Ah Fu didn't care about it at all, just screamed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ah Kang was also anxious, and stepped forward and kicked Ah Fu: "You are my enemies, why did you kill my Abba back then." ”

Ah Fu glanced at him coldly, but did not speak.

Ah Kang grabbed the collar of his clothes: "You speak, why did you kill my father." ”

Ah Kang thought of his Abba being a guide but died innocently and tragically, and he couldn't control himself from punching and kicking Ah Fu in excitement. Hans hurriedly pulled Akon away, and finally caught him alive, he was afraid that he would be killed.

Everyone escorted Ah Fu to continue on the road.

Su San asked the Gabala in the backpack in a low voice: "Do you see it?" The young man claimed to be a descendant of the Protoss. ”

There was no sound in the backpack.

Gabala was silent.

Su San thought to himself that it seemed that the matter was very serious, and Gabala did not want to betray his people.

After a while, Xiao Cui's voice sounded, and she muttered something to Gabala.

"That guy doesn't look like us."

After holding it for a long time, Gabala came to say this.

In the past, Gabara said that the people of the Protoss were blonde and blue-eyed, and Hans also said that the legendary Protoss were purely Aryan descendants. But Ah Fu looks like an ordinary Chinese. According to Su San's understanding, if the gods are really the descendants of merchants, they should be Chinese, from the current archaeological discoveries have not found any relationship between merchants and Aryans, from the comprehensive intelligence, Su San deduced that this so-called god race, in fact, no matter what race, but a group of porphyria patients, their original source is the upper class of merchants after the destruction of the country, as generations of inherited porphyria patients, they went all the way west after the fall of the dynasty, exiled to Xikang and Tibet, with the flow of time, Gradually, the descendants of the so-called pure-blooded Aryans from Atlantis were absorbed, and finally such a complex group was formed, and they called themselves the gods and said that they were the symbols of the gods on earth. In fact, God is just a quick transliteration of the word merchant.

Su San had a judgment on these people in his heart, and decided that they would not have much magical power, but they had been a cannibal tribe for a long time, which made the people around him fearful.

Cannibalism is the main source of hemoglobin on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also for deterrence.

The history of cannibalism of human beings began in primitive society, and the era was mainly to make up for the lack of food, and with the development of the times, human beings gradually had civilization and ethics, and cannibalism, no matter what form of cannibalism was despised by people, which was contrary to social order and good customs.

It is precisely because of this that the upper class of businessmen will become the target of public criticism.

Eating people, eating neighbors, and feeding on neighbors eventually led to the fall of the Shang Dynasty. The Shang Dynasty perished, the tradition of cannibalism, the tradition of human animals did not disappear, a piece of Chinese history, carefully consulted, every era has a story of cannibalism and legends of cannibalism.

In a Water Margin, the heroes of Liangshan Bo hung the banner of doing the right thing for the sky, but several people were suspected of eating people, and they used their hearts and livers to make sobering soup at will.

Thinking of this, Su San couldn't help but sigh.

Luo Yin walked forward with Ah Fu, and when he heard Su San sighing, he asked in a low voice what was wrong.

Su San smiled bitterly: "I finally understand that "Diary of a Madman" talks about cannibalism, not only ideological harm, but also cannibalism in history." ”

"Yes, it's delicious, it's sweet." Without waiting for Luo Yin to answer, Ah Fu preemptively smiled and licked his lips.

Hans slapped him on the head hard: "Be honest, you Satan. ”

Ah Fu smiled and didn't care.

Luo Yin stared at Ah Fu's back, his eyebrows twisted into a pimple.

Ah Fu still looks indifferent when he falls into their hands, is he deliberately pretending or is he really fearless?

Thinking of this, Luo Yin shouted to Ah Kang and waved him over.

Ah Kang came over, Luo Yin explained his concerns to him, Ah Kang thought for a while and said, "Then let's change the song route, I know that there is a road, and few guides know, which one do we take?" ”

Ah Kang and Luo Yin were muttering on one side, Ah Fu looked over to hear what they had to say, and Hans pulled Ah Fu over and walked to the other side.

At this time, the sun is very strong, and the surrounding light is dazzling under the reflection of the snow.

Because he was angry, no one gave Ah Fu a head and face, and along the way, his head quickly swollen and appeared black and red, like a persimmon dried by the sun.

Ah Fu Chen Zhen Luo Yin and Ah Kang talked, and Su San wandered in all directions, asking Hans to help him cover his head and face.

After all, Hans is also a porphyria patient, and he compares his heart to his heart, and when he is soft-hearted, he sighs and ties the scarf around Ah Fu's neck to his face to block the bright sunlight at this time.

With their heads and faces wrapped here, Ah Fu noticed that they seemed to have changed the direction of their travel.

Ah Fu shouted, "Hey, aren't you going up the mountain? Where is this heading? ”

No one answered him, and Ah Kang listened to his chatter, and hit a snow ball back: "Bastard, shut up." ”

Ah Fu closed his mouth and looked at Su San who had been walking behind, as if he was muttering to someone.

He held his breath and condensed, hearing that Su San seemed to be asking someone a question, Ah Fu was shocked, looked around, and didn't find anyone around Su San.

What is she talking about? Seeing this road and the road that he was getting more and more familiar with, Ah Fu began to panic in his heart, but he still had to pretend that nothing happened, but the eyes that were rolling around had already betrayed his heart.

Luo Yin saw Ah Fu's performance in his eyes, and saw that his face was becoming more and more solemn, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

After walking like this for a long time, in the evening, Ah Kang led the group to find a sheltered place and planned to set up camp here.

Everyone walked to the bottom of a cliff with one foot deep and one foot shallow. There was probably an avalanche near this cliff, the original color of the cliff was exposed, and the snow around it was a little thick, so the environment seemed safe after all, at least there was no need to worry about avalanches again. Ah Kang and everyone planned to build a sheltered house with snow, and everyone's eyes were on the thick snowfield.

Akon walked over first, patting the snow a little bit, and Hans and Luo Yin also piled up the snow, and the side piles were slapped and tamped.

After being busy like this for a while, the sky gradually darkened, and Ah Kang used it to find some dead branches nearby and lit a fire with flint.

The snow-capped mountains are not as humid as everyone thought before, but because all the water vapor is condensed into snow, the air is clear, the dead branches and leaves are very dry, and the fire is very smooth, and the red flames are jumping, which is particularly eye-catching in this snow-capped mountain.

Everyone was busy baking the fire, and no one noticed the twinkle in someone's eyes not far away.

Gabala didn't speak for a long time, no matter how Su San asked, he didn't want to speak.

Cui explained that it was because Gabala had thought of many things his parents had told him and was already frightened by the stories of his own tribe.

Su San was thinking about whether this was Gabala's excuse, and suddenly felt that something was wrong there, and someone seemed to be staring at him in the dark. ‘

When she looked back, she didn't find anyone, just the smell of blood.

Su San looked at Ah Fu, whose head and face were hidden under the scarf, and he couldn't see his expression at all, and he didn't know what he was thinking with his back to the fire.

At this moment, there was a sudden crackling sound, which was the sound of a dead branch being trampled off.

Hans and Luo Yin stood up with the pistols at their waists: "Who?" Come out? ”

"Mr. Luo?"

A familiar voice came, Su San stared at the man who came from the darkness, it was Wangdui, Wangdui who had been missing for a day and a night.

But...... Is he really Wangdui?

Su San couldn't believe the scene in front of him.