Chapter 561 Passionate Prairie Man Zhengtai and Lolita
Chapter 561: Enthusiastic Prairie Man Shota and Loli However, although Ruoshui muttered in his mouth, he also knew in his heart that this idea was purely a dream, and the unscrupulous system boss would never allow players to use this kind of bug to grind.
Good deeds have bad consequences, so he just thought about it and let it go. His main attention was still focused on the horse-riding herdsman.
I saw that this man was tall and strong, with a heroic appearance, and his bronze skin shone in the sun. His robe combined the characteristics of many nomadic peoples, which can be regarded as a culmination of ancient and modern times. He carried a large red bow on his back, and rode on horseback.
There are two pots of arrows hanging on it, and a two-foot-long scimitar is slung around his waist. Although the horse underneath him is also a Liuyun colt, it is three feet taller than an ordinary Liuyun colt, at least five feet tall.
Up and down, the whole body is covered with streamlined muscles, and a pair of horse eyes reveal the color of intelligence. When running, the four legs are like clouds, like lightning. This is not a horse at all, it is like a dragon emerging from the water!
Just when Ruoshui was watching the grassland herdsman carefully, the man also spotted Ruoshui's figure and looked here from a distance. He probably saw that Ruoshui's current white hair, white clothes and blue eyes were really unique, but he didn't
Seeing that he was carrying some kind of weapon, he didn't look like a bad guy, so he dismounted his horse and galloped towards Ruoshui. Before anyone arrived, he said, "Dear guest from afar, the descendants of Changshengtian and Yinshahe send their regards."
According to some game information Ruoshui knows, the grassland herders in the game world of Dao Invisible are not any grassland race that has ever really appeared in reality, but the game designers combined the characteristics of some ancient peoples that have disappeared.
, created a new race, which has grown on the boundless prairie for generations, claiming to be the descendants of Changshengtian and Yinshahe - the Yinshahe is the largest river on the prairie, originating from the towering snow mountains, flowing
Entering Tianzhihai, the largest lake in the grassland, the grassland people regard heaven as their father and the Silver Sand River as their mother. It is said that every grassland man must travel thousands of miles to the Silver Sand River when he grows up to take a handful of silver sand with him.
Only in this way can you be truly recognized as an adult by your compatriots and have the right to marry a wife and have children.
Therefore, bringing the names of Changshengtian and Yinshahe in your greetings represents the highest respect of the prairie people. Moreover, Ruoshui once heard someone say that the prairie people are the most hospitable people. As long as they are destined to meet each other,
And people who are not hostile will be regarded as friends. When I heard the words of this big man on horseback, I couldn't help but secretly thought that this was true. This prairie man was really very polite. If it were a player, I am afraid that he would be a friend at this moment.
He had already shouted to himself very rudely, "Boy, who are you?"
People respect me three points, and I respect others ten feet. Since the big man on horseback greeted me so politely, Ruoshui naturally had to reciprocate the courtesy. Why can't he ask an NPC to pick on him?
"May the Immortal God always take care of you, my brother who runs on the grassland!" He called out the game forum at lightning speed. Ruoshui took the initiative and searched out a sentence from the vast forum information to say hello to the grassland people in the game. As expected, this sentence is exactly the same.
As soon as he came out, a smile appeared on the face of the big man on horseback. For them, nothing makes people happier than the blessing of Changsheng. Therefore, this sentence is equivalent to saying to the people of the Central Plains, "Enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live a long life."
"Tian Qi" is generally a very high-class flattery, and people who can say such words, even if they are not prairie people, are enough to be regarded as good friends by them.
The big man on horseback was sitting on Liuyunju very fast. In the time between the two of them answering each other, he had already galloped to Ruoshui. The big man turned over and dismounted. He let out a hearty laugh and gave Ruoshui a very warm hug.
"Uh, is this a bit too passionate?" Ruoshui didn't pay attention and was already hugged by the big man. He couldn't help but have a black line on his head. As a man with normal sexual orientation, it felt really good to be hugged so warmly by another man.
