The savages were so frightened by this cry that they immediately fell to the ground and prostrated themselves at the feet of the god.
Yelu Dayong held a torch and turned rapidly. Everyone was dazzled. They saw that he was dancing a witch dance that prayed for victory, good weather and prosperity of his descendants. His body was shaking violently, like a flying bat, and suddenly it took off again. .How many people have ever seen such a wonder? One by one, they kept kowtowing and spilling the wine in their hands on the ground, muttering: "Great God, we will crawl at your feet and be loyal to you forever..."
Yelu Dayong was surprised when he saw Yelu Dayong's tricks. He didn't know how he flew up. But after careful observation for a long time, he found some clues. It turned out that there was a secret hidden in his black robe. His eyes looked towards the blazing fire. He looked at the drunken and pious savages around him, and spat: "Damn it, old ghost Yelu, there really are two more strikes. If it weren't for that terrifying face, how would he be willing to cooperate with me? "
In the darkness, two people slowly approached. They wore protective colored savage uniforms, their faces were smeared with the most common oil paint of savages, and their bodies were covered with feathers. They were not much different from the savages from various tribes sitting there.
When they approached, everyone's attention was attracted when Yelu Dayong flew up. Yelu Dayong danced crazily while drinking and waving a torch, like a crazy black bat. Amidst the deafening cheers, the two quietly danced. Sitting in the last row of the group of savages, no one noticed that two savages suddenly appeared beside them.
Hua Rong's eyes turned. She came here to inquire about Yelu Dayong's movements and be prepared. She didn't know that the strange man was Yelu Dayong. She was also deeply shocked. Zhahe lowered his voice in her ear: "This It’s the high priest…”
The drunken cheers around him were so deafening that Hua Rong couldn't hear clearly. In a blink of an eye, he quietly looked around and recognized from the clothes. He saw important leaders of various tribes gathered together. It was obviously Yelu Dayong's first "meeting ministers" ceremony.
Amidst the drunken cheers, she heard a very strange laughter, hidden among the crowd, which seemed a bit strange. She looked at it carefully and saw a burly man sitting cross-legged on the ground in the middle. Above him. Wearing a Khitan headdress with a few strange feathers; his dark face was turned red by the blazing fire, his open chest was dripping with sweat, and there was a bright broadsword beside him.
Deer knife!
She had seen this knife when she was seventeen.
Hua Rong was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and felt indescribable joy. King Qin, how could he be here? Could it be that the person behind the fight with him that day was King Qin
Zhahe did not recognize King Qin. At this time, the high priest in the field had already danced in front of King Qin. He flicked the torch in his hand and almost hit King Qin head and face. Hua Rong was sweating in his hands. , I saw a golden mask suddenly appeared in the hand of the high priest. He bent down and put it on King Qin's face. He knelt down, waved the torch toward the sky, and suddenly let out a scream.
Hua Rong was startled when he saw the savages kneeling down to the ground again: "Greetings to my king."
Zhahe also took her and hid behind the barbarians, squatted down, and whispered: "This is their king..." At this time, King Qin had been masked, and he could not recognize him even more, and asked: "This must be That’s what Yeluda used…”
Hua Rong was speechless. King Qin actually came to be the king of these savages. Where was the little tiger head? Where is the little tiger head
She wanted to jump up and run to King Qin immediately to ask what happened.
… …
However, she finally suppressed it and sat quietly, her palms sweating. She took a peek and saw King Qin standing up, making a gesture with his hands, his voice was loud, and his local dialect was very stiff. Apparently they only learned one sentence, which meant that everyone should be equal and stand up to drink. So the savages stood up again, and the scene was noisy.
At this time, the high priest in the field was wandering, his robes were flying higher and higher, and he was singing a kind of witchcraft song with a hoarse voice. Hua Rong had an excellent memory, not to mention Yelv Dayong's voice was so special. It was immediately clear that this priest was exactly the same. It was Yelu who was pretending to be a ghost.
At this time, a man in very complicated clothes came over and handed a golden sword to King Qin. He muttered something. King Qin laughed and put the golden sword on his waist. Zhahe almost exclaimed: "Oh my God. , this man turned out to be the son-in-law of the high priest... "
Hua Rong knew the strange customs of some tribes, using a golden sword to symbolize the prince-in-law. As expected, Yelu Dayong acted as the Supreme Emperor and acted with the ceremony of the Prince of Daliao. However, the King of Qin, holding the golden sword, was smiling all over his face. Obviously Immerse yourself in the majesty and joy of a king.
Immediately afterwards, Yelu Dayong took out a colorful ribbon woven with parrot feathers and hung it around King Qin's neck. He also put a gorgeous colorful shawl woven with packhorse hair on him, and then took a lapis lazuli jewel in his left hand. bottle, took an elderberry in his right hand and sprinkled water on his head.
Hua Rong was very curious and asked in a low voice: "Zhahe, what are they doing?"
Zhahe watched carefully for a while: "They are celebrating that their king has an heir..."
Hua Rong was shocked. Does King Qin have an heir? She paid close attention and saw Yelu Dayong dancing in a circle after swaying the holy water. The distance was getting closer and closer, and she could clearly see the treasure bottle in his hand.
