Xu Chen grabbed a small handful of dried fruits from his pocket, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it happily, then said with a smile:
"The taste of this wild fruit is extremely spicy. I have only eaten it once since I brought it back. Neither Ye nor Xueer could stand the smell, so I have never eaten it. These are dried and more pungent than fresh fruits. You
Take it back and try it. If you can’t eat it, don’t force it..."
Upon hearing this, the little witch quickly nodded and whispered: "I have already heard from Yu Gongwu. In fact, I am not the only one who wants to eat it. Many women will have stomachaches after a few days of menstrual blood. If this wild fruit can really cure diseases,
, I hope I can get more so that more women can eat it!”
Xu Chen was in awe when he heard this, nodded seriously and said: "You are right, just as I thought. I didn't know that this kind of wild fruit could cure diseases at first. I just thought the taste was very strange. It is not suitable for cooking and roasting."
It's very appetizing at first, and it was only after Yu Gongwu and a group of clan leaders tasted it that they said it had this function. But whether it can cure diseases or not, you still need to take it back and find more women to eat it and see the effect. If it really does,
If it works, you can ask the Witch College to try sowing seeds in the temple garden and the palace garden first. It is a great credit if it succeeds. This is what we witches should do, just like farming and animal husbandry. All tribes can promote planting in the future.
.”
"Yes, I will definitely follow the instructions of His Majesty the Witch King!" The little witch hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
"You and I don't have to be like this, you see Ye never salutes me!" Xu Chen smiled and helped the little witch up, then tied the cloth bag and put it in her hands.
"Remember, don't eat too much, otherwise you will feel very uncomfortable. Also remember, too much is never enough. No matter how good the food is, you can't eat too much, especially medicine for treating diseases. Taking too much will be harmful to the body."
"Yes, I remember!"
"Well, go to bed early tonight and remember to call me early tomorrow morning!"
"Okay, Your Majesty the Witch King, I'm leaving!"
The little witch held the cloth bag in her hands, thanked her again and hurried away.
Seeing the little witch disappearing into the garden at dusk, Xu Chen felt a sense of indifference.
Since moving to the palace, he and the little witch have had separate bedrooms. Although the house has become bigger and the living environment has suddenly become spacious and beautiful, they seem to have gradually become alienated from each other.
This is not distance or emotional estrangement, but a difference in status. Just like between superiors and subordinates, there is already an atmosphere where they cannot get along as equals.
Although the two of them were together almost every day, they only discussed work more than they did before.
Xu Chen knew that the little witch was not alienated from his feelings at all, just because as his status and power continued to increase, his worship mentality had already exceeded the feelings between ordinary tribesmen.
She may have deliberately used this distance to express respect for herself.
In addition, perhaps because her body is getting more and more mature, her identity does not allow her to get too close to her, otherwise it will be difficult to resist the physical temptation.
After all, witches are also women, and now is the most mature period for a woman in her prime of twenties.
In fact, Xu Chen himself seems to have been trying his best to keep the distance between him and the little witch. He never stays alone for a long time. Moreover, since moving to the royal city, the two of them rarely eat together.
Not to mention that they were inseparable together almost every day like they did in the Ba tribe before.
Perhaps, given the identities and status of both parties, distancing themselves from each other is the best way to respect and protect each other.
After all, the story he thought had to be told between the Witch King and the Witch, as time went by, the age increased, and the mentality matured, it became less and less irresistible.
What's more, he already has a witch.
Xu Chen stood at the door of the dormitory and watched the little witch disappear, and then went back to continue eating. After drinking and eating, he took Xueer for a walk in the garden while it was still dark.
When I walked to the middle of the garden, I found that Pi Wu was also playing in the garden with his son Zilong, and several big dogs were following him around.
The two half-brothers and sisters were together almost every day, so they had a lot of fun when they met. Zilong gave Xueer his ocarina, and the two started running and playing in the garden, giggling.
Xu Chen and Pi Wu followed behind while chatting and laughing.
Not far away, at the window on the second floor of the big witch dormitory, the two little witch sisters were standing in front of the window, looking down at the warm scene in the garden.
Apart from their clothes, the two sisters look almost identical.
"Sister, are the skin witches and His Majesty the Witch King really mating?" the little witch sister asked seriously.
After a long silence, the little witch nodded slightly, and then said softly: "Yes."
My sister covered her mouth for a long time before lowering her voice and saying, "What should we do?"
The little witch was silent again, this time longer, and finally shook her head and said: "I don't know either, but I think this is the arrangement of the gods, and we'd better keep this secret!"
My sister's eyes lit up and she said, "Is it like we kept secrets from before?"
The little witch nodded seriously: "Yes!"
