Yan Mo walked in the direction of Yuan Zhan in a daze.
The distance between the two is only more than a hundred meters, and his lover, the real lover is in front of him!
quick! He has to go faster!
Yan Mo started to run, he seemed to have forgotten that he still had special abilities, and just ran as fast as an ordinary person.
A ladder appeared on the mound, Yan Mo stepped up the ladder in three steps, ran to Yuan Zhan, and stopped abruptly.
One lowered his head and the other raised his head. There was only one step between the two.
"Mo?" Yuan Zhan just wanted to ask him what's wrong.
Yan Mo suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly!
Heishui Yingshi and the soldiers who have not left yet: ... Gods, why is our priest so enthusiastic? Oh mom, my face is red!
Heishui Yingshi coughed and slowed down. Naturally, his subordinates are responsible for arranging the slaves. He only needs to send the order, and he doesn't need to leave in such a hurry.
The slaves also secretly looked over there, but Qi Yuan didn't get in the car while holding Qi Hao's body.
The strange thing is that when the Jiuyuan soldiers saw him holding a dead body, no one asked him, let alone asked him to put down the dead body. — One of the Jiuyuan rules, don't give up any Jiuyuan citizen, even if he turns into a corpse, you must take him home!
At this moment, Yan Mo had forgotten all about slaves and soldiers. Now he only has one person in his eyes, and he can only feel this person.
Yuan Zhan was stunned by the sudden happiness, although he didn't understand why, he still stretched out his arms to embrace his lord priest.
No one knows how much unspeakable secret joy is in the heart of the calm-faced man at this moment. His silence is rarely shown outside, especially when there are other people around.
Yan Mo took a deep breath, the familiar body temperature, familiar embrace, familiar smell, everything is so vivid.
He almost thought he would never feel it again.
Who knows about the long pain that can only be lived in memories!
If he hadn't firmly believed that he could see this person again, see the children again, if he hadn't been waiting for some uncertain impossibility, he would have collapsed long ago.
The illusion was so real, so real that he thought he had lived another life.
Coming out of the illusion, he looked for the opportunity to take out the pouch that was put in the space, and the doll that was still sleeping inside was safe and sound.
This time it is the turn to determine the existence of this person.
Yan Mo leaned his ear gently on his heart, listening to his heart beating forcefully: "Pound! Pound!"
Alive, warm, real presence.
Once upon a time, this primitive savage who made him hate turned out to be as important as his children, even...
Yan Mo couldn't say it, he always thought that he liked this person more than this person liked him, he always thought that he had the initiative and was on the side of the manipulator, he could give up this person anytime he wanted.
But the facts told him that it was just an illusion, which shattered all his self-righteousness.
He couldn't even let go of the person in the illusion, let alone this person in reality.
The child is the continuation of the blood, but this person is the one who will accompany him all his life. The child is his flesh and blood, but this person has merged with his soul.
When he saw this person lying coldly in front of the door of the earthen house, completely out of breath, and his body was stiff, his mind was completely blank, he couldn't think of anything, he couldn't respond to anything.
The day after he buried this man, he woke up alone in the empty haystack. When he realized that he could only live alone from now on, he sat there and began to seriously think about various ways to commit suicide.
When he killed the slave head and went to the lake to pay homage to the man's burial site—he didn't even dare to erect a tombstone, but he only firmly remembered the land. How many times has he looked at the icy lake and wanted to jump off
When he died alone, while cursing himself for being incapable of destroying the horned man, how much hope did he have for seeing the dead in another world
"It's good to see you again."
Tears rushed out of my eyes unstoppably!
Yan Mo didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help it.
Yuan Zhan was stunned. He is not afraid of the cold, even wearing a fur cloak, his chest is open, and he is wearing a layer of single clothes underneath, so that he can clearly feel the hot tears soaking his skirt.
Yan Mo tightened his arms little by little, his fingers tightly grasping Yuan Zhan's unlined clothes, and he really felt his lover, obviously they were only separated for a few hours, but it seemed that he had been separated from him for a long time life.
In that illusion, he has been relying on memories and the vague sense of uncertainty that he can see his lover and son again.
People say that being alone and living a long life is the most vicious curse, but if you have gained everything for a short time and then lost everything, and finally you can only endure the short-lived good memories and endless pain and despair until you die of old age, then it is better to be alone. Don't own it to begin with.
Yuan Zhan is going crazy!
His Mo actually cried? He is strong, powerful, selfish and indifferent, a little cunning and a little mean-spirited, and the priest is actually crying? !
Who made his Mo so sad? He's going to kill him! chop him up! Tore him apart!
