Chapter 202： Bewitched

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Wen Zilong killed all mercenaries, looked at the bodies of more than 70 eagles on the ground, and shook his head and sighed.

Especially the death of Guoer and Xiaolongnv made Wenzilong feel so sad.

Although this is their mission as cannon fodder, after all, they have been with them for so long.

Then, Wen Zilong regained control of the two eagles with the will of the leader.

They are still named as Guoer and Xiaolongnv as a memorial to the two eagles that have just passed away.

"Don't you, Xiaolongnv, divide these people into corpses and take them to the mountain. I will send you the address."

Wen Zilong ordered.

It was the first time that the little dragon girl was controlled by Wen Zilong. They were agitated, and then screamed quickly, and gave orders to the other eagles.

At the same time doing demonstrations.

Soon, all the corpses were moved to the temporary lair of the mountain dragon.

At the beginning, the couple of herdsmen watched the eagles splitting their bodies from a distance.

After the eagles had divided their bodies, they and the two children approached with some fear and reverence.

Their eyes were filled with gratitude and said to Wen Zilong:

"Heavenly messenger. Thank you, thank you for saving our family."

With that said, their family of four were all creeping on the grass.

It looks very religious.

Seeing that this family was so devout, Wen Zilong waved his hand and pointed to the corpses of dozens of eagles on the ground.

The man understood the meaning of Wen Zilong and said, "I will hold a heavenly burial for them."

The tradition of the Nava is burial.

And in their view, since they are messengers of heaven, of course they must be buried in heaven.

Wen Zilong was a little speechless.

He didn't want to eat these corpses of the same kind. After a long time, he had feelings. Second, the seventy eagles together didn't have much meat.

To the burial of heaven, these corpses must still be eaten by those birds.

Not to mention, let them go.

The family spent more than two hours transporting the bodies of all eagles to a mountain ten kilometers away.

In the afternoon, the family of four returned.

Wen Zilong didn't want to wait for them, but when he thought about it, his family lived here, maybe they knew something about the monster.

So after they came back, Wen Zilong began to draw away with his claws on the ground in front of the felt house.

When the family saw the giant eagle as tall as people, they wrote words on the ground with their claws, and the family was shocked.

All prostrate to the ground, screaming:

"The angel of heaven! The angel of heaven! It is really the angel of heaven!"

"There are really angels of heaven!"

"Our ancestors are right, the angel of heaven really exists!"

If people in the Han nationality see an eagle that can write, they should be 100% shocked by their jaws, or simply grab the eagle and slice it for research.

But the education that Nava children received from an early age, the eagle is the angel of heaven.

In many of their legends, the angel of heaven is omnipotent.

Then writing is naturally possible.

The most awesome and admired children since childhood were the angels of heaven.

Although their culture was shocked by the Han culture, the worship of the angels was deeply rooted and deeply rooted in the hearts of their people for thousands of years.

So when they saw the angel's messengers writing, they were horrified, but their hearts were more emotionally like "the angel appeared."

Wen Zilong wrote a sentence: How much do you know about water monsters?

The man heard a word, and his heart was awkward, with a complex look on his face.

Generally tourists from other places ask them that he will not say anything at all.

But now the angel of heaven asked them, he dare not say nothing.

"Heavenly messengers, they are not water monsters, they are Lake Saints."

Lake Saint?

There was a hint of doubt in Wenzi's eyes.

The man quickly explained: "We Nava are descendants of Genghis Khan. At that time, Genghis led the army to pass here and rest here. Seeing the beautiful scenery here, he left a team of people here, saying that he will be in the future Buried here. "

Wen Zilong heard the words and nodded slightly.

He had learned some history and knew that Genghis Khan ’s tomb was called Cheng Ling.

But that was just a clothing mound.

As for where the real tomb of Genghis Khan is, it is still a mystery.

The man went on to explain: "Later Genghis Khan was buried on the edge of Kanas Lake. The Lake Saint in Kanas Lake guarded the mausoleum for him. Of course, Lake Saint can also guarantee the safety of our Nava's life . "

Wen Zilong heard the words and sighed.

It's a bit troublesome.

Since it is their lake sage, now they want to engage in their lake sage, how can they agree?

After pondering for a while, Wen Zilong finally raised his head.

It seems that I have to blame the abilities of Shu Liao Xiao Loli.

He wrote on the ground: In fact, Husheng is a monster in the mountains, and has wanted to enter the Genghis Khan Mausoleum all these years.

The man and the woman looked at each other and looked at Wen Zilong in amazement.

"This this……"

He wanted to say that this was impossible, but he did not dare in front of the angel of heaven.

The education they received from childhood, they all said that Lake Saint is their patron saint of Nava.

It is the guardian of the tomb.

Now I suddenly told them that it was just a monster in the mountain, and I always wanted to enter the mausoleum.

How can this be accepted by them?

Wen Zilong also knew that it would be impossible for them to believe for a while.

So he went on to write: If he is your patron saint, have you been protected over the years? When you were pointed at by a foreigner with a gun, did it protect you?

"This……"

The man hesitated.

Looked at the woman.

A surprised look also appeared on the woman's face.

Wen Zilong continued to write: A few decades ago, some herders went to the lake to drink horses and never returned. Was it not eaten by what you called "Husheng"? If it is really a lake holy, to protect your safety, why should you eat people?

Seeing these few words, the man and the woman were silent.

In their culture, Husheng really protects them.

And that herdsman was indeed eaten by Hu Sheng.

As for why Hu Sheng, who protects them, should eat them, they never thought about it.

This is the way they were instilled in their childhood.

Wen Zilong finally concluded: Therefore, they are not Lake Saints, but elves. God sent me down today to get rid of this monster. And you have to help me. "

The man and the woman looked at each other without saying a word.

Wen Zilong also knew that it was very difficult for them to accept the fact that Hu Sheng was a strange thing in a short time.

You have to give them a reaction.

So he wrote: I will go back first and come back tomorrow. At that time, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer.

Then flapping his wings, with more than 700 falcons, flew towards the sky.

Flying higher and higher, until disappearing into the family's sight.

After all, the angel of heaven is a bit embarrassed if he returns to the mountain next to it.

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