"Rascals! Die, you ......"

Cui Xiuning, who was attacked by Li Luo and kissed his forehead, subconsciously wanted to do it.

But after all, she couldn't help it, she wiped her round and smooth forehead fiercely, and glared at Li Luo with hatred.

"What are you crazy about!" Cui Xiuning's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of shame. She's never been done by a man like this.

Her annoyed appearance is also very good-looking, and she is really "happy and angry".

Li Luo kept a safe distance from her, waved his hand again and again and said, "I made a fortune, I'm so excited, so I can't help it, don't get excited...... Take it easy! ”

Cui Xiuning didn't know why, although she was indeed a little annoyed in her heart, she was not really angry.

Although she and Li Luo used to be a police officer and a wanted criminal, they had no personal enmity. In this world for half a year, they get along day and night, depend on each other, and they are all worth their youth, young Mu Ai, how can they not have feelings for each other?

No matter how much she denies it on the surface, she can't deceive herself in her deep reaction.

That's why she didn't really turn around and get angry.

"Hmph, next time you dare to insult me, I promise you'll regret it." Cui Xiuning said coldly.

"Well, I was really wrong, forgive me, Mrs. Li!" Li Luo saw that she didn't really turn her face, and she was bold again.

"Phew!" Cui Xiuning's face turned even redder, "What Mrs. Li?" That's fake! Our real relationship is a police relationship! ”

"Okay, okay! Comrade policeman, for the sake of the revolution, you have been wronged. Li Luo smiled.

Of course, Cui Xiuning knew that the identity of "Mrs. Li" was the most suitable for protecting herself, and she had long been used to being called Mrs. Long and Mrs. Short for so long.

Without Li Luo, a man, no matter how capable she is, she can only be blind in this world, and any freedom, dignity, and value can only be delusional. Not to mention finding a spirit partner who shares a common topic.

But in front of Li Luo, she was absolutely unwilling to admit this.

"I don't know what to say!" Cui Xiuning said with a sneer, and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing: "I can understand your excitement, really...... That's a lot of money! ”

"Yes! I can finally be freed from the pain of making money! Who wants to burn porcelain every day? ”

"Well, according to our development plan, we don't have to worry about money for at least a year."

"By the way, how do you know there's silver hidden in the deepest part of the cave?"

"It's simple. The place where the military supplies are put is the front hole, and under it is rocks, there should be no dirt. Only the deepest part of the back hole has dirt. ”

"I see, you found that there is dirt in the front hole, which means that they have gone into the deepest part of the earth, and they have moved the soil to bring out the dirt from the depths."

"Yes. And that's not all. I also found dirt on the blades of several spears, which at the time were estimated to have been dug up with spears. What are you digging for? Most of the time it's burying things. So I went inside, and sure enough, I found that the deepest ground was not rocky, it was earth, and I quickly found the place where the soil had been moved. However, I was only sure that there was something buried, not money. ”

"Sure enough, it's a policeman, he is as careful as a hair, and he can use any clues."

"Hmph, it's good that the fugitive knows."

"When I think about it now, I'm a little scared. If you weren't careful, wouldn't you have missed out on so much silver? ”

"Humph......"

"Are the cops piglets? Old hum. ”

"It's itchy skin, isn't it..."

…………

Just as Li Luo's fleet was approaching Treasure Island, on a large mountain in the south of Treasure Island, the drums of the festival were beating.

It is a "hunting festival" for the Chuma people to celebrate the harvest of headhunting.

Yesterday, the Chuma tribe went down the mountain to hunt for heads, attacked and killed two Han villages in a row, hunted back more than 200 heads, and captured more than 100 women, which can be described as a great victory.

According to the clan rules, you must pray to the ancestral spirit and the mountain snake god, and thank the ancestral spirit and the snake god for their blessing.

In the wooden houses in the mountains, groups of people with bare feet, broken hair and tattoos, and concave faces rushed out to gather at the community and the shrine in the center of the mountain society, and many people carried the heads of Han men.

Decades ago, when the Han people first arrived from the sea, the Chuma people called the Han people "overseas people", and they did not know what Han people were, nor had they heard of the term "Han people".

Who exactly is an "expatriate"? The gods know.

Decades have passed, and these "overseas people" who are dressed tightly, with their hair tied up, and a lot of iron tools, have been killed in batches, and in another batch, they have never been killed.

After a long time, the Chuma people gradually learned that the "overseas people" called themselves "Han people" and came from the other side of the sea.

Since the arrival of the self-proclaimed Han Chinese "foreigners", the life of the Chuma people has also been better than before.

The Han people opened up the land on the flat land outside the mountains, and they used strange iron tools to cultivate the land, and the planting was so good, and the grain grew as lush as the grass on the day of flowers and plants (they did not have a calendar, and called the spring flower day, the summer as the fire day, the autumn as the yellow leaf day, and the winter as the withered grass day)

The Han people used strange iron tools to grow grass-like food, which was planted for the brave Chuma people, and was a gift from the ancestral spirits and mountain gods.

And their iron tools, their men's heads, and their women's bellies, all gifts to the Chuma.

So, from the very beginning of the arrival of the "overseas people" a few decades ago, the Chuma tribe has had the best prey.

They continued to "hunt for heads" of the new overseas arrivals, cutting off the heads of Han men, old and young, and taking them back, and then snatching back the grain and young women.

After the head is dried, it can not only be used for sacrifices, but more importantly, it can be exchanged with other tribes.

That's right, in today's tribes on Treasure Island, the head is equivalent to the gold and silver of the Central Plains, which belongs to a kind of currency. Of course, the head is not the only currency, as are iron and pearls.

Snatch the young women back, let them reproduce more offspring for the clan, and strengthen the tribe. Therefore, their bellies are also valuable treasures.

Of course, they can't have the title of wife. After they give birth to children, they will be taken out of their stomachs and sacrificed to the mountain snake god, so that the mountain snake god can also reproduce.

Their meat will be sold to the Mao-blood clan dozens of miles away, because the Mao-blood clan eats people.

I don't know what happened in the past few decades, maybe it was the blessing of the gods, or maybe something big happened on the other side of the sea, in short, there are constantly "overseas people" coming here.

The first one died, and the new one came. Came and died, died and came again. Just like the birds and beasts in the mountains, they are always endless, so that the tribesmen continue to enjoy them.

In recent years, the Chuma tribe has obtained a lot of food and heads through "hunting" groups of Han people, and has given birth to many more children, and the tribe has become more powerful.

The shrine and shrine of the Chuma tribe are built with thick ancient wood, which is unusually tall and mighty in the surrounding low wooden houses, and there are exquisite wood carvings around, carved with snake gods, ancestral spirits, and the sun.

On the tall altar in the shrine, the dry heads were neatly piled up into a "golden tower", and the faces of all the heads were facing the gods.

There are two wooden statues on the left and one on the right, and on the left is a crouching old man, who is the ancestral spirit. The wood carving on the right is the head of a snake and a human body, which is the god of the mountain snake.

At this time, a middle-aged man with broken hair and tattoos, a feather crown on his head, and pig's teeth on his chest, was kneeling under the wide altar.

He has a concave face, sharp eyes, thick bones, and a majestic expression, even in front of the statue, he can't hide a fierce and fierce aura.

This man is none other than the patriarch of the Chuma tribe: Woodo.