Forced to calm down, Yuan Zhan stroked the back of Yan Mo's head with his big hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me what happened?"
Yan Mo raised his head slowly, slightly separated from Yuan Zhan, he greedily looked at the man's face, raised his hand to caress his chin, it was hot, alive, and real.
Heishui Yingshi opened his mouth wide. Those two people could not be seen anymore, he was so cheeky that he was too embarrassed to stare at him, he always felt that those two people had already entered another isolated world, and those who dared to approach would die!
Fortunately, the soldiers and the slaves have already left almost the same distance, otherwise seeing the two bosses being so emotional (nasty)... Uh, maybe after one winter, Jiuyuan's pairing rate will increase by a few layers
Yuan Zhan... Yuan Zhan was already so happy that he didn't know what to do, but this kind of treatment was not good after he volunteered himself!
The strong attachment, joy, love and longing from his lord priest almost overwhelmed him!
Beg to be drowned! Don't come to rescue me, I'm going to drown in it all my life!
"Mo, what happened?" The intoxicated man didn't forget to care about his partner.
"The gods of the ancestors punished me for going through an illusion." Yan Mo didn't intend to hide it, he urgently needed to confide in his lover.
"Illusion?"
Yan Mo wiped his tears casually, although it was embarrassing to shed tears, it was much more refreshing to vent like this, "In the illusion, you and I have become ordinary people, we don't have the slightest ability of divine blood, and we were captured as slaves by the Bone Refining Clan, nine The native warriors became their slave soldiers, and we were trapped as slaves in slave camps."
Yan Mo didn't narrate in detail, but only mentioned some important experiences, and he didn't even want to recall those processes in detail.
But just hearing that two children were killed, that he had three limbs cut off and committed suicide, leaving only Yan Mo struggling in the slave camp alone, Yuan Zhan's heart was about to burst in pain.
"Why did the ancestor god let you experience such an illusion?" Yuan Zhan wished that he was also in the illusion at that time. If he was there, he would definitely not let his silent bear those things alone, let alone be so useless!
Yan Mo still couldn't calm down, and said with a bit of hatred: "Probably because he wants me to experience the feeling of being a weak person."
Yuan Zhan glanced over the slaves who walked away, "So you saved so many slaves and came back?"
Yan Mo smiled, his smile was a bit ugly, he stroked the man's arm and said suddenly: "Now I understand why some people would rather die than lose their power and status and their abilities, it's really sad to be weak! Endless hate, endless anger, endless grievances, but if you don't have the ability and status to control other people's life, death and fate at will, you can't do anything. You can't revenge, you can't threaten, you can't make the other party pay any price! You You can only hate in your heart, you can only curse impotently, you can only live with hatred and despair, and you can only live by watching others wink."
"... Are you afraid?" Yuan Zhan looked into his lover's eyes.
Yan Mo nodded calmly, "Yes, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of losing my current ability, losing everything that surpasses others, I'm afraid of becoming weak, I'm afraid... the things in the illusion will actually appear."
Yuan Zhan laughed, "My lord priest, you should believe in yourself more. Even if you lose your divine blood ability, you still have medical skills, you know acupuncture, you know how to prepare poison, and these two things already give you the ability to protect yourself. And Your medical skills can make people gather around you, and you still have brains. If we really fall into the same situation as in the illusion, even if we can’t kill the horned man, it’s not difficult to escape. Hehe, don’t forget How did you deal with me back then?"
What Yan Mo wanted to say, Yuan Zhan pinched his ear and smiled proudly, "Even if you don't believe in yourself, you should believe in me. Don't take that idiot in the illusion as the real me. Would it be so stupid to be in that situation? Even if you can’t protect you and the children? And even if you really slept with that slave, it’s okay, at that time, saving your life is the number one priority.”
"Boom!" Yuan Zhan received a fist on the forehead.
Yuan Zhan smiled and grabbed Yan Mo's hand, "I'm serious, I don't want others to touch you, as long as I think that someone else will touch you, I can't bear it. But if there are really more than me in that situation If someone with a higher status and better living conditions than me appears, I will definitely not prevent you from approaching him, I will only accumulate strength to snatch you back in the future, and then kill the person who has meddled with you."
Yuan Zhan said it very plainly, but Yan Mo knew that this person really thought so.
That's right, people nowadays don't have any concept of chastity, Yuan Zhan doesn't want others to touch him, it's just a desire for monopoly, and it really has nothing to do with chastity or not. If he really slept with a few men and women, Yuan Zhan might be so angry that he would kill those people, but he would definitely not feel that his body was stained or anything, he had no such concept.
