Sou! Sou! Sou! ――

As soon as the python moved, a gust of wind followed, but three sharp arrows suddenly shot directly in front of it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although it was a matter of electric flint and light, Yang Mucheng could still see that there was a faint green light shining on the arrow. Obviously, it was quenched with some kind of drug.

There is a large python on the side and a poisonous arrow in the front. Yang Mucheng didn't dare to move to the side at all, because the grass not far from his feet was obviously wilting, and it looked like the grass and trees had been moved by someone and then deliberately recovered. Not surprisingly, there must be a vicious trap pit there.

Surrounded on three sides, unless you retreat!

Yang Mucheng was in a near-Jedi danger, but he was not in danger. Not only did he not retreat, but he made even more surprising moves.

At this time, the python had already poked out the head of the snake that was one foot wide, and Yang Mucheng's right hand was almost in a strange place, and he actually grabbed the python's seven inches. In this way, not only did the python's attack fail, but the snake body was restrained and controlled by him.

Call! ――

In front of the three sharp arrows, Yang Mucheng suddenly grabbed the snake body with a slight strength, and his body flew into the air, but with the power of the snake body, he suddenly moved forward, and actually flew out of more than ten meters, and suddenly fell to a big tree in the distance. After landing on the ground, Yang Mucheng shook his right hand, and the python was immediately thrown by him and hit a big tree opposite.

The python was grabbed by Yang Mucheng and swung around like a swing, and now it was thrown to the tree again, and the snake's head was hit hard, and he fainted.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes! ――

Three sharp arrows shot at a big tree behind Yang Mucheng just standing, the arrow body entered the wood, and the tail feathers rattled!

"Oh roar! Oh roar! ――”

As soon as Yang Mucheng stood still, he heard a strange roar from the depths of the jungle. Then, the whole forest seemed to be lively in an instant, and all kinds of shouts rose one after another.

These shouts are obviously human voice roars, but because of the disturbance of human voices, the birds and beasts in the jungle are all moving, countless wild birds flutter and fly, and all kinds of big and small beasts look up to the sky and roar. Suddenly, the whole forest seemed to be fried, so lively.

"Irri-woo-lur, Gauge Maha!"

A strange man with a black body, wearing only a colorful cloth area that barely covers his body, a colorful pattern painted on his face, a strange headdress on his head, and a bone knife in his hand jumped between the tree bodies, and fell to a big tree a few meters in front of Yang Mucheng like an ape, looking directly at Yang Mucheng with hostility.

Behind him, other natives with bows and arrows and weapons of all kinds appeared, and at the same time, some snakes and other small beasts that seemed to be human also surrounded from the trees, or from the grass, and from the hollows of the trees.

"I know you understand English, and I want to see your wizard or chief."

Yang Mucheng raised his hands and signaled that he was fully cooperative.

"Roar! ――”

A thin native suddenly roared, wielding a spear made of unknown wood, and stabbed at Yang Mucheng.

The spear was half wood, and the other half was made of bones of unknown animals, and it looked like a seven-foot-long serrated knife. Look at the faint dark red on the spearhead, it is clearly bloodstained. Come to think of it, I don't know how many beasts or even people were injured on this spear.

"I have no intention of hurting you, get out of the way!"

Yang Mucheng looked at the Wu natives who flew over, his body shook, he leaned over to avoid the spear stabbed by the natives, swept his right leg, and then swung the spear that stabbed over, shook his toes, and lightly tapped the thin native's chest. The huge force suddenly knocked the natives of the Wu clan down and sat on the ground at once.

However, Yang Mucheng used extremely skillful force, and although the native was knocked down by him, he was not injured.

"Huh? Huh?! ――”

The other natives who were watching saw their fellow people being defeated, and they all raised their weapons in their hands.

"Awa Shoyi, Palishoi estimated."

The natives at the head spoke loudly at this time, and at once suppressed all the agitation.

"What are you looking for us wizards?"

When the forest was quiet, the natives spoke English. For their own people, they speak indigenous languages, and for Yang Mucheng he speaks English. Of course, because he speaks Aboriginal for a long time, his tongue is extremely unpleasant and sounds a little weird.

"If you look closely, you should understand that I am not a local, I am here because you are in trouble, and I want to help you reconcile."

Yang Mucheng explained to the natives led by him.

"Outsiders are often more evil than locals."

The leader of the natives snorted and said disdainfully: "If it were just our native people, where would we use muskets and cannons against our fellow people." The source of all sin is you outsiders. ”

"Ahh Ahh ――”

Hearing the words of the natives in the lead, the other natives in the onlookers shouted. Obviously, they are also extremely hostile to these outsiders.

Yang Mucheng looked at the passionate scene and sighed secretly. At this time, he is like the earthlings in the movie "Avatar", and these aborigines will always be an evil outsider when they see him.

"I can't explain anything, but I want you to believe me. Alternatively, you can inform your wizard, Chief, and if he refuses to see me, I'll leave now. ”

Yang Mucheng raised his hands and continued to express his sincerity.

"Oh, roar, roar, roar! - Oh, roar, roar, roar! ――”

A distant cry came from afar, and those shouts barely had a clear meaning, just a fluctuating throat syllable. At first glance, it sounds like a chaotic beast song, but if you listen carefully, it seems to be transmitting a certain message.

The natives all stood silent after hearing the distant shout, their faces solemn. When the shouting stopped, they looked at each other and stopped talking.

"We are willing to see you, but your hands will be tied and your hands will be covered, will you care?"

The head of the indigenous speaks.

"I do."

Yang Mucheng was determined to help Rosa and the Wu clan solve this matter, so he naturally did not hesitate to risk his life.

"Hamm, you go and tie his eyes and hands."

