In the early morning, under the clear sun, Yanluo once again looked at the village in the distance from a high place.

The architecture of this village is very peculiar, the main body of the house is round, it should be made of tree branches to build a frame, and then on the surface, with soil and straw layer by layer, and finally formed an eggshell that seems to be buckled on the ground, and some of the loess peels off, revealing the branches used to support inside, which looks quite rotten and dilapidated.

In the village, the space between the houses is very separated, and in such a place, there will naturally not be the idea of how many floors a piece of land is built in a big city, and the land is not valuable, and the houses are built in a detached and scattered way.

In the center of the village, a large square-like open space has been set aside for a tall wooden totem.

The shape of the totem is very weird, just like a person who is suffering with a hideous face, and specially used straw to tie out the outline of the arm, and on the totem, there are some bones, stones, feathers and other things, and even above, there is a complete skull skeleton.

In addition to the woods, there is also a rushing river on the edge of the village - in some more primitive areas, living by the river is the common sense of the local people's survival, after all, the river not only means fish, the greatest significance is to provide a water source.

It's morning and someone is already moving.

Some black buddies wander around the village, and many black women wearing nose rings go to the river to fetch water, just like the monks of Shaolin Temple in the movie go to the river to fetch water in the morning. However, the women carried not wooden barrels, but clay pots, and one by one they put black or brown jars on their heads.

After filling the river with water, the clay pot weighs no less than 10 catties, or even 20 catties.

"It doesn't seem to be too supernatural......

Except for the totem with the skull inlaid with it, the village looked almost like a normal primitive African village - but Yanluo knew that it was not so simple, like two black men who died in the graveyard yesterday.

Dig graves in the middle of the night, moreover, one person's belt can turn into a snake, and the other, clutching a weird puppet. The barrel that the short man was carrying, which Yanluo later examined, found to be some pungent smelling liquid, like the formalin used by the hospital to soak corpses—of course, the natives themselves concocted.

Yan Luo simply walked directly to the village, and met some black buddies on the way, whether it was a child, an uncle, or an aunt, they all nodded and smiled when they saw him, and they seemed to be very kind, which made him more and more unable to understand, even if these natives knew themselves, they were buried before, and now they crawled out of the grave and came back, at least they should show surprise, right?

After entering the village, you can see more details of the scenery, it is breakfast time, there are some black people who are busy making meals, for some African primitive tribes, there is no need to work, there is no need to study, three meals a day, they have to be busy.

There were bamboo poles stuck in the village, and Yanluo saw that several skinned monkeys hung on them, basking in the sun with a fishy stench, and some flies crawling on the monkeys' carcasses. Some of the bamboo poles were hung with intact monkey skins, not even the hair had been removed from them, and there were still large traces of peeled blood.

This is a common jungle meat in black Africa, the so-called "jungle meat", some wild animals such as monkeys, gorillas, chimpanzees, and mountain boars living in the woods in the jungle in Africa are common sources of protein.

Although it is illegal to hunt and trade primate meat in many places, you can't afford to eat chicken and beef, so you can't let people go without meat, right?

The so-called monkey meat is "poor man's protein".

Of course, there were other sources of protein, and Yanluo saw a fat old black man, sitting by a fire, with a few small bats running through a twig and barbecuing them - like roast pigeons, the bats were curled up on all fours, and soon the flesh was charred.

A few black men next to him looked at the roasted bats with some envy, they were eating nuts picked directly from the jungle, what cashews, avocados...... This is something that only the poor eat, and eating it will be looked down upon......

As for the middle class, there is a black uncle, who is taking a small package that he collected yesterday, and when he opens it, there is a bag of mosquitoes, and he sprinkles these mosquitoes on a paste that is being spread out on an iron plate, and waits for the paste to be fried into a dough, and these mosquitoes are also dotted on the cake surface, becoming black spots, like sesame seeds on a baked cake.

Uncle Black rolled the bread into a stick, opened his mouth, showed his snow-white teeth, bit off half of it, and then chewed it beautifully, eating with a smile.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat......

The black uncle spread another mosquito cake, and when Yanluo passed by, he also invited him to eat it in a friendly manner.

Yanluo refused.

The black buddies speak French.

In addition, there are some blacks who speak in conversation that he does not understand, which is supposed to be indigenous and unique to Africa - it is said that there are more than 1,000 indigenous languages in Africa. And, this time, the program doesn't load the language module.

Yan Luo was thinking about where to start and looking for a breakthrough point to activate the mission, when he suddenly saw three people walking out of a tall dirt house.

These three people are simply out of place in this village.

"A place full of African chiefs, how many Europeans came out? Are these people here to eat spears? ”

Yan Luo saw that these three people were all young white women, and all of them were quite beautiful, they were blonde girls, red-haired girls, and flaxen-haired girls - it can be said that they are all model-level existences, each of them is more than 1.7 meters tall, with slender bodies and slender legs, and uncompromisingly long legs.

Among them, the blonde woman is the standard European and American, the kind of round-faced blonde sweet girl that often appears in Hollywood movies; As for the red-haired girl, the bridge of her nose is high, her expression is cold and arrogant, and her face is clearly outlined, just like a cold iceberg beauty, a woman with long flax hair, her skin is tanned to wheat, and she wears a thin shirt, revealing a large area of white skin, which looks very sexy.

"No, these three are models!"

Compared with ordinary girls, the special temperament that models have cannot be concealed.

"Could it be that the role I play is a winner in life? Bringing three model girls to Africa to experience folklore? ”

While Yan Luo was secretly thinking, three women also spotted him, among them, the red-haired and cold woman showed a little shocked, and even a little frightened, the blonde sweet girl opened her mouth wide, her eyes were full of surprise, and the flaxen-haired hot girl tilted her head, thoughtful.

You feel strong emotions:

Panic +1

Joy +1

Doubt+1

……

"Jerry, you're not dead?" The blonde girl cried out in surprise.

"Oh, my body's name, Jerry? A good name, at least better than Tom, and not like Jack's name, which has a declining temperament. ”