"Do you think his words are credible?"

It wasn't until Lin Luo's back disappeared from the square that the sound of Zizhu's vicissitudes sounded again.

"He's from the Bamboo tribe, there's no reason to lie. ”

Wu Shen answered Zizhu's question in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Zizhu stopped talking.

Wu is right, in this world where humans live as tribes, it is almost impossible for a tribe to betray a tribe.

Because here, the sentence that the hearts of those who are not of my race must be different are brought into full play.

When there is a war between two tribes, the defeated side usually means the extinction of the tribe as well.

Spirits, witches, and totem warriors will be slaughtered without leaving behind, and the remaining men, women, and children will all be reduced to slavery on the winning side.

Therefore, the only way to betray the tribe is to be killed or become a slave.

It is precisely because of such a huge price that the betrayal of the tribe has become a rare occurrence.

"Actually, before I summoned him, I had asked the chief to inquire about it, and the buckwheat he was talking about was a warrior from the tribe.

Indeed, a few days ago, he was carried back from the tribe in an unconscious state. ”

Seeing that Zizhu didn't speak, Wu explained again, and then asked curiously, "Ling, is there really someone who is born with the ability to communicate with spirits?"

When he was chosen by the spirit to be the next witch because of his inspiration, he lived with the spirit day and night in the cave next to him for five years before he could barely communicate with the spirit.

But he didn't expect that Lin Luo would be able to communicate with the spirit skillfully when he felt the spirit at close range for the first time today.

"I don't know about that. ”

Hearing this, Zizhu pondered for a moment and said uncertainly, "I've never heard of such a situation before. ”

After speaking, Zizhu continued: "However, if what that little guy said just now is true, then he may not be born with the ability to communicate with spirits. ”

"You mean the feeling of oppression that made him unconscious?" asked the witch in thought.

"That's right, some powerful spirits can use their power to forcibly inspire humans. ”

Zizhu replied: "However, this usually has a lot of side effects, ranging from unconscious to death. ”

"Forcibly inspired?"

Wu asked with a somewhat ugly face, "Then how strong should the other party's strength be?"

"At least the barbarians, maybe even the legendary barbarian species. ”

Zizhu said what it speculated.

The other party can pass by the vicinity of the Bamboo Tribe without the slightest perception of it, and it also has the ability to forcibly inspire humans.

The strength of such a level of spirit is far above it.

Wild Seed!

Hearing Zizhu's answer, Wu was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

A spirit of this level can even destroy the entire bamboo tribe with its own strength!

"So what should we do now?" Wu immediately asked Zizhu.

"Since the other party did not show any breath, it proved that it was not hostile to the tribe. ”

Zizhu was much calmer than Wu and said, "According to my guess, the other party is very likely to be a wandering spirit, and the purpose of forcibly inspiring that little guy is also to instill some knowledge in him.

Judging from the current situation, the other party should not have any ill will towards the tribe, after all, that knowledge has helped the tribe solve the problem of water sources.

Now, I think the other party is probably already gone. ”

Hearing Zizhu's speculation, Wu Ti's heart finally relaxed.

"So what's next?"

"Remember the offer I told you before?"

Faced with Wu's inquiry, Zizhu asked rhetorically.

"Do you want Lin Luo to be a pioneer?"

Wu's eyes widened instantly.

"Yes, he's in a unique position to be inspired and save a lot of time. ”

"But can he physically meet the requirements?"

"Let's try it first, and it's not the final decision, you can let him come over and talk to me more when you're fine.

I haven't spoken to any other human in decades except you. ”

"Okay, I see. ”

......

The conversation between the spirit and the witch, Lin Luo naturally did not know, and at this moment, he was stepping down the mountain, and he was afraid for a while.

Originally, before going up the mountain, he was confident that he planned to reshape the three views of Wu.

didn't expect that this encounter would completely shatter his own worldview.

The spirit of the bamboo tribe turned out to be really a purple bamboo with wisdom.

Immortals?

Lin Luo's mind was in a mess, and he really didn't know how to define that purple bamboo.

Of course, he can't be blamed for all this, mainly because of the memory of the original owner, which made his perception of the world have some deviations.

As an orphan, Luo naturally can't be a well-informed person.

Since he was a child, Luo has never left the range of the Bamboo Tribe for more than a kilometer, and many things with fantasy colors have all been heard from other people's mouths.

For example, the adults of the tribe often say that outside the tribe there are more ferocious and powerful beasts besides wild beasts, and they are strictly forbidden to go out of the tribe.

For example, the witch is the chosen person of the spirit, representing the will of the spirit, and no one in the entire tribe can communicate with the spirit except the witch.

Such fantasy things are obviously not convincing to Lin Luo, who lives in the 21st century.

He also naturally made his own judgment on these things, using the earth in which he lives.

For example, those so-called ferocious and powerful beasts are actually the same as the adults on the earth who make up weasels outside to steal children and big bad wolves that eat children at night in order to prevent children from crying and going out.

The main thing is to deter children from running outside to dangerous places.

As for spirits and witches, as an atheist, Lin Luo had a negative attitude from the beginning.

Whether it is the totem worship of the prehistoric tribes of the earth, or the various religions that still exist today, Lin Luo has summarized it as the ranks of the gods.

However, he never expected that these primitive people would be so sincere.

In this world, there are really powerful bloodthirsty beasts, and there are really gods who protect the tribe.

"This is the rhythm that is going to kill me!"

Thinking about this with a depressed face, Lin Luo couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

Sure enough, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Lin Luo, who was already ready to show his strength, had to open his golden fingers, climb the skill tree, and crush these ignorant primitives, suddenly became a little confused.

The world in front of him is far from being as simple as he imagined.

"Hey~!"

Eventually, the inexpressible mixed feelings turned into a long sigh.

Now, he can only take one step at a time.