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Chapter 211

The great elder would behead first and then tell the story. Although if the shaman saint said she disagreed now, the great elder would stop, but this would not change the fact that the great elder would kill first and then tell the story.

"Well, since you are sure, then do as you say."

The shaman saint nodded, smiled slightly, and said to the great elder.

"Yes, Saint." After saying this, the great elder stood up, bowed and clasped his fists in salute to the Saint, turned around and went out to prepare. He had to go back to the shaman altar, after all, he needed to go back and keep an eye on this matter.

"Holy girl, I'll take my leave then."

When the second elder and the fourth elder saw that the elder had left, they quickly stood up and left. They were not stupid. It was obvious that the shaman saint was unhappy. They also knew that the elder did not do well this time. You

A great elder still plays the game of killing first and then showing off. Isn't this sincerely trying to cause trouble for the saint?

If these two people don't leave, they will face the wrath of the saint.

"Yeah." The saint looked at the two people and nodded, with a faint fake smile on her face.

The two of them bowed to the shaman saint and then quickly exited the shaman saint's tent.

"Aren't you leaving?" The shaman saint looked at the third elder and asked her in a somewhat unkind tone.

"I'm leaving, who are you taking out your anger on? This big brother is so shameless, I want to slap him." Not only did the third elder not leave, he stood up, walked to the saint, sat down next to the shaman saint, and smiled at the shaman saint.

said.

"He's afraid that I won't agree, so he's going to kill me first and tell me later."

The shaman saint was originally angry, but with a few words from the third elder, the fire was almost extinguished.

"Hahaha, you are so smart. He must have been thinking about this soul bead for a long time. Although the three of us agreed to use this soul bead, the elder is the leader after all, and once this child uses it

If you have the Soul Bead, you will be exposed sooner or later. I heard from people in the main forum that recently the child will go out quietly at night and come back before dawn in the morning. He must be an addict to the Soul Bead."

The third elder sat next to the saint, held the saint's hand, and spoke slowly in a gentle tone.

"Is it already that serious?"

The shaman saint was a little surprised when she heard that she was already having addictive reactions after only half a month.

"Who knows? After all, no one has used this soul bead for a long time. What's more, we are not from the Black Mysterious World, so naturally we have no specific information about this soul bead."

Although the third elder is a few years older than the shaman saint, she is only a few years old. Naturally, her experience and knowledge are at the same level. Even her knowledge is not as good as that of the shaman saint because there are many classics on them.

Only shaman saints can see it.

"So the Great Elder is anxious?"

The shaman saint was not surprised. She heard that the disciple who had used the soul beads had had negative effects. How could the elder not be anxious? If the disciple did not do things carefully, the shamanism would be in big trouble.

, I’m afraid that when the time comes, the great elder won’t be able to even die to apologize.

"Are you not in a hurry, my sister? I am afraid that the great elder cannot sleep at night every day. Moreover, the great elder's son is gone. I heard that he was killed by the Yue family."

The third elder stayed to explain to the shaman saint that they could not let the eldest elder and the shaman saint have any quarrel. Don't cause internal strife in the shamanism itself, which would be more than worth the gain.

Did the Third Elder mention the First Elder's son? This is playing the emotional card.

"I have also heard that the great elder is really cruel. Instead of keeping his son with us, he let him go."

The shaman saint also has her own intelligence network, and since the elder's actions were not concealed, the shaman saint naturally knew about it.

"The eldest elder has three sons. The eldest has been serving in the main altar, and the second son was let out by him. The third son became a wealthy idler in the periphery. Now the second son is gone, and the eldest elder has lost his son in his old age. Alas...

…”

As the third elder spoke, he sighed and expressed sympathy for the first elder's experience.

"The great elder doesn't trust me so much? Don't you believe that I can stand by him and help him find a solution?"

The shaman saint is somewhat disappointed. Among these ten elders, the great elder, the third elder and the fourth elder are the shaman saint’s own people in the elders group. They support each other and support each other. It can be said that they are all prosperous.

All lose.

However, in this case, the great elder did not choose to have a showdown with the shaman saint. Instead, he chose to deal with it alone, and also played a trick of killing first and then telling the story. Naturally, the shaman saint was a little disappointed by the great elder's behavior.

"He is old and is used to seeing the ugliness of human nature. He has just experienced the pain of losing a son, so you should be more patient."

The third elder took the shaman saint's hand and patted it gently. Although the words he said were for the elder elder, no one would find them objectionable.

"You know that the three of you grew up together and how much the elder took care of you. I'm not angry with him anymore. Who asked my good sisters to intercede for him?"

The shaman saint rolled her eyes at the third elder. These are a pair of old sisters. They are the two sisters with the best relationship in this main altar. Otherwise, these three elders would not stay to speak to the elder.

That's because the two of them have experienced this and have this friendship.

"Hahaha, okay, I know our saint is a generous person. The prime minister's belly can hold a boat. My sister is a saint, and her belly can run a train."

The third elder held the shaman saint's hand and laughed heartily. He also said words of praise, holding the saint in his hands.

"You, sooner or later I will make you angry to death." The shaman saint gave the third elder a look. There is nothing she can do to the third elder. After all, she is her old sister. What can I say? She is an old sister who lives with her. I can't bear it.

You have to admit it even with tears in your eyes.

"Haha, okay, I asked someone to make a pot. Let's eat the pot tonight." The third elder smiled and patted the saint's hand. As for the hot pot, she had already prepared it.

As an old sister, how could I not know what the saint likes to eat? This pot is the shaman saint’s favorite.

The hot pot is the hot pot of the Northeast. It is a fusion of the essence of Kyoto and Mongolian hot pot. It is a unique hot pot of the Northeast. The mutton is specially processed lamb. It tastes fresh and tender, and the meat slices are long enough, usually about fifty centimeters in length.

, with a width of eight or nine centimeters, the meat slices are very thin and will be cooked the moment they are put into the pot. Roll them three times in the pot and dip them in the prepared sauce. The lamb will be tender and sweet as soon as you put it in your mouth.

Instead of being fishy, ​​it smells like milk. This mutton is simply a delicacy in the world.

As for the dipping sauce, there are sesame sauce from Kyoto, chive flower sauce from Inner Mongolia, and chili pepper oil with a spicy taste. That means you can dip it in whatever you want. This fully reflects the fusion of Northeast China.

Because after several waves of people entering Guandong, Baishan Heishui has become a national fusion, and the accents sound like they are all over there, so the tastes are even more complicated. You can see various cuisines in restaurants on one street.


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