Chapter 253: Nuwa mends the sky (27) Shentu and Yulei
The mist was vast and the smoke was vast.
The lake was as beautiful as a fairyland on earth and stretched as far as the eye could see. Green islands of all sizes could be seen in the distance. This was the habitat of the Shennong tribe.
The pure black pterosaur armor stopped over a medium-sized island with the highest green coverage rate in Yunmengze. Ye Mo and others flew or jumped one after another and landed silently in a dense jungle with some strange vegetation. There
were seven or eight people standing in the jungle.
The leader was wearing a pure white feather robe, with crane hair and a childlike face. Like the witch beside Ye Mo, he seemed to have the same holy halo on his head.
This is the witch of Shennong tribe. If you look closely, you can see that she has many wrinkles around her eyes and forehead, which indicates that she is about to reach the end of her life.
Interestingly, she doesn't even need witchcraft. When she saw the old witch, Shennong suddenly had an epiphany. Her confused mind suddenly became clear.
She immediately realized what stupid things she had done.
When she woke up and saw the old witch, she looked guilty and smiled a little flatteringly. Other people in Shennong tribe were not surprised.
This is a wise man.
With outsiders present, the old witch did not get involved with Shennong. After calling "chief", he smiled kindly at the guest, Ye Mo, the chief of the Yanzi tribe, and said, "Chief Nuwa, this island is Xirang."
Shennong tribe has just started to study plants. The plants growing on Xirang Island are all the more famous "immortal herbs" in this world, which are mainly used for healing and cultivation.
Watson also came into contact with Xirang for the first time. It was not because it was too secretive, but also because Shennong tribe did not pay enough attention to it and did not know how to use it.
For Watson, different growth environments, mutual restraint of attributes, and random burial in the soil, the messy garbage planting method can actually grow so many extremely precious medicinal plants. Xirang is indeed an ancient divine object. I
really want to bring it back to the world.
How can I bring Xirang back to the world?
Maria, help!
Watson's craving for the soil on the ground has almost become a real makeup, which is eye-catching. Everyone in the Shennong tribe knows that he likes flowers and plants, so they don't care.
Wang Xue stared:
...Isn't it still soil?
"The witch can be Nuwa." Ye Mo ignored the childish rivalry of his friends and said to Shennong and the old witch: "The Vermillion Bird Egg, the Dragon Egg, and Xirang, the three together, are very likely to encounter black fog, and the possibility of encountering strong black fog is also very high. I can't bury the Vermillion Bird Egg and the Dragon Egg in the Shennong tribe and bring disaster to you."
Even if there is life space, treasures are still treasures and will still attract unknown black fog.
This is what I said to Shennong at the beginning. Xirang is borrowed, but the products on Xirang, except for the Vermillion Bird Eggs and the Dragon Eggs, belong to the Dragon Tribe.
The old witch glared at Shennong secretly. She also knew that this matter could not be changed. This was the best. She could only add a little thought to this method and push out her most satisfied and smartest students, the second son of Shennong.
"...Yan and his men are resistant to falling. If you have any difficulties, just let them do it." Ye Mo promoted this result. Her target was Watson under Yan.
That night, in order to welcome Nuwa, the Shennong tribe held a grand banquet.
The banquet steps in this world are mainly demonstrations and fighting. The Shennong tribe also has extremely delicious wild fruits and other natural snacks, and music and dance are a small part of it.
Ye Mo and Wang Xue actually saw Watson playing the sheng in the band. Wang Xue rubbed her eyes, not because she was dazzled. "Hahahaha, this witch music is really nice, and the dance is also beautiful."
The one dancing the witch dance in the middle was not the old witch, but Yan's wife, Watson's other master, the princess of the Changxi tribe - Chang Ji, a light witch.
Chang Ji's dance moves are more gentle than other witches, floating like a fairy, with a cold temperament, pure and clean, very much like the temperament of a moon fairy.
Wang Xue poked Ye Mo with her elbow and pointed at Jun, the eldest son of Shennong, and his wife Xi'e.
Xi'e, who worked in the Xihe tribe that worshipped the sun, was more like the mythical Chang'e, but she had a passionate personality like fire, was very good at fighting, and was also a proud child of heaven.
Because of the struggle between the Xihe tribe and the Changxi tribe, the two sons of Shennong clan are not as close as brothers. The Yan clan is willing to retreat, but they are not so incompatible.
The above has little to do with Ye Mo and his friends. The reason for observing and paying attention is that Shennong tribe is a big tribe after all, and harmony is more beneficial than harmful to the end of the world. Secondly, I am curious about the relationship between Emperor Jun, Emperor Yan, and Chang'e in the legend.
The survivors of Shennong tribe record new history in the crowd every day, and they can write a book after the copy is completed.
"Then Houyi——" Ye Mo shot a green fruit and hit the target, betting back Wang Xue's gossip.
The banquet became more free and chaotic at the end.
The music official Watson finally came to Ye Mo and Wang Xue, and the three of them smiled at each other.
The only thing left is the ceremony.
