Hunting College

() Zheng Qing didn't want to become a wriggling mass.

Especially not wanting to accept such a curse for some inexplicable reason. Therefore, he was very cautious in choosing the tribute to worship Bastit.

"How about the salted frog?" Fatty Xin gave his own advice.

"Usa City is not Linzhong Lake, and His Royal Highness Bastit is not the **** of the Murloc tribe." Xiao Xiao first denied it: "It would be a good choice if there are salted rats."

"This really isn't." The fat man checked his watch catalog and shook his head: "Because of the first university underground rat race, the island is very cautious in treating rat products... and in fact, not many people like to eat mice. ."

Zheng Qing glanced at the shiny brown figures subconsciously.

The ancestors trembled in his sight.

The wizard shook his head slightly. Although these fascinated mice looked like mice, no real mice had squid tentacles around their mouths, and no mice used to tap their chests to communicate with each other.

Instead of angering the gods with fakes, it is better to give up this flattering approach.

"How about salted toffee? Or mint juice? I heard cats like mint... or Lourdes' holy water is also good. I still have a lot of stock here." Fatty Xin continued to check the list on his watch.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath.

"Catnip is not mint," he tried to control his expression and tone: "In addition, there has never been a precedent for offering salted taffy to the gods..."

"Outer gods shouldn't like the holy water of Lourdes," Xiao said with a smile: "It's like someone visiting your house and bringing you a bucket of aqua regia as a gift."

The holy water of Lourdes is a magic potion used by wizards to clean up pollution from the depths of the starry sky. The effect is very significant. But as Xiao Xiao said, because of this effect, it may not be popular with those old gods.

"Wang Shui is very good. It is very useful for experimentation." The fat man murmured in a low voice, and then noticed the horrible look in the young man's eyes. Chicken legs, pork knuckles, roasted chicken, roasted duck, sausages, dried meat... Chicken can be sliced, braised, marinated, fried, grilled, steamed..."

"Is it all eaten?" Zheng Qing couldn't help interrupting the fat man: "Are there any pigs' heads? A whole one? Or bull's heads will do."

"Do you want to offer three sacrifices?" The fat man was keenly aware of the wizard's intention.

"I think this is the safest sacrifice." Zheng Qing answered cautiously.

Xiao Xiao shook his head, and also rejected Zheng Qing's ideas: "It is not certain whether there are pigs, cows, or sheep in the real world in the fantasy dreamland. Even if there are, we should worship Bastit’s junior or minor sacrifices, or maybe Three animals in the Jade Department? Pig, cow, sheep, fish, chicken, deer, deer, deer...how should we choose?"

Zheng Qing's head was a little big.

He only knew that the three sacrifices used for sacrifice were also ancient rituals in the magical world, but he didn't know that there were so many exquisites.

"Then do you have any other suggestions?" He looked around, trying to brainstorm: "It's not limited to food...whatever the gods like."

Xiao Xiao glanced at him silently, seeing that his heart was frizzy.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu spoke in time to get him rid of the uneasy feeling that came from the dark: "How about jade or gems? As far as I know, most gods like these magical and mysterious, and very beautiful. Stones make gifts."

Zheng Qing was a little moved.

But there are only some, because want to express gratitude to a god, not just two ordinary gems can be dismissed. That expensive cost is difficult even for many wizarding families.

Xiao Xiao glanced at him again.

Zheng Qing turned his face to isolate the doctor's ‘malicious’ gaze, and looked at Nikita.

"Can you come up with any good sacrifices?" He asked unceremoniously.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice again... 嘁." ​​The banshee rolled her eyes and replied rudely: "I hate this word... so the answer is no."

Zheng Qing shook the talisman spear in his hand.

"If you can't bring out the right sacrifice, then I have to put you on the plate." He sincerely apologized to the banshee: "I'm very sorry, I can't send you to the black prison... but as far as I know All the demons who were sacrificed to gods by blood will get the ultimate forgiveness. Therefore, this matter is not that bad for you."

The corners of Nikita's mouth twitched, and the disgusted expression on his face instantly disappeared, piled up with a false smile.

"I heard that the great elder of the Usa City Temple likes wine?" She didn't want to be sacrificed by blood, so she could only try to help Zheng Qing solve the current problem.

Zheng Qing glanced at the fat man, and after getting a certain look, he nodded: "There is such a thing."

"Then I happen to have a gift. That great elder and this world will love it."

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"This is..." Elder Attar looked at the mahogany box in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, and he hesitated for a while before he asked: "Do you plan to use this as a tribute?"

The box is very simple, there are no beautiful gems inlaid on it, and no complicated magic patterns, even the brass lock on the mouth of the box has only ordinary leaves.

In the box lies a transparent wide-mouth glass bottle, which is wrapped in thick flannel. The cork at the mouth of the bottle was squeezed with a few circles of copper wire. Across the transparent bottle wall, you can see a cloud of milky white mist rolling around in the bottle, like a marshmallow that can breathe.

Zheng Qing glanced at Nikita, and he was also very curious.

Outside the city of Uzza, under the threat of his ‘blood sacrifice’, the banshee quickly took out her sacrifice. But she refused to explain the nature of the sacrifice to the young wizards, only saying that this gift is very rare and precious to all the existence of the dream world.

Naturally, Zheng Qing would not recognize her sacrifice because of the banshee's words ~www.ltnovel.com~.

But they are wizards, and there are other roundabout ways to confirm.

Xiao Xiao picked up dead branches and dried moss and lit the fire; Jiang Yu cleaned the bone fragments and tortoise shells; Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin prepared the ritual for divination - just in case, Zheng Qing also provided his own red card As an additional protection for this divination.

Amidst the smoke, the tortoise shells and bone fragments made a crackling sound, spreading tiny cracks.

The fortuneteller of the Mystery Hunter carefully studied the cracks, combined with the results of the crystal ball, tarot card and yarrow, and confirmed that the tribute provided by Nikita would win the friendship of Uzza City and the joy of Bastite.

So they came back to the temple.

"Memory is something more fascinating than power." Nikita recalled what Captain Mist had said, looked at the temple's elder, and smiled: "This world was born in the echo of memory, after a long time. The fermentation of time has become reality...So, there is no gift that fits the origin of this world more than it."