Chapter 116

The tribes did not dare to object under the suppression of Wuya, but Roddy sat there and felt the hostile gaze around him.

At noon, according to the customs of the mountain people, a grand banquet was held to entertain guests from afar. In the largest open space in the valley, countless mountain delicacies and wild game were placed on it.

Although the food of the mountain people is rich, it is very simple to cook. No matter what kind of game it is, it is all roasted, and some even sprinkle a handful of strange spices. After eating it for a while, Roddy saw people from other tribes looking at him with malicious intentions. Sure enough, soon, the people from those tribes came over with huge wine bottles.

Since the chief does not allow trouble for these two empires, it is okay to get them drunk, right?

Mountain women made rhythmic sounds with various strange local striking instruments. Some mountain men in fur stood in the middle and jumped back and forth. Some of them held a roasted deer leg in one hand, while others held a wine jar. Everyone was full of excitement and drunkenness.

Seeing these people standing in front of him and shouting, Rodie smiled bitterly and looked at Wuya, but found that Wuya, who was originally sitting in the chief's position, had left at some point.

Roddy sighed and pushed Rand out. He sat leisurely and watched the strange dances of the mountain people. Rand had a huge figure and had an outstanding alcohol tolerance. He drank more than a dozen bottles of wine in one breath, but he was still calm and composed. Roddy was secretly surprised - he had tasted the mountain people's wine just now. In his opinion, the liquids made from unknown wild fruits were sour, bitter and spicy, and they were extremely unpalatable.

After a short look, Roddy quietly left the seat and walked away while the crowds were in chaos.

There was almost no warning in the mountain tribe. At this time, most people went to carnival because of the feast among the tribe. There were very few people in other places in the tribe village. However, Roddy saw that he was an alien, and there were people pointing fingers everywhere he went.

Before he knew it, he walked to the few wooden houses with chimneys that he had seen in those days. He heard the sound of jingling inside. Roddy felt a little curious about the way the mountain people made weapons, and couldn't help but walk in.

The doors and windows of these wooden houses are extremely large and ventilated everywhere. But after walking in, I still felt a wave of heat coming towards me.

There was no light in the room, but flames appeared from a huge stove in the middle from time to time. Two or three naked mountain men were holding various pliers and hammers in their hands, and there was a row of weapons of various shapes next to them.

Roddy smiled, feeling that this place is no different from the blacksmith shop in the imperial city.

The mountain people did not react strangely when they saw him walking in, and they all worked in a concentrated manner. One of them put down the hammer in his hand, walked over, looked at Roddy, and suddenly said loudly in the language of the empire: "You, weapon, do you want?"

Roddy was stunned for a moment: "Can you say our words?"

The mountain man shouted: "Sometimes, I buy things, go to your place, learn it!" After saying that, he smiled with a big mouth, revealing his yellow teeth.

Since entering the mountain, Roddy has never seen a mountain man so friendly to him. Other mountain man’s eyes are full of hostility when he sees him. The blacksmith of this mountain seems to be very kind to him, which makes Roddy feel a little more favorable.

He smiled, picked up a long knife placed on the shelf, and looked at the blacksmith with inquiring eyes.

The blacksmith smiled and said loudly: "This, a good knife! You want two wolf skins!"

Roddy nodded, knowing that the Shanyue tribe's people were behind, and most of the buying and selling of things was exchanged for goods, and there was no such thing as currency.

He casually waved the long sword in his hand, looked at the blade again, felt it was indeed sharp, and smiled and said, "Your sword is good!"

The mountain blacksmith immediately looked proud and said, "There are the best iron ore in the mountains! The iron ore in Ziye City is bought by us, not the best!"

Roddy looked at the knife in his hand and said, "Is there anything else?" He paused, and said, "What's better?"

The blacksmith smiled and said, "Yes, that's for the Warriors!"