...
The ceremony in the netherworld suddenly sneezed.
At this moment, opposite him were a few undead souls who had just entered the netherworld, and behind him were thousands of undead listeners.
After all, the Netherworld is really boring. When staying in Ji Li, there will never be a shortage of new undead coming to see him, and there will never be a shortage of new things coming from the outside world.
Look, the new undead who entered the netherworld this time brought another shocking news.
The end of Kyushu?
Some undead remembered the life of the tribe when they were alive and wanted to try their best; some undead thought it was interesting and could participate and eat melons; some undead seemed to smell the atmosphere of the outside world, and they just wanted to see the sun again, or their former friends, relatives, and descendants...
Ji Li practiced in the Netherland for hundreds of days and nights, and had never seen the legendary Shen Tu and Yu Lei.
He seeks help from other undead.
The ghosts looked at each other. One ghost who claimed to have lived for 500 years said he had never seen it. Another ghost who had lived for 1,000 years also said he had never seen it.
Many ghosts said they had never seen Shen Tu and Yu Lei, but many ghosts had tried to enter the two gods' territory, and all they got were horrible nightmares day and night.
It was so scary.
"Cough." "Cough cough."... There were many ghosts in the ghost group who coughed.
Their movements were not noticeable at all in the ghost group, and the cough was barely audible. The expressions on the faces of transparent ghosts were even harder to distinguish than those on humans.
The necromancer Ji Li would not miss it. Not only did he not miss it, he also pointed it out one by one.
"Forget it."
An ordinary old man who had been among the melon-eating crowd for many years, with a fair complexion, a full beard, and messy hair, actually showed up.
He flicked his sleeves, and a light flashed in the darkness.
Then, thousands of undead immediately discovered: ... The old man is gone! Ji Li is gone! Several undead who just arrived in the netherworld are also gone!
Their melons?
Is the old man who often shamelessly squeezes into the melon-eating position the legendary Shen Tu or Yu Lei?
...
At the same time, Ji Li and other undead also found that they had arrived at a new place.
This place doesn't look like the netherworld, but more like a canyon.
Lush grass, colorful flowers, tinkling springs, sunlight pouring in from the cave above, the only discordant scenery is the half-dried but not completely dead wood pile in the center of the valley.
But this place is still in the netherworld.
Ji Li was always sober. He could not feel the heat of the sun, nor could he smell the vitality of flowers, plants and trees. The spring water was a terrifying weak water that was lighter than everything.
There was a dark atmosphere everywhere.
Ye Mo was also a high-level illusionist. Ye Mo's illusions were more real than these. It was not that Ye Mo's strength before the copy was higher than Shen Tu and Yu Lei, but that she used plants and trees to illusion flowers, at least she would not let him find the vitality problem so quickly.
A woman with half of her face burned was half leaning against a wood pile to "sunbathe".
In this world full of spiritual energy, except for death, almost all wounds will heal automatically, but the woman in front of him had a very serious burn on her face, and most of her face was deformed.
The woman squinted her only eye and met their gaze, up and down. The undead being stared at by her felt cold, disgusting, and scared as if being stared at by a cold-blooded beast like a snake.
"Old woman, something big happened outside, what should we do?" The ordinary old man was worried and almost jumped up in anxiety, just like the old man who lost the chess game at the entrance of the village.
The one-eyed woman retracted her gaze and looked up at the panicked old man, "Why are you panicking? The sky falling down has nothing to do with the Netherworld."
"It is related, it is related." The old man pointed at Ji Li and the others and said, "Well, let them talk."
Ji Li hurriedly bowed and described the events of the Jiuzhou Continent one by one, including the death of Yanzi and Suiren, the black fog, and the speculation of the alien world.
When talking about the previous events, the two were calm. Yanzi and Suiren had little to do with them.
When the word "black fog" appeared, the old man looked suspicious, and then realized; followed by Nuwa's speculation of "alien world", which made the old man sigh.
"This little girl is really good at thinking!"
The one-eyed woman seemed to be in a trance for a moment, then she came back to her senses and laughed again, "With the two of us, the thousand-year-old peach wood, and the weak water, old man, are you afraid of falling into the netherworld?"
"What should I be afraid of? I am not afraid. I will kill those black groups one by one, even if there are ten thousand of them, I will kill them all and scare them to death." The old man looked more and more like an old naughty boy, and he puffed out his chest and hummed.
The one-eyed woman didn't say anything, but she finally smiled and her eyes softened.
Other undead:
... I feel it's redundant.
Ji Li now knew who was Shen Tu and who was Yu Lei. He would not lie down. He had to try no matter what. He took a step forward and said, "Two seniors, the fate of the Netherworld and the Kyushu Continent is connected. We are from the same root as the lives on the continent. Why don't we unite to resist the foreign enemy?"
"You talk weirdly, young man." The old man named Yu Lei responded to him, "Do you know that once the Netherworld is broken, this weak water will flow to Kyushu. Not to mention the black fog, people, beasts, flowers and grass will all be drowned."