The natives continued to kill the pigs, and I held the skin, crouched next to them, and studied it alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It gives me the impression that this irregular black line is more like it was deliberately carved by someone, and by the way, I also thought of tattoos.

Tattoos are usually done with a needle dipped in ink, which pierces the pattern into the skin little by little. The black lines of this piece of pigskin are relatively rough, more like a blunt knife stained with ink, poked little by little.

I don't know which indigenous person had to tattoo a wild boar on a whim, or if there was something else in it? But in my heart, I prefer the latter, especially since these natives have a hard time surviving, and they have no reason to catch a wild boar and let it go without any appetite.

It didn't take long for the bearded man to come over, scratching his head as he went, and looking like he had just woken up.

Actually, he was originally here to join in the fun, but after seeing my actions, he suddenly refreshed himself and laughed.

He squatted down beside me, pointed at me and said, "Brother, I have heard the words of painting cakes to satisfy hunger, you have opened Lao Tzu's eyes today, are you holding pig skin to satisfy your hunger?" ”

I didn't have the heart to joke with him. I pointed to the black line again for him to see.

The beard blinked, and he thought simply, and told me that it was likely that this pig was not honest when he was alive, and he went to rub the trees, arch mud, or something, and was cut by something sharp and dirty. That's why there's this natural and weird black line.

Coincidentally, at this time, the aborigines began to pour pork into the pot, and as soon as the pork was mixed with boiling water, the smell of meat immediately wafted out.

The beard sniffed his nose and didn't talk to me anymore, he shouted, "The great immortal is here, don't rush to eat the meat first, wait for the old immortal to see if there is a problem with this pig." ”

He also actively went to the front of the big black cauldron. The natives took Beard's words very seriously, and immediately waited for the result with a serious face.

And I snorted at the back of my beard, and said in my heart that if this man wants to eat the first bite of pork, he will say it directly, why bother to talk about whether it is a fairy or not.

I studied the pigskin on my own, but there was only this black line on it, and I racked my brains to think about it, and I didn't get any news.

I had no choice but to put it aside, regardless of whether the lard was greasy or not, and picked it up.

A quarter of an hour later, the whole village was eating. We didn't have tables and chairs, so we gathered around the big black pot and ate together.

The natives of this village also gathered at this moment. I counted them, twenty-nine. I couldn't help but sigh, and said in my heart that they were indeed depressed.

Donna, of course, was there, holding a small piece of pork and eating it slowly, always looking at me secretly. Another interesting phenomenon is that those male natives peeked at Dona as if they were not doing anything during the meal.

I guess these guys are sexually interested in Dona, but Donna is only sexually interested in me. I didn't know what to say about it, and I deliberately ignored Dona to avoid embarrassment.

The meal was eaten quickly. After eating, it was dark. The three of us didn't have to clean up the mess, and we all left early.

Davara was silent all the way, and he also looked worried.

I asked her what she wanted, and she didn't answer. Actually, I was quite curious, and I said that she only showed up when she was just eating, and in the meantime, why did she go?

When we walked into the hut, Davara unexpectedly said to me and Beard, "You men are unreliable! ”

I was stunned for a moment, and Beard asked her, "Sisters, what do you say?" Who is not reliable. ”

Davara stared at me with a big thumb and said, "That ponytailed Donna must be watching you when you eat, are you having sex with her?" ”

The beard was thumbed up by Davar, and he also showed a look of understanding, pointed at me and booed a few times, and said, "Xiao Bo, you can do it, during the time I was ravaged by two fat people, you secretly came to an old cow to eat tender grass." Besides, how old is that child? What are you doing down your hands? ”

At the end of the beard, he stomped his feet, but if I want to say, his expression was clearly remorseful, and when he said this, it was obvious that he didn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour.

But I'm innocent with Donna, and since there's no stain, I'm certainly not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

I took a straightforward posture and explained it.

Davara looked skeptical as he watched my expression. The beard said it, but he didn't believe it at all.

Davara then reminded us both not to involve too much emotion during the task, otherwise it will be delayed.

My beard and I should have come down. But the beard is purely coping.

I'm eating and drinking enough, especially after a good night's sleep, and my energy is almost replenished. I pondered my next plan.

I'm thinking of Dona's sister, and that's where we should look into it right now.

I suggested to Davara and Beard that we should hurry up and not be late, so let's talk to Dona's sister.

Davara immediately agreed, and boasted that she was a master of clichés.

I actually have a concern, I don't want to meet Donna during the cliché. I thought about it and walked out of the hut.

Outside of our thatched hut, there is also a male aborigine, he must have been sent by Gesang Nyima to protect us, he was polite to me, called Daxian, Daxian, but his Chinese is not standard, I don't hear it, it's not Daxian but Dashoe.

I didn't care about it, so I called him over and asked him to bring Kelsang Nyima over.

