Wang Gong held a piece of jerky in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, and then his eyes lit up, "Jiwen and Wei Wen?"

"It's not wrong," Wu Song said excitedly, "We secretly went over, and it is estimated that there are not many people around them at this time, so we will take them down in one fell swoop, and get rid of this trouble for you." ”

Wang Gong hesitated, "But that treasure land..."

"It's not too late to find the treasure land after taking them," Wu Song's mind turned, and he immediately figured out what was going on, "Now let them go, then there won't be such a good opportunity in the future." ”

"Good. Wang Gong nodded.

Wu Song and the others immediately went down the mountain and rushed to the place where the black smoke was rising.

Walking in the jungle is no more difficult than flat ground. Wu Song was worried that they were too late to go, and that Ji Wen and Wei Wen were already gone, so he asked Wang Gong to take the others to hurry through the forest, and he spread his flame wings and flew over first.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Song came to the place where the black smoke rose.

In order to avoid being discovered by the enemy, Wu Song fell two miles away. The shadow hadn't gone away, but it had become much thinner. This means that they have put out the flames and it is very likely that they have left.

Wu Song's heart couldn't help sinking, and he quietly moved forward to the place where the black smoke was. He hid behind a large tree and peeked over.

It was a glade in the middle of a forest, and the ground here was covered with a thick layer of leaves. So the one who made the fire made it on a large rock, and on the ground next to the boulder there were traces of people trampling on it, and on the ground there were the remains of food.

This shows that someone was indeed eating here just now, but they are already gone.

Wu Song came to the side of the boulder and carefully examined the food remains on the ground.

Looking at it, he was a little puzzled.

There were some bones on the ground, and at first, Wu Song thought it was the bones of some beast. However, soon, Wu Song discovered that the bones appeared to be human bones.

He was not very proficient in the way of medicine, and he could vaguely distinguish that one of the bones was a human phalange, but he was not sure.

Moreover, those bones have deep tooth marks on them, which look like they were caused by animal bites.

Of course, people can't eat people, could it be that the person who was here just now was not a human, but a demon beast?

But how can that fire be explained?

Suddenly, Wu Song heard a sound behind him.

"Who?" Wu Song turned his head sharply and said sharply.

A black shadow quickly fled, and Wu Song hurriedly chased after him.

The black shadow was very thin, only half the height of Wu Song, but it was extremely sensitive. After Wu Song cultivated the Divine Blade without a shadow, his body technique was extremely fast. However, at this time, in this dense forest, blocked by trees one after another, Wu Song couldn't catch up with the black shadow for a while.

The two sides were separated by more than ten meters and ran out for three miles.

Finally, a river appeared in front of him, and the black shadow stepped into the water to make its way to the other side.

As a result, his speed is greatly reduced.

Wu Song spread his wings, flew over, grabbed the black shadow's neck, and turned into a Yuanli long sword in his hand and put it on his neck.

It was a Terran child, who looked to be seven or eight years old, and was covered in white and green paint.

He looked at Wu Song, his big eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Wu Song saw that he was holding an apple in his hand, and the child noticed Wu Song's gaze, and immediately put the apple behind his back and muttered something to Wu Song.

Wu Song gradually understood, "Are you a tribesman living here?"

When Wu Song and his master Zhang Yilu traveled in all directions, they had seen tribesmen in the great forests of Dongzhou. They are outwardly the same as the Terrans living in the city, but their lives are very barbaric and simple.

They did not have a strong and beautiful house, nor did they cook delicious food, they lived in wooden huts, and they drank blood.

They don't understand human language, they have their own language, and they can barely communicate with ordinary Dongzhou people.

They are also unsophisticated, have no courtesy, righteousness and shame, and act almost indistinguishably from wild beasts.

Unexpectedly, Wu Song would meet the tribesmen again here.

Naturally, the child couldn't understand Wu Song's words, but just looked at him vigilantly, as if he was afraid that Wu Song would snatch his apple.

Wu Song wanted to know from the child who was the person who had just lit a fire in the woods to eat, so he came to the river next to him.

The river is shallow, and a few swimming fish swim by from time to time.

Wu Song turned into a Yuanli long sword in his hand, looked at a swimming fish, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand and pierced into the body of the swimming fish.

Wu Song picked up the swimming fish and came to the child.

The child's eyes were fixed on the swimming fish, revealing a look of longing.

Wu Song gestured with the swimming fish and told the child that if he could tell himself who the person in the woods was just now, then give him the swimming fish.

The kid nodded violently and muttered a lot at Wu Song. As he spoke, he also made gestures.

Wu Song naturally didn't understand what the kid was talking about, and Wu Song couldn't understand his gestures.

He tried to communicate with the child again with his gestures, but the child jumped up when he was not looking, snatched the fish from his hand, and ran into the grass next to him.

