Because Yang Mucheng was a VIP, he was arranged to sit next to Da Wu. On www.biquge.info the other side of the pen "Fun" Pavilion is the little girl Ava, and next to Ava are Raymond and Razor.

In front of Da Wu and Yang Mucheng is a simple and retro table made of wooden planks. With the surrounding environment, Yang Mucheng only felt a little arrogant.

"Hello, Hello. Cable! ――”

Ava stood up at this point and spoke a few words out loud. When he landed, the originally noisy scene immediately became silent, and they all looked at the big witch in the right position and Yang Mucheng beside him.

"We Wu have existed in this world for more than a thousand years, and in this thousand years, we don't know how many life and death disasters we have experienced. But, with God's guidance and blessing, we have survived tenaciously time and time again. However, it must also be said that in order to survive, we paid a very heavy price, even in blood. Countless Wican warriors have given their lives to protect our lineage, giving everything to the great gods. We are eternally grateful to them. ”

The Great Witch sat at the table, spoke in a deep voice, and slowly told the story of the difficulty of the Wu clan that has been handed down for thousands of years.

"Ahh

"Ahh

The natives all screamed, but not with a fussy agitation, but with a shout of reverence and sorrow.

"Now, once again, the Witch Clan is facing danger and calamity. A few days ago, I seemed to see the whole barren forest stained with blood, ours, the enemy's, and the other innocent creatures in the barren forest. Seeing such a scene, I seemed to feel that the merciful gods were also weeping. In these days, I've been wondering how we can change that. Countless times, I have prayed to the gods of the heavens, hoping that he will show us the way and light the light for the peaceful existence of the Wu people. However, I prayed countless times, but I was never instructed. Just when I thought the gods had given up on us, a miracle happened. This magical boy from the East, who brought the will of God, helped us find a way for the witch clan to survive better without bloodshed. He is our nobleman, an angel of God. Therefore, we should give our distinguished guests a bowl of wine tonight. He will always be our true friend! ”

Da Wu's voice was slow and low, but it had a drum momentum that far exceeded that of an impassioned speech. As soon as his words fell, all the natives raised the bowls made of clay pots and gestured to Yang Mucheng together.

"Irhad, hey. Cable! ――”

The Great Witch also raised the bowl at this time and said a word in an indigenous voice.

"Lasso! ――”

All the natives cheered in unison, and then drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Lasso means long live, auspicious. The last words of the Great Witch are the meaning of the great god and long live the precious friend! ”

But it was Ava who saw Yang Mucheng holding the bowl there and was at a loss, so she whispered to explain.

"Thank you. Wiccan Lasso! ――”

Yang Mucheng raised a bowl to Ava, half English and half indigenous words to each other.

Ava looked at Yang Mucheng's honest and clumsy appearance, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and also drank the wine in the bowl.

After drinking the first bowl of wine, the Wu people around the bonfire began to sing and dance, with strange leather drums in their hands, and various musical instruments made of unknown trees or animal bones.

Under the moonlight, around the bonfire, a group of people who never compete for fame and fortune, only need to eat themselves every day, take care of the people of the same clan, sing and dance happily, how much leisure and freedom.

Looking at these people in front of him, Yang Mucheng seemed to feel that his soul was also being baptized and influenced.

Nowadays, people blindly pursue progress and development. But what was the original intention of our ancestors to let us progress and develop in the first place? Fight for fame and fortune? Intrigues? Definitely not.

Our ancestors must have lived in this land simply and happily like these Wu natives now, just like many years ago.

It's just that, for some reason, as the productive forces became stronger and stronger, various struggles began, kingdoms were established, hierarchies were established, bullying and suppression began, and then wars began.

The so-called civilization is sometimes more like a kind of contradictory self-punishment of man!

Drinking the sweet wine, Yang Mucheng felt as if he had entered the legendary Peach Blossom Land at this time. Even, he had the idea of getting drunk and never leaving the mountain again.

Of course, this kind of happy thing is unrealistic. Because, this place will soon be remodeled. Although the stipulated contract is written in three to five years, during this time, Yang Mucheng believes that Dawu will complete the peaceful relocation as soon as possible.

Since sooner or later you have to go, go early and adapt to the new environment. At the same time, it is also to prevent unnecessary trouble.

They are all leaving, how can Yang Mucheng stay here. The Peach Blossom Spring, after all, is just a legend. Born in the world, where can there be a pure land?

"Come on, come on, dance together!"

Just as Yang Mucheng was watching those natives singing and dancing and having fun, Ava suddenly walked up to him and stretched out her soft little hand to him.

