Chapter 65
After entering the house, Jiaojiao pulled Zela to sit on the stool under the tree, and she ran into the inner room with her short legs.
After entering the house, Jiaojiao went to see if her father was awake. When she found that he was still not awake, she turned around and walked to the carpet beside her. She picked up a jar of candy with great effort, took a bag of dried meat and walked out.
"Brother, please help Jiaojiao get it." Jiaojiao walked into the yard and looked up at him.
Hearing this, Zella looked down at him and reached out to take the thing in his arms and put it on the wooden table.
With her arms empty, Jiaojiao climbed up the wooden stool with great effort, took off her shoes and stood on it, then stood on tiptoe to take the candy and dried meat on the table and opened them.
Jiaojiao grabbed a handful of candy from the box and put it in Zela's hand: "Brother, eat it. It's sweet and delicious."
Zera stared at the candies in his hand. Although it was called a handful, there were actually only two. The little god's hands were too small, and they were filled up with just two candies.
Seeing him staring at the candy in his hand without eating it, Jiaojiao raised her little head to look at him: "Brother, eat it. It's really delicious. Jiaojiao is not lying."
Zera turned her head to meet his gaze and found that the little god's eyes were really clean, as clean as the water coming out of the wells, clear enough to reflect everything clearly.
"Brother?" Jiaojiao tilted her head in confusion.
Zera withdrew her gaze and put the candy in her hand into her mouth. The sweet taste spread from her mouth, sweeter than the honey brewed by the black and red bees in the Bian Forest.
After seeing her brother eating, Jiaojiao curled her eyes happily, took a candy from the box, put it in her mouth and sat down, her short legs dangling in the air and swayed happily.
"Brother, after you finish eating the candy, Jiaojiao will give you some dried meat. The dried meat made by Jiaojiao's father is super delicious." Jiaojiao looked up at him and said.
Zera turned his head to look at the little god sitting next to him and replied softly, "Yeah."
Suddenly remembering something, Jiaojiao said, "Brother, what's your name? Jiaojiao's name is Jiaojiao!"
"Zera."
"Um?"
Seeing that he didn't understand, Zera repeated it again: "My name is Zera."
"Zera." Jiaojiao repeated.
Zera's sea-blue eyes moved. It was the first time he heard someone call his name so softly. He had the illusion of being acted like a spoiled child.
"Brother Zella, there's something on your face." Jiaojiao pointed to the area near her cheek.
"Yes, it's snake scales." Zera responded.
"Snake scales." Jiaojiao tilted her head, clearly not understanding what snake scales were. "Jiaojiao, can I touch them?"
Zera has fine and dense dark blue scales from her neck to her cheeks, which is the symbol of the orcs.
All races in the Kana continent, except humans, have some external racial identification.
For example, the mermaids, when they walk on land, their tails will fade and become legs that can walk. In addition to the gauze-thin fins behind their ears and on their hands, they also have some fine scales at the corners of their eyes and on the bridge of their noses.
However, compared to the mermaids, whose scales on their faces add a bit of charm, the scales of the snake orcs of the orc tribe are very dense, and appearing on their faces will make people who see them feel uncomfortable and weird.
This is an image that even the beastmen themselves find difficult to accept, so snake beastmen are very unpopular among the beastmen.
After all, because of the external image of the gods, the aesthetics of the Kana continent are highly unified human forms.
Zera lowered his eyes and met Jiaojiao's dark eyes. Seeing no other emotion except curiosity, he hesitated for a moment and said, "No."
"Okay." Knowing that he couldn't touch Jiaojiao, he didn't make a fuss. Instead, he nodded obediently and stood up from the stool. He tiptoed to take the cloth bag of dried meat on the table, took out a piece of dried meat from the bag and handed it to Zara: "Brother Zara, eat it. It's delicious."
Seeing that he was not unhappy, Zera's mood inexplicably improved a lot, and his sea-blue eyes brightened a little. He reached out and took the jerky from Jiaojiao's hand and put it in his mouth: "Thank you, I will bring you some good things when I go hunting in a few days."
"Okay." Jiaojiao responded, sat down, and started to chew the dried meat in her hand with some difficulty.
Seeing that he was having difficulty chewing, Zella got up to wash his hands and brought back a plate from the kitchen.
He stretched out his hand to signal the little god to give him the dried meat. Jiaojiao blinked in confusion, but still handed him the dried meat.
Zela took the dried meat, tore it into thin strips, put it on a plate and handed it to Jiaojiao.
"Thank you, Brother Zella." Jiaojiao, holding the plate, looked up at him and smiled softly.
"Yeah." Zera responded with a thank you and sat aside to continue chewing the jerky.
"Brother, is the dried meat delicious?" Jiaojiao ate it with great relish without any effort.
