Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu

Chapter 95 Enemies (1)

Su Muhe lifted the curtain of the tent and looked at the sky above the snow-capped mountains.

The setting sun inlaid a layer of gold on the blue sky, and covered half of the snow-capped mountains with warm colors.

This is a scene he has never seen in Qianzhou.There are few high mountains on the grassland, and the sky and the ground are covered with whiteness like this. In his impression, it is only when the white hair blows.

He couldn't help but think of the oldest myth among the barbarians: when the world was not divided, Geriletu, the mother of light, lived in the boulder deep in the snow-capped mountains, gestating light and heat. She was the god of stone, the god of fire and the mother of light. .

Later, Dedema, the Goddess of the Earth, found this stone in the snow-capped mountains. In order to liberate Geriletu from the stone, she took the boulder away from the snowy area and placed it on the highest mountain on the grassland - Shizu Mountain. The top of the mountain, let the sun shine on it, let the warm wind blow it, give her light and heat, and help her awaken her power.

However, suddenly leaving the suppression of the snow mountain, the light and heat accumulated in Geriletu suddenly burst out, and the huge boulder burned blazingly on Shizu Mountain.

In the end, the heat melted Geriletu's limbs, his eyes turned into sun and moon, his hair turned into grass, and his sweat turned into streams and rivers. The stones that bred the flames gained life in the flames and became the original people, this is the birth of the barbarian.

Resolute as a rock, withstood the test of fire, this is them, the strongest nation in Kyushu forever.

Su Muhe felt a little funny: he is the shaman of the Gale Department, but it was the first time he saw the snow-capped mountains in Leizhou.

"Cough, cough, wine, wine, mother's milk, bring wine, Sumuhe, bring wine to the old man." The old shaman lying on the bed shouted to him while coughing.

Su Muhe felt even more ridiculous, thinking of the most ancient and sacred myths of the barbarians, which was told to him by the old man after he was drunk.

At that time, every time he stole a jug of wine, the old man would tell him a story.Later, the men who had the wine stolen all came to Xingshi to inquire about their crimes, but the old man fell asleep irresponsibly.

People beat Su Mu together.After all, they didn't dare to really beat the big shaman of Gale Department.

"Teacher, you forgot, we've finished all the wine in the shed." Su Muhe said.

"Then go and ask for it from Lu Peng, where he has the most wine."

"Teacher, you forgot." Su Muhe's expression darkened: "Brother Chaolu is dead."

"Ah—" The old shaman seemed to be awake a little bit suddenly: "By the way, he died. He died if the old man didn't save him."

The old man's voice was sad, and Su Muhe couldn't bear it when he heard it, and said: "But the old master rescued the patriarch. Brother Chaolu knows that the old master rescued the patriarch, so he won't blame the old master."

"Ha, it's strange, it's not strange, it's all the same, they are all dead. No matter him, wine, Su Hemu, bring wine to the old man."

Su Muhe got up helplessly: "Okay, then I'll go to Uncle Wuliji's shed to watch, if he refuses to give it to me, I'll also... find a way to get some wine."

Su Muhe walked out of the tent door, and countless tents were lined up at the foot of the snow-capped mountain in the south. Men from the Gale Department hooked up, eating and wrestling together. The sun shone on their backs, illuminating each blue tattoo.

The pattern of the eagle is shining in the sun, and Su Muhe knows that the tattoo is not only a symbol of the tribe.Tattoos are the life of a barbarian man.

Affected by martial arts, the strength of a barbarian warrior's force will always be reflected by the color of the tattoo on his back.Red dragon horse, orange cow, yellow bear, green crocodile, green python, blue fish, purple frog, this is a popular saying on the grasslands, used to explain the order of tattoo colors.

