Chapter 248: The Priest of the Moer-Gan

Banished To Another World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang  

Chapter 248: The Priest of the Moer-Gan

Downstairs, there are clear barriers between the two sides.

The Jiu Yuan is led by Yuan Zhan while Da-He, Ding Fei and Da-da stand behind Yuan Zhan.

The Moer-Gan was headed by an old man wearing yuan-crystal jewelry. There were about 7 or 8 people in the line. But the old man seemed to be not very talkative and had been standing beside Qi Yuan without opening his mouth. The man who was now talking was a man who looks a little like Qi Yuan.

Yan Mo came downstairs and looked at the man carefully. He thought that such a man without brains was either born silly or full of fat brains. But now it seems that he is quite good-looking and somewhat stronger than Qi Yuan.

The Jiu Yuan People heard Yan Mo come downstairs and turned to look at him. Da-da pushed forward, trying to follow him.

Yan Mo stood on the stairs and patted Da-da on the shoulder, winking at him.

Da-He immediately went up and pulled Da-da away and stuffed him behind him. This is the culprit who let The Moer-Gan find his door. He dares to jump around without hiding anything. I'm afraid you are not conspicuous enough.

Da-da grinned at Da-He and was stared at by Yan Mo. He went quiet.

Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand. "Did we make a lot of noise?"

Yan Mo gently pushed aside the arm that seemed to be trying to hold him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Zhan got him a chair and asked him to sit down and talk.

Yan Mo had no choice but to pick him up wherever he went.

In fact, Yuan Zhan just didn't want him to be too tired. Although Yan Mo is powerful today, his first impression of the other side is too deep. He thinks that Yuan Zhan always unconsciously regards him as a weak and thin slave. It's a bit like parents looking at their children, no matter how old they grow up, they always want to protect them.

Look at Yan Mo sitting down. Yuan Zhan asked Ding Fei to bring a bowl of millet porridge, which has been steaming to Yan Mo to eat.

Yuan Zhan didn't think it was rude to do so. He thought that his Mo had not eaten anything when he got up, and his stomach was still empty. Naturally, he had to fill it up first. In this world, no matter what is not enough to fill the stomach!

Yan Mo held the wooden bowl as big as his head, looked at the porridge boiled very thick inside, a tempting fragrance went straight through his nostrils, his throat knotted, and he was not pretentious. He immediately grabbed the wooden spoon. From last night to now, he is really hungry, so let's talk while eating.

Yuan Zhan then said, "The Moer-Gan people came to our door and said that someone had broken into their holy place and stolen a fish. It is said that somebody saw a tall figure carrying a big fish and they smelled full of fishy smell coming into our house in the middle of last night.

"That's not an ordinary fish! That's the favorites of The Water God. It's the human face fish. It's the demigod in the river!" Qi Hao had a hard time enduring the silence until now, when he heard Yuan Zhan's light explanation, he couldn’t help but interrupt with anger.

Qi Yuan greeted Yan Mo at the right time: "Mo Da-Ren, excuse our intruding."

Yan Mo, holding a wooden bowl, smiled at him. "Qi Yuan Da-Ren."

The old man beside Qi Yuan watched Yan Mo only by Mo-Mo. He did not respond at all and seemed to have no intention of saying hello.

Yan Mo glanced over the old man's face and smiled in his heart. He was familiar with the expression. In his forefathers, he saw many people. These people, for better or worse, attached great importance to their identity and status. That is to say, the so-called self-identities are usually waiting for others to see greet them first, and they can't help returning. One or two sentences.

However, some people just because of their personality or fear of causing trouble and they let themselves indifferently alienated from the crowd, they do not really think that they should be above others, while some people really think that they are above others and that the others in front of them are inferior, they simply feel disdain and that they are not equal or above the status of people enough to make an equal communication.

Just don't know if the old man belongs to the former or the latter?

"This is it?" Yan Mo said hello first. After all, the other person's age is there. Usually, he still respects the old.

Before Qi Yuan could speak, the old man said to himself, "I am Priest Qi Shui of The Moer-Gan. You should be the Witch of The Jiu Yuan, too?"

Is this The Priest's intuition about The Priest? Yan Mo laughed and did not deny that he handed the wooden bowl to Ding Fei, stood up again and saluted, touched his chest with his right fist, and said, "Priest Yan Mo of Jiu Yuan, the glory of the God of ancestors bless you and me."

Qi Yuan thought you were the Priest of The Jiu Yuan!

Qi Shui did not despise Yan Mo because he was young. He also returned the courtesy of the Moer-Gan. "The blessings of the Water God may the river never dry up, just like the brilliance of the Moer-Gan and the Jiu Yuan."

