svetikya Chapter 119 Mo Mo Enters Cen Lin Mountain Again
Chapter 119 Mo Mo Enters Cen Lin Mountain Again
It was not as sad as the last time she came. This time, it was early spring, and Mo Mo saw some tender green shoots emerging from the gray grass. This was a manifestation of the gradual recovery of vitality in Cenlin Mountain.
Mo Mo squatted down, reached out and gently stroked the lively young buds, with a gentle smile on her lips.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Song Tianjiao thought Mo Mo had discovered something, so she lowered her head and asked.
Mo Mo shook his head, then stood up again and said, "Nothing, I'm just happy for this place. They are all alive again."
Song Tianjiao looked at Mo Mo's back as he continued to walk forward, not quite understanding.
The sand under my feet was so hot that it was almost as hot as a furnace fire. Every grain of sand was shining brightly, and under the sunlight, it was shining brightly enough to burn people's eyes. The air was filled with dry heat waves, and every breath was like inhaling a ball of fire.
Still feeling familiar, Mo Mo reached out to wipe the sweat from his chin, turned his head and said to Song Tianjiao behind him: "This is it, this is the ancient tribe behind the cracks of Cenlin Mountain - the Tsukuyomi tribe area."
Song Tianjiao looked around. The scorching hills and sand, the dark-skinned villagers, and the outdated buildings made her frown. "How come this is like being in Africa? Are you sure they are from the same generation as our ancestors?"
Mo Mo didn't explain much and walked towards the village.
The villagers still remembered Mo Mo, and they called her "Miss Mo" and gave her some cooked eggs, steamed bread and other food. At first, Mo Mo would pretend to accept and pick one or two from the food, but as more and more enthusiastic villagers came, soon, the bamboo baskets in Mo Mo's hands were filled to the brim.
"It seems that you have a high reputation in this place!" Song Tianjiao took a pear from her basket, ate it without caring about her image, and commented.
"They had a strange disease here before..."
"You cured them, didn't you?"
Before Mo Mo finished telling the whole story, Song Tianjiao came with an expression of understanding on her face.
"Not really," Mo Mo thought for a moment, and added, "It was just a coincidence." After all, it was Lao Sun who first anticipated the method of saving people, and he was also the one who gave the two bags of insect pupae.
Thinking of this, Mo Mo reached into her backpack and took the insect pupae that she had not used up last time with her.
"Can saving people happen by chance? I don't know if you are being modest or if it is really as you said." Song Tianjiao glanced at Mo Mo, the 'little adult', with a suspicious expression.
Mo Mo ignored her and quickened his pace.
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Not only the villagers were excited to see Mo Mo again, but even the old chief of the Tsukuyomi tribe was visibly excited.
The lobby of the Bamboo House after renovation.
After Mo Mo sipped his tea, he looked up and said frankly to the old patriarch sitting in the main seat: "Grandpa Tsukuyomi, actually... I am not here on behalf of the Supernatural Bureau this time. I am here to take care of some personal matters."
The old patriarch quickly put down the teacup in his hand, and then said seriously: "Miss Mo, you are a great benefactor of our tribe, but you can say it."
Mo Mo looked around the hall and saw that the servants of the Tsukuyomi tribe and the servants brought by Song Tianjiao were all there. She was a little hesitant.
"Except Shun, all of you may leave." The old patriarch immediately understood Mo Mo's concerns, and dismissed all the irrelevant people, leaving only his most promising grandson.
"You guys go down." Song Tianjiao also called her people back.
After Mo Mo's explanation: they came here to find the primitive tribe that cursed the Zhao family in the cracks of time and space, hoping to ask for their forgiveness and lift the curse.
The old chief of the Tsukuyomi tribe stroked his graying beard and asked, "Miss Mo said this is your private matter...?!"
Indeed, this is a matter concerning the Zhao family, who controls the power of the Supernatural Bureau, but Mo Mo said that this is her private matter, which is puzzling.
"Yes." Mo Mo admitted it on the spot without changing his expression. "So, I came here this time not only because I need the clan leader to help me open the entrance to the rift abyss, but also because I want to ask the clan leader for information about the tribe that is even older than the rift abyss. This information is really important to me."
"This..." The chief of the Tsukuyomi tribe hesitated to speak, seeming a little embarrassed.
After hesitating for a moment, he ordered his grandson to take out the secret treasure of their tribe.
"Well, let's just thank Miss Mo for saving my life. This is the most precious treasure of our Tsukuyomi tribe."
After saying this, the old patriarch spread out the one-meter-long sheepskin scroll on the table. This is a very old sheepskin scroll, which depicts some historical events from a long time ago, and even some topographic maps.
"Is it really okay? Grandpa clan leader." When Mo Mo heard the old clan leader say that it was "the treasure of the tribe," he was a little surprised at his trust in him.
The old patriarch nodded and motioned Mo Mo to go forward with him to take a closer look.
"Miss Mo, look, this is the sand sea we are familiar with. This river seems to be the Yellow River in Huangsha City. And the topography of this place. Although I have never been there, I guess it should be the Sichuan region you talked about last time you came back..."
As the clan leader's grandfather explained, Mo Mo, Song Tianjiao and Shun all listened and watched attentively.
The records here are not about the five major tribes in the Cenlin Mountain rift, but more like a map of the rift abyss. Combined with the information Zhao Wenting told her, Mo Mo quickly found the corresponding names and terrain features in the five maps.
"No, I mean, you have so much information and maps, it's useless for us to just go through them once, right? These are the treasures of your tribe, we can't just take them away and use them, right?" Song Tianjiao raised a more realistic question.
"Don't worry about that. I have memorized all the topography and the corresponding markings."
Song Tianjiao looked at Mo Mo who was speaking with a surprised look on her face, "Damn! You also have the ability of 'photographic memory'?"
At this moment, she felt more and more that the little girl next to her was not simple.
After bidding farewell to the elders of the Tsukuyomi tribe, Mo Mo's face looked a little heavy.
The setting sun slowly sank into the horizon, and the clouds in the sky were dyed with a light violet color. This was the most peaceful moment of the day. However, for Mo Mo, who was alone away from home, this scene aroused her longing for her family and friends.
In the beginning, Mo Mo's intention of forming a team was because there were too many unknowns. Now with the information on the parchment scroll from the elder of the Tsukuyomi tribe, Mo Mo feels more confident. Even without Song Tianjiao's mighty team, it doesn't seem to have much of an impact. At the same time, he also takes into account the dangers involved.
Looking at Song Tianjiao, she said, "Are you sure you and your people will participate in this operation? You have seen the map, and you have also felt the environment we are in now. The place we are going to next is even worse than here. This is not an ordinary mountain tour."
"What? Are you going to kick me out halfway? Let me tell you, although I am a young lady, I have been living a frugal life since I was eighteen." Song Tianjiao looked at Mo Mo with a warning look on her face.
"How about this, I'll tell everyone about our last experience in the Rift Abyss. Everyone has the right to know. Besides, it's not right to sacrifice your life for a stranger like me." Mo Mo felt that perhaps this was the only way to make them truly realize the danger and seriousness of the matter.
An hour passed, and Song Tianjiao stared at Mo Mo's tender and delicate face across the fire.
There was a kind of calmness and seriousness in Mo Mo's eyes that didn't belong to her age.
Song Tianjiao chuckled, and then she promised Mo Mo, "Okay! Then let's make a voluntary vote now. It's also my attitude of being responsible to the brothers. Everyone! Those who don't want to die with us, now I can give you a chance to choose. Those who are willing to go, each person will be rewarded one million!"