After two days of walking through the dense forest roads, Nafei's slave team finally walked out of the forest under the guidance of the Yincheng patrol team.
As soon as he came out of the forest, his eyes suddenly opened up.
This is a large plain with mountains, but the mountains are not high.
And it was only a distance away from a mountain forest. It was still winter on the other side of the mountain, but here it was already full of spring flowers, with gurgling streams, green grass and flowers everywhere.
There are many fields outside Yincheng, and there are many small tribal settlements.
The road is very lively, busy people can be seen in the fields, and people and beasts shuttle between Yincheng and the affiliated tribes on the neat gravel road, and there are also traveling merchants like Nafei.
If Yan Mo saw these scenes, he would definitely say: This is a typical urban-village settlement model. The same is true of his and Yuan Zhan's initial plan for Jiu Yuan.
Compared with the tribal residents near Black Earth City, the residents here seem to be happier, and from time to time, there are clear and beautiful singing in their ears.
The tree boy suddenly felt moved, and looked up at the majestic city not far away, what was calling him was there!
Nafei released a letter bird, took a deep breath and said, "This place is the same as it was two years ago. Every time I come here, I feel that my soul has been cleansed."
The tree man's attention was attracted by the letter bird. Looking at the bird flying to Yincheng, he always felt that the letter bird looked familiar. He seemed to have eaten two similar ones before
The long-haired man who was traveling with him was also very happy to see the surroundings of Yincheng. Hearing the cheerful singing from the fields and on the road, he couldn't help but feel better. "This is really a good place, and the people seem to be very rich."
"Maybe here, the goods you bring can be sold at a better price than in Tucheng. The people in Yincheng are very generous. If you can sing and dance or understand the rhythm in their mouths, you will be more popular." Waving, "Speed up and try to advance to the city at noon!"
"Yes!" The atmosphere of the slave team is very high. When the destination is reached, the goods in front of them can be sold, and they will also get paid and enjoy themselves in Sound City.
"There are a lot of good things in Yincheng, so keep an eye on your Yuanjing coins." Nafei laughed, commanding the beast to run to the front of the team.
Yincheng didn't seem to reject outsiders. Even the soldiers at the city gate had a little smile on their faces, and the inspection was not rigorous. After receiving the Yuanjing coins according to the heads of intelligent creatures, they waved their hands and let Nafei and his party enter the city.
Nafei also has support in the city, as soon as he enters the city, someone will come out to welcome him.
The tree man still remembered what the voice told him, to get more Yuanjing coins, but how to get them
And what was calling him, he could feel getting closer to the other party.
Yincheng is also in the shape of a city pool, and the north wall is connected with a magnificent castle, which is said to be the king's palace of Yincheng. In the center of the city, there is a temple in the air raised high by twelve giant stone pillars. No matter who comes to Yincheng, the first thing they see is the temple.
The twelve giant pillars are more than 20 meters high and more than two meters wide in diameter. This hollow area surrounded by twelve giant pillars was not wasted. Many people in Yincheng worshiped and meditated here, and it was regarded as one of the holy places in the city.
The temple is surrounded by a huge square, with the temple as the center, and the surrounding roads are divided into rice-shaped forks. Some of these forks lead to the palace, and some lead to noble areas, civilian areas, warrior camps, and poor areas.
Interestingly, the head positions of these streets close to the center of the square are the assembly points of various areas, that is, the temple square is surrounded by lively places such as markets and martial arts fields.
The eight streets are all named according to their direction, such as Wanggong North Road, Nancheng Avenue, Shendian Middle Road, Zhanying Northeast Road, etc.
Nafei and his party now live in a big house on Yincheng East Road near the square.
After entering the big house, Nafei and his companions were busy unloading and counting the slaves. Because the tree man was already under Nafei's control, the people around him didn't strictly guard him.
Not many people went out that day. Everyone finally arrived at the destination, tired and excited. After finishing their work, they went to sleep in the arranged rooms. They rested until night before someone got up and said that they would go to the square for a stroll.