"What if the other party deliberately kills you in order to get me? Or they simply want to humiliate us and kill us. You can beat one person, and many more, even if you lose your divine blood ability. Are you besieged by people? Let alone confronted with blood warriors!"
"Mo, you are on the edge of a dead end." Yuan Zhan was very helpless, this damned illusion was so abominable that it affected his priest's normal judgment.
"Well, even if we lose everything, only the power of ordinary people remains, but ordinary people also have the way of ordinary people to live. In the past, there were many warriors killed by their own slaves in the original tribes. It happened to the tribes. The slaves were almost ordinary people, but many of the soldiers who were killed had the ability of divine blood. Besides, I have always believed in your saying, "If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of no firewood." , when necessary, in order to save your life, for you, for the children, what is the dignity of a soldier and a male, even if those slaves let me kneel down and beg for mercy, even let me serve as a mount for him every day... "
"Stop it!" Yan Mo couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't bear it and couldn't imagine Yuan Zhan doing these things for him, and he didn't even want him to do it!
Yuan Zhan smiled again. He touched his lover's face, held his face in his hands, lowered his head and rubbed against the tip of his nose, and whispered: "My Mo, my life. Do you find it unimaginable? But you have ever Remember, when I was in the original tribe because of my right leg injury, I lost my way to upgrade. What was the difference between me and the weak person you said at that time? But I was not desperate. I was trying to make myself better. At that time I just wanted to have a slave of my own, and then I picked you up. And you were so weak at the time, but you can't deal with me as the master?"
Yan Mo seemed to understand a little bit, "Are you telling me that people of every class have different wishes? The weak have the happiness of the weak? And they may become strong."
"That's it." Yuan Zhan kissed his mouth, then bit his ear, his heart softened with joy, it turned out that his Mo cared so much about him, and even cried for him, hey!
Heishui Yingshi covered his face, and secretly spread his fingers apart.
The few remaining soldiers who followed him also blushed and peeked over there, all of them inexplicably excited: Our leader and the priest have such a good relationship! For God's sake, this is simply wonderful!
Qi Yuan didn't leave either, he looked at the two with a touch of envy. He also had a wife and children, but when he was demoted to slavery, his wife and children did not follow him, but chose his father. He didn't blame his wife, it was better to be one of his father's women than to bring the children to live a hard life with him, but he couldn't help it.
Only the former war leader of his own priest had eyes in his eyes: "My lord priest, wake up from your sorrow quickly, your son, apprentice, and I are still alive! The strong also have the distress of the strong, we Now that we are strong, don't we have any worries? On the contrary, we have more enemies, and we have more things to think about."
"But I still think it's better to be strong." Yan Mo muttered, losing his temper after being kissed by Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan smiled, "Of course, if you can be strong, who wouldn't want to be? If you really think about the weak... Well, actually, I think the rules you made for Jiu Yuan are to create a relatively fair living environment for the weak , I seem to understand what the ancestor god wants you to do."
Yan Mo rolled his eyes, "I thought you should have understood long ago."
Yuan Zhan laughed, "Okay, I will support you more seriously, let's build a tribe for the weak so that they can live with peace of mind and try not to feel unfair."
"No slaves, no bullying, abuse, robbery, and no harm to children."
"Of course, that's what we're doing now."
Yan Mo shook his head, "You don't understand, what I did before was just for the convenience of management and a better living environment for the children, and I think that kind of system can make more people willing to join Jiuyuan, not..." Really think about the weak.
Yuan Zhan hugged him, let him lean into his arms, and said calmly but forcefully: "Don't worry. No matter what you want to do, I will be with you. If you want to save someone, I will help you. If you want to If the weak live a good life, we will build such a force. If you want to kill people, I will help you kill them. If you want to start a war, I will rush to the forefront. You start with the demon gods, kill gods and demons, and I will be the last in your hands. A sharp bone knife! Everything is mine."
Yan Mo raised the corners of his lips, leaned his head slightly on his little lover's thick shoulder, "Baby, have you noticed that you are becoming more and more good at talking about love?"
The two looked at each other and laughed together.
Because of the change in standing posture, Yan Mo finally saw other people in his eyes again.
Heishui Yingshi chuckled, turned around and ran away. The few soldiers he brought also snickered and hurriedly followed.
Qi Yuan didn't move.
"Captain Heishui, wait!" Yan Mo raised his voice.
Heishui Yingshi thought to himself: It's too bad, the price of watching the excitement has come!
But what Yan Mo said next was beyond his expectation: "As for the house, I'm afraid I need to ask Head of Heishui to build more."
Listening to the business, Heishui hurriedly turned around, "How much do you want?"
