Chapter 1865: The Rat is Back
Tang Bao looked at the old patriarch and said seriously: "The sacred tree is a gift that Suramo left to the White Elephant Tribe. It is the blessing that Suramo bestowed upon you."
"The sacred tree exists not only to feed the white elephants, but also to improve your lives and protect your bloodline so that it can be passed down forever and your descendants can continue..."
"...The ointment made from the leaves of the sacred tree can cure your illnesses. Drinking some water made from the leaves of the sacred tree occasionally can also eliminate other damage to your body caused by miasma."
"The leaves of the sacred tree can also be used to feed the sacred silkworms. The silk they produce can be woven into exquisite fabrics, improving your clothing needs..."
Tang Bao used straightforward words to list the benefits and uses of the sacred tree one by one.
"Suramo left the sacred tree to you. It was a gift from Suramo to you, a blessing bestowed upon you. Yet you have only left the sacred tree here, not even daring to pluck a single leaf. Isn't this going against Suramo's will and wasting his kindness?"
"To put it bluntly, what you're doing is a great disrespect to Sulamo!"
Tang Bao finally said that she simply gave him a strong dose of medicine.
She just didn't believe it. Even after she said that, the old patriarch still dared to let the sacred tree grow there and didn't dare to pick a single leaf.
As expected, as soon as Tang Bao finished speaking, the old patriarch's face showed a look of horror, and he began to kowtow to the sacred tree.
The label of “disrespect” is too big!
He can't bear it!
The old patriarch couldn't help but secretly wonder if it was because Sulamo blamed them for not understanding its meaning, which was why the White Elephant Tribe was living an increasingly difficult life and facing the danger of extinction?
The old patriarch became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and asked Suker to help him up and go to the Sulamo Temple to continue kowtowing and apologizing.
The old patriarch secretly decided that from now on they would do whatever the saint asked them to do.
The saint is Suramo's holy messenger on earth, and what she conveys must be Suramo's meaning.
He must listen to the saint's words obediently.
The old patriarch made his decision quickly, but he didn't expect that he would want to go back on his word soon.
Tang Bao did not stop the old patriarch from asking for forgiveness.
The old patriarch could kowtow a few more times and apologize a little longer to gain peace of mind, which would be good for his health.
Tang Bao looked at the woman next to Zhu Mi.
"Can I take a few silkworms away?" Tang Bao asked.
The woman was stunned.
Then he reacted and said, "Of course."
Although the sacred silkworm is precious, ordinary people cannot ask for it.
However, the saint in front of him was no ordinary person.
Not to mention asking for a few silkworms, she wouldn't dare to refuse even if they wanted to take all these sacred silkworms away.
She believed that the patriarch would not dare to refuse.
You must know that the little girl in front of you is the saint sent by Sulamo to save the tribe.
Didn’t you see that after hearing the words of the saint, the old patriarch hurried to the temple to apologize?
In fact, the woman was very happy.
She felt that life in the tribe was about to undergo earth-shaking changes because of the arrival of the saint and the sage.
At the very least, she should be able to raise more sacred silkworms.
She understood what the saint meant. She wanted them to pick leaves from the holy tree, raise more holy silkworms, and then use the silk to weave cloth and make clothes.
Maybe the people in the tribe will soon be able to wear clothes made of silk.
When the woman thought of this possibility, she couldn't wait to give Tang Bao a few kowtows.
Now, she finds Xuanyuan Jin much more pleasing to her eyes.
Although the man's words were unpleasant to the ear, the saint was right. He probably had no ill intentions, he just didn't know how to speak.
Tang Bao didn't know what was going on in the woman's mind, so she carefully put a few silkworms and two sacred tree leaves into her small bag.
The woman saw Tang Bao's actions, opened her mouth, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Could it be that the Saint wants to... raise holy silkworms in this small bag?
Moreover, without enough sacred tree leaves, the silkworms cannot survive.
Tang Bao seemed to have read the woman's mind. She patted her small bag gently and said, "Don't worry, I will raise the silkworms to be fat and strong, and to spit out a lot of beautiful silk threads."
woman:"……"
Why is she a little bit unconvinced?
It’s a sin, a sin. How could she doubt the saint?
The saint's words must be right!
However, she still had some doubts in her heart.
"Su Tang, it's time to eat!"
Princess Linghua's voice came from a distance.
“Here I come!”
Tang Bao responded crisply.
"Hurry up!" Princess Linghua's voice was filled with joy. "Let's eat today...ah! What is this?"
Princess Linghua screamed before she could finish her words.
Tang Bao quickly pulled Xuanyuan Jin over.
As a result, before she got close, a golden shadow pounced towards her with a "whoosh".
Tang Bao stretched out her hand and shouted at the same time.
"Brother, stop it!"
Xuanyuan Jin just stopped his hand and let the shadow fall into Tang Bao's arms.
Tang Bao caught the Wealth Rat and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, my brother didn’t slap Jinjin away with one palm.
With his brother's palm power, Jinjin would be beaten into mud.
Tang Bao quickly touched the Money Rat in her arms in fear, and at the same time calmed herself down.
It feels prickly when you touch it.
What is all this?
Tang Bao looked down, then with a complicated expression, placed the Money Rat on the table beside her.
Princess Zimo immediately said, "Saintess, how could you put it on the table? This mouse is so dirty. I'm afraid it just dug a mouse hole and got out. It's covered in dirt. It's so dirty."
Princess Zimo looked disgusted.
She didn't understand. The Saint was such a clean girl. She understood and envied her for raising Dabai and Dalang, but why would she raise a dirty mouse?
Princess Linghua came over with a plate and glanced at Princess Zimo.
Speaking of which, just now the Money Rat suddenly jumped out, covered in dirt, as if covered with a layer of yellow earth. She didn't recognize it and was shocked.
However, after recognizing the Money Rat, she was no longer afraid.
Not only was I not afraid, I was also very excited.
"What do you know? This is not an ordinary mouse." Princess Linghua said proudly.
This is the God of Wealth!
Princess Linghua put the plate on the table after she finished speaking.
He stared at the Money Rat with a sharp gaze, wishing he could stare a few holes in it.
That look was almost shining with gold.
With a "bang", Princess Zimo also put the plate in her hand on the table.
It’s just that it was placed on the other side, far away from the Money Rat.
"What's so ordinary about mice? They're all mice!" Princess Zimo said unconvincedly, "You're too rude. This is our dining table...ah!"
Princess Zimo screamed before she could finish her words.
The Rat suddenly shook its fur, and yellow sand splashed everywhere.
Princess Zimo subconsciously stretched out her hand to protect the plate she had placed on the table, but she was still a step too late, and a lot of fine "sand" fell into the plate.
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