That's a clever answer. If The Jiu Yuan didn't have the blessing of The Water God, would it be no longer brilliant? What? Will the river also dry up?

Yan Mo patted Yuan Zhan's arm.

Yuan Zhan did not move much, and Qi Shui had a chair beside him.

"Sit down, please." Yan Mo raised his hand.

Qi Shui saw the chair for the first time, and when he saw Yan Mo sitting there, he thought it looked very good. He saw one more beside him. He just looked at it and sat down generously. There was no sense of embarrassment or discomfort of sitting in the chair for the first time.

"Qi Shui Da-Ren, are you here for the bone objects brought by Ding Yue?" Yan Mo seems to have completely forgotten what Yuan Zhan told him before.

Qi Shui nodded. "Yes, I heard Qi Yuan tell me about bone objects. Qi Yuan didn't dare to bring them to me for fear of that they had a curse on them, but he didn't know that I had learned a little bone sculpting in The Three Cities. Even if it was cursed bone objects, I had a way to deal with it. Yan Mo Da-Ren, can I see those four bone objects with you?”

"Of course. Unexpectedly Qi Shui Da-Ren is a rare bone sculptor master. Ding Fei, come and put these four bone objects on the middle table.” Yan Mo took out the bone objects and handed them to Ding Fei, who continued to drink porridge with a wooden bowl.

Qi Shui also disagrees. Maybe this kind of behavior is normal in his eyes. Everyone is like this, and nobody thinks of impoliteness or disrespect. But he looked straight at Yan Mo as he pulled out his huge bone objects from his pocket.

Is this a similar ability to The Snake People? The Juvenile Priest of The Jiu Yuan is not only a teacher of bone sculptor, but also a collector of blood abilities.

Qi Shui got up to look at the four bone objects. Qi Hao was a little dull. He didn't seem to believe that Priest Da-Ren will let the Jiu Yuan go like this. Before they came, Qi Shui Da-Ren was so angry that Qi Hao was stunned and said, "Qi Shui Da-Ren! Surface fish... The Water God's darlings, is that all? If The Water God comes back and finds out, she will get angry...”

Qi Yuan cast a helpless eye on his brother who had not yet understood the situation. He did not want to think that Qi Shui Da-Ren had already understood the situation facing another Priest. How could they keep chasing the fish?

Even if you want to investigate, you have to wait until you have seen the four bone objects.

Qi Shui Da-Ren probably wants to use the four bone objects to touch the bottom of the Jiu Yuan’s Juvenile Priest to see what his abilities are and whether they really came from the Three Cities Temple.

Qi Shui turned back and said to Qi Hao in an unexpectedly mild tone, "The Water God Da-Ren has come back this morning. She's a little unhappy. You should choose some strong sacrifices for her tonight."

"But isn't the annual sacrifice time over? Give the water God Da-Ren another sacrifice. Will she accept it?" Qi Hao mentioned The Water God and looked a little scared.

Yan Mo observed it secretly and felt that Qi Hao did not seem to want to approach the Water God very much.

"Qi Hao!" Qi Shui frowned.

Qi Hao's lips squirmed a few times, guessing he might have said something wrong again. He stared at Qi Yuan fiercely and finally bowed his head, reluctantly saying, "Yes, I know."

Qi Yuan pouts his lips. When his brother makes a mistake, he likes to push him. Besides, he doesn't know who instilled in him the idea that he is the one harming him whenever the said brother encounters something bad.

It turned out that the Water God only mated once a year, and like most animals, it happened in spring. Just don't know how strong her fertility is. She can only have one or more children at a time, just like a fish laying eggs. She can have millions of children in her life.

Yan Mo thought it would not be a lot, maybe even the fertility rate of the Water God was very low, maybe several years or even decades before one could be born, otherwise the Moer-Gan would not go straight to the door for lack of a fish, even the Tribe's Priest came.

Qi Shui looked around the table. He didn't pick up the bone objects first, probably because he was afraid of curses.

On the first floor, because all the walls are open, the indoor brightness is OK, and there is no need to use another ignition to illuminate.

Someone outside the door would pass by and look at them, but after seeing the tension in their atmosphere, nobody would run in so blindly or watch the excitement at the door.

Qi Shui watched for a while. Yan Mo had finished a bowl of porridge. He wiped his mouth and went to the table and asked, "Qi Shui Da-Ren, in your opinion, is there a curse on bone objects?"

Qi Shui frowned so tightly that he could not see that the four bone objects were very different from those now made by The Three Cities, and he could not even see their purpose.