The leader of the natives pointed at Yang Mucheng with the bone stick in his hand and gave an order to a sturdy native.

"Yes, Suge Warrior."

The native, known as Hamm, agreed, directly ripped off two strips of cloth from the covering cloth on his body, jumped quickly, and fell from the tree in front of Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng smelled a strong smell of sweat, stench, and sourness on his body. Together, these smells are even more choking than the smell of livestock. However, Yang Mucheng didn't mind the performance at all, and even his eyebrows and eyes didn't change. With his hands behind his back, he closed his eyes and waited for Hamm to tie him up.

Hamm seemed to be used to doing such things, and his hands were extremely sharp, and with a few strokes, Yang Mucheng's eyes were tied, and his hands were behind his back.

During the whole process, Yang Mucheng looked calm, but in fact, he was fully guarded, carefully guarding Hamm's every move to prevent him from suddenly casting a killing move while tying himself up. On the other hand, it is to guard against the natives who are watching from suddenly attacking.

Fortunately, this time the natives were talking, and they just tied him up and didn't do anything else. Then, led by Hamm, Yang Mucheng began to follow towards the depths of the barren forest.

This way, I walked for half an hour. Of course, Yang Mucheng knew that there were four places where these natives were deliberately taking him around in circles, although his eyes were blindfolded, his sense of direction was extremely strong, plus he deliberately paid attention to every direction he walked, knowing that he had circled around a few big trees, and he also knew that he had walked around a waterhole twice.

The only thing that makes Yang Mucheng happy is that these natives did not use a plot on the way, if they deliberately set a trap or suddenly sharp arrows, Yang Mucheng will have a headache after all.

"Young man from the East, what are you looking for me?"

Half an hour later, Yang Mucheng was taken to a halt. From across from him, an old voice sounded. The voice is very rich, and when you hear it, you know that it has gone through countless years and vicissitudes. It is also very magnetic, making people feel strangely comfortable to listen to in the ears, just like we hear the kind elders comforting us at home.

"Thank you for the reception, I am an outsider, and because I owe a favor to my friend, I helped him deal with the affairs of this Marg Wasteland. I don't mean anything, I just want to talk to you about how to properly resolve this matter. ”

Yang Mucheng was blindfolded, not knowing what the old man opposite who was revered as the Great Witch looked like, but replied by feeling and voice.

"This is our home and we don't want to leave."

The Great Witch did not rush to answer Yang Mucheng's words, but was silent for a while, as if he had thought deeply for a while before speaking.

"Sticking to the land may reflect your homeland complex. However, you should know very well that with only the current strength, you can only fight against those ordinary police and black bodyguards, once this place is favored by the army and uses a large number of hot weapons, not only the barren forest will be destroyed, but the fire of the entire Wu clan will also be extinguished. ”

Yang Mucheng also pondered for a while, and then directly clicked on the stakes.

"Ahh Ahh ――”

"Ahh Ahh ――”

"Ahh Ahh ――”

As soon as Yang Mucheng's words fell, the quiet environment around him suddenly became agitated in an instant, but it was those African natives who all shouted loudly.

Their voices are angry, their voices are manic, and they are transmitting their protests to Yang Mucheng through their voices. This is their home, and they have the right to live.

"If we should get out of here, the gods will naturally give a decree. Or cut off the river, or have nothing to eat. However, now there is water and food, which means that the gods have no intention of letting us go. Since God won't let us go, there is no need for us to obey the will of man. And, even if it's like you said, a massive thermal weapon will be launched to wipe out our witches. The day it really happens, it is also God's will, and the witch clan is destined for this, and I won't be too obsessed. Because, that is the fate of the Wu clan. ”

The Great Witch waved his hand to stop the natives of the same clan from shouting, and spoke indifferently to Yang Mucheng. He spoke very slowly and loudly, but what he said was like a scripture, intriguing and reasonable.

"Roar, roar, roar! Roar, roar, roar! ――”

"Roar, roar, roar! Roar, roar, roar! ――”

"Roar, roar, roar! Roar, roar, roar! ――”

As soon as the Great Witch finished speaking, the other natives all shouted excitedly. It seems that they are not afraid of death at all, and completely respect the will of the great witch and God, stick to their homeland, and fight to the end. Even if one day he will die, he will face it calmly.

"The Wu clan has a history of hundreds or even thousands of years, and the reason is that it has learned to be flexible in the midst of repeated changes. Now, the whole world is changing, and it is important to stay true to our original home. However, it is equally important to protect the flame of the Wicans. Speaking of fate, I think this is the god of the Wu clan who is challenging the Wu clan of your generation to see if you can adapt to the new world. Let the Wu clan still be able to survive between heaven and earth after changing the heavens and the earth. ”

Yang Mucheng sighed and spoke seriously.

This time, none of the indigenous people of the Wu tribe shouted or protested. Because, this assumption put forward by Yang Mucheng is something they have not thought about at all. In their minds and in the world, all they have to do is to hold on to their homeland and fight against all foreign forces.

Now, when I heard Yang Mucheng's insights and the new interpretation of God's will, I was all stunned. Although they regarded Yang Mucheng as a heretic, his words were also heretical. However, if you think about it, there may not be a little bit of truth in it.

"What's your name, young man?"

After another moment of silence, the Great Witch spoke. Moreover, he directly diverted the topic and asked about Yang Mucheng's own affairs.

"My name is Yang Mucheng."

Yang Mucheng replied truthfully.

"Take his blindfold off. Untie the bindings on your hands. ”

The Great Witch spoke indifferently.

"Yes! Great Witch. ”

Someone agreed, and stepped forward to help Yang Mucheng untie the eye cloth. At the same time, the strip of cloth tied to his hand was also untied. (To be continued.) )