The patriarch Pangula and his teacher father and great shaman Uhesa are the only two "red dragon horses" in the tribe. Below are the five warriors Chaolu, Uliji, Naqin, Babu, Xurigan, and five warriors. Shaman Chagan, Luo Liqin, Hasen, Du Rilang, Yi Liza, also known as "Ten Orange Bulls", followed by yellow bears, green crocodiles... only there is no purple frog, in Gale Department, at the age of 14, If you can't cultivate to blue fish, you will be abandoned.

When Su Muhe was 14 years old, he was still a "purple frog".

He survived because the old shaman said that he was the most talented shaman seed in the tribe.

He is 16 years old and is the only "green python" in the tribe below.

Walking to Uliji's shed, Su Muhe promised that the old shaman would take care of him on the battlefield, borrowed wine, and returned to his tent, but the old shaman had already fallen asleep.

Su Muhe was helpless, put down the wine, sat on the ground and fiddled with some spells to pass the time.

His magic weapon is a khaki gourd, from which Su Muhe poured a lot of soil, and then squeezed out various shapes, including horses, bridges, and houses...

Su Muhe likes making houses the most. Every time he followed the tribe to invade the villages and towns of the Song Dynasty, he would pay special attention to the style of those buildings.

He secretly hid a dream in these clods of soil, that one day, a city like the great city of the Song Dynasty could be built on the grassland.

His small street was about to be finished, but at this moment, his eyes darkened.

"Guess, who am I?" said the man who blindfolded him.

"Brother Guijin, stop teasing me." Su Muhe said.

"No, I'm Thirteen."

"Thirteen?"

Guijin let go of Su Muhe's eyes, Su Muhe hurriedly turned his head: "Why are you called Thirteen?"

Guijin smiled and said: "This is my Song Dynasty name, isn't it amazing?" Then he lay on Su Muhe's back all of a sudden, "Huh, I'm exhausted."

Su Muhe didn't expect that this person who was always so shrewd and refused to endure a little bit of hardship and put in a little effort, would show a tired look on his pretty face, and asked strangely: "Aren't you with Mr. Shenshi? How come? Are you here?"

"Don't mention it, Hazar's pig was defeated by Yi Guo people in Tianshui! The angel and I were also separated, so I came to find you by myself."

"Ah!" Su Muhe was taken aback: "The Yanliu Department was defeated? Then, what about their people? Are there any alive?"

"Hey, running away is no different from being dead. In the grasslands in the future, there will be no name Yanliubu."

"I'm going to tell the patriarch." Su Muhe stood up.

"Don't worry, let me rest for a while, and then deal with your patriarch." Guijin snatched the wine that Su Muhe gave to the old shaman, and said while drinking:

"Actually, I came over a few days ago and met your scout. He said that your Gale Department is now only thinking of digging out the old nests of the Ju people from countless caves.

I went to find out the whereabouts of the Ju people. After all, your patriarch Pangula doesn't believe in the envoy of the gods. If you want him to protect me on the land of Leizhou, you have to show some practical benefits.

I can speak Songchao dialect, so I went to the village in Xueling to inquire. After the inquiring, I killed all the people in the village so as not to reveal my whereabouts. How interesting it is to bite to death!

I even sneaked into Ju's army and was about to follow them into the mountains, but just a little bit, just a little bit, a soldier came out and blocked me.Ah, the hateful guy, the funny guy. "

A ferocious look appeared on Guijin's face: "He said his name is Ye Ziqi, haha, he doesn't understand what it means to tell a barbarian his name.

do you know?Sumuhe, I am also a barbarian.Every barbarian is a born hunter.He told me his name, that is to become my prey, and he will definitely be killed by me in the end.Ha ha! "

Guijin drank all the wine given to the old shaman.Su Muhe stopped him several times to no avail, he just felt helpless, although he was one year older than Guijin, but facing this person, he always felt that there was nothing he could do about him.

"So, have you finally found the home of the Ju people?" Su Muhe asked.

"Ha!" Guijin threw down the jug, smashed the "small street" that Su Muhe had finally piled up, and said with a smile: "Say goodbye to these little toys of yours, and take me to meet your patriarch."

　Another chapter tonight

　　
　
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