The blacksmith took Roddy into another wooden house next to him. There was no one in the room. There were only a few long bent bows on the shelf. Roddy picked it up and tried it, grabbed a strange-shaped short sword, and smiled and said, "Do you guys use swords too?"

"Sold to the outsiders." The blacksmith took the dagger from Roddy's hand, picked up a piece of wood from the corner of the wall, chopped it up with the dagger, and the wooden strips as thick as the bowl were immediately divided into two halves. Then he handed the sword to Roddy again.

Roddy was amazed in his heart, and carefully observed the sword edge. He saw a faint cold air coming from the blue sword edge. He held it in his hand and danced it casually a few times. He felt that the size and weight were very easy. He liked it in his heart and smiled and said, "I want this thing, what price?"

After saying that, Roddy took out a small cloth bag from his body and took out a few gold coins.

Seeing the blacksmith smiling and shook his head, Roddy said "Ah" and said with a wry smile: "Do you don't want gold coins? But I don't have any animal skins for you now."

The blacksmith suddenly walked a few steps and whispered: "Your Majesty Duke likes this sword, so I'll give it to you."

"What?" Roddy said in surprise: "Give it to me? Do you know who I am?"

The blacksmith smiled and whispered, "I am General Camus's man."

Roddy's heart moved and immediately walked to the door and looked outside the door. There was no one outside the door before turning around and speaking in a deep voice: "What did you say just now?"

The blacksmith whispered: "Mr. Duke, I am a subordinate of General Camus, here I am here to convey messages to the general!"

Roddy took a breath and said, "You... are you a mountain man?"

The blacksmith whispered: "I have mountain blood, but I was raised by the general since I was a child. A few years ago, the Duke asked me to enter the mountain and mix in the tribe."

Roddy was puzzled: "Will others doubt you?"

The blacksmith smiled and said, "Wuya has acquired many tribes over the years. There are many people from other tribes in the Flame Tribe now, so there are no fear of being suspected."

Roddy nodded, and the blacksmith whispered: "Duke, the general has already given me a message saying that you have entered the mountain. It is inconvenient to speak here, and I cannot contact you too much. You have taken this, it is the news I found out the night before."

After saying that, he handed over a small wooden tube and whispered: "There is a secret of Wuya here. Go back and take a look."

"The secret of Wuya?" Roddy was shocked.

The blacksmith lowered his voice and said, "Wuya suddenly became weak a few days ago. It is said that he was assassinated and seriously injured. I have reported this news to the general, but I have discovered these days that he has to go to the wizard every three nights, as if he has to rely on the wizard to help him with treatment. During the treatment, he can't take care of the outside. I sneaked into Wuya's room while he was going to the wizard the night before and found out what happened... "

Roddy's face changed slightly and she whispered: "Have you sneaked in?"

The blacksmith showed a proud expression on his face: "I was raised by the general since I was a child, and the general has trained me! The guards of Wuya can't find me at all!"

Hearing footsteps outside, the blacksmith's face changed and he whispered, "Someone! Keep this!" Then he changed his voice and shouted deliberately, "We are all good things here! If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

Seeing two mountain warriors pushing the door and walking in, one of them shouted a few words on his face with drunkenness on his face. The blacksmith also replied with a smile. When the two mountain men saw Roddy, their faces changed, and then they saw the short sword in Roddy's hand, all of which showed disdainful expressions. Roddy didn't speak and walked out. One of the samurai spitted hard at Roddy's back. However, the chief ordered not to provoke aliens from these two empires, otherwise they would have gone to trouble them long ago.

Roddy returned to the banquet. Although he was worried about the things in the wooden tube in his arms, he knew that it was broad daylight and could not act rashly. He could only watch the mountain people party patiently.

Several people from other tribes were already drunk, and the fierce mountain people began to fight for wine and strength in the middle of the venue. Several young mountain warriors had pulled off their upper skins and twisted them together. The people next to them shouted and cheered for the two of them. Wu Yu, the translator sent to Roddy, also screamed intoxicatedly, and did not notice that Roddy had gone out and ran back and forth.

