Liu Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

The audience in the live broadcast room also found that the strangely dressed patriarch was communicating with Liu Wei in a relatively gentle tone, although he didn't know what they were talking about?

After listening to the leader's story, Liu Wei asked with a smile, "If you say this, we should be regarded as distant relatives, right?"

The leader nodded.

Liu Wei immediately got up and sat next to the leader, flipped the camera to focus on himself and the leader, and smiled, "Brothers, let me introduce you, this is the brother I just met!"

Liu Wei seized the opportunity and deliberately curried favor with the leader, after all, the other people in the tribe did not look at him so kindly.

As long as you have a good relationship with the leader, then your safety in the dark forest is guaranteed.

“????”

"Can anyone tell me what just happened?"

"Could it be that Ah Wei fooled the leader of the headhunters?"

"Ah Wei's mouth, a deceitful ghost!"

The screen scrolls full of puzzled barrages.

Liu Wei said to the leader: "Now that hundreds of thousands of Chinese are watching my live broadcast, do you want to say hello to them?

The first leader glanced at Liu Wei with some surprise, and he also suspected Liu Wei, after all, he didn't know much about the live broadcast industry, and the tribe's understanding of the Internet was still at the basic level, and there was no network base station coverage in the dark forest.

But his eyes followed the barrage of Liu Wei's fingers, and the scrolling text was indeed a little scary, and he could roughly distinguish that those were men, similar to the words on the Chinese antiques left in the tribe.

He learned from Liu Wei to face the live camera, smiled and waved his hand, and slowly spit out the words, "Hello!"

"Hello, hello, hello!"

“hello!”

The audience was very face-saving and brushed up the English barrage.

The leader smiled when he saw it, and he suddenly found this mode of communication very interesting.

Seeing him smiling, Liu Wei struck while the iron was hot, took out dozens of cultural shirts of the Beast Camp Fan Group from his backpack, and handed them to the leader, "I have some clothes here, you can take them to the children and women of the tribe to wear!"

When he entered, Liu Wei found that many of the women and children sitting next to the fire were wearing shabby T-shirts, indicating that they had connections with the outside world, but they were just cautious about outsiders.

At the same time, it also proved Liu Weilai's previous guess that this barbarian tribe known as the "headhunters" has also been affected by modern civilization.

"Thank you!" The leader smiled and took it from Liu Wei's hand.

This is the second time he has received donations from Chinese friends, the first two times a Chinese program team came to record their lives, and when he left, he left behind some living materials.

It turns out that the little children of the tribe loved these cotton clothes, and they also came into contact with the outside world with a keen interest.

Liu Wei showed his friendly attitude, and the leader had mentioned the relationship between the Dayak and the Chinese, so he felt that his next activities in the dark forest should be relatively safe.

"Can I take a picture of the corpses in the room?" Liu Wei requested.

"Yes!"

The leader took the initiative to illuminate Liu Wei with an oil lamp, and introduced the origin of the corpses on the wall, which basically came from hunting and hunting wild beasts.

The best of the beast is reserved for the "headman", so in the leader's house, the skulls and feathers of precious birds can be seen, as well as some of the beast's teeth.

The camera suddenly shifted to the head of the leader's bed, and the dim light of the oil lamp hit the wall, and Liu Wei suddenly trembled.

"~"

"Scared the hell out of me!"

"Is this a human skull?"

"Oh my God, there really are human heads!"

"I look a little square!"

The skull of the person in the camera is smoked to a dark black, the position of the skull is carved with a mysterious pattern, and there is an obvious gap in the left jaw of the skull, and the hollow eye socket of the skull is staring at everyone in the live broadcast room.

Seeing that Liu Wei was nervous, the leader introduced: "Don't be nervous, this is the head of another tribal leader taken down by my father in the last tribal conflict, and this room was also lived in by my father before."

You don't have to worry, the tribesmen in the tribe no longer have the custom of taking heads!"

Liu Wei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

After visiting the leader's house, Liu Wei felt that the edges of his mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood, and there were many cruel scenes in his mind.

The leader invited Liu Wei to rest in his room for the night, but Liu Wei declined, and at the leader's arrangement, he set up a tent in the spacious dam outside the longhouse.

The chief sent two men with spears to stand guard for him.

Liu Wei slipped into the tent and whispered to the audience.

"Brothers, this is the first time I have felt depressed since I went abroad, and I hope that this night will be safe, and I hope that it will be safe in the dark forest.

If I were an expert in history or tribal culture, I think I could have established a more friendly relationship with the Dayaks, and now I can only pin my hopes on the chief. Liu Wei said.

"Sleep, don't think too much, I think the boss is good to you!"

"The clothes are all donated, there shouldn't be a problem!"

"Ah Wei, don't turn off the live broadcast, we will stand guard for you all night!"

"Thank you, brothers!" Liu Wei lay down and slept.

One remained in a light sleep, and even Chubby was a little uneasy tonight, lying in the tent without closing his eyes.

Thankfully, nothing else happened that night.

When Liu Wei woke up and opened the tent, there were many people gathered in the dam, many of whom were wearing the cultural shirts that Liu Wei had sent out last night.

Liu Wei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

The tribal leader standing in the center of the crowd was still dressed the same as yesterday, but under the light of the day, his clothes were more three-dimensional and wild.

He faced the clansmen and said a few words of indigenous language, and the eyes of the clansmen all looked at Liu Wei, who smiled and waved at them.

Immediately after, the leader walked towards Liu Wei, and the clansmen who followed him held a broad-bladed broadsword more than a meter long in their hands.

Liu Wei moistened his throat.

The leader took the big sword from the hands of the clansmen and handed it to Liu Wei, saying, "This is the war knife of our Dayak people, and we give it to our distinguished guests.

In the tribal culture of the Dayak people, iron is the most important thing to live by, blacksmithing is the most respected profession in the tribe, and this knife is made by the most famous blacksmith in the tribe, and it is now given to you.

In the rainforest, if you encounter any of the seven tribes of the Dayak tribe, as long as you take out this knife, they will treat each other with courtesy!"

After listening to this, Liu Wei's eyes opened.

smiled.

Glanced at the knife in his hand.

In terms of casting process, it must not be comparable with the domestic one, and it is even a little rough, but of course the identity of this knife is different.

As long as he holds this sword, in the dark forest, he can be the most beautiful boy and walk swaggeringly.

Liu Wei danced lightly twice and tried the feel, which was very good.

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