Alain ambushed a white-tailed deer and slashed the stag on the back with precision, incapacitating it and kneeling on the ground to be slaughtered.

After slaughtering the other party, he dragged the white-tailed deer to the river and began to dismember and clean the deer.

There were a lot of fish in the river, and Alain threw the stag's entrails into the river, which immediately attracted two pikefish.

Alan was quick with his eyes, and with a hula hula, he pressed his hands into the water, and held a big pike with his bare hands, which weighed ten kilograms.

He opened and cleaned the pike again, and then returned with two deer legs and a bucket of water.

Suddenly, the sound of a flock of birds soaring behind him sounded, and Alain turned back vigilantly, only to see that in the woods on the other side of the river, the flock of birds were screaming and flying away, and it was obvious that something was about to come out.

Alain stepped back and stared at the woods, others didn't believe in monsters, but he knew there were lizardmen.

However, until he withdrew more than ten meters away, he did not see anyone coming out of the woods on the other side of the river.

Thinking that it was not advisable to stay here, Alain immediately ran towards the gathering point with food.

After he left, there was a bang in the river, and a humanoid creature emerged from the water carrying a pike and walked ashore from the river.

The humanoid creature was only one meter and two meters tall, and looked like a child, with a large mouth and eyes, and pupils as sharp as snake eyes.

Its skin looks like a rock, with a blue-black sheen, and its whole body is covered with delicate black scales, without a trace of hair, and the bones on its head are undulating like a helmet.

There are thousands of folds on the abdomen like shell patterns, and a circle of animal skin skirt is wrapped around the waist, and a snake tail longer than the height is dragged behind it, constantly swinging like a steel whip.

His hands and feet resemble eagle's talons, and his elbows and knees are spiked with a cold metallic glow.

It is true that he is a lizardman, but if he has horns on his head, he will definitely be called a dragonman in China.

With hatred and doubt in his eyes, he looked at Alain in the distance, threw the fish, jumped into the tree and followed.

This is only a two-year-old lizardman, although he can see humans every year, but the last time the Illuminati used civilians for experiments was four years ago, so he still thought that Alain was a strong man with hidden strength.

Although he felt that Alan was very weak, he was too young after all, and he did not choose to take the initiative to appear or even attack. Seeing that Alain didn't notice him, he jumped across the river and returned to the nest to inform his parents.

I have to say that Alan picked up a life, and this was also expected by Huang Ji, he knew that Alan could return safely with food.

"I may have encountered a monster, I feel something terrible snooping on me......" Returning to the gathering point, Alain recounted everything he had just said.

Everyone didn't care, only Lao Wang knew that he might have encountered a lizardman, and was glad that Alan was not attacked.

Huang Ji said: "So the monster is on the other side of the river......

The magician said, "Do you really believe that there are any monsters? 5,000 kilograms of pulling force is too much, and the strength of a polar bear is only a ton." ”

Huang Ji said: "It's better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not." There's no way that Kogas is going to let us have a picnic......"

Everyone thinks it makes sense, regardless of whether the monster is or not, there is danger here.

Everyone wanted to deploy some traps nearby, but Huang Ji stopped him and said, "If we really want that kind of monster, what is the use of us building an iron wall? ”

With that, Huang Ji held a jar of herbal juice and sprinkled it around.

"What is this?" said Hani, covering her nose, feeling that the smell was extremely pungent.

Huang Ji said: "Some drugs with pungent smells, didn't Kogas say that the monster is sensitive to smells? At least the wolves won't come closer. ”

Everyone knew about it and began to make a fire to barbecue meat, and everyone ate wild game deliciously. Huang Ji was silently cleaning a thin bone and placing some flasks.

They didn't seem to notice that four lizardmen were watching them in a nearby tree.

The four lizardmen, two large and two small, were only eight or nine meters away from them, and they were smelling the smell of herbs splashed by the yellow pole.

The gas is pungent to humans, but to lizardmen, it is fragrant and pleasant.

More importantly, he felt that his breathing had become much more comfortable and his lung capacity had increased significantly.

"Isn't it poisonous? My father said that humans are our enemies and will do everything they can to harm us. "One of them is none other than the little lizardmen from before.

"These are just civilians, test specimens released by the enemy, they are too weak, you can kill them all by yourself. The other, taller lizardman whispered.

He glanced at the people who were laughing and eating barbecue, and realized that they were all weak, because they exuded the aura of weakness.

In terms of vitality alone, they are inferior to bison.

This made the two little lizardmen behind him a little excited, and wanted to rush down and kill them all and try their hunting skills.

However, at this moment, a strange voice came into their ears.

"Woo......" That was Huang Ji, and suddenly began to play the bone flute.