Yan Mo jumped off the mound, walked up to Qi Yuan, and asked him, "Do you know how many slaves there are?"
Yuan Zhan followed suit.
Qi Yuan replied without hesitation: "In addition to the slave soldiers, there are about 6,000, but this is the number before winter. Since winter has entered, I estimate that there are about 4,000, which is not bad."
Heishui frowned, "Why are there so many dead?"
Qi Yuan smiled bitterly, "A lot of those who were captured were injured. Who cares about the wounded slaves? Those who can survive are fortune-tellers. If they can't survive, they can only die. Of course, more people died because of the cold winter and heavy labor. Labor, the elderly and children die the most. If Lord Mo Wu doesn't come to rescue us this time, we don't know how many people in our group can survive in a few days."
Yan Mo said to Heishui: "Then prepare houses according to the number of 4,000 people."
Heishui was surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, "No problem."
Yan Mo: "It's best to build it before night."
Blackwater: "..."
Yuan Zhanle, "Okay, what a bear, do you think you are from the Dona tribe! I will help you, and I will go there later."
Heishui let out a sigh of relief, "That's good, with the help of the leader, the house will definitely be ready before night."
"No, you guys are busy first, Ah Zhan is going to save people with me later."
Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows.
Qi Yuan was overjoyed.
Heishui blinked, "Are you going to get all the horned man's slaves here?"
"And their slave soldiers. Are we ready to accept them?" Yan Mo asked with a smile.
Heishui asked: "How much?"
Qi Yuan replied: "I know about thirty thousand."
Yuan Zhan also nodded, "I have seen them attack several times, and the total number of slave soldiers is about 30,000, and it will not exceed 40,000 at most."
When Yan Mo thought of the thousands of slaves he bought from Morgan, they didn't even frown. This shows that Morgan's military strength is at least ten times higher. If you count the loss of the Morgan warriors after the horned people invaded the Morgan, it is normal that there are still 20,000 to 30,000 people left.
Heishui did not reply immediately when he heard the amount, but was thinking carefully.
Qi Yuan looked at Heishui nervously, with a little pleading in his eyes.
Yan Mo secretly sighed in his heart, Qi Yuan was such a proud person, but he has only been in the slave camp for so long, the self-confidence and pride of the superior has almost disappeared from him.
Heishui made the calculations and said conservatively: "If there are no troublemakers among those people, including the slaves in the later period, there are a total of 40,000 people, we Jiuyuan can't afford it. But if there are malicious people among them, It is difficult to control, once something happens to them, it is likely to cause civil strife in Jiuyuan."
Qi Yuan strenuously took a step forward, "I can guarantee that the Morgans belonging to the slave soldiers will never make trouble, I swear by my fighting spirit! Although they still listen to my father on the surface, but after that man killed the priest and sacrificed water My lord, the man with horns has lured and captured the water god. My Morgan warriors hate him to the core, and no one will listen to him. If Lord Mo Wu can rescue the water god back to Jiuyuan, then my Morgans will Swear to be loyal to Jiuyuan forever!"
Heishui was excited when he heard the words, "How many slave soldiers belong to Shan Morgan, or how many slave soldiers can you control?"
"About twenty thousand."
"Enough!" Heishui was happy, "This way, the Morgan fighters can help keep an eye on other people." Of course, this is under the assumption that the Morgan fighters will never have problems.
Yan Mo didn't completely believe in Qi Yuan, but he had his own plan. Since he dared to say that he would bring so many people back, he would guarantee that he would not give these people a chance to make trouble, but now that Qi Yuan is here, he doesn't Tell Blackwater what he thinks.
Heishui didn't believe it either, but he knew how to be a man, and he couldn't see any doubts about Qi Yuan on his face.
Yuan Zhan was thoughtful, "All the soldiers in Morgan listen to you now?"
Qi Yuan replied respectfully: "I didn't dare to guarantee that everyone would listen to me, but after what that person did, no one would stand by his side. That's why that person was so afraid of me, and let the horned man take care of me." The most important reason why Qi Hao and I were demoted to slavery."
"Oh? What was the main reason for that time?"
Qi Yuan said without any concealment: "I tried to release Lord Water God, but was discovered by that person. And Qi Hao was killed by that person because of anger, Lord Sishui, rebelled against that person, and was also handed over to the horned man by that person." .”
Heishui looked at Qi Yuan sympathetically, "Your father is really cruel."
"We are not good things, at most we are a little more human than him." Qi Yuan said frankly.
Heishui patted him, "What you want is this bit of humanity, is this your brother Qi Hao?"
"Yeah." Qi Yuan was very tired, but he still didn't put down Qi Hao's body.
