My first reaction was that my back was cold. www.biquge.info I have always regarded Kelsang Nyima as a friend, a simple friend from an indigenous village, but I have also overlooked one thing: this guy loves to eat human flesh.

Seeing Kelsang Nyima's excitement, his beard became very unaccustomed, and he deliberately moved his steps to the side.

Hu Zi asked, "Why did you eat Dong Jackal?" Is human flesh delicious? ”

Gesang Nyima pointed to the corpse very seriously and replied, "This is an immortal, if we eat his flesh, we will also become stronger, and even have some immortal methods." ”

It's the first time I've heard such a ridiculous idea, but on closer inspection, it may have something to do with the indigenous culture of their village.

I found a reason to explain, saying, "Dong Jackal, this immortal has weak mana, and it is useless to eat his meat, and in addition, the immortal meat deteriorates quickly, once you don't eat it, it is likely to have a serious illness, which will make the person who eats meat even weaker." ”

I was actually fooling Kelsang Nyima, but he believed it, and with a look of horror, he took a few steps back sharply. He was afraid that touching Dong Jackal's corpse would also make him sick.

We left Kelsang Nyima alone and discussed what to do with the corpse. In the end, in order to make Dong Jackal decent after his death, I insisted on burying him with his beard.

Davara furrowed her brow, not objecting or agreeing.

I worked with Beard, and when we had disposed of the body, we headed back.

This time, we brought some food, but we ate it all last night. In other words, we are going hungry.

I'll admit it tasted tough, especially when my stomach gurgled and I was pumping sour water back up from time to time.

As we passed through a grove of trees, Dawala shouted, "Wait." "We don't know what she found, but she ran into the woods, and squatted under the tree to look, and then to the tree, and after all that work, she brought back a handful of mushrooms.

This mushroom doesn't have any bright colors, so in my opinion, it shouldn't be poisonous, and I got closer and smelled it, so strong wild smell.

Davara Thumb told us to eat some mushrooms, at least to fill our stomachs.

The beard was hungry, but he shook his head first. He pointed to the mushroom and said, "I've seen this thing, there are more in the countryside in the Northeast, commonly known as dog pee moss, I heard that after being poured with urine, it still grows crazy." You let us eat it? Isn't that the same as drinking urine? ”

Davara didn't bother to explain to the beard, and came up with a posture that you like to eat or not. I didn't say that much, but after tasting it, I didn't think it was as unpalatable as I thought.

I persuaded Hu Zi a few words, and emphasized, "The food we eat is also poured out with a scoop of dung, a scoop of dung, why are you doing this?" ”

But the beard is very resolute, and he just doesn't eat it.

Then he was still hungry and hurried, and a few of us were not so hard, and I found that after eating this mushroom, my stomach was still warm, which made me feel very comfortable.

It took us half a day to reach the edge of the village.

Looking at the village from afar, I was quite happy for a while, and said that no matter what happened, I could finally rest.

The beard was still rubbing his belly, and suggested to Gesang Nyima that when he arrived in the village, he would set up a pot and make a fire, and start the meal as quickly as possible!

Kelsang Nyima responded absentmindedly, her eyes squinting, and she kept looking at the village.

I noticed his unusual reaction and asked him what was wrong.

Kelsang Nyima pointed to the village and said to us, "Why is there no one? ”

Beard wondered, "Will they all go hunting?" Or maybe they all hid at home and didn't come out, and they all did that. ”

I found that the desire for beard was so strong, that he was hungry now, and when it came to the end, he still laughed evilly.

But we don't know the way of life in the village, Kelsang Nyima explains, "Everyone usually hunts in the morning and comes back in the afternoon, and only the men go hunting, and the women stay in the village and do some chores." So it could never be such a coincidence, and it was impossible for the whole village to be empty at this time. ”

I put away my joke and even looked at the whole village again.

Not to mention, under the guidance of another mood, I suddenly felt that this village was so weird.

Kelsang Nyima couldn't help but yell. His voice is high and penetrating. I was so close to him that my eardrums hurt a little when I listened.

But after two roars, the whole village did not move.

Now we all have a tense face. Beard had another guess, saying, "Could it be that some group of wild beasts broke into the village and killed everyone?" ”

I motioned to the beard, don't talk so openly. The beard hurriedly closed his mouth.

Kelsang Nyima didn't care so much, but answered, "No way, I heard the old man say that this village was attacked by a herd of bison once, and half of the people died that time, and no wild beast has visited it since, and even when I am so old, I have never encountered such a thing." ”

I said in my heart that we should not analyze blindly, don't we know all about it when we go into the village and take a look?

I told everyone about it, and then we all grabbed our weapons and walked towards the village together.

