Super Dragon Evolution: 203 Bewitched

Wen Zilong killed all the mercenaries, looked at the corpses of more than seventy eagles on the ground, shook his head and sighed.

Especially the death of Guoer and Xiaolongnv made Wen Zilong feel so sad.

Although this is their mission as cannon fodder, they have been with themselves for so long after all.

Next, Wen Zilong used the leader's will to control the two eagles again.

We still named them Guoer and Xiaolongnu to honor the two eagles that had just passed away.

"Finally, Little Dragon Girl, take these people apart and take them to the mountain. I will send you the address."

Wen Zilong ordered.

It was the first time Wen Zilong had controlled her and Xiaolongnv. They were agitated, and then they screamed and gave orders to the other eagles.

Also doing a demonstration.

Soon, all the corpses were moved to the temporary lair of Zilong on the mountain.

The herdsman couple, at first, watched the eagles dismembering their bodies from a distance.

After the eagles separated the corpses, they and the two children walked over in a little fear and respect.

Their eyes were full of gratitude and said to Wen Zilong:

"God’s messenger. Thank you, thank you for saving our family."

Speaking, their family of four, all crawling on the grass.

It looks very religious.

Wen Zilong waved his hand when he saw that his family was so pious, and pointed to the corpses of dozens of eagles on the ground.

The man understood what Wen Zilong meant and said: "I will hold a celestial burial for them."

The tradition of the Nava people is the sky burial.

And in their opinion, since it is a messenger from the heavens, of course they need to be buried.

Wen Zilong was a little speechless.

He didn't even want to eat these same kind of corpses. After a long time, he had feelings, and secondly, these seventy eagles didn't have much meat together.

If the sky is buried, these corpses will still be eaten by the birds.

Never mind, let them go.

The family took more than two hours to transport all the eagles' bodies to a mountain ten kilometers away.

In the afternoon, the family of four returned.

Wen Zilong didn't want to wait for them, but after another thought, their family lives here, maybe they know something about water monsters.

So after they came back, on the ground in front of the yurt, Wen Zilong began to slash away with his claws.

The family was shocked when they saw this giant eagle as tall as a human being, and even used their paws to write on the ground.

All are crawling on the ground, shouting:

"Heaven's messenger! Heaven's messenger! Really, God's messenger!"

"There are really messengers from heaven!"

"Our ancestors were right, the messengers of heaven really exist!"

If in the Han nationality, people see an eagle that can write, 100% of them will be shocked to drop their jaws, or they will just grab the eagle and slice it for study.

But the education that Nava children received since childhood, the eagle is the messenger of heaven.

In many of their legends, the angel of heaven is omnipotent.

Then writing is naturally also possible.

The children who have been most awed and admired since childhood are the messengers of heaven.

Although their culture has been impacted by the Han culture, the worship of angels has been rooted in the heart of their nation for thousands of years.

So when they saw the messenger writing by the heavens, although they were shocked, they felt more like "angels appeared" in their hearts.

Wen Zilong wrote a sentence: How much do you know about water monsters?

The man's heart shuddered when he heard the words, and a complex color appeared on his face.

Generally, tourists from other places ask them, he would not say at all.

But now the messenger from heaven asked them, he dared not say anything.

"Heaven’s messengers, they are not water monsters, but lake saints."

Lake Saint?

There was a hint of doubt in Wen Zilong's eyes.

The man hurriedly explained: "We are the Nava, the descendants of Genghis Khan. Genghis led the army through here and rested here. Seeing the beautiful scenery here, he left a man and horse here, saying yes He will be buried here in the future."

Wen Zilong heard the words and nodded slightly.

He learned some history and knew that the tomb of Genghis Khan was called Chengling.

But it was just a cloak.

As for where the real tomb of Genghis Khan is, it is still a mystery.

The man then explained: "Later, Genghis Khan was buried on the edge of Kanas Lake. The lake saint in Kanas Lake guarded the mausoleum for him. Of course, the lake saint can also protect us Nava Life is safe."

Wen Zilong sighed after hearing this.

A little troublesome.

Since they are their lake saints, how can they agree to be their lake saints now?

After pondering for a moment, Wen Zilong finally raised his head.

It seems that I have to show off the ability to fool Xiaoluoli.

He wrote on the ground: In fact, Lake Saint is a spirit in the mountains, and has wanted to enter the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan for these years.

The man and woman looked at each other and looked at Wen Zilong in astonishment.

"This...this..."

He wanted to say it was impossible, but he didn't dare to face the angel of heaven.

The education they have received since childhood, they all say that Husheng is the patron saint of their Nava people.

Is the guardian of the tomb.

Now suddenly telling them that it is just a spirit in the mountain, and has always wanted to enter the tomb.

How can they accept this?

Wen Zilong also knew that it was impossible to make them believe it for a while.

So he went on to write: If he is your guardian, has he protected you all these years? Did it protect you when you were pointed with a gun by a foreigner just now?

"This..."

The man hesitated.

I looked at the woman.

The woman's face also showed a look of surprise.

Wen Zilong went on to write: Decades ago, some herders went to the lake to drink horses and never came back. Isn't it eaten by your so-called "Lake Saint"? If it is really a lake saint, to protect your safety, why do you want to eat people?

The man and woman fell silent when they saw these few words.

In their culture, Husheng really protects them.

And the herder was indeed eaten by the lake saint.

As for why the lake saint who protects them eats them, they never thought about it.

Because they have been instilled in this way since childhood.

Wen Zilong finally concluded: Therefore, they are not lake saints, but spirits. God sent me down today to get rid of this spirit. And you must help me. "

The man and woman looked at each other and said nothing.

Wen Zilong also knows that it is really difficult for them to accept the fact that Lake Saint is a ghost in a short time.

Give them some time to react.

So he wrote: I will go back first and come back tomorrow. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer at that time.

Then he flapped his wings and flew towards the sky with more than 700 flocks of eagles.

Flying higher and higher, until disappeared from the sight of the family.

After all, the messenger of heaven would be a bit embarrassed if he returned to the mountain next to him.