I was puzzled by Dawala's move, and I thought to myself, could it be that she was losing her temper again and was going to pull out a gun? But what was her reason for pulling out the gun?

I didn't say or do anything to Davara, and she touched her lower back a few times before taking her hand back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw that she just clenched her fists, but didn't take anything.

Dawala asked the Zhuangtu, "How do you make fires in your village?" ”

The Zhuangtu man replied, "At first, we used the method of drilling wood, and then we got matches, which is the greatest favor that the outside world has given us." ”

He touched his crotch after speaking. There was no pocket sewn into the hide he was wearing, so when I watched him pull out a crumpled box of matches, I seriously wondered where it had come from.

He proudly held up the matchbox. Davara sneered sarcastically.

The Zhuangtu man understood the meaning of Davara's words, grinned dissatisfiedly, and asked, "Don't you think matches are good?" ”

Dawala answered arrogantly, "We immortals are angry, but we can't make so many verbosities, and we can solve it with immortal methods." ”

She reached out and spread her palms abruptly. I saw that suddenly, a pale green flame burned in her palm, and soon her whole palm burned, and the flame turned from green to red, and became more and more violent.

The Zhuang Tu people were stunned, and the other natives were not much better, and they were all stunned.

Davara held the scales in his thumb and squeezed his palm hard, hiding his hand in his lower back. She seemed to fiddle with it a few times, and by the time she took her hand out again, the fire had already been extinguished.

I guess Davara just shook off the trick, and this hand must have been smeared with phosphorus or something, and then he performed a wonderful "magic", or it can also be called "immortal method".

The natives did not understand the mystery, and they all gave Dawala a thumb and knelt down, shouting for the immortals.

Davara replied with a few words that were deliberately very helpful.

In this way, in the eyes of the natives, she and the beard are all in the immortal class, but they show me.

I said to myself that I had to show my hand, otherwise I wouldn't be able to mix in this village.

I don't have the strength of a beard, nor the skill of a davala. When all the natives looked at me, I was just forced to make a move.

I shouted to these natives, "Do you know what my immortal law is? ”

They shook their heads, of course, in confusion. I deliberately laughed because I didn't have hair on my chin, otherwise I might have brushed my beard.

I pointed to the Zhuangtu man and asked him to come over.

The Zhuangtu man was still a little defensive in his heart, but he couldn't resist my urging again, and he walked slowly in front of me.

I told him not to move, and I took the opportunity to observe the appearance and body of the Zhuangtu people.

I found that at such a close look, this man's body bones were very strong, especially the muscles on his arms, which were almost like being blown by air, bulging, and he also had two scars on his face.

I guess this guy has good skills, and he has a lot of strength, and he has a lot of energy. I sighed deliberately.

This made the Zhuang Turen couldn't help but immediately ask, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I told him, "You were a warrior in your last life, responsible for guarding this village and protecting others, but you had a catastrophe at that time, and you didn't get over it, resulting in a young death, but God gave you another chance, in this life, to give you a brave body, so that you can continue to be the guardian saint of this village." ”

Actually, I'm just fooling, but here in Tibet, there has always been a saying about this life and the afterlife, and even the people in this village believe this.

When I spoke to the Zhuangtu man like this, he was very useful and at the same time, he also believed it a little.

He saw that I didn't say anything more, and urged, "Half Immortal, you should continue." ”

I listened to what he said, and said in my heart, okay, I have half a foot in the immortal class, and I am thinking about how to make it up next, and then I noticed the eyes of the strong people.

His eyes were dark, especially dark circles.

Their village is isolated from the world, there is no work pressure at all, there is no electricity, let alone staying up late, so his eyes are so abnormal, it must be a reaction to the disease.

I once heard a friend who studied medicine say that a person's face, especially the facial features, can reflect many things. For example, the eyes are related to the heart and liver, the hair and ears are related to the kidneys, the nose is related to the lungs and intestines, the mouth and tongue are related to the stomach, and so on.

I heard my friend say that he was, but now I decided to take a gamble and put his point of view to good use.

I silently thought in my heart, if the eyes are related to the heart and liver, the heart of this strong man must not be very good.

I simply pointed to his heart and asked him, "Are you usually uncomfortable here, sometimes you feel bored, sometimes you feel flustered and uncomfortable?" ”

He looked incredulous, as if to say, how do you know?

He also added, "Yes, there were even a few times when I felt that it was twisted and twisted, accompanied by blackness in front of my eyes. But it's good to get through it. ”

I told him that he would have a catastrophe in this life, and that the catastrophe was in his heart, and it was likely that he would die young again.

The Zhuang Turen was completely anxious, and immediately changed his name to me as an immortal, and asked me, "What should I do then?" ”

I made a fool of myself and said that the secret of heaven should not be revealed, but I will try to think of a way to crack it for him.

