Following the old man's gaze, the people around him also discovered the presence of Jiang Cheng and others, and looked towards the hillside one after another. Except for the hooded one.
"There are outsiders!" The shouting revealed vigilance, and even the surrounding mental magnetic field revealed a kind of aggression that was induced but not unleashed.
Fortunately, Pang Cheng stepped forward to relieve the siege and said to everyone at the foot of the mountain: "They are not enemies, they are here to help us!"
Maybe Pang Cheng didn't have much prestige among foreigners, so everyone didn't let down their guard. Only a few people looked puzzled after hearing this, and looked at the old man in unison. The old man stood up slowly and said, "These outsiders are not enemies."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the surrounding hostility suddenly disappeared, replaced by a crowd of curious eyes. Pang Cheng walked forward at this time, saluted the old man and the hooded man, and said: "Clan leader, priest, we are back."
After Pang Cheng and Ren Zhifei explained the incident to the old man, the old man and the priest behind him greeted Jiangcheng.
Jiang Cheng saw that the old man's beard and hair were all white, he was in good spirits, and there was no signs of age in his movements, as if he was a strong young man. Like other foreigners, the old man wore a long robe and held a brass cane. He looked quite heavy, but what caught Jiang Cheng's attention the most was a key as big as a palm hanging on his chest. This key looks very ancient. In the center of the key handle, there is a Metatron cube pattern that has been seen before. Jiang Cheng was a little curious, but didn't know what the key was used for.
"Welcome to you outsiders. I am Zhou Zhimao, the leader of the foreigner camp. I never thought that after so many years, a real person would set foot here again." A gentle voice sounded in his ears. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but come back to his senses and found that the old man was looking gentle. Looking at myself.
Jiang Cheng felt that he was being rude and his face could not help but get hot. He lowered his head to avoid the other party's gaze and whispered: "Hello, clan leader, my name is Jiang Cheng."
Xu Dingjia was not so polite. Hearing what the other party said, he was curious and couldn't help but ask, "Again? Has a real person come to the camp before?"
Zhou Zhimao smiled bitterly and replied, "That happened a long time ago. At that time, the civilization of the strangers had not yet declined, and the curse had not yet befallen our tribe."
"Curse?" Jiang Cheng frowned.
Zhou Zhimao shook his head and said: "It's in the past. Too many details have been lost in history. It's meaningless to mention it again now."
Jiang Cheng and Xu Dingjia realized their abruptness and did not dare to say anything more. The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Zhou Zhimao said, "I heard from Pang Cheng that you are willing to help us retake the camp?"
Jiang Cheng and Xu Dingjia nodded.
"Can I know why?" Zhou Zhimao asked.
"What... why?" Xu Dingjia tried to play dumb.
Zhou Zhimao smiled and said: "The entire Binlin Mountain has restrictions set up by the camp. Ordinary people will not enter here at all. Of course, you two are by no means ordinary people, and there is no reason for entering here. I can know, What’s the reason?”
Jiang Cheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he thought about it again and again before saying: "The patriarch is very discerning, and there is indeed another reason for us to come here. A friend of mine... encountered some troubles, and is now dying. I heard that there is only the Holy Grail in the camp. I can save her, so I thought..."
"Hmph, the Holy Grail is the treasure of our camp, how can it be loaned out so easily!" Fei Yi, the priest who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke with a very cold tone.
After hearing this, Xu Dingjia felt uncomfortable and said: "We are just borrowing it to save people, and we will pay it back later. Why are we so stingy?"
Fei Yi sneered, and Jiang Cheng immediately noticed that the other party's mental fluctuations showed a hint of aggression, as if he was about to take action against Xu Dingjia. Xu Dingjia also noticed it and secretly guarded against the opponent's attack. The atmosphere in the venue was tense and tense for a moment.
Fortunately, at this time Zhou Zhimao said: "They are guests, so they must not be rude."
Fei Yi didn't speak, just lowered his head and took a step back, and the previous mental fluctuations quietly subsided.
Xu Dingjia also had lingering fears. After the previous impulse passed, he realized that his actions had almost put him in danger.
Seeing that both parties had calmed down, Zhou Zhimao asked again: "What happened to your friend that he needed the Holy Grail to save him?"
Jiang Cheng knew what the "Ashes of Guixu" represented among the strangers, and it was inappropriate to tell a group of strangers about trespassing on the ancient ruins. He could only reply hesitantly, "We encountered Guixu before. Ruins believer...I couldn't tell the specific details at the moment. Later, a stranger friend told me that only the Holy Grail in the camp could save her. So, we found the location of the camp through some methods."
Zhou Zhimao seemed to have understood, and said: "Your friend may have fallen into the tricks of the Guixu believers and been quietly transformed. Indeed, in this case, only the Holy Grail can save him."
Fei Yi spoke again, with the same harsh tone as before, "What does that have to do with us? Now the camp is facing an unprecedented disaster. We already have too much time to take care of ourselves. How can we still care about you?"
Xu Dingjia was furious when he heard this, but after learning from his previous experience, he suppressed his impulse and said angrily: "In that case, how about we make a deal?"
"Deal?" Fei Yi said with disdain, but still said: "I heard that you want to help, do you think you can exchange for the Holy Grail?"
"I have indeed heard from Pang Cheng about this." Zhou Zhimao said, "Thank you for your kindness, but this operation is very dangerous. We are not sure of victory, and we are not willing to let you risk your lives for this. . Moreover, the forbidden area where the Holy Grail is kept is also within the control of the Guixu believers. Even if I have the intention, I can't do anything. I'm very sorry that I can't help your friends. The only thing I can do now is to send people before the war breaks out. Escort you to leave safely!"
Zhou Zhimao's meaning was obvious. Fei Yi understood it and immediately said, "Send off guests." Before he finished speaking, two guards walked out from behind Zhou Zhimao and were about to send Jiang Cheng and Xu Dingjia away.
"Wait!" Xu Dingjia stepped forward and said.
"What else is there to say? Leave quickly before the Guixu believers come." Fei Yi sneered, "Otherwise, it will be too late for you to leave!"
Following Fei Yi's instructions, two more guards were prepared to drag Xu Dingjia away.
Xu Dingjia had no choice but to shout loudly while being dragged: "You have really been in the mountains for a long time and your brains have become rigid! Have you forgotten who the nemesis of the Guixu believers is? It is this real person in front of you. !Are you all stupid? You clearly have a chance to win but you don’t cherish it, and you insist on confronting someone head-on. Are the lives of your people so worthless?”