Chapter 39 The Sacrificial Spirit in Your Village Is Also Called Willow God? (Please Read On)

Lin Zhuang was as powerful as a tiger and a wolf. Although he was injured and his strength was affected to a certain extent, he was still confident that he could deal with the group of people in front of him.

Although he does not have invincible talent, he has invincible belief.

"We are really just passing by, and we are not coveting the bones of the dragon snake and beast." The man carrying the broad sword showed a helpless smile.

They had encountered this dragon snake before, and it was extremely terrifying. It also possesses a kind of magic that is mainly used for killing, and has mysterious attack methods. He can only use it with a few precious tools handed down from the village. Dare to compete, but it is almost impossible to defeat.

It would be absolutely false to say that you don’t covet such a good thing.

But the fierce men in front of him were too fierce. They could kill this dragon snake beast with their physical bodies. Even if he thought about it, he was just enjoying it in his heart. How could he dare to actually carry it out?

"I will believe whatever you say. Are you afraid that we are fools?" Lin Chen stood up with the same imposing manner.

Like Lin Zhuang, he was extremely strong and strong, standing there like an iron tower. Even the man with the broad sword was shorter than the two of them, and his aura was far inferior.

"We actually met last time." The man with the broad sword said hurriedly.

"I've seen him before, why don't I have the slightest impression?" Lin Zhuang and Lin Chen both frowned, never remembering that they had seen a man with a broadsword.

"That was about six or seven years ago, when you and a black python teamed up to strangle the ape. We happened to pass by here and happened to see a few of them. However, they were in a hurry, so we didn't socialize at that time. "

"You still know about this?" Lin Zhuang raised his eyebrows, somewhat believing the broad-sword man's words.

"Since I've seen it before, why are you still sneaking around today?" Lin Zhuang was puzzled.

"It's a long story. This is not the time when the children of the appropriate age in the clan are about to take a medicinal bath. I and I are on a special trip to hunt for ferocious beasts.

When I went out a few days ago, I met a unicorn. That ferocious beast is quite extraordinary. It can run ten thousand miles in a day, and when it goes crazy, it is very ferocious and very powerful. I just wanted to chase it. I ran here carefully and happened to meet you all. At that time, you were killing dragon snakes and ferocious beasts. I was afraid that my sudden appearance would cause you to misunderstand again! "

The broad-sword man explained with a wry smile.

"That makes sense!" The Lin family members present were all outspoken, and they felt relieved immediately.

"But that kind of mutated scale horse, with shiny silver scales all over its body and a crystal clear horn on its head?"

Tude Quan Tuwazi became interested in the unicorn that the broad-sword man said.

He had overheard the description of unicorns when he was listening to the old man telling interesting stories about the wilderness, and he liked it very much.

A manly man, who wouldn't want to ride a tall horse like that?

Lin Chen also looked interested.

Although he is now in his thirties, his mind is still like a child sometimes, and he is naturally interested in new and interesting things.

"Uncle, do you still remember where the unicorn ran?" Tu Dequan looked eager to catch it and bring it back to the village.

"The speed of that ferocious beast was so fast that we lost track of it and don't know which direction it ran."

The broad-sword man frowned and waved his hands. At the same time, he did not dare to call himself uncle because of the eight or nine-year-old boy in front of him.

He could see clearly just now. Although this kid was young and had thin arms and legs, he was terrifying. When he fought, he looked like the cub of an ancient alien species. He knocked off several pieces of the snake with just a few punches. The scale armor was terrifyingly powerful, even he was far inferior to it.

"I forgot to ask you, which village are you from?" The broad-sworded man then asked.

He has always been puzzled. They have been living here for generations for who knows how many years. Except for the nearest village, they have never seen anyone else.

"Liucun Lin Zhuang!" Lin Zhuang said loudly, with unspeakable pride between his brows. "Where are you brothers? Which village are you from?"

"Oh, we are all from Shicun, and I am the leader of the village's hunting team, Shilinhu!" The man with the broadsword said in response.

"Ishimura? How far is it from here?"

"It's nearby. If you don't mind it, you can go and rest for a while. Our sweet milk soup and barbecue are quite good."

The broad-sword man invited with a smile. At the same time, he searched through all the memories in his mind but could not find any impression related to Yanagi Village.

"Isn't this not good?" Lin Zhuang scratched his head.

"What's wrong with this? Once things get old again, things get familiar again. Maybe we will all become a village of brothers in the future!" The broad-sword man said immediately.

He wanted to invite Lin Zhuang and others out of sincerity.

In the wilderness, except for a few tribal villages, most of them are extremely hospitable. After all, in a wild land full of ferocious birds and beasts, a good relationship is a good relationship, and it may be able to play a role at a critical moment.

As soon as he heard about the food, Tu Dequan beside him burst into laughter.

He has a body of thick earth, which is most suitable for practicing the method of being strong and moving forward. However, he is also affected by it and loves to eat. Except for the things he can't eat, there is almost nothing he doesn't like to eat.

"Brother Zhuang, it doesn't matter if we repair it all night and then go back. It just so happens that you are injured."

Tu Dequan spoke quickly and said immediately.

Lin Xintong is also a little interested. She is not interested in barbecue, but she likes sweet milk soup.

Salt and sugar are both rare hard currencies in the wilderness, especially sugar, which is even more precious. It is said that it is made from the rhizomes of some beets. It tastes sweet and delicious, even more delicious than broth.

However, sugar is a luxury in Liu Village. On weekdays, only during the New Year and other festivals will everyone be given a small piece, which is not enough.

All three looked at Lin Zhuang. Lin Zhuang is the boss of the family and needs him to speak.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you brothers." Feeling the hot eyes around him, Lin Zhuang nodded.

He is not afraid that this group of people will deceive him.

He is not bragging. Even if he does not use magic, he can kill all these people with his current physical strength.

...

At noon.

Under the leadership of the broadsword man, everyone came to an open area with extremely flat terrain.

As far as the eye can see, rows of stone houses are arranged in an orderly manner, and there are a few smoke rising slowly in the sky...

At the entrance to the village, there is a huge stone altar, which is very open, and you can vaguely see the bright red blood stains stained by animal blood...

The most peculiar thing is the half-cut willow tree more than one meter tall next to the altar. It is completely black, as if it was struck by thunder and became a lightning-struck wood, cutting off all vitality, but the top position is extremely tenacious and has a green bud that keeps swaying in the wind...

"This is the sacrificial spirit of our Shi Village. We usually call it the Willow God!" The man with the broadsword introduced with a smile from a distance.