His brother had a serious cleanliness fetish, but ...... Yun Xiangyang doesn't seem to have it.

During this time, the food that the Yama tribe was looking for them to eat was half-cooked raw meat, and many guests did not dare to eat it, or vomited and diarrhea after eating. But Yun Xiangyang did not change his face and ate the half-raw meat with blood and white pulp.

His brother would never have been able to do it.

......

Feng Dui didn't ask Yun Xiangyang why, but just obediently took his hand back.

Anyway, he didn't want to see him frown.

He has a bad voice, and when he explains, it makes him uncomfortable to talk too much.

Yun Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this kid to be so well-behaved. In a good mood, looking at Feng Dui's suppressed questioning expression, he said:

"You have a habit of cleanliness, I'm afraid you won't feel good after touching it. ”

Feng Dusk's amber pupils suddenly froze.

"Human skin, still a man in his 40s and 50s. Feel free if you don't mind. ”

Feng Duan looked at Yun Xiangyang motionlessly, and Yun Xiangyang's subsequent words were like phantoms in his ears, only to see Yun Xiangyang's lips open and close.

It was as if a giant bell was striking in my mind, and the buzzing sound was constantly ......

How did he know I was clean.

He didn't tell anyone about his cleanliness. He didn't show any cleanliness in front of people.

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem!"

"It's okay, it's dusty here, it would be better to wear a mask. ”

opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but when he heard Yun Xiangyang's cough, he still didn't ask, but looked at Yun Xiangyang with a little burning eyes......

Frowning slightly, looking at Yun Xiangyang's uncomfortable frowning brows, a little distressed, he handed over a clean tissue and an unopened mask.

"Thank you. ”

Xiang Yang wanted to refuse, but this broken body was indeed a little worse, and the dust in the room choked his throat and itched uncomfortably.

......

"What?!human skin drum!vomit!!"

Because of knowing Yun Xiangyang's ability and profound knowledge of things that are out of the way, as well as the preferential treatment of Yun Xiangyang by the Mayans, everyone in the tour group habitually paid attention to Yun Xiangyang's movements when they were in the Yama tribe.

The conversation between Feng Dusk and Yun Xiangyang before, everyone heard it. But because the two spoke Chinese, after a round of translation, everyone understood what the two had just talked about.

After knowing this, everyone paused, and then some of the people who were a little less bold reacted like this.

"Isn't it just a leather drum? What are you afraid of? I've heard that some cannibal tribes have a habit of making objects out of human skins, just like using animal skins. This is their culture, and in their culture to be made into a drum after death, it is an honor and a great respect for the dead. ”

"Knock~~"

As he spoke, the neon scarlet knocked on it.

Very different sound, different from the muffled sound of ordinary percussion drums, the sound of this drum is very short, it is said to be a bang, more like a pop, and the frequency vibrates quite quickly. The voice is not majestic, and even a bit of the underworld.

This girl is still as bold as before.

Xiang Yang shook his head helplessly and thought with a smile.

He knew that Ni Red was not afraid, so he didn't remind her that the white flute she had just tried to play was a bone flute, made of dead man's pipa bones. The drum hammer that was just struck was made of a person's thigh bone, or was it the same person who was striking the drum face with her.

In this instrument showroom, most of the instruments are made from the same raw materials. However, the contributors they saw to the drum skin of the drum were the ones that were used the most as raw materials in the instrument showroom.

That's what his sense of smell told him.

It seems that this deceased has a fairly high status in the Yama tribe.

Xiang Yang thought teasingly.

Not to be afraid, not to be disgusted and not to accept. He has seen many more unreasonable customs and scenes in the underworld than this, and this is really good.

In order not to cause panic, Xiang Yang was still very humane and did not tell the truth.

(I don't have enough time, so I'll resend it later.) ）

His brother had a serious cleanliness fetish, but ...... Yun Xiangyang doesn't seem to have it.

During this time, the food that the Yama tribe was looking for them to eat was half-cooked raw meat, and many guests did not dare to eat it, or vomited and diarrhea after eating. But Yun Xiangyang did not change his face and ate the half-raw meat with blood and white pulp.

His brother would never have been able to do it.

......

Feng Dui didn't ask Yun Xiangyang why, but just obediently took his hand back.

Anyway, he didn't want to see him frown.

He has a bad voice, and when he explains, it makes him uncomfortable to talk too much.

Yun Xiangyang raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this kid to be so well-behaved. In a good mood, looking at Feng Dui's suppressed questioning expression, he said:

"You have a habit of cleanliness, I'm afraid you won't feel good after touching it. ”

Feng Dusk's amber pupils suddenly froze.

"Human skin, still a man in his 40s and 50s. Feel free if you don't mind. ”

Feng Duan looked at Yun Xiangyang motionlessly, and Yun Xiangyang's subsequent words were like phantoms in his ears, only to see Yun Xiangyang's lips open and close.

It was as if a giant bell was striking in my mind, and the buzzing sound was constantly ......

How did he know I was clean.

He didn't tell anyone about his cleanliness. He didn't show any cleanliness in front of people.

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem!"

"It's okay, it's dusty here, it would be better to wear a mask. ”

opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but when he heard Yun Xiangyang's cough, he still didn't ask, but looked at Yun Xiangyang with a little burning eyes......

Frowning slightly, looking at Yun Xiangyang's uncomfortable frowning brows, a little distressed, he handed over a clean tissue and an unopened mask.

"Thank you. ”

Xiang Yang wanted to refuse, but this broken body was indeed a little worse, and the dust in the room choked his throat and itched uncomfortably.

......

"What?!human skin drum!vomit!!"

Because of knowing Yun Xiangyang's ability and profound knowledge of things that are out of the way, as well as the preferential treatment of Yun Xiangyang by the Mayans, everyone in the tour group habitually paid attention to Yun Xiangyang's movements when they were in the Yama tribe.

The conversation between Feng Dusk and Yun Xiangyang before, everyone heard it. But because the two spoke Chinese, after a round of translation, everyone understood what the two had just talked about.

The people who knew [Youyou Reading xt.xyz] the Tao paused, and then some of the people who were a little less timid reacted like this.

"Isn't it just a leather drum? What are you afraid of? I've heard that some cannibal tribes have a habit of making objects out of human skins, just like using animal skins. This is their culture, and in their culture to be made into a drum after death, it is an honor and a great respect for the dead. ”

"Knock~~"

As he spoke, the neon scarlet knocked on it.

Very different sound, different from the muffled sound of ordinary percussion drums, the sound of this drum is very short, it is said to be a bang, more like a pop, and the frequency vibrates quite quickly. The voice is not majestic, and even a bit of the underworld.