The tree man saw someone walking out, so he followed with the package on his back. If he couldn't earn Yuanjing coins, he should go find someone who called him first.
Just happened to be seen by Nafei, and immediately asked him, "Where are you going?"
The tree man pointed to the person who walked out of the gate ahead.
"You want to go out?" Nafei tested the imprint he had left in the soul of the other party again, and was relieved when he found that it was still there. The war slaves under his control rarely had their own will, basically he ordered them to act one by one.
But the tree-man hybrid seemed to still retain a part of his own consciousness. He didn't want to hand over the charred corpse to him before, but now he still wants to go shopping
Is the soul of tree people different from ordinary humans? Nafei stared at the tree man's eyes and ordered: "Kneel down!"
The tree boy didn't move.
"Kneel down!" Nafei emphasized his tone, and at the same time manipulated the imprint left in the opponent's soul, trying to make the tree boy suffer.
The tree man was a little distressed, he didn't want to kneel, but the voice asked him to pretend to be obedient, if he continued to be obedient, would he get Yuanjing coins
After thinking for a while, the tree boy turned and walked towards the room he walked out of before.
That's not inexplicable, he was worried that the control would fail, and he was on guard against the other party attacking him, but he didn't expect the other party to turn around and go back
So is his control effective or ineffective
If it worked, why didn't the other party listen to his order? Why didn't the other party respond when he made the other party suffer
But if it didn't work, why didn't the other party attack him or run away, but instead walked back into the house
That was completely confused.
The female warrior guarding behind him stepped forward and said worriedly: "My lord, do you want this tree man?" The female warrior made a gesture of cutting her neck.
Nafei thought for a moment, "Follow me to the temple, and find a few more people to guard him."
The tree man returned to the house, took the package and sat down in a corner, but he didn't intend to run away. Nafei has food and drink here, and there are so many live animals, it is very convenient for him to feed the charred corpses.
"That tree man brother, hello!" The cat man in the cage got out of the way, and a middle-aged cat man stuck to the side of the prison pen, calling out to the tree man in a low voice.
The tree boy glanced at them, unwrapped the package, and put his ear on the charred corpse's heart.
"Meow! Brother Shuren, can you understand us?" the middle-aged cat boy was anxious. They finally waited until the tree boy was the only one in the room, but who would tell them why the tree boy refused to pay attention to them
"Brother, stop shouting, that tree man might be with those slave traders." A female cat person pulled the middle-aged cat man.
"I don't think so, hey, tree man brother, hey!"
"What is it called?" The door was opened, and the two soldiers who were temporarily called to guard the non-human slaves were very upset.
The cat people immediately stopped making any noise, and all shrank back.
The two tree guards held the scorched corpse with disgusted faces. They didn't get close to him, they just guarded the door, and it said that as long as the tree man was honest and didn't run around and mess around, he would be ignored.
The tree man was not going to run away, but Na Fei, who was already wary of the tree man, planned to get rid of him as soon as possible, and couldn't even wait for tomorrow.
Nafei asked someone to take the tree boy to the front living room.
"Priest Zhimu, this is the tree man I told you about." Nafei respectfully said to a middle-aged man in plain clothes and a crystal jewelry.
Priest Zhimu saw the tree man's eyes brighten up, and stepped forward to look around the tree man carefully, "Yes, it really doesn't look like a wood-controlling blood warrior, but whether he is a tree-human hybrid or a wood-controlling warrior, I'm sure." As long as he can control the plants and make the plants obey."
"My lord, he is a tree-man hybrid. Planting it will definitely not be difficult for him. With him, your herbs will no longer have to worry about getting sick or not growing fast."
"Yeah, I hope it's as you said. But I still need to see if he really has the ability to make plants grow. You know that many wood control fighters can only turn parts of their bodies into trees, and they can really control the growth of plants. There are not many wooden warriors."
