The old wizard of the Zulu tribe has been very beautiful these days, taking advantage of the landlord, and has really made a group of friends from all over the world. In addition, Mr. President promised a lot of conditions behind his back, so those tribes also said that they would definitely support the old wizard to become the wizard king.

In fact, many of the natives' demands are very simple, as long as they are given cattle and sheep, they are very satisfied. Where a few cows can marry a wife, cattle and sheep are definitely hard currency.

Because of this, the old wizard who is leading the dance on the stage at the moment also seems to be extremely hard. And the warriors under his command are also more powerful, all of them are majestic and majestic, and their bodies are vigorous, showing the power and beauty of the war dance.

But as they were jumping, several warriors from the south who were near the edge of the platform suddenly stumbled and sat down on the ground, and looked at their appearance, trying to raise their eyelids, and seemed to be very sleepy.

This situation is absolutely impossible, you know, the war dance is the most agitated, if you can still sleep in this atmosphere, it is definitely a god.

Could it be that someone is making trouble? The old wizard hurriedly went up to check, he still knew a lot about witchcraft, and various methods emerged one after another. Some people may be jealous when they see him in the limelight.

Just ten meters away from the stage, the little wizard Kaka shook his head at the fat wizard, signaling that he had done his best, the sound of the drum greatly interfered with his ringing, and it was not easy to put down three or five big men.

The fat man who taught bad children patted him on the shoulder: "Leave the rest to my brother!" ”

So the purple qi stretched out, divided into more than a dozen strands, covered more than a dozen strong men, and then played a lullaby silently. His sound waves act directly into the human ear, so they are minimally disturbed by the drum beat. Soon. The strong man dancing on the stage fell a little more. Straight to sleep.

Dance and sleep well. This is simply a great irony, I fell asleep before I went to the battlefield, and if I really went to war, I could still win the war?

At this time, even Zu President Ma couldn't sit still, and the Zulu King beside him also stood up, screamed in his mouth, and began to scold.

The old wizard on the stage was anxious and angry, and he tried to wake up the sleeping people, whether it was pinching or kicking. These people were still snoring. Now, the old wizard can be sure that they must have been cast some kind of witchcraft.

Who is it - the old wizard's angry eyes searched the audience, densely packed with brains that stretched their necks to look at the excitement, but the old wizard's eyes were indeed poisonous enough, and soon found a fat man shaking his head in the crowd, who made his face the most fancy?

Moreover, Kaka, who was next to the fat man, was still giving him a thumbs up. To say that Kaka really admires this fat wizard brother now, he paid attention to it just now, and the people stood there with their arms in their arms and didn't move. put down dozens of big men on the stage, this ability. He's ashamed of himself anyway.

It was the fat wizard of the King Kong tribe - the old wizard had a conclusion in his heart, but this was also the opportunity for him to show his skills, I saw him dance with his head disheveled, and his mouth made a very rhythmic ho-ho sound, jumped next to those people who were sleeping, and poked his finger on the other man's chest, and the big men stood up in a daze, and began to stagger and dance.

Although it was a little weak at first, it soon regained its vigor, and it was even crazier than at the beginning.

"Good!" King Zulu's face finally turned cloudy and clear, and the Great Wizard lived up to his expectations.

The cheers from the audience also rang out, only Brother Badou frowned there, just now he looked carefully, the old wizard used his sharp nails to cut the flesh of those sleeping men, maybe the nails contained some kind of special medicine, these people were strongly stimulated, and even their physical potential was stimulated. Although they are dancing happily now, after stepping down, they are afraid that they will be seriously ill.

It seems that this witchcraft is also used in different ways, just like the sword, good is good, and evil is evil.

After figuring out this truth, Brother Badou also secretly warned in his heart: In the future, you must not be arrogant in your skills, if you don't do it, it will harm others and yourself.

Pulling Kaka back to the original place, the war dance on the stage was also nearing the end, in the earth-shattering roar of the big men, the drums and dances in unison, and then, President Zuma ascended to the middle stage, raised his hands high, to meet the cheers of the audience. The fat man also slapped hard, after all, people are good and good to drink these days, and they have to be cheered on.

In view of the generally low level of literacy of the indigenous people, Mr. Zuma did not go into a long speech, and after a brief speech, he officially opened the conference.

According to the statutes of the conference, it is roughly divided into two stages: first, free performances, and those who intend to compete for the throne of the wizard king can perform on stage. Even if you have no intention of competing, then you can show the most distinctive programs of your clan and perform on stage. This part, to put it bluntly, is to create a stage for everyone to show, focusing on performance.

The second stage is the real competition and duel between wizards, which is more practical. Of course, the competition between wizards cannot be a fist and a kick between the two of them, and it can be solved in their own wizard way. Or medicine, or saving people, or taming animals, or chanting mantras, and so on.

Don't see that there are more than 1,000 tribal wizards present, but those who really want to compete for the wizard king are afraid that there are not even 100 people. The natives are also self-aware, and those tribal wizards who usually have no skills and only rely on pretending to be ghosts are naturally unwilling to embarrass themselves in public.

The more such tribes, the more important they are to perform in the first stage, because this is the opportunity to show their tribal style. So when Mr. Zuma announced the official opening of the convention, many clans were clamoring and rushing to take the stage.

