Several women are combing its hair carefully like servants.

Anyway, it is the dog next to the messenger of the gods. It is completely normal for it to be able to talk, and it does not need to be restrained.

This dog loves beauty, but is not lewd. It is completely different from Xing Guili's dead dog. It brags to the sky, not to find opportunities to take advantage of others, but simply to enjoy the adoring eyes of these Manco people. I think it is

Following Wei Laoliu, he was a bit psychopathic after being abused and scapegoated all year round, so he had an urgent psychological need for the admiration of others.

Seeing that it didn't pay too much attention to me, I waved to the priest. The priest heard the string and understood its elegant meaning, and immediately came over. Then my lips moved and I asked in a low and inaudible voice: "Last night I

Did the dog talk to you when it was brought in by the soldiers? Did you tell it this?"

The priest quickly shook his head and whispered in the same voice: "Soldiers are going to fight. I know there will be many injured people. I have been preparing wound medicine. Moreover, I used witch medicine and I also need to make a lot of arrangements. I always pay attention to it.

You can't leave at all. After you arrived, I only visited you once and then went to work. After all, there were too many injured people. My first priority at the time was to let more soldiers survive as soon as possible, so I didn't have time.

Talk to it more."

My eyes flickered and I asked again: "The priest who dreamed about Veracoca, did he record those strange gestures made by the dragon?"

"Of course it was recorded. It was the oracle of Veracoca. How could it be ignored?"

The priest hurriedly said: "It's just that we couldn't make those gestures at all, so the priest carved them on a stone. Only priests of all generations can see that stone, and it will never be publicized to the outside world. Even the chiefs don't know its meaning.

exist."

"Then... did that dog go to your place and ask you for this thing? Well, after it came down early today, did it go to your place or mention this to you?"

"No, after he left the altar, he played with the children in the tribe for a while. The children asked him about Huaka's great deeds, but he didn't understand. I thought that Huaka's deeds might make the suffering tribesmen feel a little better.

Some, I asked my disciple Xia to translate it, and then he kept saying these things there without leaving even a step."

"..."

My mind became more active. So, does Wei Laoliu know about the dragon entering his dream?

He knew the altar very well, but his knowledge of the Manco people was very limited, and he could not even find the real location of the Manco people. Therefore, there was a high probability that he got information about the altar from other channels.

The story of the dragon entering dreams was only spread among the priests of the Manco people and was very secretive.

In other words, it is very likely that he does not know about Shenlong entering the dream, let alone the fact that the Quasi-Tianguan left several handprints!!

To be fair, if he knew this, then when the Tengu came in, his first reaction would definitely be to find the stone that the priest wanted to record the handprints on... But the Tengu didn't do that.

"I need to see that rock."

I looked at the priest and said, "Only you and I know about this matter, and we can't tell any third person."

The priest nodded quickly: "I'll get it for you right now."

After saying that, she left.

I looked at her back and fell into deep thought——

What fingerprints did Quasi-Tianguan leave behind? The dream suddenly shattered, indicating that even if it had residual consciousness at that time, it was very limited. It only left fingerprints and disappeared before it could be explained clearly. However, these fingerprints must be very special.

Important, it is most likely related to Tianqi!!

"Wei Shuren, Wei Shuren, you have done all the tricks, but you didn't expect that there would be such a loophole, right? You pushed me to the position of the messenger of the gods, and now all Manco people unswervingly trust me, not you.

, which actually leaves me room to act."

I thought to myself.

Not long after, the priest came in, still wrapped in animal skins, and a stone slab the size of a floor tile was hidden in her arms. She had come around in a detour, and the tengu, who was obsessed with the adoring eyes of everyone, did not notice it.

There are more than 30 handprints recorded on the stone slab. I determined almost at a glance that these handprints were Tianguanjue. Several of them were found in the Tianguan Handprint left by Wei Boyan. These handprints were without exception the same as his own.

It is related to blood, earth spirit beads, and communication medium. In other words, the function of this set of hand seals must be related to these three points, but I am not sure where it points specifically.

"Okay, take the slate away and destroy it immediately when you get back!"

After I read it and took note of the fingerprints, I told the priest this.

The priest was a little hesitant, but probably thinking of the identity of the messenger of the gods, he finally agreed happily.

After that, I studied these Tianguanjue mudras over and over again.

When night fell, there was a noise in the tribe, and a group of Manco people with crude weapons entered the tribe. Most of them were strong men, and there were also a small number of women, but very few, only a few in number.

Looks like ten people.

Manco warriors from other tribes in the valley arrived, along with their chiefs and priests.

That night, I met these chiefs and priests and had a pleasant conversation. I learned that these were only some of the tribes and that tribes further away were still on the way.

The next day, the altar on the hill calmed down and the blood mist in the sky disappeared.

The blood of the warriors who died that night was swallowed up, but the appearance of the altar did not change much. It still needed more blood.

In the following time, an endless stream of Manco soldiers arrived here, and I was also recuperating.

Half a month later, my energy and blood had basically recovered, and all the Manco warriors in the valley gathered in front of me. There were more than 3,200 people in total. With my order, these people dispersed.

They formed small teams one by one and went into the jungle. Compared to the vast Amazon jungle, these people were almost a drop in the ocean.

Yes, I finally decided to follow Wei Laoliu's plan, but it was not for him, I just wanted these people to survive a little longer. For half a month, I lived in this tribe, and their children were under my knees.

Playing, those sad women tried their best to take care of my daily life. They were short of food, but in order to let me recover as soon as possible, they still ventured to hunt in the jungle. For this reason, six or seven more people were captured by the fanatical believers.

, peel off the scalp, chop off the head, dig out the heart...

I am not a hard-hearted person. Even if I know that they regard me as a god and do this, I still cannot remain indifferent.

Even if my existence only allows a few more of them to survive and a few more of those fanatical believers to die, it is still worth it.

Youyoutian's heart is unpredictable, and his fate is unpredictable. Throughout his life, a man should look up to heaven and bow down to the earth, do no harm to the common people, and be worthy of Taoism. Even if his body dies, there is nothing to fear!

This is what my master taught me.

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