"Leopard?" Abu's expression seemed to be shocked. He looked at Xiaohua carefully. He was just a shrinking leopard! He suddenly ran to the clan leader and shouted loudly in tribal language.
The elder and the old patriarch on the chair stood up, and all the tribe members of the Scimitar Tribe rushed behind the elders. A light of awe flashed in their eyes, and something was shouting loudly in their mouths?
Wan Lin and all the operation team members were shocked by the sudden change in front of them, unconsciously picked up their weapons, staring at the suddenly excited tribe members with a nervous expression. I wonder what happened that made these tribes so excited?
At this moment, the old patriarch suddenly stretched out his hands and looked at Xiaohua solemnly in his eyes. Everyone's shouts suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a look of almost crazy flashing in everyone's eyes.
The old patriarch and several gray-haired elders suddenly took a few steps forward. The old patriarch looked directly at Wan Lin and asked loudly what? Abu stood behind and translated loudly, "Is it really a leopard?"
Seeing that the other party was so serious, Wan Lin quickly replied loudly: "Yes." Xiaoya also let go of Xiaobai who was holding him, and Xiaobai jumped directly onto Wan Lin's left shoulder with a "swoosh".
The two leopards seemed to feel that the clan leader and the others were talking about them. They both stood upright from Wan Lin's shoulders. The red and blue light gradually became stronger in their eyes. They looked directly at the elders of the clan in front of them, their expressions were extremely powerful. fierce!
Seeing the mighty shapes of two small leopards and the gradually intense column of light, the eyes of the old patriarch and elders changed drastically, and their faces were blue and red under the eyes of the two leopards. The bodies of several people They were trembling slightly.
The old patriarch suddenly trembled and shouted: "Wulu!" He bent his knees, and knelt on the ground with a few gray elders with a "thump". He stretched his hands forward, and his upper body and head were all attached to him. On the cold stone floor.
"Hulala", the people of the Scimitar Tribe who had all gathered behind the chairs were all lying on the ground with the movements of several elders. "Wulu!", "Wululu!"... The shouts of "Wululu!" were round. The courtyard sounded like a shocking sound...
"Ao...", "Ao...", two leopards standing on Wanlin's left and right shoulders suddenly roared to the sky. The golden leopard, who had already run back to his room in shame, heard the roar of the leopard and suddenly came from the room. It rose into the air, and passed the tribe members lying on the ground in front and the row of chairs in front, and landed beside the old patriarch with a "whimper" sound. It stretched out its limbs and lay on the ground, and its two leopard eyes were emitting a light of worship. .
"Ao", "Ao" roar suddenly sounded from the depths of the surrounding mountains. The strong roar of beasts echoed in the surrounding mountains, gradually gathering into a deafening "buzz" sound, as if responding to the two The leopard's long roar.
Hearing the roar of beasts around him, the heads of the scimitar clans lying on the ground were tightly pressed against the ground, and scimitars were placed neatly in front of them. All the clans were trembling, and the terrifying groups of beasts were terrifying. The roar seemed to make this tribe, which had not yet been fully enlightened, think that the gods had arrived!
Everything in front of him also shocked Wan Lin and the people from the Operation Team. They didn't know why these fierce and unyielding machete tribe members suddenly took such a pious attitude?
Wan Lin turned his face to look at the guide Lao Liu, and saw that he was shaking his head blankly. Wan Lin bent down and pulled Abao who was lying on the ground, and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"
Abu looked at Xiaohua and Xiaobai in fear, and said with a pale face: "It is the 'Leopard God', the supreme god worshipped by our scimitar tribe!" As he said that, his legs bent and knelt down again.
Wan Lin understood. He looked around carefully and saw that the columns in front of the circular building were carved with exquisite leopard heads, and many strange words and figures were carved up and down.
The leopard god is their totem, the supreme guardian god worshipped by this tribe! Today, they regard the two leopards as their gods, and all the people of the Scimitar Tribe thought that the gods had arrived!
Wan Lin observed all this quietly and suddenly realized that the mountains here belonged to the same mountain range as the forest in his hometown, and the leopard family themselves are the gods of this ancient forest.
They have been the overlord of this forest since ancient times. In the eyes of Xiaohua and theirs, there is no distinction between national boundaries at all. This is still the home of its rule. The extremely rare variety of Xiaohua and its magical ability that appears from time to time will naturally cause these The worship of ancient nations will inevitably be respected as gods by them.
Wan Lin looked up at the scimitar tribe members who were lying all over the ground, walked up to the old patriarch, bent down to pull him up, but the old patriarch looked up and saw two mighty leopards, and immediately put his head on. Go down.
Wan Lin knew that he could not let them stand up, so he whispered to Xiaohua, "Call them up." Xiaohua heard this, and the blue light in her eyes gradually faded, and then she raised her head and made a sharp roar. .
The sharp roar was like a sharp sword, piercing through the towering mountains around it and into the sky. The roar around stopped. The golden leopard, lying in front of the clan leader, climbed up from the ground first, with blood flowing from the wound on his face. It twisted its body and urged the old patriarch hard, then hesitated and walked a few steps in front of Wan Lin, staring at the little flower with fear.
The old patriarch slowly raised his head, and Wan Lin quickly turned his head and shouted, "Hong Tao, Feng Dao, help the old patriarch up." The two of them walked to the patriarch's side and bent down to help the old patriarch up.
Wan Lin then saw the mighty golden leopard walking to him, raising his right leg to approach Xiaohua and Xiaobai, and he smiled.
He knew that this was a human leopard. He slowly squatted down, gently stroked the top of the leopard's head, reached out to grab the little flower and Xiaobai on his shoulders and sent it to the leopard's face, and whispered: "Follow, follow me, Your brothers are close to each other." He knew that this huge leopard was only five or six years old, and he was far younger than his two small leopards.
The dazzling light in Xiaohua and Xiaobai's eyes had disappeared. They stretched out their right claws and gently patted the top of the leopard's head, then spit out their little tongue and gently licked the wound on its face that was scratched by them, as if they were taking care of themselves. Like a child.
The huge leopard covered in spots was like a docile big cat, with its hind legs bent and sat on the ground, with a look of gratitude in its eyes.
The old patriarch stood up with the help of Hong Tao and the others. He looked at the scene in front of him, and tears suddenly shed in his eyes. He turned around and whispered to his people.
All the tribes stood up respectfully, and they watched the movements of Xiaohua and Jinqian Leopard devoutly, and each of them had a look of touch. For them, these were the two gods descending to the tribes and were regarded as tribes by them. The leopard is gifted with rain and dew.