Seeing that the white man had already run away, Ye Ren and Black Rose came out from behind the grass hut. 2 saw many houses burned down, many people injured, three young people died, and people were crying around them.

The people of the tribe hurried to save people and put out the fire, and at this time, the chief, escorted by several young people, came to Ye Ren and Black Rose. The little wild horse followed.

With a sad face, the chief gestured and said a few words to the little wild horse, and then the little wild horse translated it to Ye Ren and them.

"Grandpa asked, you shot those mongrels just now?"

Ye Ren gestured to the little wild horse and said, "Yes, we only made a move when we saw so many of you being killed." These people are so ferocious, they are simply miserable, if it weren't for the speed they ran, if it weren't for the fact that there are so many injured people here, I would never let them go. ”

The little mustang turned and translated to the chief. When the chief heard this, he nodded gratefully. Turning around, he said a few more words to the little wild horse and asked her to tell them to pass it on to them.

"Grandpa said, you are friends, thank you, if it weren't for you, our tribe might not exist anymore, and he asked us to treat you well. ”

Ye Ren smiled at the little wild horse and said, "It's nothing, those white people are really hateful, they bully people with weapons in their hands, they are really a group of annoying guys." ”

The chief turned to the little mustang again, said a few words, and then turned to leave.

"Grandpa said, tonight, we will celebrate the dead, and he invites you to participate. ”

Although Ye Ren didn't understand what the undead were doing, he still nodded to the little wild horse. Then, the little mustang takes him to the thatched hut that has been rearranged for them. This hut is much more spacious than the hut where they were held yesterday, and the bedding inside is also clean, and there are many items. Ye Ren sighed, it is really two heavens of ice and fire, yesterday he was a prisoner, but today he became a guest.

Ye Ren didn't know that the place where this group of Indians lived, this dense primeval forest, the natural environment was very good, all kinds of animals and plants were available, providing them with abundant natural food and ingredients, and they had lived here for many generations, harmonious and happy.

Two years ago, a couple of white men, named Richard, showed up in this place of abundance. Later, they learned that there were abundant diamonds and gold deposits here, and that they could even be picked up in the open air. In the beginning, they also exchanged horses, food, clothing, tea and wine with the people here for gold and diamonds, and then shipped them to the outside world to sell, and when they changed hands, they simply multiplied several times, and they made a fortune as a result.

However, these greedy creatures were not satisfied, and later, they brought in machines, hired some people, and wantonly mined diamonds and gold mines, destroying the ecology of the place. Food was scarce, water was contaminated, and the Indians, feeling that their survival was in danger, negotiated with Richard and them, but they ignored them and continued to mine here with the advanced weapons and dollars in their hands.

The people here call these white plagues, which means that the arrival of white people has brought disaster to them.

66 Continued, Richard hired more and more people, and the mountains and rivers here were destroyed more and more. When there was a conflict between the two sides, they fought each other when they met. Unfortunately, because the opponents were not as advanced in weapons as they were, and because of the lack of horses, the Indians always lost battles, and their territory was constantly compressed, and the pressure to survive increased. What's even more shameful is that those white people actually beat up the idea of women here. Richard even wanted to take the little mustang away and be his wife.

Unable to bear it any longer, this morning the chief decided to let a few young men attack the whites, and by the way grab some horses and food, thinking that this would have a better chance of winning, but as a result, he still suffered. Not only did the whites kill many of the people who attacked them, but they also chased them into the tribe and tried to kill them all.

At night, there is no wind, and the primeval forest gradually becomes muggy. The Indians erected wooden frames in the tribal square, filled them with firewood, and put on them the bodies of the three Indian warriors who had died in battle today. At this time, the chief recited a spell to the heavens in the Indian language.

"O Lord, your sons have followed thee, and they have suffered on earth, and may they enjoy with thee the glory of heaven forever. Bless us, let those white people repent, and may you blot out their sins!"

After the chief finished speaking, all the Indian men, women, and children present worshipped the heavens. A few middle-aged people lit the firewood and grass piles with torches. Suddenly, the flames soared into the sky, and the spirits of the dead went to heaven.

Immediately after that, people lit piles of bonfires, drank wine, sang and danced. As if it wasn't a memorial, it was like a grand celebration. Indeed, the Indians embraced animism and embraced the Christian doctrine that after death, man ascended to heaven and was liberated from suffering.

Ye Ren and Black Rose were also in the crowd at this time, but instead of singing and dancing, they acted as onlookers.

The little wild horse was assigned by his grandfather and the old chief to bring wine to the two of them in a golden bowl and invited them to taste it. When the two of them finished drinking, the little mustang invited the two to dance.

Ye Ren and Black Rose came to the middle of the crowd, everyone smiled, nodded, and greeted them, and the people looked at the two of them as the heroes who saved them, and their hearts were full of admiration for them.