Seeing the golden sword was nothing, but seeing this sacrifice to celebrate the heir, I suddenly had mixed feelings in my heart. Only then did I understand that King Qin was really married to Li Tinglan, and what Liu Wu said was true.
Looking around, she saw King Qin wearing a blood-red parrot ribbon and a golden sword, sitting upright in the middle. Especially the colorful cascading feather crown on his head, which truly revealed a somewhat solemn royal aura. Her heart suddenly felt cold. Halfway through, which man could give up such good rights and the opportunity to be king? No wonder he gave up his power at sea and traveled thousands of miles to this remote place.
"Brother, why does this person look so familiar?"
It was Zhahe's surprised voice, but she could barely hear it clearly. Her ears were buzzing, her eyes were a little blurry, and she felt like the sea of fire was almost roasting her.
"Zhahe, let's go back..."
Zhahe was about to agree, but heard a sudden silence in the field. Hua Rong was about to stand up, but immediately made a gesture, Zhahe agreed, and the two hid behind, only to see that King Qin had already walked to the field, and several savages He ran forward and was reporting to him the situation of the Orochi tribe. It turned out that the savage tribe leaders were offering suggestions on how to take down the Orochi tribe.
Hua Rong was shocked and angry. He only heard several suggestions, all of which were aimed at the snake flower snake venom of the Serpent Tribe. King Qin listened very attentively and nodded from time to time. He paced back and forth from time to time, his big ring-shaped eyes like a leopard scanning from time to time. Looking around, although Hua Rong had completely dressed up as a savage and had thick paint on his face, he still didn't dare to look at him for fear of being recognized by him. At this time, he walked in and all he could see was his wrist. There is a bright green necklace tied to it. It is very strange and eye-catching for a man to wear such a chain on his wrist, and it is obviously a woman's accessory.
Looking around, apart from Yelu Dayong's army, just the joining of these barbarian tribes gave Hua Rong a headache. He was also very curious, what strategy would King Qin take next
The night was already dark, and everyone was already drunk, soundly sleeping in front of the increasingly dim fire. Hua Rong and Zhahe took advantage of the chaos and sneaked out quietly.
After walking a certain distance, Zhahe could no longer hide his question and asked: "Brother, I think that Tuwang looks familiar..." Seeing that Hua Rong didn't answer, he slapped his head hard and almost jumped up, "That's right. That man looks like King Qin..."
Hua Rong stopped and looked at the increasingly dim moonlight in the sky: "Zhahe, tell me, if it is really King Qin, how should we deal with him?"
"Brother, is it really King Qin? Do you recognize it too?"
Hua Rong was silent.
Zhahe couldn't believe it. Years ago, he went to Beijing with King Qin to search for Ganoderma lucidum and play tricks on Jin Wushu. The scene was still vivid in his mind.
"Brother, if it is really the King of Qin, how can he be your enemy?" He became happy, "It would be great if it was really the King of Qin, hahaha, we can try to contact him. If he knows it is us..."
Hua Rong shook his head, one moment and another. The current King of Qin represents the power of Yelu Dayong. Could he give up the Orochi tribe because of his personal feelings
"Brother, I'll try to tell the king. If he knew you were here, I wouldn't know how happy he would be..."
"Zhahe, no need, we will act accordingly first."
Hearing her calm tone, Zhahe suddenly remembered the golden sword worn by King Qin and the ceremony to celebrate the birth of a son. He was startled, but he was straight-tempered and couldn't help but said it anyway: "How could the king become the son-in-law of the high priest? The high priest who is it?"
This is the crux of the matter. Hua Rong once met with Liu Wu. When King Qin came, even if Liu Wu didn't take the initiative to tell him, as long as he inquired about it, Liu Wu would tell him, but he never came to see her. Obviously, the purpose of coming was not for himself at all. He came with only one purpose: to start a real cooperation with Yelu Dayong.
"Little brother..."
"I remembered, I remembered..."
Seeing her sudden change of expression, Zhahe asked hurriedly: "Brother, what did you remember?"
Fortunately, it was covered with thick oil paint and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly. Hua Rong could hardly hear Zhahe's words, because only then did she think of the green necklace - it was the one she had seen before Sanshu Yang brought it. I had seen it in the portrait of Li Tinglan. In the portrait, the girl with bright eyes and white teeth was wearing such a green necklace. No wonder, at that time, I felt it was neither fish nor fowl.
If a person like King Qin is willing to wear a woman's ornaments on his hand, he must have married the woman and truly has her flesh and blood. Otherwise, even if Yelv Day uses threats, it will be useless.
No wonder Yelu Dayong put that crown on his head with such confidence!
"Brother, what should we do?"
For a moment, Hua Rong almost lost all thoughts, and his mind was buzzing and confused.
"Little brother..."
Zhahe shouted three times before she came back to her senses and barely stabilized her chaotic thoughts: "Zhahe, let's go back first."
Along the way, she never spoke again. Zhahe wanted to ask several times, but he did not dare to disturb her.