For most people in southern Xinjiang, the Han people are outsiders. If outsiders fight, they will basically not intervene unless one of them is from southern Xinjiang.
With a tearing sound, Boss Ma's scimitar made a cut on Alang's arm, and blood gushed out, staining half of his sleeve red.
Qu Le was shocked and quickly supported him: "Alang!"
Alang pushed her hand away and protected her behind him. He stared at Boss Ma coldly, his dark eyes filled with murderous intent. His handsome face seemed to be shrouded in black mist, exuding a soul-stirring aura.
Bloodthirsty. Without even looking at the wounds on his arms, he arched his body slightly, tensed his muscles, and let out a low roar from his throat.
At this time, Alang looked like a battle-experienced wolf king who could bite the prey's throat with just one blow.
Boss Ma was so stared at that he broke out in cold sweat and instinctively took half a step back. But then he remembered that there were only two of them, and immediately smiled triumphantly and said: "If you know what's going on, just surrender and capture us, so as not to waste our time, you can do it too."
Eat less pain..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Alang rush forward suddenly, like a ghost, and suddenly disappeared!
In the blink of an eye, Alang had already rushed in front of him!
At a short distance apart, Alang grabbed Boss Ma's neck. Boss Ma was so frightened that he subconsciously swung the machete and tried to cut off his head from behind. Qule was so frightened that he screamed: "Alang, watch your back!
"
Alang raised his arm without looking back and firmly grasped Boss Ma's arm holding the scimitar.
Alang's two hands exerted force at the same time. Boss Ma's breathing became more and more difficult, and the grabbed arm was pulled in great pain. The sound of broken bones could be vaguely heard.
This man could actually tear off the bones of a living person with his bare hands. How strong must he be? Boss Ma was so frightened that he turned pale and kicked Alang's knees. Unexpectedly, Alang remained unmoved after being kicked.
He moved without appearing to be affected at all.
Alang looked coldly into Boss Ma's eyes, watching him change from struggling to begging for mercy to despair. In everyone's shocked eyes, Alang lowered his head, bit down on Boss Ma's neck, and bit off a big chunk.
A piece of raw meat!
Boss Ma screamed in pain and twitched all over.
Blood flowed down the corners of Alang's mouth, dyeing his handsome face with a terrifying beastly aura.
At this moment, everyone stepped back unconsciously. They watched helplessly as Alang chewed the piece of raw meat and swallowed it in one gulp. They felt that their stomachs were churning and they were extremely disgusted. They looked at the blood bathed in fear.
Alang, who was struck by the poison, thought that this was not a human being at all, but a beast and a monster!
Boss Ma's scream just now was so terrifying that it alarmed many people in southern Xinjiang. They couldn't help but turn around, and just in time to see Alang devouring human flesh, they were so frightened that they stayed in place and did not dare to move.
Even in southern Xinjiang, such a bloody scene has never occurred.
For a moment, everyone looked at Alang with fear and disgust, and some even wanted to do something to him.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Qu Le immediately ran over and grabbed A Lang's arm, lowering his voice and saying: "Let him go quickly."
Fortunately, Alang listened to Qule's words. He let go of his hand obediently. Boss Ma, who was covered in blood, slipped to the ground. He trembled and covered the wound on his neck. He was rolling on the ground in pain, and the expression on his face was completely distorted.
, the spirit is already on the verge of collapse.
Qu Le no longer cared about looking for Elder Lan. She dragged A Lang and ran in a direction where no one was around. A Lang followed her obediently and allowed her to drag him away.
Qu Le didn't stop until she was completely out of sight of those people. She leaned on the tree trunk to gasp for breath. She turned to look at A Lang and saw that his mouth was full of blood, and there were also a lot of half-dried blood on his neck and chest. She remembered that he had just
At the scene of eating human flesh alive, Qu Le couldn't help but said: "You are stupid, just bite off the meat, why do you still swallow it? Who knows if that guy is clean? What if he has a disease and infects it to you?
What should I do?”
...Hey, the focus seems a bit wrong, forget it, don't worry about these details.
Alang raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face and looked at her silently.
Seeing his silly and cute appearance, Qu Le couldn't bear to scold him any more, so she dragged him back to the valley, squatted by the lake, wetted his handkerchief, and wiped off the blood on his body.
Alang squatted on the ground, letting her almost scratch his skin, and still stared at her unblinkingly.
Qu Le didn't expect that after she finally recognized her relatives, it would lead to such a series of changes. First it was Lan Ling, then Badal, and just now it was Boss Ma. One after another, everyone wanted her with ulterior motives.
Little life.
If A Lang hadn't been by her side, she wouldn't have died so many times. She must remember A Lang's great merits again!
Qu Le touched A Lang's head and sighed happily: "You are still the most reliable."
Alang looked at her intently, still not understanding anything.
If there is a chance later, I must teach Alang how to speak and read! Qu Le kept this in mind.
On the altar, several elders were still discussing. Elder Ye, the shortest among them, asked for the fifth time: "Old boy, haven't you found your granddaughter yet?"
