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Chapter 1019: Horn of the Dead


"No ink marks, just throw things into the well," Su Yi from the well urged forcefully.

"You really think I'm a three-year-old kid, don't you?"

I looked intently at the well, and Su Yi's face was reflected in the water.

I sneered and said, "I haven't dealt with you once or twice, and I still treat you very well."

I understand, you are an unscrupulous person.

If I throw something down the well, I'm afraid you will kill them immediately.

With the thing in my hands, they will be safer."

"Hey, I finally figured it out."

Su Yi sneered and said, "Forget it, let the little boy bring you over and trade in person."

Then the water surface bloomed, and Su Yi's face disappeared.

I frowned slightly, is this little boy with Su Yi?

With doubts, I walked out of the human skin yurt, and then walked towards my brother.

At this moment, the little boy was still in my brother's arms.

I walked up to my brother and looked at the little boy.

My brother asked me: "How is it?

What's going on inside?"

"There are many braids, and there is also a well.

People's faces can be reflected in the well.

I saw Su Yi, grandpa and the fat man in it, but they were all shadows."

I answered my brother while still staring at the little boy.

I said: "Kid, I know you can speak, please tell me what is going on."

My brother was also surprised and looked at the little boy in his arms.

The little boy shook his head.

This move made me a little excited.

At least it was much better than when he didn't communicate with anyone before.

At least he communicated with me.

"I want to save people, my grandfather and friends, they are very important to me."

I took a deep breath and said, "You know that Suyi, right?

That woman asked you to take us to see her.

Where is she?

How could you?"

She is in the same group."

The little boy looked at me for a full minute.

I saw that he had been hesitating.

I didn’t know whether he really couldn’t speak out or was afraid of Su Yi.

I saw his throat move, pursed his lower lips, and then spoke hoarsely.

Her voice was as penetrating as a ghost's scream, and she said: "The lives of our entire clan are in her hands.

If we don't surrender, we will die, just like these dead ancestors."

"You can actually speak Chinese?"

I looked at him with wide eyes.

"Even though I look like a six-year-old boy, I'm actually older than you two combined."

The little boy said something again, which shocked my brother and me.

The two of us looked at the little boy up and down.

Seeing our surprise, the little boy said: "My body has been tampered with.

I will never grow up.

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I will always look like a child on the outside, but my mind will grow up."

Yes, it’s just that I was controlled by others before, so I could only be a mute and close myself off. " "Who?"

I asked in surprise.

"This is none of your business."

The little boy refused to answer.

There must be a reason for not speaking.

"Then what's going on when you just said these are your ancestors?"

I pointed at the human faces on the yurt.

"Well, yes, these are the dead members of our clan.

Some died of natural old age, some were killed by others, and some died of illness.

As long as adult males, their faces and braids will be sewn here, but their bones Will stay in the tribe's bone room," the little boy said with a sigh.

"Why do you do this?"

I don't understand at all.

Chinese people are very particular about being buried in their graves.

Don't the grassland people be so particular about it?

"This is a kind of witchcraft in the grassland.

It is a spell that uses the physical connection between the dead.

It is also called the horn of the dead.

There were no telephones before, and there was no such developed communication, and wars between grassland tribes were very frequent.

Tribes often carry out sneak attacks at night, and once they attack, it is easy to succeed, because there are no castles, only yurts, and it is difficult to resist the enemy's attack," the little boy explained: "In the past.

Communication basically relies on eagles.

Well-trained eagles will help transmit messages, but the prairie people are good at riding and shooting.

Before launching an attack, they will shoot the eagles in the sky.

This is what they do with each other.

Training It may take three to five years to build an eagle, but it only takes thirty seconds to kill, so this method of eagle communication is not feasible.

This kind of undead horn came into being, just like the smoke of the Chinese people. " "Lang Yan" I looked at him puzzled.

"Didn't you see the face in the well just now?"

the little boy said: "Actually, she is still in the bone room of our tribe.

Both the sound and the image are transmitted through the water below, and the connection between the two ends, It relies on the faces and hair of these undead, and the other part is the bone room built with their bones.”

I took a breath of air, there was such a weird way of communicating.

"So people in the past came up with this method.

When the scouts get information, they will pass it back to the tribe through this well.

So if someone wants to make a sneak attack, the news has been passed back here, and the other side has already prepared to fight.

Prepare, or have already evacuated," the little boy continued.

"That's it."

My brother and I looked at each other and suddenly realized.

"Then she just asked me to throw something into the well, and that thing will flow down the current.

So your tribe is under the current," I asked.

"No, as long as it is thrown into the well, no matter where it flows, the people in the bone house will know its exact location and will not be afraid of not finding it.

Of course, it will also rely on the power of the undead."

The little boy continued said.

I frowned slightly, it was going to be difficult now.

If I were invisible, Su Yi would still be able to spot me.

Grandpa and Fatty are in her hands.

If they start fighting, I'll use them as a weapon.

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I was pacing back and forth.

At this time, I actually ran out of ideas.

I simply took out the flying saucer and pressed the flying saucer.

That ray of light flashed, and Yue Lan, Lao Gou, and sister-in-law were released.

"Xiao Fan."

As soon as the three people saw me, they surrounded me.

This startled the little boy.

I looked at these three people, then turned to look at my brother and said, "Brother, you and your sister-in-law will take Wu Mian back to Dafeng Teahouse later."

"What are you doing?"

my brother asked in confusion.

"If the flying saucer is traded, you will definitely not be allowed inside, but outside, you and your sister-in-law will be in danger, so you don't want to go, just take Wu Mian back to Dafeng Teahouse, and Yue Lan, I, and Lao Gou will go.

"I told him my decision.

My sister-in-law thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's not drag them down anymore."

Yuelan came over, held my hand, and comforted me: "It's okay, let's join hands.

I don't believe that I can't defeat her.

I was really defeated before because I just got the Tianwu Cauldron, but after this period of time, I can't defeat her."

The fusion, coupled with the ten-fold acceleration of the spirit gathering array in the flying saucer, I have now mastered it, and I still have a lot of information about this battle. " "That's good."

I nodded happily

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