"Mm, delicious."
"Jiaojiao's dad made it." Jiaojiao raised her head a little proudly. "Dad is amazing! He has very, very beautiful long golden hair and golden eyes. Dad can also become very big."
When talking about her father, Jiaojiao couldn't stop talking. Her dark eyes were bright, as if many little stars were twinkling in them: "Dad will make Tang Tang fly away, will make the trees grow very tall, will cook delicious meals, will make beautiful and delicious candies, will make clothes, pants, shoes for Jiaojiao..."
Before Jiaojiao could finish the rest of her words, Hesnemen suddenly appeared and covered her mouth and picked her up.
As a god who cares about his reputation, Hesnemen felt a little helpless about the little guy revealing his own affairs without reservation.
"Woo woo." Jiaojiao looked up at her father with curved eyes and shouted in a vague voice.
Lowering his head to meet his gaze, Hesnemen couldn't help but smile in his golden eyes. He reached out and pinched Jiaojiao's face, which had recently become chubby, and gently responded to his vague call of "Dad": "Yeah."
"God." Zella on the side quickly stood up, raised his right hand to his heart and bowed his head in salute.
This ceremony is what the chief requires the orcs to perform when they meet the gods.
They could not provide the gods with gorgeous robes or luxurious palaces, but at least they had to be polite.
Hesnemen glanced at him sideways, his golden eyes filled with unreadable emotions. He spoke in a gentle voice without any ups and downs: "I'll say it one last time. The gods are not gods."
"I don't have a very good temper. Please tell this to your people."
God?
Confused, Zera agreed, took a few steps back, and turned to leave.
"Goodbye, Brother Zela!" Jiaojiao leaned out from her father's arms and waved her little hands softly to say goodbye.
Zera paused for a moment, responded in an almost inaudible voice, and then quickened his pace to leave.
After losing sight of Zela, Jiaojiao looked up at her father and said, "Dad, you're finally awake. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Hesnemen poked his face: "I know."
It was because he knew this that he forced himself to wake up from his deep sleep.
The little guy is usually well-behaved, but he is surprisingly stubborn in some aspects, which always makes him worried.
"Dad, Jiaojiao wants to go watch the fire show." Jiaojiao got down from her father's arms, holding the candies and dried meat on the table, and looked at him expectantly with her head tilted up.
"Okay." Hesnemen touched his head, bent down, picked up Jiaojiao, turned around and took a step forward, and in a blink of an eye he arrived above the bonfire party.
"Feifei!" Jiaojiao looked around in surprise and raised her voice. She flapped her hands imitating the movement of flying: "Daddy can fly!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiaojiao's attention was attracted by the lively sounds coming from under her feet, and she lowered her head to look.
At their feet was a deserted city with bonfires of all sizes burning, and above their heads was the sky twinkling with countless stars. The fiery red bonfires on the ground echoed with the twinkling stars in the sky. The scene was so beautiful that it was dazzling.
"It's so beautiful, Dad." Jiaojiao pointed his little hand at the bonfire on the ground, then pointed at the stars in the sky, turned his head to look at his father, and his big eyes were full of excitement as he shared everything he saw with his father.
Hesnemen, who was holding him in one hand and holding a box of candy and dried meat for him in the other, responded in a low voice. His lowered eyes reflected Jiaojiao's eyes, which were shining with excitement. In his eyes, they were more beautiful than the so-called stars.
"Lord God!"
"Lord God!"
When the orcs in the valley saw the figure emitting faint light in the air, they all touched their chests and lowered their heads in salute.
It turned out that Zera was very efficient. When Hesnemen arrived at the valley, the orcs had already changed their words to call him "Lord God", even though they did not understand what a god was.
"Dad, let's go downstairs." Jiaojiao, who loves the lively atmosphere, clapped her hands and wanted to go downstairs.
"good."
The arrival of the Lord God made the atmosphere in the valley extremely restrained for a moment. Realizing this, the Lord God deliberately reduced his presence in order to let his little ones have fun.
After the Lord God clearly stated that he didn't mind their noise and deliberately reduced his presence, the valley gradually returned to its previous bustle.
They sang and danced around the campfire, and Jiaojiao followed beside them, clumsily imitating their dance. Her little hands and feet and her hip twisting were so cute that the rough men present couldn't help but smile foolishly.
Compared to them, the female orcs' expressions were more outward and specific. They were so cute that they grabbed the orcs around them and beat them wildly, with smiles on their faces almost reaching their ears.
Oh My God!
The little god is sooooooo cute!
Hesnemen, who had reduced his presence, couldn't help but use his divine power to record this scene.
After dancing, Jiaojiao, who had a lot of fun, started to share the candies with the candy boxes.