"This ......"

Yang Mucheng looked at Ava's outstretched little hand, looked at her dress that could barely cover the important parts of her body, and her body full of vitality and youth, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He is strong, he is strong, and he has his first taste of the world. Although his concentration has always been extremely strong, there is sometimes almost no difference between man and animal when it comes to men and women. The stronger his concentration, the more it will be like a firmly suppressed spring, and when it rebounds one day, the strength will be even greater.

Of course, it's not that he's a particularly spring-minded person. It's that when he faces Ava, he doesn't know why, but he always arouses the most primitive desire for conquest in his body.

Ava's skin tone was clearly not in line with his aesthetics, but he himself didn't know why he had an almost uncontrollable urge whenever he saw Ava.

At the beginning, Yang Mucheng just wanted to look at him a few more times. But now that he has drunk wine, in this situation, seeing that some natives have begun to hug and kiss each other, Yang Mucheng feels that he can't hold it anymore.

He even feared that he would deliberately put his hand on Ava's body with the help of alcohol, and he was afraid that he would do something immoral.

He's not a gentleman, but he's not a mean villain either. He doesn't hesitate to do a lot of things that are not recognized, but he doesn't want to be sorry for a certain girl.

"Come on!"

Seeing Yang Mucheng stunned and hesitating, Ava frowned, and stamped her little foot to signal him to stand up quickly.

"Go ahead, kid. You are the guest of honor of the Wic, a messenger sent by the gods, and if you dance with them, they will be very happy. ”

Just when Yang Mucheng was still hesitating, the big witch next to him suddenly spoke.

"I can't dance."

Yang Mucheng shook his head and found a very lame reason.

"The Wicans don't dance, we're just following the rhythm of joy."

The Great Witch smiled and said: "In the Wu Clan, here, protecting the clan is the first place, and daily happiness is the second place. Now, there is no danger to the clan, and happiness comes first. So, you can do whatever you want here. Child, there are too many burdens in your heart, you don't need to make yourself so tired, be simpler and happier. God didn't bring us into this world to suffer unnecessary suffering. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Yang Mucheng listened to the words of Da Wu's persuasion, and then thought about his life experience, and suddenly felt that everything was a dream of Nan Ke. Before entering the barren forest, he was even planning how to establish a career foundation in Pengcheng, how to get rid of Xu Maosheng, and how to find out the news of the Ye family.

But looking at the present, are those grievances and grievances really that important compared to the happiness at this time? At least, it doesn't seem so important now.

"Thank you for your enlightenment."

Yang Mucheng nodded to the Great Witch, then got up and grabbed Ava's hand, and followed her into the crowd dancing around the campfire.

Seeing Yang Mucheng come in, those people kept handing over bowls of wine, and everyone was raising their glasses to Yang Mucheng. It can be seen that they don't actually want to fight with their lives and blood. Now, the tribe has developed peacefully and better, and these simple natives truly regard Yang Mucheng as a messenger of God.

Maybe the taste of the wine was too sweet, maybe the smell of the fireworks lit by the bonfire was a little smoky, maybe it was because this time was too depressing, Yang Mucheng twisted his body and drank with the rhythm of the Wu people, and suddenly felt a little drunk.

Growing so big, he barely felt drunk. But tonight, he suddenly felt a little drunk, so that his steps were a little staggering, and he couldn't stand steadily.

In the haze, Yang Mucheng felt a silky little hand holding him. Almost without thinking about it, Yang Mucheng pulled her and took her into his arms, holding her like a kitten and a puppy.

She didn't refuse, and looked up at him, her eyes full of twinkling stars, clean and beautiful.

Eve.

Yang Mucheng looked at her, looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly felt that this black pearl-like girl became more and more beautiful. Looking at the people who were already a little drunk, but were still partying, Yang Mucheng took advantage of the wine, slid with his big hands, and suddenly leaned into her poor grass skirt.

Phew! ――

Ava screamed like a little beast, and then lowered her head and leaned against Yang Mucheng's chest, and did not refuse.

Yang Mucheng looked left and right with his intoxicated eyes, the Great Witch didn't know when he left, and even Raymond and Razor were no longer there. Looking at Ava in his arms, Yang Mucheng suddenly had a particularly strong desire to conquer her. Moreover, I can't control it even if I want to.

"Follow me! ――”

Yang Mucheng suddenly picked up Ava, flashed quickly, and had already avoided the carnival people far away, and disappeared into the dark barren forest. (To be continued.) )