Hundreds of tribal chiefs shouted together, and the momentum was very huge, and the enthusiasm was greatly beyond the expectations of the organizers. If they are performed one after another, it is estimated that the conference will not be over in three or two months. What about thousands of people, how much does it cost for people to eat and chew horses?

In the end, Mr. President and King Zulu studied and decided to put those tribes that were relatively close to each other and whose folk customs were relatively close to each other to perform on the same stage. Originally, the platform was big enough, and there were only three or five people from each tribe, so it could be fully displayed.

After a lot of commotion, the order of appearance was arranged, and then someone began to take the stage. The fat man glanced over the stage. Boy. The eyes were all red. The big black men on the stage, all wrapped in red or orange cloak-like costumes, holding long or short wooden sticks in their hands, began to dance.

"Which clan is this, it must be competitive and fierce!" Brother Badou wanted to have fun when he saw those people dancing, what kind of dancing is it, it's just a high jump, shouting a trumpet in his mouth. With a stick in his hand, he jumped up and down one by one.

The golden lion king next to him shook his head again and again, after his explanation, the fat man knew that these people on the stage belonged to the Maasai people, gentle by nature, they mainly live by grazing, and rarely hunted wild animals, so in the places where the Maasai tribes lived, wild animals are often best protected.

When the fat man heard this, he couldn't help but say a few times: "I see that they are all carrying sticks in their hands, and you have not seen them." Most of these people are missing two front teeth, and they thought they had been knocked out by the war—"

Everyone around them burst into laughter. The golden lion king also gave the fat man a literacy: the sticks in the hands of the Maasai people are basically used to drive cattle, and as for the missing front teeth, they were all pulled out when they were young, which is also a national custom, saying that it is for the convenience of irrigation.

The fat man couldn't help but shake his head, but many tribes had peculiar customs that were often unbelievable to outsiders.

Suddenly, the fat man remembered something and patted the black iron tower sitting next to him: "Did you hear that, the Maasai people are models of animal protection, and our barbarian tribe will still herd cattle in the future, right?" ”

The Black Iron Tower wandered around a few times, and the big eyes were over: "The wild animals of the barbarian tribe are the most!" ”

"That's whether my family Doudou led the past, if you follow your hunting method, sooner or later you will kill it all!" The fat man pouted, it seemed that it was not easy to get the natives to change their way of life.

After the welcome dance of the Maasai tribes, everyone cheered enthusiastically. Subsequently, the distinctive ethnic customs began to appear on the stage, and the fat man enjoyed it. Dances and music like this are the ones that evoke the most primal resonance from the depths of people's souls.

Just as he was looking happy, he heard the golden lion king next to him shouting: "It's our turn to come to the stage-"

There's also something about me - the fat man was originally playing soy sauce, so he was really not ready to perform on stage, and he, the King Kong tribe, was simply cramming Buddha and couldn't do it really.

But look around, there are hyenas, lions, cheetahs, and pythons...... They all got up and walked to the middle platform, and the weasel-raiser, the meerkat, also took the fat man's arm and went with him.

In order to compress the time, the organizers arranged for all the natives who brought their animal companions to the meeting. As a result, Brother Badou led two bald orangutans and followed him to the stage in a daze.

The audience below watched the show for a long time, and they were also a little aesthetically tired, and when they saw that there were lions and leopards on the stage, they suddenly came to their senses, and the shouts rang out, so enthusiastic. The fat man is really a little worried, don't mess with the lion.

As it turned out, his worries were unfounded, and the animal companions who could be brought here had all seen the big scene. On the contrary, the two silverback gorillas were a little ashamed of themselves, and cowered and hid behind the fat man.

The natives in the audience didn't see what these two animals were at first, and when the host introduced the gorillas from the King Kong tribe, they couldn't help laughing, but the two bald orangutans couldn't stand it, so they jumped off the stage and hid beside Li Xiaoman to seek comfort.

Shame on you - the fat man also felt a little hot on his face, but in fact, it was all a good thing he did.

Fortunately, the gorilla ran away, and the little monkey helped, and the monkey Xiaoshuai jumped on the fat man's shoulder, and twisted his little butt with the drum beat, which was also decent, which did not make the fat wizard of the King Kong tribe lose face.

The performances of the other animals were no less impressive, especially when the golden lion king stuffed his head into the lion's open jaw, and the audience cheered thunderously.

Brother Badou also looked a little trembling: Brother, it's just happy, you don't have to work so hard, right?

Suddenly, I saw someone in the audience suddenly shouting hello, and then, the fat man smelled an unusual breath, so he hurriedly rushed towards the golden lion king. And the male lion's eyes were also narrowed, and the folds around his nose were raised, and he seemed to smile mysteriously.

The golden lion king's head was still in the lion's mouth, but he felt a strong force behind him, and he pulled his head out violently. Because he was in such a hurry, his head and face were marked with several blood marks by the sharp teeth of the lion.

Turning his head to see that it was the fat wizard who pulled him just now, the golden lion king shook his head, and his loose hair danced, he was really angry, he didn't take such a demolition! (To be continued......)