When Beard heard this, he leaned over and dragged me to the side, and he whispered, "Brother, you are such a fucking god, tell me, how do you know so much?" ”

I didn't have time to straighten my beard, so I snorted in my heart, and said that I couldn't deal with an indigenous person with congenital coronary heart disease?

I shouted at the natives and asked, "How's that?" This old immortal's mana is very strong, right? "I also pointed to the door of my head, saying that I have heavenly eyes.

The natives turned to each other, some believed me, but some were very curious.

A short native, who suddenly stepped out of the crowd and came to me, pointed to himself and asked, "Look at me again, and if you say the right thing, I will obey you." ”

I stared at him, and I didn't notice anything other than that he had a lot of gray hair. I thought to myself that this short man was in his twenties at best, but he had gray hair, and according to that theory, he must have a bad kidney.

I deliberately squatted up and walked on the horse, playing Tai Chi and playing tricks with both hands, fiddling with it, and finally I blocked my head with both hands, and after humming a few words, I mysteriously spread my hands out.

These people are muttering again, probably thinking that I will use the eye of heaven again.

Then I said to the dwarf, "Brother, do you usually get tired easily, especially sometimes after running violently, and your body is not energetic. ”

The dwarf's expression changed when he looked at me, and it gave me a strange feeling.

And among the natives, immediately a cross-eyed man came up to me and emphasized, "You are wrong, you are not an immortal!" ”

There was no change on my face, in fact, I had already chuckled in my heart, and my heart said that Lao Tzu was wrong?

But I took out the appearance of not admitting it, and asked him, "What's wrong with this great immortal?" ”

The cross-eyed grabbed the crotch of the dwarf man's pants and pulled the animal skin wrapped around the dwarf man's waist.

The dwarf was not wearing underwear either, and all of a sudden, his hiding place was completely exposed to us.

Cross-eyed pointed to the dwarf's stick and emphasized, "He's the biggest man we have here, how can he be tired when he's so powerful?" ”

I think of a saying, a big long leg, a small long stick. It seems right to say this in my heart, and it suits some people. In addition, I understand the meaning of this cross-eyed.

I said in my heart that he is a person, no wonder his eyes are crooked, it turns out that his brain is not very good, who said that a big stick is good for kidneys?

I ignored the cross-eye, and I also felt that if I had to fight with him, I couldn't understand it.

I only asked the dwarfs, "Do you have some weakness the next day after you usually do that?" top-heavy. ”

The question was a little sensitive, and under the gaze of all the natives, the short man stood on his feet. But his reaction is also an answer.

In this way, I broke through the heavens twice in a row, and these natives also regarded me as a great immortal.

They also knelt down and bowed to me. I didn't want to toss them, and I was anxious to get them to stand up, but they didn't listen to me at all, and some of them kowtowed.

During this period, the beard kept showing a thoughtful look. This caught my attention.

I secretly asked him, "What do you think?" ”

The beard said, "You say, the rod just now is considered big?" I'm not convinced, Lao Tzu's thing is definitely an upgraded version of him. ”

I wanted to pull my beard, but my heart said that he was pursuing this point, and in the end I also lost him, "What's the matter, you big immortal still want to take out that thing now and compare it with that short man?" ”

The beard shook his head repeatedly. And then, the natives took us into the village.

The Zhuang Tu people also pointed to the big black cauldron, let us enjoy a delicious meal together.

I knew it was human flesh, so I lost my appetite all of a sudden. Also, I'm a little hungry.

I lied that we were immortals, and for the sake of cultivation, we didn't eat meat, only vegetarians.

The Zhuangtu people immediately asked the others to prepare vegetarian dishes.

I was relieved and secretly happy that we had escaped the human flesh cannibalism, but I also wondered if the vegetarian food we ate in this primeval forest area was not all green food.

I was hopeful for the meal, but I overlooked one thing, these natives weren't very good at cooking.

They found a bunch of melons and fruits, plus a large pile of leaves, put them in another big black pot and pulled them a few times, and then put the "vegetables" in a stone plate and held them over.

Beard stared at these melons and fruits, and couldn't help but snort a few times. I know he's not satisfied, but I'm glaring at him again, so let's eat whatever it means.

Davara is not as picky as his beard.

Together with these natives, we had breakfast at the head of the village.

During this period, Hu Zi asked me if I wanted to inquire about the news of the Iron Donkey and the Gu King. I agree with it in my heart, but I also think that it is better to be steady, and it is better to ask after these indigenous people are familiar with each other.

When I was eating, I took out a flickering posture to brainwash them and make them worship us three foreign immortals even more.

After the meal, the Zhuangtu people also arranged a place for us to live, which is the largest thatched hut in the center of the village.

We were led by the Zhuangtu people and walked together into the village.

On the way, I looked at the grass huts I passed along the way, and I was supposed to look at them casually, but gradually, I noticed something very strange! (To be continued.) )