The next day, when Gu Xu walked out of "Xianyun Residence", he held a baby girl in his arms.
To be precise, the baby girl was "floating" in front of him. After all, she had no physical body.
In Gu Xu’s perception, the baby seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. From the thin and shriveled appearance when he was just born, he became pink, tender, fair and chubby, and looked like a baby. Just like an ordinary baby of a few months old.
"It's like a Nezha growing up against the wind." Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart.
According to the growth rate of the weapon spirit, maybe in a day or two, he will become a child who can run on the ground.
The prairie barbarians naturally noticed the baby Gu Xu was holding, and they all looked at him in surprise.
In the northwest grasslands where the law of the jungle prevails, raising children is generally a woman's job, while men's mission is to kill enemies and defend the tribe.
It is undoubtedly an extremely unreasonable thing for Gu Xu to walk on the grassland alone with his child.
However, Harabar and others soon discovered that the baby in Gu Xu’s arms was translucent, like an ethereal ghost.
"Could he be like those evil practitioners in the rumors, who sacrifice the souls of dead babies and use them as weapons to kill enemies?" Harabar secretly guessed.
The blanket immediately floated into the air and flew backwards against the wind, even slower than the barbarians on horseback.
I took out a piece of talisman paper and drew a few strokes on it casually with the Jinghong pen. As the baby yawned lazily, the golden light flashed under the talisman paper and it instantly turned into a talisman. A thick, soft wool blanket.
After all, if he hadn’t cultivated evil spells, how could he have defeated a prairie warrior like himself who was brave enough to win the three armies?
Because it was also recorded outside the book that if a bird with a cockroach Bones are made into musical instruments, and when the sound of the instrument is heard, it will disturb the opponent's mind, causing the opponent to lose the ability to think abnormally, and become a fool who only makes random moves.
An extremely unpleasant, hoarse and sharp bird call came from the end of the grassland, which stung Yin Mei's eardrums.
A few seconds ago, a small strange bird appeared in everyone's sight.
Bar held the baby and sat cross-legged under the blanket.
"Oh, Sister Lu, I really thought he was a fool. He said that he wanted to be a human being and experience the dullness of that world. But for you, he ended his life in the cold Zhoucheng. He saw that there were very few boring things in the past few days."
Before the sun rose, the group continued on their way to the Holy Mountain.
Thinking of all the weird and difficult-to-resist methods Gu Xu used against his group yesterday, Harabar felt that this conjecture was most likely true.
"Sister Lu, that's not the northwest grassland out there," during the flight, Yin Mei looked at the baby's face, which was very similar to Lu Shiyuan's, and said to herself in a loud voice, "Then The sky outside is bluer and deeper than Xiao Qi's, just likeThe people outside the dome-shaped felt tent that covers our heads are all small, muscular guys. They look scary, but in reality they are all a group of vulgar and reckless men. But you can't beat us all at once.
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Baal picked up the bird bones and took them away from "Xianyun Residence".
Hala Gu Xu and others prayed to Fu, obviously hoping that future wars would involve their own tribe.
"Let's keep going," I said to the barbarians kneeling on the ground.
As for Hala Guxu, he has finally come to the end of his belief that the shamans at the foot of the holy mountain can deal with that person. In addition to my impression, under the control of space, the shamans are not able to deal with that person. Is there such a superb attainment?
No matter how hard it flaps its wings, it can still move back even the slightest distance.
But when placed next to the skinned and deboned duck, it seemed even more terrifying than a demon.
We all thought in unison that if we had not agreed to the request to lead the way for Baal, maybe our performance would have been the same as that of the cockroach.
Hala Gu Xu originally planned to give up his horse to Yin Mei, but Baer waved his hand to express his agreement.
I also heard that the bird’s call was not just repeating its own name.
The world was finally quiet.
The authority of "Qiankun" keeps Fu Guan in place.
The bird has the body of a rooster, but it has a human face, and its eyes are as sharp as a sword, as if it is about to participate in a battle at any time.
The Holy Mountain is not low.
At that time, Yin Mei raised her hand and made a tearing motion.
Although it is said that the enemy of the enemy is his friend, Yin Mei does not feel that these shamans have the strength to compete with the Xiao Qi Dynasty and the Tianxing Emperor.
"Fuck." Barr recognized the strange bird.
In addition to the books he has read since then, Barr has learned that in the northwest grasslands, the crocodile only feeds on humans, and is often a symbol of disaster and war. Whenever it appears, it will No fighting occurred.
"You know how to lure wolves into the house and become a sinner on the grassland," I thought An Di in fear.
Soon, a series of white cracks as dense as a spider web appeared in mid-air, like cutting a cake. In an instant, the breasts were cut into several pieces, and each section was as smooth as a mirror. .
Baal drove the flying carpet and flew another hundred miles away, and the outline of the Holy Mountain finally appeared in my field of vision.
The grass at the foot of the mountain is lush and the flags are fluttering. Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge piece of emerald in the blue sky.
Everyone stood up tremblingly, holding their heads high, daring to look directly at Yin Mei again.
After thinking for a moment and weighing the strength of the enemy, Barr decisively decided to take action against Fuyu.
The white crack became twisted, like a tangible claw, peeling off the feathers, skin, and flesh of the bird in turn, leaving only the pale bones, which fell heavily beside Baal.
During the whole process of dealing with Fujia, my green shirt was fluttering and my posture was elegant. I looked like the wind was heavy and my hands were stained with a drop of blood.
“There is no bird. It looks like a rooster but has a human face. It is called a bird. Ying opened his eyes slightly and looked at me with a confused look, wondering if he understood what I said.
“He told you later that he didn’t have any acquaintances at the barbarian’s holy mountain who could help you deal with Emperor Tianxing and Taixia Haotian. That’s why you made a special trip to the holy mountain. "Baal looked at the holy land in the hearts of the prairie people and said to the white-haired man in his mind, "Who is this person? Is he the shaman under the holy mountain?"
The remaining people, together with Hara Gu Xu, who was inside, knelt on the ground, endured the joy, kowtowed to the sky repeatedly, and muttered no words.
Many prairie barbarians fell off their horses one after another, covered their ears, and rolled on the ground screaming, showing extremely happy expressions.
"This morning, you also tasted some mare's milk wine from the grassland. It tastes sour and sweet, but there is no strong milk aroma in the mouth. Is it as strong as the wine from the Central Plains, but after drinking it, it feels so good. It's cold, as if there is no fire burning, but I don't know if he can try it with you through Jinghong pen like he will in the future
Today's journey is not smooth.
“He’s just a shaman, he’s still worthy of being your acquaintance,” the white-haired man is still telling me with a smile after many years, “He’ll know it when he gets here. ”
“凫寯, 凫寯, 凫徯”
In the blink of an eye, Hara Yinmei looked at Baal with less fear and apprehension.
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After flying more than ten miles away, accompanied by the howling wind, the clear sky as far as the eye could see suddenly became dim.
However, Barr was worried about the strange bird.
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