Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Chapter 209: Sacrifice to the Beast God (9)

Xuan Sang, who was originally skipping and jumping in front, seemed to feel Mo Ci's gaze. He stopped and turned to look over, with confusion on his little face.

"Sir, why are you looking at me like that?"

Xuan Sang was thinking in his heart, is his father finally going to recognize him?

Ahhh, then should he act calmer so as not to make his father feel noisy?

Mo Ci Ke didn't know what Xuan Sang was thinking, so he just looked away silently.

"Nothing. Xuan Sang, was the place you used to live in the Orc Continent?"

"Eh?"

Xuan Sang tilted his head and blinked at Mo Ci, somewhat confused about what Mo Ci meant.

It took him a while to scratch his head.

"Sir, don't you think I don't live in the Orc Continent? But you are me... you are in the Orc Continent, so I must live in the Orc Continent too!"

What Xuan Sang wanted to say was that Mo Ci was his father, and he was his father's son. His father was in the Orc Continent, so he must be in the Orc Continent too.

Then why does Dad ask this question?

Doesn’t he live in the Orc Continent?

Thinking about it, Xuan Sang began to recall where he lived before. He remembered that the place was on a high cliff and he couldn't get out even if he wanted to.

I can only stay in the cave, sitting and waiting to die every day.

That place is covered with ice and snow all year round, and Xuan Sang has never seen other orcs.

If it weren't for the books and picture albums piled there, he really wouldn't have known that he was an orc and that there were many orcs in the world.

"Sir, I live on a high mountain covered in snow. Is there such a place on the Orc Continent?"

"If there is, maybe you can find where I used to live?"

Mo Ci asked this question just to test the waters.

At present, it seems that Xuan Sang is most likely not an orc living on the Orc Continent.

In other words, this is most likely a small world, and there is a higher world above the small world.

Could it be the upper domain?

Or... another existence similar to the "Central Domain"?

Unable to figure it out, Mo Ci could only nod.

"It just so happens that this time we're going to visit the Alpine Snow Sheep Beastmen, a tribe that lives on the snowy mountains all year round. Let's go and look for any traces of your past residence there."

The Alpine Snow Sheep Orcs live on the snowy mountains year-round, only coming down from the mountains on rare occasions.

They spend very little time communicating with other orc tribes and are a relatively closed tribe.

Xuan Sang nodded excitedly, "Okay, if you find where I live, I will definitely give you the stone slab that can automatically produce food, so that you will never have to worry about food."

Mo Ci: ...That’s not necessary.

It’s hard to say whether it can be found or not. It’s a bit early to bring this up now.

However, Mo Ci did not spoil Xuan Sang's excitement and allowed him to continue his excitement all the way.

I stopped to rest for a while until I was tired.

For this purpose, Mo Ci also specially taught Xuan Sang how to meditate and practice.

The two of them walked and stopped like this, and Mo Ci also took the ancient book that was almost complete, and understood the parts of the first half that he could understand bit by bit.

The snow-capped mountains are located northwest of the main Orc continent. It took them almost half a year of stopping and starting before they finally reached their destination.

The closer we get to the snow-capped mountains, the colder it gets. However, Mo Ci and Xuan Sang, a fox and a snow leopard respectively, are not particularly afraid of the cold.

What's more, the two of them have cultivation to support them, so they are not afraid of the cold.

The two looked at the dozen or so snow-capped mountains in a row. It would take a lot of time to find them one by one.

However, as long as we can find out the truth about whether Xuan Sang lives in the Orc Continent, this amount of time is nothing.

But before that, the two of them first found the alpine snow sheep orc tribe here.

When Mo Ci and the other two arrived at the foot of the snow mountain, the people of the alpine snow sheep orc tribe had already known about it.

As if they were afraid that Mo Ci would go in the wrong direction, an orc came down specifically to lead the way for the two of them.

The orcs of the alpine snow sheep tribe are very tall and strong. It is probably because they grew up in such a place that they naturally developed such a body shape.

