Chapter 210: The Report



"Wow! So exciting! I'm so late!" Mu Qingli cooperated and expressed her exclamation.

Not long after, the real high priest and his men cleaned up everything, came down from above, and arrived at the small square by the lake.

"High priest? Patriarch?" Yamada couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw the high priest and others.

Wasn't the high priest tortured to death by them? He was even infected with that stuff, so how come nothing happened to him now?

The high priest came over and saw these people, with cold hatred in his eyes.

"You Japanese dog! You pretended to be injured and were rescued by our Wugui tribe. You didn't expect that a good deed of our tribe would cause the death of so many people because of you, a beast with evil intentions!" The high priest looked at Yamada with sad eyes and said angrily.

"Haha! I really regret letting you live!" Yamada sneered, refusing to repent.

"I want to avenge my people! Bring him to the witch temple and scrape his flesh to offer as a sacrifice to those people he killed!" said the high priest hatefully.

After saying that, he repeated it in the language of the Wugui tribe.

For a moment, the members of the Wugui tribe were excited and came over to catch Yamada in a clamor.

"Wait!" Mu Qingli saw this and spoke out to stop them.

"Why are you stopping us from taking revenge?" The high priest looked at Mu Qingli and the others and asked coldly.

"I think we should hand them over to the border guards. Maybe they are carrying some secrets! These Japanese dogs stay in the territory of Haiguo and do evil. It would be too easy for them to be killed directly!" Mu Qingli said hatefully.

After hearing this, the high priest fell silent.

After thinking for a while, he looked at these villains again, nodded and said: "Okay! Leave them to you to deal with! The people of Haiguo have a deep hatred for them and will not let them off easily!"

Mu Qingli knew what the high priest was thinking. These people were captured by the Han "immortals". Since they proposed to hand them over to the Han people, he had no reason to disagree.

If it weren't for those "immortals", the Wugui clan would face another catastrophe. Under the rule of those people, the Wugui clan didn't know where they would go.

Seeing that they agreed to hand these people over to the border guards, Mu Qingli and Fu Hongzhou did not delay any further and asked Can Wazi to go to the border guards’ base to notify them to send people over.

Long Xu was completely baffled. This was a dense forest in the mountains. How could they send a child to notify the border guards? What if he got lost?

When Long Xu saw Shen Wazi jump three feet high with excitement after receiving Mu Qingli's instructions and run towards the cave where they left the tribe, he finally understood.

So, this guy runs really fast! With his short legs, he can almost catch up with the tree dog when he runs.

How could he know that this was the result of the ginseng boy being kept in reserve? If he let it go, not only would he be able to walk through the mountains and dense forests as if it were flat ground, but he would also be as fast as lightning!

Xiaobai slowly entered the dense forest on the mountain wall of the tribe. When no one was watching, he quickly climbed up the mountain wall into the cave that had led him out of the tribe, chasing after the ginseng kid.

After running out of the Wugui tribe, Shenwazi stood at the entrance of the cave waiting. He naturally knew that every time he acted alone, he had to be followed by the little white snake as a supervisor so that he could go back and report his whereabouts. He was afraid that he would let himself go and do whatever he wanted. Is he that kind of person?

After Xiaobai came out of the cave, Shenwazi grabbed it and put it in his pocket, then started to speed up and ran wildly in the direction pointed by Mu Qingli.

With its speed, even if it runs off the track by three or five miles, it can still be found back quickly. Mu Qingli confidently handed over this great and arduous task to Shenwazi.

The ginseng baby ran wildly in the woods, sometimes jumping on branches, sometimes stepping on tree trunks, and when he was happy he would jump to the treetops a few times, playing more happily than the monkeys.

Xiaobai was tossed around in its pocket, and seeing it having so much fun, he wished he could kick it.

Fortunately, after running wildly in the woods for more than ten minutes, Shenwazi ran out of the woods and came to a mountain.

There were troops stationed in front of the mountain and a sentry post on the mountain. Canwazi ran to the place where the garrison was on guard.

"Who is it?" The sentry saw someone running towards him and shouted, then raised his gun and pointed it at Shenwazi.

When I saw that it was just a five-year-old child, I was stunned.

Where did the children come from in this place, deep in the mountains and forests?

"Little boy, why are you here? Where are your parents?" The originally cold and mighty soldier instantly turned into a warm and caring soldier. He put his gun on his back, squatted down and asked the kid in a gentle voice.

During the interrogation, I also keenly noticed that Shenwazi didn't look like a local mountain dweller, but a Han Chinese from the mainland. I was even more puzzled. How could someone come to this primeval forest and lose a child?

"Uncle! I have something to ask your leader!" Chanwazi followed Mu Qingli's instructions and tried his best to be a polite child.

"What's the matter? You can tell your uncle first!" The soldier was very kind to the beautiful and lovely child.

How many years had he not seen his relatives back home? Seeing this child made him feel instantly warm and amiable.

"It's like this..." Chanwazi told the comrade everything in detail.

After hearing this, the comrade's originally gentle face instantly became serious and cold. Of course, he was not serious and cold towards Shenwazi, but because of this incident, the Japanese dogs had been driven out of the sea country, but they were still doing bad things under their noses. This was hateful.

"So, you are not lost? Your family sent you to report the news?" The comrade asked with a worried look at Shenwazi.

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded cutely, with an ignorant look on his face, which made the comrade feel sweet.

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