I'm still keeping an eye on the ground. When I came to the edge of the village, I saw many footprints. The footprints were obvious, they were all barefoot, and the five toes were not close together, but were separated from each other.

Obviously, these are all traces left by the natives, but other than that, I found no hoof prints or any other suspicious traces.

Kelsang Nyima shouted a bunch of names.

We couldn't help anything else, but I stared at the grass hut closest to us, and I gestured to my beard, meaning let's go over and have a look.

My beard and I walked forward one after the other. The hut originally had no door, but now there is a lot of hay piled up at the door. I let the beard hold up the gun and wait for me, I wanted to remove the hay.

But I had just grabbed a large lump of hay, and before I could carry it away, a figure suddenly flashed into the room.

He was so quick that a gun was immediately on my eyebrows. I felt that the muzzle of the gun was very cold, and even stimulated by this coldness, I felt a sigh in my heart.

I stared at the man. He was wearing a black trench coat and a pair of long leather boots on his feet, which was not an indigenous attire at all, and he looked a little scary, his whole face was dead, especially with serious dark circles.

He stared at me too, and with that, he couldn't help coughing lightly, and his gaze was so fierce and cold that it made me want to shiver.

I didn't dare to move, he snorted again, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at me again. That's what it means to hold me back.

I put down all the hay and walked back step by step with my hands slightly raised.

I took a step back, and he took a step forward, taking a step by step posture.

At this time, Beard, Davara, and Kelsang Nyima also saw every move that was happening here. Beard immediately adjusted the muzzle of his gun, trying to aim at the dark-eyed stranger.

But there were other people in the room, and suddenly, I heard a snort, and a bullet came out of the room, and it hit the gun that Beard was holding.

The beard grinned uncomfortably and threw the gun away.

Two men quickly emerged from the hut. They are very similar to the weirdos with dark eyes, they are both black trench coats and boots, the difference is that they don't look so sick, but they are all strong men, and they have a sideways face.

One of the men had a piece of animal skin on his shoulder, presumably snatched from the indigenous people of the village.

Both Davara and Kelsang Nyima were armed, but they didn't move like their beards. The black-eyed monster coughed uncomfortably and shouted as he put down his gun and axe, or my two brothers would be welcome.

Neither Davaraju nor Kelsang Nyima compromised. The beard rubbed his wrist at this time, and when he came to his senses, he was not afraid, and scolded, "it." ”

A strong man immediately glared at the beads of the balls and said, "I can't see it, you rabbit cub is quite donkey-tempered, huh?" ”

He held up a silenced pistol and sneered at his beard. Bullets hit the feet of the beard, causing the place to explode for a while.

Streams of dirt debris were splashed everywhere. The beard couldn't help but take two more steps back.

I was worried that the beard would be arrogant, so I shouted a few words and reminded Davara and Kelsang Nyima to do what they said.

Davara hesitated, but Kelsang Nyima was very happy, and took the posture of listening to me, and threw not only the stone axe to the ground, but also the short axe on his back, and threw it down as well.

Davara finally struggled and disarmed. Dark Bags nodded in satisfaction, and then he turned his head to look at his two men, winking.

One of his subordinates touched his arms and took out a large-screen mobile phone.

There was no signal here, and of course he wasn't using his cell phone to make a call. He looked at us with his phone in his hand.

Now that the phone is smart, I guess he's looking at some data. And soon, he pointed at me and said, "Your name is Xiao Bo, right?" ”

I nodded slightly. He recognized the beard by comparison, and when he looked at Dawala's thumb, he sighed, pointed and asked, "You're the female waste, aren't you?" ”

Dawara's whole face flushed, but because the other party had a gun, she couldn't have a seizure, so she just muttered, "I'm not a waste." ”

Beard and Kelsang Nyima didn't hear anything, and I chuckled in my heart, and I remembered the words written on Kelsang Nyima's head.

I stared at them with black bags under my eyes, and said to myself, are they in the same league as 10086?

But I wasn't in a hurry to say anything. The man who scolded Dawala smiled and turned his gaze back to Kelsang Nyima.

He fiddled with his mobile phone, presumably looking for photos, but after getting through this, he finally sighed, pointed to Kelsang Nyima and asked the other accomplices, "What is the origin of this turtle, why don't I have his information here?" ”

The dark-eyed monster didn't say anything, and another man shouted, "Can't you?" He leaned over and checked his phone together.

The dark-eyed monster then looked at Kelsang Nyima and praised me, saying, "You're very smart, don't look at the first time you've come to the Grand Canyon, but you found a local guide so quickly!" ”

With that, I realized that this dark-eyed monster was much better than the two strong men under him.

And I don't want to be confused all the time, and then I ask him, "Who are you?" (To be continued.) )