Wu Song chased after him, and after passing through the grass, he walked for another two miles, and a grass shed appeared in front of him.

The child ran into the hut in a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Wu Song walked slowly to the grass shed, and there was a spear stuck in the outside of the grass hut, which was stained with blood.

On the ground next to the spear, there were also several dead rabbits.

Under the eaves of the grass hut, there are several animal skins.

It is clear that at least one adult tribesman lives here.

Wu Song was not afraid of fighting the tribesmen, but now that he was unfamiliar with the place, he did not want to clash with these local residents.

He stopped ten meters from the hut and coughed.

A figure flashed behind the window of the grass shed, and someone was peeping at Wu Song inside.

Wu Song secretly operated Yuan Li, ready to do it with him. The tribesmen are extremely aggressive, especially to outsiders, and are extremely hostile.

A moment later, a woman walked out of the grass hut, and the tribal child hid behind the woman, looked at Wu Song, and grimaced at him.

Wu Song wanted to laugh a little, but the woman made him unable to laugh. It was a tribal woman, with a dark complexion and a strong body.

She looked like she was in the prime of life, and there was a fierce look between her eyebrows. She held a longbow in her hand, and the sharp arrow on it was aimed at Wu Song.

The woman said something that sounded like a question.

Wu Song didn't know what she was asking, so he didn't speak.

At that moment, he heard the sound of dead branches breaking from the woods on his left.

Someone was secretly approaching him, and Wu Song instantly understood. This is a trap in which a woman attracts Wu Song's attention in the open, and then a man sneaks up on Wu Song in the dark.

Wu Song remained silent and began to gesture indiscriminately, pretending to be communicating with a woman.

The woman was muttering something again, and from time to time she glanced at the woods to the left of Wu Song.

Suddenly, a person rushed out from the side and pounced on Wu Song.

Wu Song took a step back, and the man threw himself into the air and fell to the ground. He immediately stood up, held a dagger in his right hand, and stabbed Wu Song in the neck.

Wu Song stabbed out the index finger of his left hand like lightning and pointed it on the wrist of the man's right hand.

The man's wrist hurt, and he couldn't hold the dagger, and he fell to the ground. At that moment, the woman shot the bow and arrow in her hand.

The sharp arrow burst through the air and shot at Wu Song's head.

Wu Song raised his left hand and grabbed the sharp arrow.

He turned his arrow and put the sharp tip of it against the man's throat.

It was a tribal man, who was supposed to be the husband of the woman. He closed his eyes and posed as if he was going to die.

The woman cried, ran over, knelt down in front of Wu Song, and pleaded.

Wu Song put away his sharp arrows and looked at the two tribesmen, not knowing what to do next.

He didn't speak the same language with them, and he could barely communicate with them through gestures. Both sides are able-bodied people, but like blind and dumb people, neither of them can communicate with the other.

Wu Song smiled bitterly, threw down the sharp arrow, and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, a voice sounded behind Wu Song, "You... Be... What the... People?"

Wu Song suddenly turned his head and looked at the tribal man. He heard the other party speaking Dongzhou just now, although it is not standard and not fluent, but there is no doubt that it is Dongzhou dialect.

"Do you speak Dongzhou dialect?" Wu Song was surprised and delighted.

"I... Before... Learn.. Learned a little. The man said intermittently.

Wu Song tried his best to slow down his speech, "I'm not a bad person, I gave your child a swimming fish just now." I wonder who's cooking on a fire nearby?"

The man's brows furrowed, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was trying to figure out how to express himself in Dongzhou dialect.

At this time, Wu Song began to observe the man carefully.

Like the woman, he had a darker complexion and a more robust physique. On his face, there was a large black stain. Before, Wu Song thought it was the paint he applied to his face.

The tribesmen liked to apply some paint on their bodies, some for decoration, some as a sign of some kind of glory.

However, now Wu Song can see clearly that those black stains are not paint, but a large area of herpes.

Not only on the face, but also on the man's neck, arms, chest, there was that black herpes everywhere.

"They... Be... Be.. We.. People of the tribe. The man finally found what he wanted to say.

The man's words confirmed Wu Song's previous guess, he and Wang Gong were mistaken, and the people who lit the fire there were not Ji Wen and Wei Wen.

Wu Song saluted the man, "Thank you for informing." ”

He wanted to leave immediately, to find Wang Gong and tell him that Jiwen was not here, and that they should leave here and continue their treasure hunt.

However, he saw that the man's face was pale, his forehead had been sweating profusely, and the man's breathing was also somewhat disordered.

These are all signs of a serious illness.

If this continues, the man may not be alive soon.

"I'm a healer," Wu Song tried to make the man understand, "I can try to cure your illness." ”

Tribal people have a lot of taboos, some tribesmen regard their bodies as very sacred, and they easily do not allow others to touch them, I don't know if men have such taboos.