Chapter 145 Death of Tiger High Priest
The priest went to find someone to dig the soil.
When Xiong Heng heard that the people of this tribe were really going to start making pottery, he laughed in his heart while helping to dig the soil.
"Aren't you going to look for the Dragon God?" asked the priest.
"We need to find it, but not now," Xiong Heng said.
The moment the priest succeeded in asking God's question, Xiong Heng and the others knelt down immediately.
Over the past few hundred years, the Dragon God Temple has asked the God countless times, but has never received a response from the Dragon God.
This small tribe had no altar for offerings, but an old man who was about to die at any time just twisted his body a few times and actually succeeded in asking the gods for help!
So shocking!
He had to stay and figure out what was going on.
Maybe the Dragon God is hiding in their tribe.
This old man was not a real priest, but this tribe knew how to grow crops, make clothes, and cook delicious food that he had never eaten before.
There is only one possibility, this tribe is protected by the Dragon God.
He wanted to find out...invite the Dragon God back. The Dragon God should enjoy himself in a sacred place like the Dragon God Temple.
While the priest was taking people to dig the soil, Chu Ange went to find Shi Yuan.
When Shi Yuan heard that the Dragon God actually taught Ange how to make pottery, he immediately became very motivated.
Chu Ange explained the structure of the cave to Shi Yuan, and Shi Yuan immediately arranged for people to start digging the cave a little behind the tribe.
Lang Jiu also temporarily put aside his prejudice and followed Lang Lin's team to dig a cave.
The superiority that Xiong Heng showed when he showed off his pottery not only irritated the priests, but also severely irritated them.
After the mud was dug up, Ange selected the soil that was relatively fine and sticky.
"What should we do next?" The priest looked at Chu Ange expectantly.
At this moment, the cave house had not been dug yet. Chu Ange thought for a moment and said, "Let's play with mud."
"Playing in the mud?" the priest was puzzled.
"Yeah." Chu Ange said, and started to smooth things over.
"Let's make bricks like this from the mud. Let's try baking the bricks first."
Compared to pottery, bricks are definitely easier to fire and are also more convenient to pinch. Once the bricks are successfully fired, you can then work on something more complicated like pottery.
"Bricks?" The priest was even more confused.
"Yes, bricks." Ange said, "Let's burn them for fun first."
Of course, Chu Ange didn't know how to make pottery bricks, nor did she know how to make them. She had visited the cave dwellings in the Jingdezhen Ancient Kiln Scenic Area in Jiangxi before, but she just took a quick glance and didn't take it seriously.
But she doesn't mind doing more research, practicing and taking things slow.
"Can pottery really be made in this way?" asked the priest.
"Let's give it a try." Ange said.
A group of people were squatting on the ground rubbing mud.
Xiong Heng looked at the group of savages kneading mud with a frown on his face: "Are these people crazy? They think they can make pottery by kneading mud!"
Xiong Zhiye was incredulous: "Is pottery so easy to make?"
"A group of male orcs actually believed what a female said. If she said she could burn it, she could burn it?"
The female was pretty, but not very smart. She actually said that the Dragon God taught her how to make pottery. It was ridiculous.
"Let them mess around! They will soon find out that they are doing useless work." Xiong Heng said.
Chu Ange heard it and looked at Xiong Heng: "I heard from the priest that you are also the messenger of the Dragon God?"
This little female is so pretty and has a very nice voice, but it's a pity that she has been marked.
Xiong Heng straightened his chest and said, "Yes, I am the young master of the Dragon Temple. We once served a real dragon."
Chu Ange: "More than a month ago, we were exchanging salt at the beach and saw a pottery jar. I heard that it was brought here by someone from the Dragon Temple."
"High Priest!" Xiong Zhi stepped forward and said, "Young Master, that man must be High Priest Tiger."
Xiong Heng nodded: "It should be correct."
"Beautiful female, are you sure you are the tiger high priest you met while exchanging salt at the beach?" Xiong Heng looked at her expectantly.
Chu Ange: "The pottery jar was brought by the people of the Tengshe Tribe. I heard from them that they got it from the people from the Dragon Temple."
When they were in the cave, Long Chen gave her a general introduction to the situation of the Dragon Temple.
This group of people are all fanatical believers of the Dragon God.
The power of faith in them will be absorbed by the dragon egg and can nourish the dragon egg just like Long Chen's spiritual power.
Chu Ange plans to keep these people.
These people are fanatical believers of the Dragon God and would rather die than join another tribe.
Chu Ange didn't need them to join the White Wolf Tribe, as long as they could stay until the dragon eggs were born.
By the way, just help destroy the Tengshe tribe.
Therefore, they must be made aware of the death of High Priest Tiger.
"Where is the Tengshe tribe?" Xiong Heng asked.
He would immediately take people to the Tengshe Tribe to find the Tiger High Priest. With the Tiger High Priest there, they would definitely be able to find the trace of the Dragon God quickly.
Chu Ange frowned, looking very embarrassed.
Long Chen took over the conversation: "He was killed by the people of the Teng Snake Tribe, and they stole the pottery jar."
"Impossible! The Tiger High Priest is very powerful. How could the orcs in this place kill the Tiger High Priest?" Xiong Heng was unwilling to believe that the Tiger High Priest was dead.
"Believe it or not." Long Chen said.
He turned around and pulled Ange to continue making bricks.
Xiong Heng said he didn't believe it, but his heart was full of worry.
The clay jar is a gift from the Dragon God. The high priests of the Dragon God Temple regard it as a treasure and will never hand it over to others easily.
But this pottery jar is now in the hands of the people of the Tengshe tribe...
He had to go to the Tengshe Tribe to find out whether the Tiger High Priest was really dead.
"Where is the Tengshe tribe?" Xiong Heng asked.
Chu Ange said: "It's useless for you to go. You can't get revenge. There are more than 2,000 of them."
Chu Ange had no idea how strong Xiong Heng and the others were.
However, in terms of numbers, they are not at an advantage...Xiong Heng and his group only have a dozen or so people.
"I have received instructions from the Dragon God. When the time is right, the Dragon God will destroy them." Chu Ange said again.
"Did you really get the hint from the Dragon God?" Xiong Heng became excited.
Although the Dragon God Temple claims to be the messengers of the Dragon God, they have not received a response from the Dragon God for a long time, let alone any hints.
"Guaranteed authenticity." Chu Ange said.
Xiong Heng was still a little hesitant.
His subordinate said, "Young Master, we can stay and see for now, just in case what she said is true."
"Yes, young master, maybe we can find the trace of the Dragon God this way."
What his subordinate said made sense. Xiong Heng thought about it for a moment and decided to stay and wait for the Dragon God's instructions.
"If you can fire the pottery, I will believe that you are the real messenger of the Dragon God." Xiong Heng said.
"Just wait and see." Chu Ange said. She was very confident that she could succeed in firing it. It was just a matter of time.
No matter what, she had to make it succeed.
She needs more power of faith.
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