It's not good, especially since the person holding the person has a very strong "manly aura". Fortunately, this hug is just a courtesy requirement, and it's not that the big man has any ulterior motives, so the duration is not too long.
Long, so as not to give Ruoshui too much headache
After letting go of Ruoshui, the man took half a step back, looked at Ruoshui's white robe again, and said hesitantly: "Good friend, welcome to the grassland given by the immortal god. I am Zheli from the Yunjuan Department.
My good friend is dressed in a strange costume, could it be that he came from the land of Kyushu?"
Although the herdsmen on the grassland are all of the same race, they are also divided into dozens of tribes, large and small. In addition to the Yunjuan tribe to which Zheli belongs, there are also the Shehe tribe, the Bolbo tribe, the Changhu tribe, the Canglang tribe, etc.
, each tribe has at least tens of thousands of people, and each household is scattered, living in pursuit of water and grass, all over the center of the northern prairie.
However, Ruoshui didn't know the twists and turns, and he didn't know that the Yunjuan tribe to which Zheli belonged was a medium-sized tribe in the south of the center of the grassland. He just smiled and cupped his hands, and reported his family status: "Haha, it turns out it's
The eldest brother Zheli and the younger brother Ruoshui of the Yunjuan Division are monks from the Kyushu region of the Central Plains."
As soon as the four words "monk" came into his ears, the big man named Zheli was immediately surprised and said: "Is my good friend actually the legendary monk? I heard from the elder shaman in the clan that the Central Plains
Most of the monks in Kyushu are people with great supernatural powers who are as powerful as the elder shamans. They have all kinds of incredible powers and are messengers of the gods favored by the Immortal God. Unexpectedly, I, Zheli, am actually lucky enough to meet this distinguished person today.
Messenger of God!"
Ruoshui couldn't help but sweat after hearing this. Taoist cultivators who could be seen everywhere in the Central Plains were actually regarded as messengers of the Immortal Heaven when they arrived in the northern prairie. How could this be justified?
"What kind of divine envoy is there? It can't be compared with the noble shaman elders on the grassland. I just know more about Taoism and magic than ordinary people. Brother Zheli, you are older than me. Just call me Ruoshui."
That’ll be fine”
Although Ruoshui knew that apart from the tribal kings, the shaman elders were the most noble among the prairie people, he did not know the status of the shaman elders in the hearts of ordinary herdsmen like Zheli. Although this prairie man
He has a heroic temperament, but facing the monk who is hailed as the messenger of God by the elder shaman, he is still a little trembling. "Don't dare, don't dare. The messenger of the Immortal Heaven is so noble, how can you call him by his name? Or should he call him by name?"
For the good of God..."
Ruoshui was made uncomfortable all over by the prairie man's words of "magic" to the left and "noble" to the right. He immediately interrupted him and said, "I told you to just call me Brother Ruoshui. If Brother Zheli is so polite again, then
My little brother is leaving!"
Zheli scratched his head in embarrassment. Seeing that Ruoshui was determined, he had no choice but to reluctantly agree, "Okay, since God... No, brother Ruoshui insists, that's all we have to do. Brother Ruoshui, the place with gentle river water is convenient."
This is my home, and you are a guest who came all the way from Kyushu, Central Plains, and a good friend sent to me by the Heaven of Immortality, so you have to come to my house for a bowl of milk tea no matter what."
Faced with the enthusiasm of the grassland man, Ruoshui was naturally more respectful than obedient. What's more, according to what Baiyunhe Saint Du Jiuxiao said, the star golden spirit sand can only be obtained by landing on these grassland NPCs. Since Zheli has such a warm invitation.
I went to his house as a guest, and I could take this opportunity to connect with each other, and to inquire about the star gold Lingxi sand, a top-quality treasure refining material known as the Tears of Heaven by the prairie people.
There are more than 1,500 cattle, sheep, and horses here. Nazhe is out grazing, so naturally it is impossible for him to be alone. There are three brothers and a sister who are surrounded by Nuo's large herd of cattle, sheep, and horses. In addition, there are also
There are two old men, who are also galloping around on horses. Judging from their age and appearance, they should be Zheli's uncle. However, Zheli is the head of this big family, and everyone must obey his orders. The grassland is now visible.
