Chapter 84, The Daring Guy
In the small temple, a stone pillar carved with complicated patterns stands.
At the same time, this complicated pattern did not stop at the stone pillars, but continued to cover every inch of this small temple.
These complicated patterns are all carved based on the patterns on the great pillars in the palace of the real gods in the Underground Rat City. The slave rats with the best carving skills in the Underground Rat City were also invited to carve them. In order to show their piety, the slave-catching priests gathered together to bleed mushrooms and asked the slave-rat craftsman to cover the entire small temple with patterns.
Yes, even if you become the humblest slave rat in the kingdom of rat men, if you can masterfully carve the patterns that belong to the gods, then to some extent, your status will be gained promote.
As long as you can carve out the lines belonging to the gods one stroke at a time.
Although the rat people will not know that the pattern they worship so crazily originated from a stone pillar that Du Yuan randomly selected.
And not only that, the blood pool was also recreated by them. Even the pyramid standing in the blood pool and the gift of the white rat to the gods were also restored.
But these are not the most eye-catching thing. The most eye-catching thing is a statue.
An unfinished rat-man statue.
There is no doubt about what this statue represents standing in this fake temple.
This group of slave-catching priests in the outpost are bold enough to copy the figure of the great god.
This move caused an uproar after it was discovered, and it even reached the ears of the Rat Man High Priest White Rat.
White Rat once came to this temple in person.
At that time, all the rat priests in the outpost knelt down outside this small temple with fear.
But nothing happened afterwards. The white mouse stopped the continued carving of the statue of the god, but did not let the bold slave-catching priests dismantle it. Everything that followed was gently put down.
Only one vague statue remains standing in this small fake temple.
This is a very strange, awkward feeling, the rat people wish their god was a great giant rat.
It is as if this is the case, then the gods will never abandon them.
Now, in this counterfeit temple that once caused an uproar, there is a certain silence.
As the senior priests who founded the slave-catching team fled the outpost, the steady flow of sacrificial slaves imported into the outpost stagnated.
The blood in the temple's blood pool, which the rat priests had been required to keep fresh, gradually solidified after losing its replacement.
A faint sense of rancidity also appeared in this sacred temple.
Two rat men were standing in the temple at this time. One of them was chirping something, and a figure that was tied up and looked like a rice dumpling was piled beside him.
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At this time, Sheng Qi came to the temple that he had longed for, but he didn't even have the courage to look at the lines that represented the great gods.
He felt like he was going to use up all his courage in this life.
He was talking endlessly, but his heart was beating violently.
But fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, the temple messenger from the Underground Rat City in front of him showed an expression of interest in his words.
Just after that humiliating defeat, Sheng Qi had fully realized the disbelief of his troops.
In the rat man's lair, he looked at the black slave rats with red eyes.
Roaring angrily, but after roaring, there was nothing he could do. Mainly because facing the bright eyes in front of him, Sheng Qi suddenly felt a little scared.
Fortunately, not to mention the slave rats, even the rat warriors were scolded by the rat warlords on a daily basis, but there was no stupid young man who rushed out to kill him. What else can I do? Life has to go on.
Slaves also have to be handed over. Faced with this situation, the frowning Sheng Qi looked at the tied wild boar cook next to him and came up with an idea.
Just like that, the day before the slave surrender period, Sheng Qi led the team back to the outpost and broke into the small temple where the temple messenger stopped.
A story was boldly made up by him.
In order to survive, he has no guilt at all for deceiving the temple messengers. Anyway, the temple messengers serve the gods. Doesn’t he, the rat-man priest Sheng Qi, serve the gods!
Just fear, fear that his bizarre idea would fail.
Worried about being taken down on the spot, I went straight to fill the hole for the sacrifice.
In the fear and tension, in the bizarre stories he told.
Sheng Qi turned into a brave and fearless Ratman Priest. He led his slave-catching team through the underground tunnels throughout the forest, sneak-attacked the rear of the Wild Boars, and defended the empty Wild Boars there. In the city, they fought bravely and even captured an extremely important figure among the wild boar people.
“Yes, this is the daughter of the wild boar high priest!”
When Sheng Qi was talking about this paragraph, the hair on his back was soaked, but he had to say He really has a talent for talking nonsense.
Even if I break out in a cold sweat of fear, I am about to lose my balance.
But the words in his mouth were spoken smoothly one after another.
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the wild boar cook who was tied up over there, for fear that the temple messenger would not believe it.
He immediately tore off the rope that was stuck in the mouth of the wild boar cook. In an instant, the angry roar resounded throughout the temple.
After the slave rats were carried and ran wildly in the forest all night, the boundless anger was brewing in this tall and strong cook. At this time, after the rope around her mouth was pulled off, even His eyes were all vaguely red.
As if he was about to enter a state of madness, there was a tight sound on the hemp ropes tied around his body, which startled both Sheng Qi and the temple messenger.
He quickly blocked his mouth with hemp rope again.
In the end, the wild boar cook still couldn't break free from the thick hemp rope on her body.
The temple messenger was also successfully led astray by Sheng Qi's rather beautiful words.
“I am willing to sacrifice the daughter of the wild boar high priest to the gods, but the small temple in this outpost simply cannot satisfy me.
The only real palace of the gods Here, cutting off the head of this barbaric creature and throwing the body into the lake of blood is the most appropriate ending.
I couldn't be more excited to do this myself. ”
At this time, real piety and expectation appeared on Sheng Qi’s face. Offering sacrifices in the real temple of the gods is the common wish of countless young rat people, and it is also Sheng Qi’s wish. .
But soon, the conversation changed!
“But I am unable to leave the outpost because I was entrusted by the teacher. Sir, are you willing to offer glory to the gods on my behalf! ”
In Sheng Qi’s words, the temple messenger had some obvious movements. No matter how true Sheng Qi’s story is, this is indeed the first wild boar sacrifice to be offered. This is indeed an honor.
At the thought of the temple messenger, Sheng Qi was ecstatic and revealed his true purpose while the iron was hot.
"My lord, I only need your grace for a few days. In order to capture this glorious sacrifice, I really wasted some time. I only need your lord to grant me a few days, and she will be yours!"< br>
(End of this chapter)