"Why do you think they are cursed bone objects?" Qi Shui pondered for a moment and asked back.

"Because of these patterns, I suspect that they are the words left by Tribesmen, a bone-refine language, which means curse. Qi Shui Da-Ren, you think, if its good bone objects, why did the ancient people in the ruins leave them to be easily found? And the Ding Yue people are so freely sending them for exchange? I have heard that in order to prevent later generations from robbing the deeper contents or disrespecting their ancestors, some relics will be put there ahead of the entrances to curse the wise creatures that enter.

Qi Shui looked up at him and his eyes were full of surprise. "You know about Bone-Sculpting Tribesmen?" This is a secret that can only be known by the more powerful bone objects sculptors

Yan Mo smiled and said nothing.

"You even know that this is the words of the Tribesmen, and that these words mean curse. Has anyone taught you?" Qi Shui can hardly hide his jealousy. As far as he knew, there are few Bone objects masters who know the existence of that particular tribe, let alone understand the words of those people. He has not even heard them. Did the teenager The Priest really come from the Upper City of The Three Cities, as Qi Yuan suspected?

Yan Mo did not answer. Everything was replaced by a smile.

Qi Shui seems to understand something, looking more cautiously at teenagers.

"Yan Mo Da-Ren, can you get rid of these curses on four bone objects?" Qi Shui did not pretend to understand, cursing this invisible and intangible thing, the more the Priest and the witch dare not touch, because they understand the power of this witchcraft best.

"I'm thinking about it. Some curses can be broken, but it is important to know how they were cast and what medicines and curse they have used. When you came, I was upstairs checking to see if these bone objects had been poisoned.”

Hearing the word poison, Qi Yuan shook his hand and recalled immediately whether he had touched the four bone objects and made sure that he had touched them. He was anxious to go back and wash his hands and let Priest Da-Ren see if he was poisoned.

Qi Shui was also afraid of poisons. Hearing the words, his hand, which had been extended to bone objects, retracted.

"Yan Mo Da-Ren, you don't have to worry about the fish. Hopefully, by the end of the market, you can remove the curse from the sundial watch and clarify its practical use. I think the Moer-Gan and the Jiu Yuan will be brotherly tribes in the future. Although we are far away from each other, but Da-He is there, our feelings will not stop.”

Yan Mo just wants to applaud Qi Shui Da-Ren. Look, this is the speaker who threatens you, but doesn't make you angry. It's also generous and affectionate.

No wonder the Moer-Gan will be so strong and the Priest will be so clear that even if some of the future tribal heirs are foolish, it will not be much of a problem. As long as the Moer-Gan Chief is not foolish enough to choose a son like Qi Hao as heir, the Moer-Gan will probably continue to be strong.

But to say Qi Hao is silly, it is only a one-sided understanding of the person, but whether the other party is really silly, Yan Mo said that he could not judge for the time being.

Because the man jumped out before he left and said a silly word, but it was on the point. It's like Qi Shui didn't ask, but he asked.

Qi Hao burst into a loud sneer after Qi Shui said that, until everyone looked at him, he said with distrust: "You say you can break the curse? You said you could figure out the uses of these four bone objects? Who knew if you're lying? These four bone objects are so important and come from the site of relics. What if you sneak away with them?

"Qi Hao!" Qi Shui whispered.

Qi Hao, however, was tied to his neck and had to make a clear statement. “My Priest Da-Ren, don't be fooled by them! These savage tribes..."

"Qi Hao!" This time the reprimand was louder.

Yan Mo grabbed Yuan Zhan's hand and let him continue to watch the play.

Qi Hao swallowed up the insult and changed his tune: "Anyway, I don't believe them!"

Qi Shui looked apologetically at Yan and Mo. "This kid is reckless. But I believe you two, Yan Mo Da-Ren, who knows that Bone Sculpting People words can be read by Bone Tribesmen, will have no difficulty in cracking these four bone objects. People from other tribes also know this. They are looking forward to Yan Mo Da-Ren's explanation on the day of the end of the fair, that is, The Ding Yue Tribe. I'm also curious about the usefulness of the four bone objects they bring, and whether they really curse bone objects.”

"Well, needless to say, Qi Shui Da-Ren, let's be frank. Aren't you afraid that we'll steal all four bone objects away, or that we won't pretend to understand them, and bring disaster to you?"

Yan Mo laughed and picked up a bone object from the table at will. "Just as I've figured out the use of a bone object, I'm going to borrow some high-order crystals to "revive" it. Now that you're so curious and can't wait, let's take a look together. A-Zhan, let's go and visit The Snake People! "

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