According to the information, Batugar is about forty years old. He has almost never stepped out of the ancestral temple since he was a child. Although he knows the name of Hebei Soul Slayer, he really doesn’t know the origins of the three of us.
As for the Yin Yang store, it was only established in recent years. He knew nothing about it.
Zhang Wuren said calmly: "Zhang Wuren, He Zhonghua, and Zhang Wuxin have met their seniors at Yin Yang Store."
Batugar casually hung the mask on his waist, then hugged the three of us and said, "Batugar, the great shamanist wizard, nice to meet you."
After a pause, he said again: "Thank you for what you just said."
He Zhonghua smiled and said: "Senior, you're welcome. I saw you take action just now. Even without our help, I'm afraid we can definitely defeat these insects."
Batu Gal smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have relaxed. Only then did I realize that although this man was only in his forties, the wrinkles on his face were similar to those of a seventy-year-old man.
Living in such a ghost place, it seems that time has left deeper traces on them.
Batugar turned around, found his scimitar, and shook off the blood on his body. He looked at the broken insect corpses, and lit a fire.
Under the flames soaring into the sky, all the ghosts who were wandering around just now fled one after another. Batugar did not chase him, but sat on the ground, waved his hands to the three of us, and said: "The conditions are simple, I would like to apologize to you three."
.I wonder why the Hebei Soul Suppressor came to the Desert of Death?"
Although Batugar rarely leaves the Ancestral Temple, it does not mean that he does not have contact with people from the outside world. In fact, every year, shamans follow the supply convoy to the Ancestral Temple to learn shamanic heritage.
Through this opportunity, Batugar also learned about many things in the outside world, including mutual inquiries among exorcists, and the reputation of the Hebei Soul Killer.
In addition, this person is extremely smart and knows that exorcists come to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason. Since he has to chase him to the land of insect resentment in the middle of the night, he definitely wants something.
Zhang Wuren did not mince words and said straight to the point: "The reason I came to the Death Desert this time is actually to let senior participate in a very important gambling game."
Batugar shook his head without hesitation: "I'm sorry, the shamans of the Ancestral Temple never compete with exorcists. And I can't leave the Desert of Death, for fear of disappointing you."
Zhang Wuren stretched out his hand and handed over a small black leather notebook, and then said: "Senior, whether you like it or not, please read the contents above first?"
Batugar did not refuse. He took the black-covered notebook and flipped through the pages by the light of the fire next to him. He read very slowly. He didn't know whether he was thinking about something or had some problem with word recognition.
obstacle.
During this period, the two old shamans had already cleaned up the battlefield and were feeling tired again. Without the fight just now, they were no different from ordinary old people.
Perhaps because they didn't want to disturb Batu Gal, the two old men sat down next to Batu Gal after cleaning up. They took out the dry and hard buns from their arms, broke them into small pieces and put them in their mouths.
plug.
I was a little heartbroken to see two old men in their 60s and 70s, after a big battle, they could only satisfy their hunger with black and hard steamed buns. Even if it was black steamed buns, the two old men couldn't bear to eat more.
After taking the piece, he wrapped it with a piece of rag and stuffed it into his arms again. He took out the sheepskin water bag and drank two gulps of water. Then he sat on the ground and closed his eyes to meditate.
Thinking of this, I opened my backpack without hesitation, took out the canned beef, compressed biscuits, and nutritional drinks I had prepared and handed them over.
I usually find these things unpalatable, but compared with the dry and hard steamed buns that the old shaman ate, these things are simply delicacies on earth.
These exorcists who silently protect mankind should not be treated like this.
Once the shamans go out to patrol, they are basically starving. After all, they are old and weak, and the food they carry is limited. In addition, the conditions of the ancestral temple are limited, and they even buy air-dried beef that is too hard to bite.
Can't afford it, let alone nutritional drinks and canned beef specially used as military rations.
So when they saw me bringing out food, they couldn't help but swallow.
I felt heartbroken when I saw it, and said: "Two seniors, this is a tribute from the younger generation to you. Don't worry, we have a lot more in the car."
At the beginning, the old wizard was still hesitant, but the aroma of the canned beef spread out, causing the two of them to swallow their saliva. After a few words of persuasion from me, I carefully picked up the canned beef and ate it slowly.
Perhaps out of frugality, they only ate two or three bites and then put them on the ground. One of the old wizards said softly: "Can we take these food away with us?"
I hurriedly said: "You two had better finish eating here and replenish your strength. Don't spend all day fighting demons and demons, but you can't even fill your stomach. It makes people feel uncomfortable."
