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It's important to have a good command of a foreign language. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info looked at the natives in front of him who were like the jade rabbit pounding medicine, lying on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, Bai Huang estimated that even if he said "The stinky boy's ass is quite upright", the other party would not hesitate to offer chrysanthemums. But the problem now is that the two sides simply can't communicate effectively. Even if he fools a fool...... Well, the means of dealing with people are very clever, and they are also powerful, and there is no place for talent. The only thing to be thankful for is that looking at the attitude of these people, it is almost like seeing the ancestors, very respectful. Forget it, take it one step at a time, blend into these people's tribes first, and see if there are any clues to the seed fragments. After making up his mind, Bai Huang waved his hand pretendly, pretending to greet Ah Jiu, and then sat up and gestured in the direction these people came from. But after seeing the druid's free movements, those guys who shouted and kept imitating kowtow insects kept trembling like chaff, and the expressions on their faces were even more adoring and awe-inspiring, as if they didn't even dare to breathe. Dizzy, I can't count on these people, I must be worshipping myself as some god. Vaguely guessing the reason, Bai Riguang thought about it and simply turned to the girl beside him. I have to say that people who have had intimate contact are also faster than ordinary relationships in understanding each other's minds Of course, Huanke and chicken are special circumstances, and the girl who is not in this list After staying for a while, she immediately ordered to the clansmen. And those people sneaked a look at Bai Huang and found that he didn't mean anything dissatisfied. Only then did he tremble and crawl back. After retreating a certain distance, he stood up respectfully, and then divided a team of people from the front and back, and carefully hugged Bai Huang in the middle. Bai Riguang looked at these goods and found that although they were all wearing shoes, after thinking about it, he still called the Indian girl and motioned for her to ride on Ah Jiu's back as well. Anyway, she is also dedicated to her first woman, so she can't be treated the same as these men. That's what the druid thought, but he obviously didn't understand. Even if it's Ah Jiu. In the eyes of the other party, it is also a holy object that must not be desecrated, so the girl's first reaction is not to be happy, but to panic. This reaction fell in Bai Huang's eyes, and it took a long time to react. The girl may have been frightened. Dizzy. When you ride on yourself. Why don't you be afraid. The druid, who vaguely guessed some reasons, was suddenly speechless, and immediately played a macho dictatorial style. Directly reached out and hooked the chick over, and then put it in front of him. "Ahh In all languages, onomatopoeia and mood particles are common, so Bai Huang understands all the screams of this Indian girl. But now I don't understand what the other party is saying, it doesn't matter at all, just be happy. Especially the wild girl who was originally like a little female leopard in the jungle, after experiencing the initial panic, soon snuggled up to her chest with obsessive eyes, this sense of conquest is extremely satisfying for any man. And the Indian men in the future, after seeing the girl being pulled on the back of the giant wolf by Bai Huang, all showed undisguised surprise and excitement, as well as a lot of envy. Looking at the red-eyed appearance of the leader, it is estimated that he is regretting why he is not a woman, and he may be able to replace the girl at this time. Even the guy who was quite heroic at the beginning, who was obviously jealous and tasteful before, has now completely transformed into an honest posture, and there is no thought at all. …… Under the leadership of this group of aliens, Bai Huang rode on Ah Jiu's back with the girl in his arms, and after passing through a dense North American broad-leaved forest, he soon came to the other party's tribal gathering place. Although the druids have also seen the appearance of the Indian tribes from some documentaries, those are only fleeting, fleeting, and there is no all-round visual introduction. However, what appeared in front of him at this moment was a completely real Indian settlement, and just the first impression that caught his eye in an instant made Bai Huang feel the true nature of the wild, as well as the distance and desolation. He thought of a fable of the Alberta Indians that Professor Camoyer had translated for him. What is life? It's the glow of a firefly in the night, the white mist of a winter bison, the shadow of a reindeer and a birch that runs through the grass and the forest, and disappears as you lie down. The mixed forests of deciduous and coniferous forests have been artificially reclaimed as a large glade, and in the center of a wooden platform, which is obviously not a dwelling, stands a little shorter than a telephone pole, but a much thicker round of log carvings. There are countless patterns like primitive murals painted on it, and the lines carved out are concise and vivid, and Bai Huang can vaguely see the image of a human face and a falcon, and the others cannot be distinguished. With this carved totem pole as the center, there are about thirty or forty tents of all sizes scattered across the clearing, all of which are sewn from animal skins and birch bark. The white birch bark and various shades of black and brown make the tents particularly vibrant, and some of the tents even have extreme blooms on the bark. Bai Huang knew that this kind of tent, in many different Indian language families, has a common name tipi. When the team returned to the tribe, it was just in time for the entire tribe to cook dinner. The druid saw a woman with a bun of sheep's horns