The man pursed his lips and shouted. His voice was desolate and could be heard for miles. Soon, the people who were grazing with Zheli came over on horseback as if they were flying.
When these people arrived nearby, Zheli handed the long pole in his hand to a brother, then introduced the family members who came with him to Ruoshui, and then said to them: "Brother Ruoshui is a monk from Kyushu in the Central Plains.
, is a distinguished guest who cannot be invited. Changshengtian asked him to come to our land. Zheli should treat him well on behalf of Changshengtian. You drive these cattle and sheep back slowly. I want to see brother Ruoshui first.
Go to Felt Bag”
The younger ones didn't say anything, but the two old people of Zheli's uncle's generation looked at Ruoshui with surprise on their faces, "Are the distinguished guests the cultivators that the elder shaman said? The messengers of the Immortal Heaven? That's really Immortality."
God has given us the honor of our family. Zheli, please hurry up and see off the distinguished guests. Don’t neglect us. We will take care of these cattle and sheep.”
After replacing the grazing animals, Zheli asked his brother to give up a golden horse that was no worse than his own horse, and handed the reins to Ruoshui's hand, "Brother Ruoshui
Now get on your horse and follow Zheli to Zhanbao. I have the most fragrant milk tea, the fattest lamb, and the sweetest wine by the Luoma River, which will definitely satisfy your distinguished guests."
Ruoshui looked at the tall horse that was much taller than him, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Not to mention that he couldn't ride a horse, even if he could ride, he probably wouldn't be able to control such a huge horse, or simply couldn't even get on the horse's back...
...Well, rather than being embarrassed in front of others, it would be better to just fly with the sword. Although it is a bit shocking, it is better than losing face.
At that moment, Ruoshui made up his mind, and smiled and declined the reins in Zheli's hand. He calmly and slightly used his magic power, and the Lisu Shuo Xing Sword immediately turned into a gleaming galaxy, in the astonished and envious eyes of all the grassland NPCs.
Gently holding Ruoshui in the air, "Hehehehe, brother Zheli, I'm not good at riding, so I won't show off my shame, so I'd better fly away by myself."
Zheli and his brothers, sisters and uncles said to themselves that this was indeed the messenger of the gods that the elder shaman said. He could actually step on the stars. If it were not a gift from the Changsheng Heaven, how could a mortal be able to do this? So they couldn't help but feel sorry for Ruoshui.
He was even more polite and respectful, and after Na Zheli bowed his hands to Ruoshui again and again, he whipped his horse and spurred the red coal-like flowing cloud pony under his seat to his home at the bend of the Lok Ma River.
The felt bag flew away
Although Liuyunju is a level 140 high-level monster and can travel 1,800 miles a day, it cannot be compared with the Taoist Flying Sword.
The Sword of Zhou Tian Xing Power condensed by the Skill Great Zhen Gang Star Dou Han is not only extremely beautiful in appearance, but also flies extremely fast. It is not much slower than the incarnation of the colorful fire spirit Luan that has not been blessed by various spells. Therefore, Ruoshui has not yet used it.
Halfway through the speed of the sword, it was already tightly attached to Zheli's back. With a leisurely and unrestrained attitude, he flew all the way to the felt bag at Zheli's house.
"Father is back, father is back, and he is followed by a weirdo who can fly in the sky!" Ruoshui and Zheli wielded their swords, urged their horses, and galloped for as long as two sticks of incense. They had just arrived in front of the felt bag.
Before Zheli could get off his horse and lead Ruoshui home, the two of them heard a childish voice in the seven or eight felt rooms that looked like white clouds. When they looked up, they saw that it was coming from a **-year-old boy.
The boy himself was hiding behind the wooden fence, holding a small bow and arrow in his hand, pointing the arrow at Ruoshui in the sky, while turning his head and shouting at the gun in the felt bag
It's no wonder that this child pointed an arrow at Ruoshui. There are very few cultivators on the grassland, and they are very unfamiliar with things like sword light. What's more, Ruoshui's sword light has been hovering near Zheli's head. How?
