The square, which was originally a little noisy, became quiet in an instant.
The expression on everyone's face was frozen.
"What?"
Yang Huhuan was the first to question in surprise.
Ma Fuyin spoke again, "High Priest, dead!"
"High Priest!"
Yang Huhuan rushed into the hall.
Others flocked toward the hall.
"High Priest!!!"
There were sounds coming from the hall.
Wang Han stood outside and looked at the direction of the hall.
It is indeed somewhat unexpected. What kind of plane does this old Deng have to do?
I was talking to Wang Han just now, why are you dead now?
After thinking for a while, Wang Han followed the person inside and walked in.
When he entered the door, he saw the high priest's head hanging down and his dove stick was crossing his knees. The village chiefs of Tian Pengque surrounded the high priest in the middle. After Yang Huhuan checked the high priest for a while, his face turned pale.
"The High Priest...is really gone!"
Sadness surged across everyone's faces.
"Ma Fuyin must have killed the high priest. Everyone else went in, but something happened to the high priest after he went in!"
Ma Bao's family suddenly pointed at Ma Fuyin and concentrated their firepower output.
"Yes! The others talked well to the high priest, why did he become like this after he finished talking to the high priest? He, Ma Fuyin, cannot escape the blame!"
Ma Weiguo also agreed.
Someone turned his attention to Ma Fuyin, who always looked so simple and did not argue with anyone.
The smell of gunpowder gradually spread in the air, and more than half of the people pointed their guns at Ma Fuyin.
Ma Fuyin squatted beside the high priest, without saying a word, and did not explain anything to himself.
Seeing that these people were about to take action, Yang Huhuan suddenly spoke, "Enough! There is no new injuries on the high priest, it is definitely not Ma Fuyin!"
The Ma Bao family turned their eyes and looked at Wang Han, then raised their fingers and pointed at Wang Han, "That must be him! The high priest had clearly spoken to you just now, but after seeing him, he called you one by one.
It’s true! This matter cannot be separated from him!”
This stupid der is like a low-powered person with a lack of brain stem and bites him.
Everyone's eyes looked at Wang Han again.
The Ma Bao family had already stood up and looked unkind.
"Long guy, the high priest was so good before, but this foreigner died after coming. It has nothing to do with him. I don't believe it!"
"Yes! It must have something to do with him!" Ma Weiguo also jumped up and down and agreed.
"Have you made enough trouble?"
Yang Huhuan suddenly shouted angrily.
The two of them shrank their necks, "Old Yang, I think..."
Yang Huhuan said, "Since the high priest fought with the two madmen, he has been seriously injured. He has been holding on these days. He wanted to find a way out for us and held on for so long. Just now everyone is the first one.
When they came in, the high priest was in a very wrong state.”
The Ma Bao family still wanted to speak, but Yang Huhuan glared at him, "If you do this again, it will never end! Get out!"
These two stupid guys then shut up.
"What should I do now?"
Bald beard Gou Pengxing said, "The High Priest told me before that if one day he is really gone, he will put him into the soul ship and push him into the mud pulverized stream that day."
"What?"
Others scolded each other.
Yang Huhuan was the first to angrily, "Nilijian? Do you want the high priest to never be reborn?"
The others also looked at Gou Pengxing with cold eyes. Gou Pengxing squatted aside, "Don't look at me like this, this is the original words of the high priest."
Yang Huhuan was about to speak, but Ma Fuyin said, "The high priest said the same thing to me just now! He said that he felt that his deadline was coming, and today he was also divining one after another. If he peeked at the secrets of heaven, he would be backfired. He just said that if he could
If you can live for seven years, you can live for seven years. If you can’t stand for today, then put him in the soul ship that day and go down the mud plowing stream!"
Everyone stared at the high priest.
Wang Han stared at the high priest. When he was chatting just now, it seemed that the high priest was a little weak.
Unexpectedly, people were gone in a while.
Zhen Yuanshan asked, "But our new high priest has not been born yet, what should we do?"
Gou Pengxing then said, "When the High Priest talked with me about cooperation with Shanhehui before, he said that if he couldn't stand the day when he officially cooperated with Shanhehui, let us village chiefs choose an agent high priest."
These words caused subtle changes in the expressions of many people present.
There will be more or less covetousness of the position of the acting high priest.
Gou Pengxing then spoke, "The premise is that who can get the greatest benefit in cooperation with Shanhehui! Only then can he be elected as the acting high priest!"
Some people who couldn't hide their thoughts began to think about it.
"I won't say much. According to the high priest's wishes, let's bury him first. Let's go back and notify the people from their respective villages and come out to send the high priest's last journey!"
Wang Han listened in front of him for a long time.
These people didn't talk about half of the tribe envoys.
That also proves from the indirect evidence that this old Deng did not mention any related matters to anyone before his death.
But the most annoying thing is that the high priest just said that the story was passed down by word of mouth by word of mouth by word of high priests of all generations.
That proves that no one else knows it.
Lin Beigan, you nia!
Then you just talked about so many hammers with me!
From the contact with the high priest just now, Wang Han discovered that this old Deng had awe of Wang Han, but not much awe.
But it is not surprising that a story that has been passed down for thousands of years has not appeared in the story. Suddenly, today, the prophets in the story have come and their tribe members have to bow down and surrender. As a tribe, they have a very serious sense of consciousness.
There is more or less a rebellious place.
Wang Han felt a little annoyed.
There are tens of thousands of people in this place. If the high priest conveys what he said to Wang Han just now to these people, Wang Han will be the king of these tens of thousands of people.
But now the high priest has not told the others that these people will never recognize Wang Han.
I have to think of some way to make these people recognize me as the tribe envoy!
These village chiefs are very good at ease.
Yang Huhuan and Zhen Yuanshan stayed there to change their clothes for the high priest.
Others went back to inform the people from their respective villages.
Wang Han and his friends returned the same way.
The atmosphere was a bit dull, and Zhen Yourong, who seemed the most heartless, was sobbing with his head down at this time.
When he returned to Majia Village, Ma Fuyin asked Ma Sitong to go to another side to inform the old village chief about his death, while he went to another side to notify him.
Wang Han followed Ma Fuyin, "Captain Ma, what did the high priest say to you just now?"
"Let us find a way to cooperate well with Shanhe and strive for the best interests. What's wrong?"
Ma Fuyin turned around and looked at Wang Han with a friendly smile.
Wang Han and Ma Fuyin walked side by side, "Nothing."
After a while, Wang Han asked again, "Captain Ma, do you have any legends about the tribe envoys in your place?"
Ma Fuyin looked at Wang Han in confusion and shook his head, "I have never heard of it."
Wang Han felt a pain again.
After changing his thinking, Wang Han continued to ask, "What are the conditions required to convince everyone?"
Ma Fuyin walked in front, found a young young man and said a few words, and asked the young man to pass the message. Ma Fuyin turned around and looked at Wang Han, "You mean the conditions for being a high priest, there are two conditions for being a high priest,
One is born with a strange pupil, just like the high priests here in all dynasties have most of the vertical pupils.”