News of attacks on indigenous tribes in the Amazon rainforest has become a thing of the past in just one day. People may mention a few words when they talk after dinner, but that's just a few words. If it weren't for the fact that this matter involved the Chinese people, I'm afraid that no one would even mention these few words.

However, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when most people were waiting to get off work or thinking about what to eat at night, many people who had paid attention to Gu Laosan unexpectedly received a prompt from an anchor to go online.

"Gu Laosan is on the air?"

"Why is it on the air at this time?"

"Haven't they returned home yet?"

Since Yi Jiuyang's live broadcast room was forcibly changed to password access, even if the Funnyfish Outdoor Channel was completely "cut off", there were only a few part-time anchors left who were making up in the mountains and forests behind their homes. Gu Laosan started broadcasting at this time, but he just took over the heat that had not completely dissipated.

Curious netizens clicked on the live broadcast room, and the first thing that caught their eyes was Wang An, who had a strange appearance.

There is no way to verify whether there was a saint in the Bita tribe before, but after Wang An went out early in the morning to solve his personal hygiene, he came back and saw a row of native girls standing at the door, holding unique ornaments waiting for her to dress up.

Of course, it was impossible for her to get her face covered in that slimy ochre. The elders also knew that their cheap saint's temper didn't seem to be very good, and it was really not cost-effective for a handful of people of their age to be beaten for such a trivial matter. So I didn't even mention it, but just sent someone to send representative jewelry.

At this time, Wang An in front of the camera is of course still wearing the training uniform he wore when he entered the rainforest, but he wore a flower crown made of bright feathers on his head, and a necklace made of animal bones and unknown ancient jade was hung on his chest.

Of course, because of the natives, although this dress is weird, it is not special.

It's like going to a tourist attraction to take pictures, and you always have to change into local national costumes to be more interesting. What really attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room was the little girl opposite Wang An.

At this time, the two of them were still in the same square where the funeral was held yesterday. All traces of the past in the camera have been erased, Wang An sits on a wicker chair, and in front of her lies the jaguar Xiao Huang, who has become lazy in the daytime. And the little native girl who had been following Zhou Tong since Lao Hei left, was sitting on Xiao Huang's back at the moment, blinking her eyes and looking curiously at the leaves in Wang An's hand.

Not only the netizens in the live broadcast room, but even the natives who passed by couldn't help but take a few more glances in this direction, with surprise and even envy in their eyes.

This is the plan that Gu Laosan secretly ran to Wang An to discuss early in the morning.

If they want to leave safely, the identity of this so-called saint must be disposed of first. The safest solution, of course, is to find someone to give up the position of the saint. It happened that the little girl rescued by Zhou Tong couldn't find her relatives and couldn't be trusted, so Gu Laosan hit her with the idea.

Wang An's identity as a cheap saint originates from Xiao Huang, and similarly, if the successor wants to get this identity, he will inevitably have to be recognized by Xiao Huang. But as long as Wang An cooperates, this is not a problem.

Once Xiao Huang recognizes the existence of the little girl, then it is logical for Wang An to put the title of saint on her. At that time, not only will Xiao Huang have a safe place to live, but the little girl's future will also be guaranteed. At the same time, they also got rid of a big trouble, which can be said to be counted in one fell swoop.

In order to hint at his thoughts, Wang An also dressed up the little girl, and now asked someone to make her look like a dress with a light-colored fabric, and a small flower crown on her head. Not to mention, the little girl who was already beautiful and beautiful, after dressing up, sat on the back of the little yellow, but she was more like a so-called saint.

At this time, the little girl was learning from Wang An how to blow a beautiful tune with leaves. In fact, it is to find a reason for her to stay with Xiao Huang and cultivate a relationship.

Gu Laosan changed the title of the live broadcast room to "A Day of the Saintess of the Amazon Rainforest Tribe", and netizens who didn't know why naturally thought that the little girl in the picture was the saintess of the tribe at the moment.

"This saint is a beautiful embryo at first glance"

"It seems that the third brother is a fart here."

"This jaguar is a little familiar with Yazi"

"Why didn't the third brother start broadcasting some time ago?"

"What the hell is going on here, is it true on the Internet?"

"Gu Laosan will tell me about it"

"Did you really get a terrorist attack?"

Just behind Wang An and the little girl, Gu Laosan moved out the Internet equipment that was originally placed in the central grass hut and was using his laptop to log in to his live broadcast room. Regarding the topics of netizens, if there is a pleasing one, I will simply say a few words, and I will not talk about the attack.

Zhou Tong didn't worry about the little girl, so she kept following. At this time, he was squatting behind Gu Laosan, looking at the barrage floating on the screen, and the bearded face asked curiously: "Hey, why do they call you Gu Laosan?

"I ...... Go for it, you know the!"

Gu Lang rolled his eyes angrily when he heard this, and he didn't intend to explain, so he closed the barrage.

If this broken-mouthed young man knew that he and a badger and a leopard had been "worshipped", and he would still be ranked third, I am afraid that it would spread throughout the club one day and become the talking point of those bad coaches.

At the same time, Gu Laosan still had an awkward sense of happiness in his heart, fortunately, he met the boss early, if he knew that there was a fourth child behind him, he didn't know how he would feel. And judging from the speed at which a certain badger collects his younger brother, the fourth child is now a special brother.

Glancing at Xiao Huang's back, a lump of crimson "balls" was standing in front of the little girl's legs wagging her tail and selling cuteness, which was even worse.

Xiaohong can see that the cheap boss doesn't want him anymore, and the thighs in the future will be this little two-legged beast. And at the current pace, it is not sure that it will have to serve a master with a certain leopard. So he was very attentive to the little girl, so that he could mix up the position in front of a certain leopard.

"By the way, where's the boss?"

Thinking of a certain badger, Gu Lang realized that a certain badger who was still standing on Wang An's roof in the morning to do morning exercises was missing at this time. According to his habits, shouldn't he drag a recliner out to bask in the sun on this sunny day?

In the southwest corner of the tribe, the white-bearded elder who was happy to see everyone walked out of a grass hut, closed the door, and then ordered a few warriors to guard the door. I walked in the direction of the central square.

At the end of the straw roof, a camouflage hat quietly poked out, stared at the back of an elder, and then dug a small hole in the roof under him and went straight in.

The furnishings in the room resembled a storehouse, with all sorts of iron spears and bows and arrows, as well as animal skins in wooden chests and some bone ornaments. However, Wang Ping didn't look at any of this, but went straight to the corner where it was covered with animal skins.

Before he could get closer, the familiar smell of gun oil and gunpowder had already penetrated his nostrils, and the hairy face of a certain badger suddenly became gloomy.

I've long seen that this old thing is not pleasing to the eye, but I didn't expect that there was really a problem.

Lifting the hide, there were several spears and some bullets in a wooden box covered underneath. It seems that someone collected it in the chaos yesterday, and when the Brazilian police came to pick it up this morning, somehow, the black fire was not handed over.

Maybe he saw the power of these weapons and wanted to stay and arm himself, or maybe some elder had other thoughts in his heart. But either way, it's not a good sign.

Wang Ping sharpened his claws and jumped into the box by scratching the edge.

"Okay, let my brother dispose of it for you!"