Gongliang saw that this guy was screaming endlessly, so he had to use a trick and said, "Okay, don't scream anymore, I'll give you a yellow ant egg to eat, okay?"

"You kicked me in the ass, and it took ten yellow ant eggs. ”

Who's Round, it's smart! A yellow ant egg wants to hit it, but there's no way.

"Those two, no more. Gongliang felt that he was at a loss, so he added another one.

"Ten, ten, or I'll bite you." "After the round, he pretended to be good, grinning his teeth and wanting to bite the gongliang.

Gongliang didn't bother to continue to pay attention to this guy, so he said: "Three, three at most, or it will be gone." When he was done, he let go of the round, and he was not afraid of its bite.

Seeing that the yellow lynx ant eggs in his hand seemed to have a rhythm of flying away, he hurriedly agreed to Gongliang's conditions in line with the psychology of eating one by one. Then, he took the yellow lynx ant eggs given by Gongliang, sat on the grass and ate them by himself. At this time, it doesn't think about its good friend's chicken or anything, and it can't eat enough of it.

When Mi Gu and the chicken saw that they had something to eat, they all ran over.

Gongliang had to give one to them alone, and when it came to food, if some had it and some didn't, these guys could make a noise.

Yuan Rolling saw that they also had something to eat, and then looked at the yellow lynx ant eggs in his hand, it was nothing. Instead, I thought to myself a little smugly, I have two more than them.

After eating, I remembered that I had just rolled down the hillside, which seemed to be quite fun. The bastard twisted his ass and crawled up to it. That heartless look, I can't say anything to see Gongliang.

At this time, the man was still holding a knife in front of the old man, but he was no longer as vigilant as Fang Cai.

Gongliang tidied up his clothes, came to the front of the two, and asked respectfully, "Yanbe Gongliang, I've seen the two." May I ask you two, I don't know how to go to the temple? ”

"Yanbe, which Yanbe?"

Hearing Gongliang's words, the old man pushed aside the man in front of him and asked.

"Ancestral Yanbu. ”

"What's the proof?" said the old man.

Gongliang pulled open his clothes, revealing the Yan pattern tattooed on his right chest. Above, a head of eyes glared angrily, murderous, lifelike, and intimidating.

The man looked at Yan Wen, his eyes just met the pair of bloody eyes on the upper japriot, and his heart was suddenly taken by it. Suddenly, he was now in a sea of blood, the one he had just seen walked slowly from the depths of the sea of blood, his body was surrounded by blood-colored fierce flames, and the breath that erupted from his nose swept away the space like ripples of water;

For a moment, a sense of powerlessness came to my heart.

The old man saw the beads of sweat on his forehead falling like rain, and he immediately felt bad, and hurriedly shouted: "Collect your heart, concentrate." ”

The man, who felt that he was about to be eaten by an ancient murderer, suddenly heard a earth-shattering thunder in his ears, and his body shook suddenly, and he came to his senses.

At this time, he realized that he was still in the forest, remembered the terrible scene, and hurriedly listened to the old man's words to concentrate and concentrate.

After a while, he drove the picture from his mind, but he didn't dare to look at the lines on Gongliang's chest anymore.

Maybe the scene just now was too scary, or maybe it was psychological. Although he didn't look at the jaws, he felt that the jairs were staring at him all the time. He had a feeling that he could be swallowed by it at any moment, and his heart fluttered for a moment.

The old man shook his head in disappointment when he saw him like this.

With such a heart, don't be a witch, even the tribal leader may not be competent, and he may overestimate him.

"Young man, put on your clothes!"

Gongliang put on his clothes according to his words, and to tell the truth, it felt strange to show his chest.

"It seems that your beast pattern has drunk a lot of high-level desolate beast essence blood, although you don't have a beast soul yet, but you already have a trace of soul power, I believe that soon, you will be able to breed an innate beast soul, and you don't need to grab the beast soul and seal it in. The old man said with a smile.

Gongliang didn't understand, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, what are you?"

"This is your Dayan inheritance, I'm still not good, you will know when you go to Dayan. Since you are from the ancestral land, please come to our ministry to sit down, so that my Yingmin department can do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord. ”

Without waiting for Gongliang to excuse himself, the old man took Gongliang's hand and walked forward.

Rice and chicken followed.

Yuan Roll, who had just climbed the hill and wanted to roll down, saw them leaving, so he didn't care if it was fun or not, so he hurriedly chased after them.

A short walk further on the green grass is a hard dirt road, which has obviously been rammed very hard, and there is no grass on it, and it is very flat. There are huge trees on the side of the road, which have obviously been treated, and there are no extra branches on the tall trees to cover the road, and the sun shines down from above very plainly, making people feel warm.

A short walk is a small stream.

The fields on the bank of the stream are scattered with green plants, just like the rice fields that Gongliang had seen in his previous life.

After observing for a while, Gongliang didn't see what was planted on it, but some plants showed a little golden on the tail of the ear, thinking that they were about to mature.

At the foot of the mountain not far from the bank of the stream, there are a patchwork of wooden houses, almost no different from the wooden houses that Gongliang had seen in the poor countryside in his previous life. The scene in front of him gave him the illusion of returning to Ming society. In the past, it was a very primitive primitive society. Even in the Qingsangbu, he didn't have such a strong feeling.

Gongliang looked at the side, then walked to the edge of the field and picked up something like a dog's tail on the plant.

After researching it, I felt that the plant was a bit like rice, but the spike was not, and the seed particles were not that big, more than mung beans, and I didn't know what it was.

He couldn't help but ask the old man curiously, "Old man, what is planted in this field?"

"Jade. ”

"Jade?" Gongliang thought for a moment, as if he had never heard of this variety.

The old man didn't explain, and continued to walk with him.

Walking across the wooden bridge across the stream into the tribe, I saw groups of old people gathered together to bask in the sun, some women of the tribe gathered next to them to mend clothes, and a group of children gathered together to laugh and play. When Gongliang saw this scene, he felt as if he had entered Tao Yuanming's peach blossom garden.

When the people in the tribe saw the old man, they stepped forward to greet him.

Some naughty children saw the tribe coming and came to see the strangeness.

When he saw the roundness, he seemed to be very curious about this strange beast that he had never seen before, and pointed to the side.

"Hmph," said the round man who ignored the boys, saw it walk forward with its chest held high and its chin held high.

His good friend chicken also learns in a good way.

Mi Gu sat on Baba Baba neck, his feet wrapped around his neck, his hands holding his head, his eyes wide open, looking curiously at the things around him.

Through the crowd, the old man led Gongliang and them towards the largest wooden house in the tribe. (To be continued.) )

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