My sister looked at Xu Chen and Pi Wu talking and laughing intimately in the garden, bit her lip and said, "Sister, do you think Zilong is really the child born from the mating between Pi Wu and His Majesty the Witch King?"
The little witch was stunned for a moment. After a long time, she shook her head and said, "No, Zilong is a child blessed by the gods. We should not doubt this."
The younger sister said, "If the Pi witch can mate with His Majesty the Witch King, why can't she give birth to a child? She is an impure witch and may bring disaster to His Majesty the Witch King and the Kingdom of Pakistan. Maybe we can keep her secret like this."
It will bring disaster to us."
"We should believe in His Majesty the Witch King!"
"I believe in His Majesty the Witch King, but I don't believe in Pi Wu. She is just a wild witch. We are the first to know His Majesty the Witch King. Why doesn't His Majesty the Witch King mate with us?"
The little witch's body trembled slightly, and after staring silently at the middle of the garden for a long time, she turned away from the window with slightly red eyes.
…
September 15th.
It's late autumn.
Although both sides of the Jicang River still look green, in fact most of the vegetation has begun to wither and wither.
As the sun slowly rises, the steaming river fog also quickly recedes.
A new day has arrived, and the witchcraft ceremony officially begins.
As the palace drums sounded, men, women and children from all the tribes near the royal city and on the north bank of the Jicang River, after having breakfast early, flocked to the palace square with lively cheers.
In fact, as early as the sky had dimmed, tribesmen from far away were already waiting impatiently at the entrance at the four gates of the palace.
Although the annual witchcraft ceremony is very lively every year, this is the first time that the National Day sacrificial ceremony is held in the palace, and many tribesmen want to find a good seat in advance to watch it.
The most exciting thing is naturally the military parade.
Since the establishment of Pakistan last year, a simple military parade was held. This novel event and ceremony has aroused great enthusiasm from all tribes, men, women and children.
I heard that this year's military parade will have more people, a larger scale, and more exciting performances.
The most important thing is that since the hunting competition was moved to the beach at the mouth of the Jicang River, watching the competition has become an extremely luxurious act. In the past, all men, women, and children could participate in the event. Now, only hunters from various tribes participate, which is very entertaining.
Discounting can no longer satisfy the interest of the people near the royal city.
The military parade completely replaced the hunting contest and became a new and more lively entertainment activity.
Just as thousands of people were flocking to the palace square, outside the four gates of the royal city, groups of hunters wearing leather armor and carrying bows, arrows and spears, led by tribal officers, held high tribal flags, blew horns and marched
With the sound of drums coming from the palace, people began to form a square formation with kicking and tapping. Various slogans came and went. The neat and mighty movements attracted a large number of people to watch and cheer.
After Xu Chen finished breakfast, the sun had already risen. At this time, the morning fog had cleared and the autumn air was crisp. Seeing that it was almost time, Xu Chen and a group of witches, escorted by a group of forbidden troops, set off on horseback to the palace square in a car.
Xu Chen put on a brand new dress today.
Inside are cyan clothes and trousers, which are of a traditional style. A palm-width belt is tied around the waist. A dragon tooth scimitar is hung on the belt. Outside, he is wearing a yellow mid-length windbreaker. He is riding a horse while riding a bumpy road.
Okay, the windbreaker is slightly billowing in the wind, and you look full of energy.
Behind Xu Chen was Pu Hejia, who also put on brand new leather armor, and behind him were ten carriages in a row, on which sat ten witches also dressed in witch dresses.
On the first car was the little witch who was the high priest of the temple. She was wearing a yellow embroidered witch skirt and holding a big witch scepter inlaid with gold and colorful gems. Followed by the Yu Gong clan, the Gonghuo clan, the Five Ghost clan, and the Pi clan.
The nine witches, including the Wu tribe, the Youqiong tribe, the Cicha tribe, the Tage tribe, and the Moten tribe, all have embroidered white skirts and different scepters in their hands.
On both sides of the ten carriages were followed all the little witch students of the Witch Academy, and twenty royal guards wearing uniforms of dark blue uniforms, wearing wide-brimmed cowhide hats, and holding bronze spears to escort them.
At the same time that Xu Chen and others appeared at the entrance of the palace square, two big cowhide drums standing on the left and right in front of the palace gate were beaten at the same time.
"Dongdongdongdong..."
The low drum beat was like muffled thunder, shaking the entire royal city as if it was shaking.
"Open the door~~"
The hunters guarding the four gates heard the sound of drums and knew that the time had come, so they all roared and pulled away the fence, and the team of hunters who lined up also blew their horns almost at the same time.
Amidst the sound of trumpets, the people who had been waiting for the event rushed to the center of the square with excitement and shouts.