Can Zheli's son not be worried about his father and become defensive?
Alarmed by the call of this immature boy, several figures flew out of the felt bags and looked into the sky. Their expressions also changed drastically. Based on their knowledge, of course they did not know that they were in a family.
What on earth was that thing hovering over the head of Zheli? So they all shouted, those who drew their swords, those who mounted their horses, those who took their bows and arrows, waiting for a big fight with that strange thing, so that Zheli could be captured.
Li was rescued from the monster's clutches
Seeing that his family members were behaving inappropriately, Zheli immediately stood up on his horse, waved his big hands and shouted: "Don't take the knife, don't shoot the arrow, this is the noble messenger of the God of Heaven, a guest sent by the Changsheng Heaven, hurry up
Open the fence and let us in!"
Among these seven or eight felt buns lived the Zheli family. As the eldest son of the family, this man from the prairie had already become the leader who led the family to live on the prairie. As the head of the family, after he said these words, he immediately
After suppressing the strange movement in the felt bag, Zheli's family members, although they still didn't understand what was going on, did not dare to disobey their parents. They all obeyed and put away their weapons and opened the wooden fence.
, a large group of men and women rushed towards Zheli who was driving the horse. Only the child who raised the alarm still held a bow and arrow in his hand, standing behind the fence and looking warily at the top of his father's head. Behind him, a small felt-wrapped
Someone opened a gap in the tent, revealing a pair of small, crystal-clear eyes that kept looking around.
The flying horse galloped to the tribe's side. Zheli, who turned over and dismounted, looked towards the sky, only to see that Ruoshui had already sheathed the light of his sword, returned to his appearance of white clothes and white hair, slowly descended, and immediately greeted Ruoshui, holding his hand
He stopped and began to introduce Ruoshui's identity and origin to the family members who stayed behind in Zhanbao. Of course, it was nothing more than the same old talk about Kyushu monks and immortal angels.
However, the grassland people still stick to this trick. Just now, they were controlling the strings with their chakras one by one and looking at Ruoshui with eager eyes. But now they have changed their faces and become extremely friendly. The women followed the etiquette of the grassland herdsmen and saluted Ruoshui.
, he rushed back to his felt bag to prepare the food for the guests, while the men either touched their shoulders and bent down to give Ruoshui the ancient gift, or took off the wine from their waists and gave it to Ruoshui to drink, or asked for help like Zheli.
He gave Ruoshui a manly hug, and his hospitality was beyond words. Ruoshui, who had never received such treatment before, was very flattered.
The seven or eight-year-old boy also put away his bow and arrow at this time and ran behind his father Zheli. He tilted his head and looked at Ruoshui with curious eyes. There was actually a little tail behind him, but it was a boy of four or five.
The little girl, who is 18 years old, is wearing a white leather vest, pigtails, and white flowers on her head. Her eyes are blinking like stars. She is very cute. It is exactly the pair of eyes that came out from behind the felt tent just now.
owner of eyes
"Brother Ruoshui, come on, let me introduce you." Zheli laughed and pushed the children behind him in front of Ruoshui, "These are Zheli's children, the strongest pony Huazhe on the grassland.
And the most dazzling pearl tassel Huazhe on the Lok Ma River, Liusu, why don’t you say hello when you see the distinguished guests coming from afar? Especially you, Huazhe, you pointed an arrow at the distinguished guests just now. This is an impolite move. Why don’t you say hello to the distinguished guests from afar?
Messenger of the Immortal Heaven, your uncle Ruoshui apologizes?"
The little girl Liusu was still young. After listening to her father's words, she bowed and saluted Ruoshui, and then retreated behind her father in an extremely obedient manner. She still looked a little scared of Ruoshui, a strange guy who looked weird and could fly into the air.
And that little pony-like boy, Hua Zhe, looked straight at Ruoshui openly, but there was suspicion and stubbornness in his eyes. He didn't say hello or apologize, just like a dull gourd with a sawed mouth.