Whenever there was a gap between dancing, someone would come to toast Ye Ren and the two, and the little wild horse was next to him as an interpreter. Cup after cup, gradually, Black Rose was a little drunk, and Ye Ren was fine.

Taking advantage of the black rose to dance, the little wild horse smiled and came to Ye Ren's side and said, "Why don't you look so happy?

Ye Renwan smiled and said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just that I can't be happy." He didn't want to tell her what happened to the two of them, and if he told her, she wouldn't understand.

"You don't look like a couple, do you?" asked the little mustang suddenly.

Ye Ren nodded, thinking in his heart, this girl is quite scheming. At this time, Black Rose saw the little wild horse talking to Ye Ren and walked back.

"Miss, you dance beautifully, like a blooming rose. The little wild horse complimented the black rose. Ye Ren sighed secretly, this girl really has vision, but she looked away, she was a black rose, a rose with a stinger.

At this time, a woman came over, said a few words to the little mustang, and turned to leave. The little wild horse immediately turned his head and said to Ye Ren, "Chieftain, please come over. ”

Ye Ren and Black Rose were brought to their grandfather by the little wild horse, and the chief invited them to sit, Ye Ren sat on the left side of the chief, and the little wild horse sat next to him, and Black Rose saw that the little wild horse had grabbed his place, so he had to sit on the right side of the chief.

At this time, the old chief was already slightly drunk, his face was ruddy, but his mood was extremely low. Raised the wine glass and motioned for Ye Ren and the others to drink. After drinking, the chief said something to Ye Ren. Little Mustang hurriedly translated.

"Grandpa said, thank you for saving us and allowing you to stay here for a few more days. ”

Ye Ren nodded, turned sideways and said to the little wild horse: "Tell your grandfather, you're welcome, even if anyone encounters such a thing, they will come to the rescue." The little mustang immediately translated to his grandfather.

The old man smiled and nodded, raised the wine glass again, Ye Ren signaled, and took the wine glass dry. Then, he said to the little wild horse beside him: "Tell Grandpa that we were washed here by the river and cannot stay here for too long, and we want you to help us get out of here." ”

The little wild horse translated to his grandfather, and the old chief listened, a little puzzled and unhappy, sighed twice, and shook his head helplessly.

Ye Ren looked at the little wild horse and asked with some doubts, "Why is the chief upset when he hears that we are leaving? She also told him that Grandpa and the others actually wanted them to stay and help them get rid of the white people.

Listening to the words of the little wild horse, Ye Ren looked at the black rose, she was also looking at herself, and she also heard the words of the little wild horse, and the two didn't know what to say.

When a few people were silent, a handsome and strong young man came to Ye Ren and the others, holding wine in his hand, staring at Ye Ren fiercely.

"Machete! What do you want to do? The little wild horse scolded the young man in front of him.

Scimitar grew up with baby mustangs and has always had a crush on her, always protecting her as his lover. Today, seeing that the little wild horse was so good to Ye Ren and regarded him as a hero, I felt a little jealous in my heart. However, even if he drank alcohol, he didn't dare to do anything to Ye Ren in front of the chief, so he could only show his anger. Of course, the little mustang knew what was going on in his heart.

Listening to the little mustang's words, the scimitar hurriedly nodded to the chief, and then left indignantly. Ye Ren thought to himself, this young man was really strange, and he seemed to have resentment in his heart, but he left without saying a word.

As the night deepened, the people slowly dispersed with drunkenness, and Ye Ren was about to return to the grass hut prepared for them by the little wild horse with the black rose, when a figure flashed behind him.

Sou!

Ye Ren hurriedly flashed and grabbed the arrow that came over, it was so dangerous, if he was a little slower, he would definitely be pierced through his throat.

"Who!" Ye Ren shouted.

The shadow flickered and disappeared into the jungle. Ye Ren hurriedly pulled the black rose back to the grass house.

The next morning, Ye Ren and Black Rose got up early, and the little wild horse brought them breakfast. After a hurried breakfast, Ye Ren said to the little wild horse: "Girl, can you ask the chief for help and send someone to help us show the way, we want to leave here." ”

The little wild horse listened to Ye Ren's words, was silent for a while, and left.

After a while, the little wild horses returned, bringing with them scimitars, and both men dressed in the clothes worn by the Indians in battle, armed with spears, carrying crossbows behind them, and leading two horses.

"Grandpa told us to send you away, quick, we'll be back before dark. ”

Ye Ren and Black Rose immediately cleaned up and hit the road with them. The chief and the whole tribe came to see them off, and some people sent spears and crossbows to Ye Ren and Black Rose, and many people shed tears, and it seemed that they were a little reluctant to them.