Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 421 Five Orcs of Lower-Class Slaves (5)

The woman's whispers all fell into Chai Que's ears, with a barely perceptible warmth and moisture that made his ears tremble unconsciously.

It felt like a feather was gently plucking me.

It brings a subtle and indescribable itch.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Strange smell.

The sound of a throbbing heart.

All senses are infinitely magnified.

On purpose?

Chai Que opened his lips.

Out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw Song Yuesheng rolling to the side from his body.

Followed by.

Came an apologetic voice.

"I'm sorry, Chief Chai Que, I shouldn't ask such a private question."

She pounded her leg.

Then he stood up, holding on to the bookshelf next to him.

Chai Que felt a little regretful.

It is normal to feel numbness in your legs and feet and feel unsteady on your feet.

Females love incense.

Human chefs in the palace sometimes also use spices to cook.

He shouldn't assume that she did it on purpose just because she was from another world.

Chai Que called out to her.

"Miss Song, I don't have the habit of using incense to dye clothes. It may be the incense of the grass burning in the house. If you like it, I will send someone to bring it to you."

"Thank you, patriarch."

Song Yuesheng agreed with a smile.

Walking out of the meeting hall, she raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight.

Chai Que's personality is the same as described in the plot.

Thinking too much about others.

As long as he didn't make a big mistake, he would find other reasons to make up for the small mistakes.

What if you have selfish desires for someone other than the Saint?

Will he still be as nonchalant as in the plot?

Song Yuesheng stretched his arms.

Ok.

Hooking up with the male lead isn’t boring.

So, next step.

The day of sacrifice.

Before visiting Elder Lan, Song Yuesheng went to the gambling house to earn money from this world.

The capital was the set of jewelry prepared by Li Chengzhi.

The cheat is a sparrow spirit.

After earning a certain amount of glaze stone, Song Yuesheng decided to stop while he was ahead.

Then, she went to Elder Lan’s residence carrying the gifts she had bought.

But Song Yuesheng waited in the front hall for a long time.

Elder Lan seemed to have run from a long distance, and was a little out of breath when he walked into the front hall.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "Miss Song, the servant said that the clan leader asked you to come to see me. I wonder what urgent matter requires you to come at noon?"

Song Yuesheng said straight to the point.

"After discussing with Chief Chai Que, he decided to welcome the Saint back on the day of sacrifice half a month later. Chief Chai Que handed all the matters to me. However, the records in the book are simple, and there are some matters that need to be asked to Elder Lan in person."

Elder Lan was very shocked.

The sacrificial day is very important to the Zhongli tribe.

He didn't expect that the patriarch would use it to welcome the saint.

But then I thought about it.

The arrival of the saint will do more good than harm to the Zhongli tribe.

But he also has to supervise the sacrificial supplies.

Elder Lan thought for a moment and said, "I am very busy these days, so I am afraid I can't help Miss Song. If you need anything, you can ask Lan You. He has been exposed to a lot of things since he was a child."

Subsequently.

He turned around and instructed the servant.

"Call Lan You."

"Yes."

A quarter of an hour later.

The servant came over with Lan You.

Elder Lan explained the situation.

Emphasize the importance of this matter to the Zhongli tribe.

The purpose is to make Lan You pay attention and stop quarreling with Nichang.

Lan You waved his hand irritably: "Got it."

Elder Lan sighed, shook his head and left.

This kid.

When can he be reassured?

When they were about to leave, Lan You couldn't wait to ask.

"Hey, where did you get that strange bow? I asked a lot of forgers this morning, but none of them had seen it before."

The patriarch did not say she was a saint.

The old man also said that he had seen it wrong when he was a child.

If you see it wrong, you see it wrong.

But he was curious about the bow in her hand.

Song Yuesheng declined: "I was invited here because of the Saint, but this matter has nothing to do with the Saint."

"Okay, then I won't tell you about the precautions for the sacrifice. I'll see how you explain it to the clan leader when the time comes!"

Lan You sat on the chair and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Song Yuesheng.