cooking outside a tent, and she broke two handfuls of myrrh pine branches, crossed the branches into the soil, pulled up a large handful of moss-mixed earth and poured it on it, and then set up the real fuel dead branches, and finally sat down on the branches of a small aluminum pot. The original flavor is slightly stronger, but Bai Huang likes it very much. But this day-to-day calm did not last long, and was broken by the leading man in the prime of life. After a cry that sounded like a ghost scream to the druid, an old woman, a middle-aged woman, and a little girl were cooking. All of them looked up in a daze. Many of the tents were filled with people, mostly elderly men, but also a few ignorant children, and the reactions of these people varied. After seeing Bai Huang and the white wolf under his buttocks, which was one size bigger than the largest jaguar, the elderly people, especially the tribal men, all widened their eyes in disbelief. And the children and teenagers have an extra kind of surprise in addition to fear. However, as the leading man kept repeating the shout, his voice was impassioned. The whole person is dancing like a god. Those who were shocked, frightened, stunned, curious. It all turned into one expression. That's unbelievable. Everyone looked at each other with blank expressions. It's as if a sorcerer has cast a crowd petrification spell. After a few moments, someone was the first to come to their senses. However, this sober guy reacted even more than just now. Fervor and awe crept up on his face at the same time, and then he was seen kneeling to the ground with a reverent face, and began to chant words from his mouth. With the first, there is immediately a second, a third...... In the blink of an eye, almost all the Indians were on their knees in worship. Some children have not yet figured out the situation, and they are immediately dragged or pressed by their parents, and they also worship on the ground. Yo, what is this, is there the highest level of the god stick? Although language cannot communicate, but body movements, as well as facial expressions, these things are common to all mankind, after seeing the performance of these Indians in front of him, Bai Huang knew that his identity as a god was estimated to have been completely confirmed. But this feeling of being worshiped by others is refreshing, but it is not conducive to carrying out an investigation. Alas, let's talk about it for two days, and when we are sure that the seed fragments are not here, we will find an opportunity to secretly turn into a big bird and fly away. After secretly making up his mind, the druid threw all other thoughts behind his head and concentrated on the promising job of the great god. In the middle of the crowd of worshippers, in the middle of the tent, came a man who was covered with bird feathers and could barely see his clothes. Bai Huang's gaze fell on the other party, but he couldn't tell his age, because although the faces of Indian men were more similar to those of East Asians, in these isolated tribes, because of the perennial wind and sleep, after a certain age, they all looked weathered, and it was impossible to tell whether they were forty or sixty years old. But this man must have a lot of status. Because everyone knelt on the ground, only he, although his head was almost buried in his stomach, he finally stood up. After the man came out, Bai Riguang felt the girl in his arms also move slightly, but soon quieted down again. Is it because of the other party's status, or is the two people related by blood? It won't be your own cheap old Tarzan, right? After getting close to the man in front of him, Bai Huang's chaotic thoughts turned into a little surprise, because although this guy looked weather-beaten, the spirit of the whole person seemed to have just swallowed a shakespear* pill, and he was extremely strong. Coupled with this person's obviously gorgeous appearance, as well as the momentum inadvertently revealed, people can see at a glance his long-standing identity. Needless to say, either a tribal chieftain or a high priest and a great witch doctor. Combined with the other party's untimely bird feathers, Bai Huang judged that it was more likely that it should be a priest or a witch doctor. "O noble god Nayenezgani, Mosa tribe of Umatila, welcome to your will." The birdman stepped in front of Bai Huang with cautious and respectful steps, and after slowly making a strange etiquette, he knelt in front of Bai Huang like everyone else. However, the others were all throwing themselves to the ground, and this man's hands were still in the strange position they had been before. It is estimated that people of different identities and statuses have different etiquette. Bai Huang thought about it and felt that the situation was already like this, so it would be better to pretend to be like some by himself. As a result, the spiritual radiation was like a huge source of radiation, and the will of the druids spread in all directions with infinite natural power. All the hounds in the tribe began to respond, and the first time they were not restrained rushed to both sides of Bai Huang, and those who were tied to the stump were like suddenly taking a strong pill, and they broke free from the hemp rope one after another, and they also converged. It's just that after arriving at Bai Huang's side, these originally crazy animals. But all of them knelt on the ground with their forelimbs, and none of them dared to move arbitrarily. Then there were the surrounding trees, which were clearly windless, but there were one rattling and rattling after another, as if at this moment, the forest came to life. And the stunned Indians clearly found that the circle of trees surrounding the tribe was a seedling with tender branches. Or a towering tree that has already taken shape. They all bent their trunks toward the center of the camp, as if they were bowing down to the man in the middle. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's hearts were swaying and they couldn't help themselves in shock, Bai Huang summoned the big quail from afar. didn't let the other party show up. Rather, it activates the abilities of natural nature. I saw a firefly. Suddenly appeared in his raised right hand, and the firefly soon turned into a star, and then the star turned into a bright moon. The bright and dreamy light that no one could look at directly appeared from Bai Huang's hand like a miracle. Seeing all this happening around him, there was no other explanation than miracles, and the big witch doctor of the birdman was finally moved. Although he put on a respectful appearance at first, he was much more wary of this kind of "miracle" because there was once a white young man who disguised himself as a tribal god and engaged in despicable acts. In fact, in most religious beliefs, the clergy are either the most devout believers or outright liars. Even if they can't be described as liars, at least they themselves don't quite believe that gods really exist. Of course, this kind of clergy who do not believe in the existence of gods also have some beliefs of their own, which is very contradictory to say, but it is an objective phenomenon that really exists. In the Indian tribes, the vast majority of the great witch doctors and high priests believed in the existence of gods, but some only believed in the tribal beliefs. The great witch doctor of the Umatilla tribe is almost the latter. But after seeing the situation that suddenly appeared around him, he couldn't help but doubt whether his previous opinion was right or wrong. If there is no real god, what is the matter with these scenes that appear in front of your eyes? In sincere fear, the concept of the first half of the great witch doctor's life was all overturned, and there was only endless awe left on his stunned cheeks. Finding that this group of "primitives" had been shocked, Bai Huang smiled faintly, and then waved his hand. I saw that on a small hillside not far from the camp, countless vines and shrubs were growing wildly, and soon a green house appeared. It was a temporary home he had prepared for himself, and although it would have been better to have a house next to the tribal altar, the druid gave up on the idea of soundproofing. Where to live or not? As a modern person, ** is the first thing to consider, and when you can't →→ with the Indian beauty, you have to let people listen to the corner. Just as he was about to wave his hand and let these people disperse, Bai Riguang suddenly thought about his stay again. So he pointed his index finger at the perimeter of the altar a few times, and soon six small green saplings broke through the ground around the altar. Bai Huang stepped forward and carved three suns on the three saplings on the left, and three moons on the three saplings on the right, which meant that he would only stay in the tribe for three days, anyway, regardless of whether these Indians understood it or not, he himself understood. Then he patted Ah Jiu on the shoulder, and let the ridiculously big white wolf carry himself and the Indian chick straight to the treehouse on the hillside. On the first day of meeting, it is necessary to remain mysterious and majestic. Seeing his daughter being brought into the treehouse by Bai Huang, the tribal witch doctor behind him was not only furious, but relieved. After breathing a sigh of relief, the blockade in my heart was gone, and then I was born with endless excitement and surprise, like a human trafficker who sold the "goods" for a good price. It is a great thing that the avatar of the great god Nayenezgani has descended on his tribe. Since the whites outside carved out the reservation and divided the entire Umatilla tribe into a dozen or so smaller tribes, the Umatilla have not been able to integrate together. And this time the avatar of the god came, does it mean that the Mosa clan can take this opportunity to reunite the Umatilla tribe? As for her daughter being favored by the gods, that is her fate and her luck, and the great witch doctor doesn't know how to describe her current mood. Can a daughter have the opportunity to serve the gods? If the patriarchs or priests of other tribes found out, those people would be jealous and go crazy, right? On that night, almost all the adults of the Mosa clan of the Umatilla tribe tossed and turned, except for the little children who had no memory in their hearts. And Bai Huang hugged the fragrant Indian beauty, but he had a good night's sleep. The next day, early in the morning, there were people kneeling and waiting outside the vine bush hut, holding the freshest berries and the best bacon. Rub, the emperor is almost like this, right? Except for the natural place to live, everything else is almost the same. After enjoying the delicious breakfast, Bai Huang walked out of the hut refreshed, followed by a girl who was about to be brainwashed by him and turned into his brain-dead follower. After coming to the tribe, it seemed that the birdman was going to hold some grand ceremony, but this idea was ruthlessly stifled by the druid. After inviting the little beauty to give her a comparison, the other party finally understood what he meant, and I wanted to go deep into the masses to see how everyone usually lives. So Bai Huang really saw a different life of the Indians. Every small individual family, with men in the prime of life, made a canoe with a frame made of birch branches, which was very dexterous and lightweight, and wrapped in birch bark and animal skins on the outside. When they go out hunting in groups, they take a canoe with each other to shuttle through the highland streams, and when there is no water, they also dig some trails to carry the canoes early. Once at the hunting grounds, experienced old men began to lay lassoes or dig traps to deal with pheasants, rabbits, beavers, and mink. Others, young and middle-aged, able-bodied, carry shotguns and hunt large animals. Bai Huang felt that if he was single, he would definitely not leave. (To be continued......) rt

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