Elder Lan waved to Lan Ling who was under the altar, motioning for her to come up.
Lan Ling bowed his head and walked up, bowing his head respectfully. Elder Lan asked again: "Is there still no news about A Le?"
"Sorry, we haven't found it yet," Lan Ling lowered her head, looking sad.
Watching this child grow up since childhood, Elder Lan has always been somewhat partial to her. Seeing her like this, he couldn't blame her any more, so he just said helplessly: "Look for a few more people, and be sure to find her as soon as possible."
Le, she is not familiar with this place, and I am worried that something will happen to her."
"Yes, elder."
Lan Ling left, and Elder Ye couldn't help but complain: "How can a living person disappear just because he said he didn't see him?"
Elder Sang next to him looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If we don't hold the ceremony, we will miss the time."
The ceremony is the most important ceremony in the entire southern Xinjiang. There must be no mistakes. If the ceremony is delayed because a pre-selected saint girl does not show up, all the tribesmen will definitely be angry. Even the most virtuous and respected Elder Lan will not be able to bear the responsibility.
this responsibility.
Elder Lan glanced into the distance again, but still did not see his granddaughter, so he had to give up and sighed: "Well, in this case, it is because she does not have this blessing, so there is no need to wait for her anymore, let's get ready to start the ceremony."
Each clan can recommend a young, unmarried woman as a saint candidate. One of them will be selected as the next saint at the festival. Generally speaking, the elders of each clan will recommend
His own daughter or granddaughter, this will help to continue the purest bloodline. Elder Lan only has a daughter who has been away from home for many years. Since he has no direct lineage, he chose Lan Ling, who he has watched grow up since childhood, as the saint's preparation.
He wanted to choose someone, but Qu Le's sudden appearance made him change his mind.
Qu Le is his granddaughter. If she can become a saint, it will not only be an honor for the entire Lan clan, but it can also correct the result of Lan Rong being expelled from the clan twenty years ago for leaving southern Xinjiang privately.
Although this may be unfair to Lan Ling, as a father, he really hopes that his daughter's name can be returned to the family tree, and he can have a place to offer two sticks of incense to his daughter every year during the holidays.
He tried to communicate with Lan Ling, hoping that she could understand his selfishness as a father. Lan Ling did not disappoint him. She was very generous and did not feel dissatisfied at all. She even comforted him in turn, letting him
Don't worry about him too much, just relax.
Elder Lan was very pleased with the considerate Lan Ling, but what he didn't expect was that he heard someone say early this morning that Qu Le was missing!
He sent people out to search, but there was still no news. He was very worried, but as a great elder, he had to personally preside over the ceremony, and he couldn't get away from it for a while. He could only pray in his heart for the safety of his granddaughter.
As for the candidate for the saint of the Lan clan, it is still Lan Ling.
As soon as the ceremony began, the originally noisy scene immediately fell silent. Everyone knelt on their knees, crossed their hands on their chests, faced the altar piously, and recited prayers silently in their hearts.
Several elders stood side by side around the bronze tripod. Elder Lan, who was dressed in black, took two steps forward, placed his cane horizontally, raised it above his head with both hands, and said in an old and deep voice: "Long and bright universe, sacrifice to my ancestors! The towering heaven and earth,
Pay homage to my spirit! Worship..."
Everyone kowtowed to the ground, and the scene was solemn and solemn.
After the festival started, Badal took the opportunity to stay away from the crowd. He first found Boss Ma, who was bitten to death. Due to excessive blood loss and fright, Boss Ma was already in a semi-conscious state. Fortunately, there were still people around him.
Followed by many followers.
After questioning, Badal learned what happened from the mouths of these followers. He asked people to take away Boss Ma as soon as possible, in order to attract the attention of the elders of the clan. After Boss Ma was taken away, Badal immediately led another group of people.
People, follow the blood trail to pursue music.
They chased them all the way into the valley and saw Qu Le and a man squatting by the lake, not knowing what they were doing.
This time, Badal is determined to catch them all, and there must be no more mistakes.
The originally honest and honest face looked particularly gloomy and cruel at this moment. Badal made a gesture to signal everyone not to alert the snake. They carefully avoided the line of sight of Qu Le and the man, and carefully formed a circle of encirclement, quietly.
Completely trap Qu Le and the man, preventing them from having any chance to escape.
Qule was concentrating on treating the wound on Alang's arm. The bleeding had been stopped, but the edge of the wound was beginning to turn black and gradually began to rot.
Boss Ma's knife must have been tempered with poison!
This man was really insidious. He even used such dirty tricks. Qu Le was filled with hatred. He should not have stopped A Lang in the first place. He should have allowed A Lang to beat Boss Ma until he was half paralyzed and inhumane!
The toxicity gradually took hold, and Alang didn't say a word, but his face turned pale of his own accord, and a large amount of cold sweat slid down his face. Qule was so anxious that he immediately tore off the hem of his clothes and trapped the upper and lower parts of the wound to prevent
The toxicity continues to spread. (To be continued)