This is really a simple flute, which can no longer be simple, hollow out the bone tube, dig a few holes, and place a thin bone piece at the mouthpiece, and it is done.

A long, low voice rang out, attracting everyone's attention at once.

Huang Ji held the flute in one hand, and his fingernails swiped across the mouths of the six beakers, making a chord-like sound.

He also put the deerskin on the medicine jar, and there were many small bones and stones in it, and the palm of his hand struck the deerskin with a muffled sound.

The end of the bone flute taps the side of the jar with a crisp sound.

At the same time, the medicine jar shook with force, and the broken bones and stones inside also collided with each other, making a loud noise.

For a while, Huang Ji's whole body was rhythmic, playing a very disciplined melody.

Everyone was eating, and when they saw Huang Ji suddenly playing music, he just wanted to relieve everyone's nervousness.

After all, he was inexplicably arrested to participate in the death game, and after a series of nervous survival, he could finally sit down to eat and drink at this moment.

Everyone sat around the fire, there was water and meat, and there was really almost some music.

In the ears of everyone, Huang Ji played a smooth rhythm with just simple utensils.

If you want to say that it sounds good, it is not enough, the instrument is too simple, and although the rhythm is smooth, the timbre is hoarse and mocking.

But everyone has experienced many lives and deaths, and now it is hard to sit down and rest, and I have enjoyed listening to music, and at first glance, I feel beautiful and beautiful.

In particular, when Huang Ji's fingertips occasionally swiped the flask, they were connected like a pearl and fell on a plate, which was extremely pleasant.

God knows how he bounced it, Huang Ji's fingers seemed to have magic power, and the moment his fingertips swiped it, thousands of colors blended into one, Hani once suspected that she heard the electric sound, there was a small snake commotion in her brain, and the nerves behind her ears were shrinking slightly, teaching her a strange feeling that she couldn't say and couldn't describe.

"Pap ......" Everyone couldn't help clapping their hands and harmonizing, wanting to use their palms to keep up with Huang Ji's beat, but after a few slaps, the sound was noisy, which made them frown slightly and consciously stopped.

The music still has to be compared, at first glance, Huang Ji's music is general, the timbre is monotonous, but after adding everyone's rhythm, everyone immediately hears a sense of dissonance.

As if Huang Ji's music would be incongruous if any additional noise was added, it had blended into the surrounding wind, leaves, water, and birds.

Lao Wang's eyes widened, he had studied vocal music for a while, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard the doorway.

The melody of Huang Ji is tailor-made for the environment at the moment, not an inch more, not a trace less!

The tune is natural, and if the wind of nature changes, his rhythm will also change, which is a chord with heaven and earth, and no one in the audience has this ability, so no one can match it.

Precisely...... Who is in tune with the music in the world, I will travel alone in the heavenly sheng song!

"Hoo ......"

The wind grew louder, and the place was surrounded by mountains, and there was a whistling sound of the wind passing through the valley.

The birds whispered to the spring, the wind blew the fallen leaves and danced, and the thousands of background sounds naturally complemented the monotony of the Yellow Pole Bone Flute.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound to disturb, and quietly immersed themselves in the chorus of heaven and earth.

I am usually accustomed to it, and it is used as a background to automatically block the natural sounds that I have never stopped to listen to, and under the guidance of Huang Ji's flute, it is clear and in tune.

Huang Ji's monotonous and hoarse music, supplemented by the wind leaves of Bird Spring, turned out to be a movement full of timbre.

No one can tell whether it is heaven and earth that have made the sound of Huang Ji's flute, or Huang Ji's flute that has made the sound of heaven and earth.

The cold finger bullet bottle mouth makes people's hearts jump as if they want to fly.

Suddenly, and fleetingly, it makes people fascinated and lost.

I could only hear the rhythm of Huang Ji moving faster with the wind, becoming more and more exciting.

The frequency of finger flicks is getting tighter and tighter, layer by layer, layer by layer, sending everyone into a higher enjoyment.

"Sa!"

"Tell me!"

The rhythm is getting faster and faster, and in the end, Huang Ji ripped open his neckline and tore his clothes before snapping his fingers at the mouth of the bottle!

Sometimes the bass is deep, sometimes the treble is clear, and suddenly there is such a sound, which instantly makes everyone's heads explode.

The sound of cracking and crumbling alternated, becoming more and more urgent, and all the sounds converged in one place.

Finally, under the roar of an eagle passing by in the sky, everything suddenly fell silent.

Everyone came back to their senses, and when they looked at Huang Ji again, they had already put down the bone flute, and the clothes on their bodies were torn by themselves.

The fullness of the movement is gone, and only the background noise of the tune is left in my ears.

It's just the sound of the wind, the water, and the birds.

......