"My lord, don't worry, we can test it on the spot." Nafei turned his head, threw a seed on the ground, and ordered the tree man to say, "Let it grow, hurry up!"
The tree man felt that he did not reject this order, but he didn't seem to have controlled plants in this way, he could only control his own body.
The tree boy poked the seed on the ground with his right arm made of tangled branches. He was also curious, and casually ordered the seed in his heart: grow, hurry up!
The seed drilled into the soil at once, and after a while, a tender shoot came out of the ground.
The sprouts begin to grow visible to the naked eye, and the sprouts become seedlings, which then blossom and bear fruit.
The tree man raised his eyebrows, he can still do this trick, can he earn Yuanjing coins
When the seeds sprouted, Nafei and Nazhimu priests smiled with satisfaction.
Na Fei is very happy that this tree-human hybrid who came across at random can really control the growth of plants. Although it is a pity that he can't completely control the other party and let it be used by him, but with the tree man's ability, he will be able to control the growth of trees later. Male sells a particularly good price.
Priest Zhimu sighed in his heart that he was lucky. The head of the slave trader came to him before and said that he had the slave he wanted, and that slave would be of great help to him in planting herbs. He was a little skeptical, but he It happened to be all right, so I came over to have a look.
Fortunately, he followed. If the other priests knew that there was such an obedient Treant hybrid slave who could control the growth of plants, he might not be able to snatch it.
"How many Yuanjing?" Priest Zhimu had already shown that he was bound to win the tree boy.
"Master Zhimu, you know that the Longevity Wood Clan has never been easy to catch, and the tree-human hybrid is even rarer. I spent a lot of money to get this tree-human."
Priest Zhimu knew that the other party wanted to raise the price, but he was reluctant to part with such a big baby, so he could only say: "You make an offer."
Na Fei saw the other party's disgust, and stopped trying to catch the other party's appetite, and reported: "One hundred seventh-level Yuanjing coins, or one eighth-level Yuanjing coin."
Priest Zhimu turned around and left.
Nafei raised his voice, "Master Zhimu, it's rare to have a tree-human hybrid. Are you really going to give up?"
Zhimu stopped in her tracks and turned her head, "One hundred five-level Yuanjing coins, this is the highest price I can offer."
"One hundred sixth-level Yuanjing coins, no less."
The two sides bargained and finally settled the deal with thirty six-level Yuanjing coins.
The tree man didn't bother to pay attention to these two people at first, but when he heard the two mentioned Yuanjing coins, he couldn't move his feet when he was about to leave. Then he saw that Zhimu priest counted out thirty Yuanjing coins, he changed idea.
He wants to go with this Priest Zhimu, who should be able to help him get a lot of Yuanjing coins.
Priest Zhimu was very happy to get this tree-man hybrid slave, and gave the tree-man a soul slave contract on the spot.
The tree boy saw Priest Zhimu pierce the tip of his index finger, and drew a symbol between his eyebrows with blood stained on it. For the sake of Yuanjing coins, he resisted not to dodge.
Something else drilled into his mind, and the gray fog gushed out, actively and greedily dragging the bugs that got into his mind into the invisible prison of gray fog.
Nafei felt that his control over the tree boy had disappeared, thinking that Priest Zhimu's soul slave contract had covered the soul mark left by him, so he didn't think much about it.
After Priest Zhimu made a simple and rude slave contract to the tree boy, he took him away with confidence. The ordinary priests of the temple except the three major priests will have a competition every year, which is not only related to their future status in the temple, but those who win the top three can also get suitable exercises and new witchcraft as rewards.
He has been preparing for this competition for a long time, but there are a few rare herbs that have grown to death due to poor cultivation, and he wants to find them again, but there is no time. At the critical moment, he got a treant hybrid who could control the growth of plants.
"Yuan, crystal, coin."
"What?" Priest Zhimu, who hurried back to the temple, thought he heard it wrong, didn't he say that the tree-man hybrid couldn't speak
The tree man said again to Priest Zhimu seriously: "For work, you have to give Yuanjing coins."