"Who are these people?" Shiratori asked, pointing to the few people who were tied up in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They wore colored circles made of the feathers of birds of paradise on their heads, which were ornaments, and they wore no clothes, but only made leaves out of trees to cover their nakedness like clothing.

They have long fangs, well-developed hair, covering their chests, knotted muscles, and are larger than us, with relatively large heads and short necks that make it difficult to spot their necks.

They are descendants of slaves who survived or survived the Black Triangle trade in the 16th century, and have become different from humans due to changes in their environment and food, as well as their genes.

The book says that they even eat people, but as for whether they eat people or not, we have not yet been verified.

They communicate in their language, and no one can understand it.

I just want to save Sharia from them.

"You let go of your girl, you have something to say" Shiratori didn't care if they could understand what we said, he still said what was in his heart.

We look at them like monsters, and they look at us like monsters.

They were talking about something.

With pupils like beasts, even if you're a great psychologist, you can't read anything out of their eyes, and their body language is even more confusing.

We looked at each other, and each of us had a ghost in our hearts.

"Hands-on" Shiratori always likes to speak for me, but no one listens, and no one is stunned, after all, no one can imagine what skills they have learned from mutation for a long time.

I was still hesitating, and the two of them set up Sharia, and it seemed that they were ready to retreat.

"Following" is a bad thing for us, but it doesn't mean that there is no benefit, at least they are a species that has lived in this forest for centuries and are familiar with the terrain here. Maybe they can take us inside this goddamn ghost valley.

We just followed them as if we were chasing them, and we gave them the name "cannibals" as the book says

They were good at moving in this kind of mountain forest, and they were good at climbing trees as nimble as monkeys, and after chasing them for a while, they climbed up the trees with Sharia on their backs. Sharia had fainted with fear, and was carried on their backs like an object.

"Climbing the tree", I was trained to climb the tree, and I didn't care.

I'm the only one who can climb the tree, the white bird.

Cannibals, jumping recklessly in the branches of the trees. They can jump from one tree to another, and in one book I remember the author saying that the cannibals jumped around because they had been swinging on the branches for a long time in order to defeat the monkeys in the woods, and I first saw this statement.

I often wonder if we defeat a race and we become that race, which is stupid.

They jumped over a few trees and finally disappeared in front of our eyes, which puzzled me, and when I slowly climbed along the branches one by one, I accidentally found the exit of the Ghost Valley, and it wasn't until later that I figured out that the Ghost Valley was like a bowl, and we just kept reincarnating on the wall of the bowl, from the mouth of the bowl to the bottom of the bowl, and then from the bottom of the bowl to follow the road, so we kept going back and forth at the wall of the bowl, and we were stupid and thought that this was some kind of mysterious valley.

We were even foolish enough to think that we would succeed in finding an exit by following the road. As a result, I was carried around several times by the road.

Shiratori, like everyone else, never understood the principles of the topography of our Ghost Valley. The only way out was to climb to the top of the tree and climb through the trees until we reached the edge of the cliff, and we managed to get out of Ghost Valley.

"Come up" I reached out and took someone's hand, for a woman to climb a tree is really not an easy task.

"Hero" Lao Hei reminded me in the back. I looked at his panicked expression, and I could imagine that there was definitely nothing kind behind my back.

Oh, my God.

I screamed in fear, and behind me stood a cannibal monster, and I was trembling and shaking in the trees.

"Go down first," I said to someone next to me who had just been pulled up.

She went down a thousand times faster than she climbed up.

Old Black could have left me alone and went down into the crowd, but he didn't.

"Damn nigger, why don't you go down yet," I yelled at him, and I was nearly being clutched by the cannibal by the collar.

"I can't leave my friends behind," he said with emotion.

To be honest, I was really touched at the time, I was desperately struggling with the cannibals' hands, and I knew that if I fell into their hands, I could be eaten, or the fate would be even worse than that.

The cannibal clung to my clothes, and I tore them so hard that they quickly tore them.

"Get out of the way" Lao Hei didn't know where to get a stick, looking at the two pieces of the stick, I can conclude that he was broken off from a branch, I tore my own clothes, so I squatted down, and Lao Hei took advantage of the situation to give the cannibal a blow to the head.

"I'm," the old black said in surprise and humor, but the stick he had knocked down was unexpectedly grabbed by the cannibal. Old Black and the cannibal tugged at each other with a stick, like a child snatching a toy. The strength of the old black is obviously much less than that of the cannibals, they drink dew in the morning and eat monkeys and rats in the evening, so how much strength they have become, you really can't imagine.

"Pull you hard and let go"

The old black understood what I meant, so he tried his best to pull and pull, and the cannibal did not show weakness in the slightest, he still clung to the stick, this is a race that you can never understand.

Hei let go of his hands, because the cannibals used more force, and he didn't expect Hei to let go suddenly, he thought that we would win by taking the sticks like they did.

He fell for the old black's scheme. He was unsteady on his feet due to the shaking of his body, and he fell from the tree, but his agile movements quickly grasped the branches, so he did not fall yet.

"Kick him down," said the old black.

We shook the branches in the direction he had climbed, the Germans and Shiratori had prepared the vines, and if the cannibal fell, they would certainly show no mercy, and a dozen or twenty big men would beat him to death with their fists, or knock him unconscious and tie him up, and the people were furious that he had taken the only doctor among us.

Sharia is one of the most respected women among us. She was caught, so people were outraged.

"Kick him off" There are Mandarin speakers, English speakers, Filipino speakers, etc., all of whom speak the same meaning.

We shook the branches, but it didn't work, we were about to shake ourselves, but he climbed up. At first we just wanted to get away, but now it's different, we want to catch him.