He Zhonghua said in a low voice: "Fourth brother, do you still have money in the store's account? After this matter is over, you use the money in the store to buy a freight truck, hire two drivers, and pay Grandma every ten days.
The temple delivers supplies once. Grandma’s are all heroes who conquer demons and demons, so we can’t torture them!”
Batugar suddenly said: "In that case, I would like to thank you all in advance, but this bet... I really can't help. Now all the wizards are old. If I leave, they will not be able to suppress the death worms."
Yes, once the death worm spreads, not only will the wizards be in danger, but it will also cause panic to the surrounding people."
Zhang Wuren seemed to have known that Batu Gal would say this. He thought for a moment and said, "I heard that the guardian of the desert is about to end its inheritance?"
Batugar's expression dimmed instantly. He nodded slightly and said in a low tone, "That's right."
In fact, this matter is obvious. Although the older generation of today's exorcism schools are powerful, they pay more attention to the training of young people. Because as long as young people come to take over their classes, this school will continue to flourish.
Go down.
The youngest shaman in the Kezu Temple is Batu Gal, who is in his forties. The average age of the remaining six shamans is almost seventy years old.
It can be said that Batugar is the last guardian of the desert.
During this time, Batugar also invited some shamans who came to the Death Desert to join the ancestral temple. But today's young people are all young people who have accepted the culture of the new era. They have seen the colorful world outside, how can they
Squatting in this place where birds don't poop for the rest of their lives?
Batugar has thought many times, when the six old wizards die, and when he becomes old and weak, who will protect the desert of death? Who will suppress those disgusting death worms?
Zhang Wuren's question directly hit the weakest part of Batugar's heart.
Seeing Batu Gal's lonely expression, Zhang Wuren sighed slightly and said, "If I have a way to pass on the ancestral temple, will you be willing to help us participate in a bet?"
Upon hearing this, Batugar immediately raised his head: "How did you do it?"
Zhang Wuren smiled and said, "You will find the answer in that gambling game."
Batugar stared at Zhang Wuren, then looked down at the small black book. The expression on his face changed, and finally he sighed deeply.
"As expected, although the method is not perfect, it can really solve the inheritance of the Ancestral Temple. However, if I leave the Ancestral Temple, who will guard the Desert of Death?"
He Zhonghua couldn't help but said: "Senior, to be honest with you, if you give up this opportunity, you will never have the opportunity to revitalize the ancestral temple. To put it bluntly, in a few decades, when you and several people
The old wizard has passed away, shouldn’t those damn bugs still be jumping around when they should?”
"In this case, it's better to take a chance. If you win this bet, the inheritance of the ancestral temple will continue, and new blood will continue to flow by then. Even if you are gone, there will be people who will take up the banner to suppress the death worm.
, is this the truth?”
The expression on Batugar's face changed. After a while, he said: "Ten days from now? Ruoqiang County?"
Zhang Wuren quickly replied: "It's nine days later!"
Batugar snorted and said: "You are right, the ancestral temple does need to be passed down, otherwise, once we grow old, this ancestral temple that has been guarded for countless years will eventually turn into ruins.
"
He stood up slowly and said, "In that case, what if I gamble once?"
I clearly saw a flash of joy on the faces of Zhang Wuren and He Zhonghua. When Batugar dealt with six death worms just now, everyone could see clearly.
This man, who is only in his forties, is indeed an extremely brave exorcist. If he participates in this gamble, he will at least have an 80% chance.
At that time, as long as the last person is found, all the participants in this gambling game will be complete.
Zhang Wuren said: "Time is running out! Why don't I drive all the seniors back to the ancestral temple? Then senior Batugar will leave the Desert of Death with us?"
The Desert of Death is inaccessible. If we didn't drive there, I'm afraid Batugar would have to walk there. But unexpectedly, Batugar shook his head slightly and rejected Zhang Wuren's proposal.
He said: "Just take us back to the Ancestral Temple. Over there, I have to prepare some necessary things to ensure the success of the gamble."
"As for how to get to Ruoqiang County, I won't bother you. In short, I will definitely arrive in Ruoqiang County in nine days!"
An exorcist of this level is basically just a spit and a trap. If he says he is coming, he will arrive on time even if it means a knife from the sky. So we did not suspect that Batugar was trying to shirk us, but we all responded to Batugar one after another.
Gar and the other two old wizards bowed.
"That's it, please, senior!"
Batugar nodded slightly to us and said: "We are only protecting the Desert of Death, but you are protecting the entire world. Strictly speaking, we should be the ones thanking you three."
He stood up, bowed down and saluted us as well, and said, "May evil spirits be forever cleared between heaven and earth, and righteousness endure forever!"