He paid too much attention to my words, and immediately ran away, shouting at the top of his voice as he ran, "Chief, the big shoes have something to say......

I turned around and went back to the hut, and in less than a minute, Kelsang Nyima hurried into the house.

I saw that he was dressed in a messy hide, and vaguely, I saw that his crotch was bulging, and I guessed that he had just tried to add people to the village.

Without waiting for Kelsang Nyima to ask anything, I gave him a brief explanation, especially so that he would be sure to call Dona away for a meal, so that we could do our business.

Kelsang Nyima promised again and again that this was also an urgent child, so he turned around and walked out.

Beard suddenly interjected and shouted, "Nima, you wait, this great immortal also has instructions." ”

I heard Hu Zi call Kelsang Nyima like this, which was very awkward, and I said in my heart that this should be on the street in ordinary times, and he would be beaten if he didn't get it.

Of course, I didn't lose my beard in front of everyone. When Gesang Nyima stopped and looked at Beard, Beard smiled again, rubbed his hands and said, "Do you still need the Great Immortal Seed in your village?" ”

Kelsang Nyima nodded repeatedly. Beard asked Kelsang Nyima to bring the ugliest daughter in the village, and said that he would be gracious tonight and would give the ugly girl a chance.

Dawala's face sank when he heard this, and he began to mutter unreliable, unreliable. The beard turned a deaf ear to this.

After receiving the order, Kelsang Nyima left with a happy smile on his face.

I also think that the beard is too much, and my heart says that he is not a hooligan, what else can he be? Especially so unashamedly made hooliganism public.

But Hu Zi also has his reason, saying that he has a relationship with the woman here, that is your love and my willingness, isn't this much cleaner than those corrupt officials who shout honesty and honesty on their faces and secretly keep their mistresses in private?

We didn't take the beard much seriously, Davara was still rummaging through her backpack, and I didn't know what she was fiddling with so much enthusiasm.

Soon Kelsang Nyima came back and forth, poked his head in through the door of the house, and said to us, "Dona is gone, and a few great immortals can go to Dorjee." ”

I guess Dorjee is Sister Dona's name, and Davara and I got up. But the bearded man looked out of the door and asked Kelsang Nyima, "I said, Nima, what about women?" Why didn't you bring it? ”

Kelsang Nyima looked embarrassed and said that most of the women were busy, and a few were idle, because there was blood underneath, which was too dirty and not suitable for coming.

I guess this falling blood is what the eldest aunt meant, but I didn't expect the beard to hesitate, and then waved his hand and said, "It's okay to fall blood, the fairy family is not afraid of this thing." ”

Dawala's face sank, and he glared at his beard. And I couldn't stand the lust of the beard, so I forcibly dragged him away.

We went straight to the little broken hut, and when we came to the door, we didn't hesitate to sneak in.

I looked at the hut, which was of course incomparable to the one we lived in, with only an oil lamp lit and a straw mat in one corner, on which lay a native.

She wasn't ugly, but her hair was scattered and unrepaired, and she looked like a madman at first glance.

We had known that Dona's sister was a little nervous, but we didn't expect her to reach this level, especially since she even took a blind attitude towards the three of us outsiders, and stared at the roof with a pair of big godless eyes.

My beard and I were worried for a while, and we didn't know how to talk to a psychopath.

But Dawala didn't have any pressure, so he leaned next to Dorjee first, touched his pocket, and took out a few silver needles.

I recognized these silver needles and had the impression that they were used for acupuncture.

Davara held the lighter, roasting the silver needle, and said to the two of us, "You know? My technique in this set of words is very powerful, and in order to learn it, I have to ask a master to ......."

The beard coughed a few times, interrupting Davara's words. He asked again, "Sisters, do you want to be superior again?" What do you want this time? ”

I felt that the topic was too sensitive, so I waved my hand and asked the beard not to ask nonsense.

Davara didn't answer, but asked the two of us to come over and see what she was talking about.

She stabbed the roasted silver needles at the top of Dorjee's brain in turn.

I guess it hurts at the moment of stabbing, don't look at Dorjee's body all the time she doesn't move, but every time she it, she grins.

I also counted silently, Dawala's thumb was pricked with a total of nine needles, and finally at first glance, Dorjee's brain was like a hedgehog.

I watched Davara muttering something like a mantra. I couldn't help but ask, "Can you talk about it?" ”

Dawala shook her thumb and pointed at Dorjee and said, "When she closes her eyes slowly, so that she will enter a hypnotic state, we can ask." ”

Beard and I looked at each other, we didn't know much about hypnosis, but Beard nodded and said to me, "This might work." ”

Dawala glanced at his beard and said that maybe, this method is really good.

Then we waited patiently for a minute, and Dorjee gradually reacted, and she closed her eyes with a blank face.

Davara cleared her throat, ready to ask. But just when she called Dorjee's name, a terrifying scene appeared. (To be continued.) )