That night, most of the beastmen in the valley received candies from the little god. They treasured these candies and hid them in their hands, preparing to pass them on to their descendants.
However, some greedy little beastmen ate the candies as soon as they got them, and for this they were beaten by their parents and ran around the field in panic.
Jiaojiao, who didn't know what was going on, clapped her hands happily and finally ran after them.
At the end of the bonfire party, the beastmen sang the same song. It was their sacrificial song and also their tribal song. They did not use the common language of the continent, but the language of the beastmen.
The orcs sat scattered in various corners of the valley, their eyes fixed on the campfire in front of them, the firelight seemed to flow in their vertical pupils.
An ancient and mysterious language came out of their mouths accompanied by a melody. The singing was long and reverberating, calm and peaceful, as if flowers were blooming before their eyes, as if streams were flowing before their eyes, big fish were jumping out of the water, stirring up waves of white spray, fat prey were running away before their eyes, and the beastmen leaped into more ferocious beasts, swooping down from the sky or swooping down from the ground.
They offered the most delicious prey to the golden and gentle gods, and the temple high in the sky radiated brilliant light.
In the blink of an eye, the gods fell, the world turned upside down, and when peace returned, the beastmen went from being the gods' favorites to a race that betrayed the gods. They were hated by the gods they loved, expelled by the races protected by the gods, and killed indiscriminately.
The singing here became fierce, deep, and gradually became violent and resolute.
No matter how powerful a race is, it cannot withstand the joint attack of hundreds of races. In the end, the beastmen who were unwilling to surrender and be enslaved began to migrate as a whole tribe.
It was the rarest and largest migration on the Kana continent.
Orcs are extremely arrogant.
Since ancient times, they have only bowed their heads to the gods. Any other way is impossible.
They don't believe that their ancestors would betray the gods. They want to find the truth and prove that the beastmen have never betrayed the gods.
With the despair of having no place to stay in the vast world, they crossed the extreme cold, passed through the storm, and got lost in the desert.
The singing became louder and louder, and after reaching its climax it suddenly dropped down. The long and lingering singing voice was no longer as peaceful and happy as at the beginning. Instead, it was like the wind in the desert, thick and desolate, leaving one at a loss.
From the moment they were convicted of the crime of godslaying, there was no place for the beastmen to stand in this vast world.
In despair, they finally arrived at the deserted city, using the extremely harsh environment as a barrier to isolate themselves from the possibility of large-scale attacks from other races, allowing them to survive.
The desolate singing became more and more peaceful.
Holding Jiaojiao, Hesnemen turned his head to look at them, his golden eyes obscured by the firelight.
Hesnemen, who forced himself to wake up after the bonfire party, fell asleep again, but this time he made himself smaller and slept in the pocket in front of Jiaojiao's belly. In order to prevent the little guy from crushing him again, he also set a barrier for the little pocket.
Jiaojiao, who was carried by his father again, no longer stayed in the house all the time. After dinner, he would often carry his little bottle and wander around the deserted city with Hu You, and he made several new friends.
On the fifth day after the bonfire night, the hunting team that went out of town for hunting returned.
As soon as he came back, Zera, who had promised to bring good things for Jiaojiao, went straight to Jiaojiao's yard with the extra things he had found.
When Zela arrived, Jiaojiao was squatting on the ground drawing something with a branch. When she saw him coming, she raised her head and curved her eyes and called out sweetly, "Brother Zela."
Zela responded and showed Jiaojiao what he had in his hand: "I'll grill some sweet and sour pork for you."
The Cuckoo Beast is a ferocious beast unique to the Bian Forest. Its meat is very tender and has no peculiar smell.
When grilling, apply a special marinade and then brush a layer of black and red bee honey on it. It is a rare delicacy after grilling.
Zera did it right away. He quickly built a fire in the yard, coated the meat with a special marinade, and started grilling it.
Before roasting, Zela prepared a small bowl of black and red bee honey for Jiaojiao to drink.
The honey with light floral and fruity aroma has a different taste than candy. Jiaojiao, who was sitting beside drinking it happily, shook her little head.
This time, the hunting team suffered heavier losses than ever before during their hunting trip out of the city.
The reason is that more and more beings are infected with the divine disgust and expelled to the wasteland.
In the deserted city, a small figure ran out from the direction of the medical hall and quickly headed towards the small courtyard where Jiaojiao was.
"Jiaojiao!" Hu You rushed in from outside and slid to his knees in front of Jiaojiao. His eyes were red and swollen, and he was anxious and incoherent: "Jiaojiao, please save my father. He is almost dying. The doctor said that he can't be saved. Please save my father. I can't live without him..."
The frightened Jiaojiao held the bowl in her arms and blinked blankly.
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