After drinking for a while, the mountain people's carnival continued from afternoon to evening. Roddy returned to her residence early on using the excuse of drinking too much.

Let Rand guard the door outside and open the wooden tube in the room. Among the tube was a small rolled cloth piece. A strange pattern was drawn on the rough cloth piece. Roddy looked it twice before he realized that this was the terrain pattern of the house of Wuya.

The picture shows the guards outside, the entrance and the door. A thick and heavy line above it is curved and curved, and then draws a circle heavily.

Roddy was puzzled and thought of the wooden house in his mind.

Wuya is the patriarch of the tribe. The wooden house she lives in is not only the largest in the village, but also the highest terrain. It is built on a tall wooden platform built by countless giant trees. From the height, you can see most of the places in the village.

The platform was built on this mountain wall, and the same was true for the wooden house. The wall behind it was tightly attached to the mountain wall. Roddy corresponding to the picture in his hand, and found that along the thick line, the circle was in the direction of the wall behind it...

"What is it?" he couldn't help but murmur.

Andy smiled in his mind and said, "What else can it be? I think it's probably a secret way."

Roddy shook his head: "Even if it is a secret path, so what? Where will Wuya's secret path lead to? But should we check this matter? The situation is unclear now, and if you take action rashly and offend Wuya, it may not be a good idea..."

The two discussed for a while, but Roddy was in a state of conviction and fell asleep in a depressed state.

The next morning, people from various tribes met Wuya together, and the Duke of Rodi, naturally had to go. Seeing the mountain people making noise, he already understood that Wuya was using himself to attract those who opposed him to jump out, and Rodi felt bored. But this "peace talk" look still had to be pretended.

Seeing Wuya sitting quietly on the top, she was still wearing a white shirt and her face was pale like cold jade. Roddy always felt that Wuya seemed a little strange, as if it was a little different from what she saw the day before, but there was something different, but she couldn't tell.

He was puzzled, and suddenly Andy shouted in his mind: "I understand! He seems to have become... old!"

"Yeah?" Roddy immediately looked at Wuya again, and indeed felt that it seemed a little different.

If it was the first time I saw Wuya when I first came the day before yesterday, he seemed to be only 30 years old. Then the Wuya I saw yesterday seemed to be 34 or 3 years old. But when I saw Wuya again today, it seemed to be two or three years older.

"He is aging quickly!" Andy's voice seemed a little strange: "No wonder I always feel that he seems very weak..."

Roddy whispered: "Then he must have had something unexpected happen when he entered the Death Canyon... Humph, he had to ask the wizard to treat him every three days, probably for this matter!"

Andy whispered: "This is strange. I have never heard of any magic or magic that can make people age so old... Even though there seems to be something that can make people age quickly, it is not so slow... If you get that kind of magic, you should be aging for decades within a day..."

"Maybe he has some way to stop him...or maybe he is not the kind of magic you know..." Roddy shook his head and looked at Wuya who was high above. At this moment, Wuya was closing her eyes to rest, as if she was disdainful to the people of the noisy tribes below.

Andy suddenly whispered: "Boy, this matter seems a bit weird. Should we care?"

Roddy's face was quiet, but he smiled in secret: "Andy, aren't you the most curious? Tonight it should be the time for Wuya to go to the wizard. We might as well go and see what's the secret of this person who is called "the god descending to earth" by the mountain people?"

"Hmph... You have to be careful. Last night you had a big fuss with the two Yinyue people. You can only be a child who dreamed that you were a child. Wuya must have known this long ago. Tonight... You will take risks and you will be with you, but you will lose your life by then. Don't blame me for not saving you if you die..."

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[Dear brothers and sisters in the public version, everyone has been waiting for a long time. Because of the publishing house’s request, the lifting of the ban was slow a while ago. Xiao Wu apologized to everyone first!
Chapter completed!