Yan Mo's eyes fell on Qi Hao's corpse, and asked bluntly: "He is already dead, why do you still have to bring him?"
Qi Yuan lowered his eyes, "I just don't want his body left there to be used as material, or to be fed to war beasts. He... is my blood brother anyway, and I want to put his body in the upper reaches of the river."
Mogan doesn't like to bury the corpses, they worship the water source, and put people into the living water after death, in order to ask the water god to bless their souls and use the power of the water god to send the souls of the dead into the embrace of the mother god.
And being able to put a person's body into the source or upstream of a river is considered a very solemn funeral in Morgan, which cannot be enjoyed by important figures such as chiefs and priests.
"If I say... I have a way to bring Qi Hao back to life, do you want him to come back to life?" If it was the past, Yan Mo would not have had great benefits, and would never have wasted a soul-returning pill refined with his flesh and blood. But he is still in the aftertaste of the illusion. In layman's terms, it is the time when his heart is the softest.
Heishui looked at Yan Mo abruptly, not hiding his surprise.
Yuan Zhan frowned disapprovingly.
Qi Yuan was even more shocked, but after thinking twice, he still shook his head, "I think, Master Mo Wu, you must pay a huge price for bringing a dead person back to life? I can't pay it back, and Qi Hao and I... Seriously Come on, the relationship is not very good, since he said that he and I will be good brothers in the next life, then wait for the next life."
Qi Yuan is very calm, he knows Qi Hao too well, he is just a man who speaks kindness after death, if he really makes him come back to life, maybe they will be patient with each other for a while, but after a long time, everything will return to the original, or even worse, their Personality, opinions, etc., it is destined that they cannot be a pair of brothers who love each other.
Qi Hao said a kind word before he died, and he brought him out of Morgan, and put him in the source of the great river with the highest funeral ceremony equivalent to the status of a chief, which can be regarded as repaying this verbal kindness.
Of course Yan Mo wouldn't force it, he just softened his heart just now, he really saved Qi Hao, and there will be a lot more troubles in the future.
When the news gets out, if anyone dies, they will come to beg him. How many soul-returning pills can he have
Even if he said that he only had two pieces in total, or that it was difficult to refine and he could only get one piece in ten years, but if something happened to an important person in Jiuyuan during the limited period, or if someone who couldn't refuse came to his door, he would not save him.
As long as he violates his statement once, others will no longer believe what he said about the difficulty of refining. When the time comes, he won't be able to give it to him if he asks for it, and it will bring disasters to himself and Jiuyuan for nothing. It's better to be the same as now, only relying on fate, and only making deals with some special partners.
In this way, if an accident happened to an important person in Jiuyuan, he secretly rescued him, not only would it not be easy to cause an accident, but he could also gain deeper loyalty from the people of Jiuyuan.
The soul-returning pill can only exist as a special secret material, and it must not be made public.
Seeing that Qi Yuan rejected Yan Mo's proposal, Yuan Zhan's thought of killing Qi Yuan to silence him disappeared.
Seeing Yuan Zhan's expression, Heishui immediately shut up, expressing that he would never speak out.
When Yan Mo saw it, he chuckled, "Do you think it's easy to revive the dead? It requires very important sacrifices, I need to dance the sacrificial dance, and the dead should not exceed three days, and the body must be intact. Both have been achieved, whether it can be saved or not depends on the mood of the ancestor god."
Heishui nodded solemnly, "I think so, this is the realm of the gods. Don't worry, Mr. Mo Wu, I will never tell this matter!"
Qi Yuan quickly followed suit and swore.
Yan Mo laughed, "It's okay, I have already put a curse on you, if you tell a third person that I can save the dead, you will become sacrifices to the ancestor gods."
Heishui and Qi Yuan really believed it! Who knows that anyone who is well-informed in the entire Eastern Continent now knows that the most powerful Master Curse Witch is the master of this silent witch!
Yan Mo asked Qi Yuan to temporarily hand over Qi Hao's body to Heishui, saying that he would invite him back to Mogan to help lead the way.
Qi Yuan agreed without hesitation, he wished so, he wanted to recommend himself by staying.
Yuan Zhan was a little puzzled, "Why are you in such a hurry? We can settle these slaves first..."
Yan Mo interrupted him, "It's too cold, if we delay by one day, we will save a lot of people. Since we already have this idea, let's not delay any longer."
Yuan Zhan felt distressed, and held the hand of his own priest. It seems that the influence of that illusion on Mo cannot be eliminated in a short time.
Yan Mo looked up at him, and smiled slyly: "Of course, the most important thing is that the horned person would never think that we just went there and came back in a blink of an eye."