After all, this is the only way to resist the cold and survive.

The two orcs who came to lead the way for the two of them seemed to know Mo Ci, and they saluted Mo Ci very respectfully when they saw him.

"Lord Qinghui!"

The two of them shouted in unison. It seemed that in order to avoid wasting too much time, Mo Ci had spread the news that he was an orc favored by the Beast God, and the effect was quite good.

The previous lizard orc leader didn't let him say much and agreed directly.

At the moment, it is estimated that there will be no situation that requires the leader of the alpine snow sheep orcs to waste his breath on.

He followed the two people for a long time until they stopped halfway up the mountain. Mo Ci looked at the bulges made of snow, and then looked at the authentic existence under his feet.

It really is true that the local environment and climate shape the local people. It's interesting.

"Master Qinghui, this way."

"Thank you."

As he spoke, Mo Ci let Xuan Sang pull his clothes and follow him downstairs.

At the beginning, it was still a little dark in front of my eyes, but soon it became bright.

This place looks no different from other orc tribes, the only difference is that they have a thin roof on their heads.

It's made of ice, and the temperature inside is much warmer than outside.

Soon, the two of them took Mo Ci into a room again.

In the room, a disheveled man was sitting there. He opened his eyes, looked over, and smiled.

"Lord Qinghui, I have long admired you."

"The leader is waiting for me?"

Mo Ci asked as he came to the side and sat down at the other party's gesture.

Xuan Sang also sat down and looked around with curiosity in his eyes.

The leader also noticed Xuan Sang and nodded to Mo Ci.

"I heard that Lord Qinghui is collecting ancient books. Since this is the will of the Beast God, we will naturally not refuse."

Sure enough, as Mo Ci expected, he didn't need to say anything more, the leader just said one more sentence.

"However, Lord Qinghui, do you know the origins of the little orc beside you?"

Huh? Why is this leader asking that?

Mo Ci and Xuan Sang met each other's confused gazes, then looked away.

"The leader knows?"

The leader shook his head, "I don't know, but Master Qinghui, there may be a battle between you and him, so you must be careful."

Go to war?

Does that mean they will become enemies?

Mo Ci looked at Xuan Sang again and thought for a moment. He was not without his guard against Xuan Sang, so he did some small tricks when teaching him how to practice.

If two people are always on the same side, then those little actions are harmless.

But if the two sides come to war, those little tricks will become sharp weapons to kill Xuan Sang, so Mo Ci is not worried.

But now, facing this leader, he nodded.

"Thank you for the reminder, Chief. I will be careful."

Then he looked at Xuan Sang and said, "Go out and play. I'll be out in a while and take you to find your place."

"Ah."

Xuan Sang nodded and left obediently.

His well-behaved appearance surprised the leader of the alpine snow sheep orcs. He looked like Mo Ci's follower, obedient, sensible and well-behaved.

"Master Qinghui, please take it to heart. I will tell you the contents of the ancient book..."

Seeing that there was still one last piece of content to be filled in, Mo Ci and the leader of the alpine snow sheep orcs said goodbye and left with Xuan Sang.

But he did not go down the mountain directly, but rushed up the mountain.

Xuan Sang asked after they had walked a long way.

"Sir, when the leader of the Alpine Snow Sheep Orcs mentioned a battle, did he mean you and me?"

Mo Ci: “Maybe.”

Mo Ci answered casually, but Xuan Sang grabbed his clothes tightly, with a serious and honest look on his face.

"I, I will not go to war with you, sir. There will never be a day when I will go to war with you, sir, even if I have my reasons!"

This forced Mo Ci to turn his head to look at him. There was a little white snow falling on Xuan Sang's eyebrows and eyelashes, making him look very cute.

His serious expression also made Mo Ci feel a little funny.

Mo Ci reached out to touch Xuan Sang's head, then quickly withdrew his hand.

"Okay, I've written it down."