Chapter 198: Where the Guest Comes From (Part II)

"Your road is not very well built. Richard stood shoulder to shoulder with Senid, pointing with a stick of straw in his mouth, "You should cut down the tree and get some asphalt mats." You can also use lime to draw a few arrows on it to indicate the direction, which is the case in my hometown. ”

Once again, the earthwalkers were blocked, and no matter how pruned, the gap between the two trees was not large enough for them to pass through, and the brutes and centaurs gathered together and were arguing about which one to cut down. Looking at that, it will be difficult to make substantial progress for a while.

"Normally we don't walk much, but we mostly jump with the help of rattans, which is much faster. Senid pointed upward.

Richard looked up and saw that the tall trees were clinging to the vines, hanging naturally from the branches like noodles, weaving a net that covered the entire forest. Some of the old vines in the forest are even thigh-thick, and they are difficult to distinguish from each other when mixed with the trunks.

"That's not bad. His eyes lit up, and he was a little envious. That feeling of being free and uninhibited has always been what he is pursuing.

But envy is useless, you can't learn at all. The iron armor on his body alone has already made the weight of the people in Gaoshan Fort comparable to that of a weighing stone. Moreover, these arbors generally have more than a dozen blades, and if one accidentally falls, it is even saved to dig a pit and burn it - you can directly smash one out by yourself.

"In fact, every year, people fall to their deaths, and the elders now advocate walking more and hanging vines. ”

"Is your tribe still far away?" asked the lord, feigning disbelief.

The simple Senid obviously didn't realize that someone was taking the opportunity to get information, and replied very cheerfully: "It's not far, and there are more than a thousand wrists at most if you walk." ”

Richard pursed his lips secretly.

The Wild Spirit race is obviously a weird guy, not only does it speak with a very retro accent, but the "wrist ruler" is also a unit of length that was abandoned many years ago, as the name suggests, about the distance from the finger to the elbow - but by the standards of Titans, it is about equal to about five blades now.

The lord calculated in his heart, it must be more than ten miles away, and if it goes well, it will naturally be very fast. But with the speed at which they are walking and stopping now, it would be good to be able to get there before sunset.

"The closer you get to the tribe, the better, and you'll be up and running in no time. Senid seemed to see his concern, and took the initiative to speak.

"Let's talk about wild spirits, I'm going to your tribe soon, I don't know what wild spirits are. Richard handed him a steel cross-sword that he had bought in the system, "A little gift, take it, or you won't give me face." ”

"The wild spirit is the spirit of the beast, the condensation of the spirit of the beast, the wildest creature in heaven and earth. Speaking of this, Senid immediately puffed up his chest, and a proud smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "And our Tiger Spirit people, even among the wild spirits, are the wildest and most unrestrained one!"

It was obvious that he didn't want to accept gifts from outsiders easily, but for a forest ranger who couldn't muster two pounds of metal, a high-quality steel weapon undoubtedly had a fatal attraction, and he finally accepted it with a blushing face.

"It's too precious. He stumbled as he spoke, but his grip on the hilt of the sword never relaxed, and he was stunned by the award.

"How many wild spirits are there?" asked Richard as soon as the iron was hot.

"In the beginning there were twelve species, rats, oxen, tigers, rabbits, dragons, snakes, horses, sheep, monkeys, chickens, dogs, and pigs. Senid, who was short-handed and carrying a steel sword, explained more and more enthusiastically. Even though the queue had started moving again, they still chattered with Richard: "In addition, we believe that there was once a cat clan that taught ancestors who could not climb trees how to climb trees, only to be replaced by rats. However, this statement is only circulated among the Tiger Spirit clan, and the other wild spirits don't believe it, because no one has seen it. ”

"Oh. Richard's face was indescribably strange, and these things always made him feel a kind of plausible familiarity, "The disciples of the church starved the master to death, right?"

"Then I don't know. Senid looked a little embarrassed.

After all, if the story is true, the tiger spirit is obviously the apprentice who was taught, playing a dishonorable role.

"Tell me about this place again. Richard tried not to ask too many and too deep questions on the same topic at once, so as not to arouse the other party's vigilance.

"This place is called the Twilight Forest, and it has a radius of nearly 20,000 wrists, which is very vast. It is inhabited by more than 30,000 tiger spirits, as well as giants. Senid said as he opened his bow with an arrow, and he didn't see how he took aim, and with a "boom", a tree frog the size of a leather ball fell from the tree not far away, which he picked up and carried around his waist.

"Archery is not bad. ”

"I can tell that those centaurs are also very good at archery. Senid rubbed the blood on the arrow with the leaf and put it back in his bag, "And at first glance they look too much like the Horse Clan's wild spirits, which startles me, knowing that the Horse Clan line has long been extinct. ”

"What about the other wild spirits, apart from your tiger spirits, is there still a bloodline continuation?"

Senid's answer is very meaningful and secretive: "Then we have to see how 'being' is defined." ”

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The settlement of the Tiger Spirit people is located in a vast plain area,

Behind it is a semi-circular mountain embrace, with a clear river meandering in front, a standard pattern of mountains and rivers.

Here, the various species commonly found in the forest have disappeared, and only the sparse oak remains. The ground is covered with colorful wildflowers and dense blanket lawns, covering every corner as far as the eye can see, and it is unrealistically beautiful in the sun.

After losing competitors, these oaks grew very freely, and the thickest ones were hugged by four or five people, but they were crooked and twisted.

The Tiger Spirit Tribe is not under the tree, but on the tree.

Richard was amazed to see that they had bent their branches and trunks on the crooked but leafy trees to form wooden huts that sheltered them from the wind and rain, and were connected to each other by soft bridges woven with rattan to form a settlement large enough to hold thousands of people.

The arrival of a large group of strangers brought a little commotion to the peaceful tribe. Soon, more than a dozen tiger spirit guards armed with spears rushed over with vine jumps.

They were visibly nervous in the face of the heavily armed people of the mountain fort. Fortunately, Senid was there, and after a few whispered words, the guards quickly turned away, and quickly climbed the oak tree and ran along the vine bridge into the distance.

"I have to inform you first, the elders need time to prepare before they can receive guests. Senid explained.

"You don't have a low status in your tribe. Richard laughed and patted Senid on the shoulder.

"How do you see that?" the latter's response was also equivalent to an affirmative.

"None of those guards are as bold as you, and the paint is not as fancy as yours. The lord pursed his lips. In fact, there was another one that he was embarrassed to say - he thought that Senid's two copper knives were garbage, but it turned out that it seemed to be a luxury for wild spirits, at least the guards were not equipped with copper weapons.

"I am the second warrior of the tribe. Senid said.

"Oh," Richard nodded.

Generally speaking, the main position often belongs to the old man with outstanding achievements, while the capable young and strong faction can only be relegated to the deputy position. It seems that this is a common disease of intelligent life, and neither humans nor wild spirits are exempt from vulgarity.