"Then I will say goodbye to Chai Que now. The Zhongli tribe is not the only one in the world that wants the Saint. If he asks the reason..."

Song Yuesheng deliberately prolonged his voice.

Her eyes fell on him unabashedly.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Lan You said through gritted teeth.

Song Yuesheng curled his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, I will tell you the truth about your contribution to the Saint's affairs."

The practice of sacrifice has a long history.

The event was presided over by Elder Lan that day.

There are three processes in total.

Welcome the God of Fire.

The patriarch lit the fire altar in the sacrificial square.

Worship the god of fire.

The patriarch took the lead in kneeling.

The rest of the onlookers knelt down in the square.

Send the God of Fire.

That is, the patriarch uses the prepared water to extinguish the flames in the altar.

Lan You said there is no fixed time for sacrifice.

The longest year lasted three hours.

The shortest time is just one hour.

If you do not participate in the sacrificial process, you can wander around the royal city.

There will be many items and activities related to the God of Fire on that day.

Sounds like Mardi Gras.

Lan You said this and smiled as if he was watching a fun event.

"The sacrifice is very boring, and few people came to the Zhongli tribe in previous years. You'd better be prepared for failure."

Song Yuesheng didn't say anything.

The specific reason why no one came would have to wait until she finished investigating the vendors in the royal city.

……

Song Yuesheng hit a wall.

When the merchant saw that she was a human being and was asking about the sacrifice, he said nothing.

Even if she bought something at the stall.

Fourteen days left.

Two weeks.

This is not the way to go.

If only there were orcs at her disposal.

Eh?

She tapped her palms as if something had suddenly dawned on her.

How could I forget Bai Xu!

Orcs.

simple.

Looking for the saint.

The male protagonist in this world = not easy to die if discovered.

There is no one more suitable than him!

Song Yuesheng thought of a solution and acted very quickly. He bought the mask and returned to the palace.

Inside the palace.

Bai Xu was lying on the table in the yard.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on half of his face, covering it with a layer of light.

The wolf's ears twitched.

There are a lot of books piled in front of me.

Looks very tired.

If you ignore the first page of the book.

Song Yuesheng tapped the table lightly: "Bai Xu, wake up."

The wolf's ears instantly stood up.

Bai Xu picked up the book and held it in front of his eyes, then began to read as if no one was around.

"Orcs cannot go to the Abyssless Forest alone at night. There are many dangers inside..."

After reading half a sentence, he put the book down and stretched his arms.

He looked at Song Yuesheng with surprise.

"Hey, when did you come back?"

Bai Xu acted exaggeratedly.

It seemed like it wasn't him who was sleeping just now.

how to say.

It’s like I’ve memorized a word for many days, but when I ask a question, the first thing I see is “abadon”.

Song Yuesheng put the silver mask on the table.

"My old friend likes to be lively. You can put the book aside for now. If you ask her later, she will come to Zhongli Tribe in fourteen days. Then you can take her away with what you have learned during this period."

"what?"

Bo Xuba had to read.

He hates reading the most.

It’s easy to fall asleep when there are so many densely packed words.

I really don’t know how the saint could see into it.

"Ask the vendors outside the palace what activities they will have or what they will sell on the day of the Fire God worship. You can selectively buy some and bring them back."

Song Yuesheng said as he placed the remaining glaze stones on the table.

Bai Xu looked at the scattered glaze stones with a frown.

"How can such a small amount of money be enough?"

"You can negotiate the price with the vendor. For example, if he wants three glazed stones, you can say that the item doesn't suit your taste in other ways and you can only accept one glazed stone."

"Ah? Can this still happen?"

Bai Xu was shocked.

"Not all orcs are born with food and clothing like you. There are many orcs out there who starve to death or have no money to treat illnesses."

When Song Yuesheng saw his surprised expression, she knew that he was well protected.

But she didn't have time to talk to him about the people now.

"If you don't have enough money, just buy food for the sacrifice day. Every little helps. Put on your mask. It's not appropriate for you to appear in the Zhongli tribe now."

"Oh."