Chapter VI Indigenous Peoples

"But what surprised me is that you can catch a lizard and eat it casually, so you must have learned how to survive in the wild, right?" Merk continued.

Facing those wise eyes, Yang Qingnan's handsome face didn't know where to go, because he was completely following his inner activities at that time.

"Well, it may be that I usually like to go out on adventures, and I often walk in uninhabited places, and it's not surprising that I have some survival skills."

"Oh, that's right." Merk's tone was filled with a hint of admiration, "Then you must have watched the show "Survival in the Wild", right?" ”

"Of course I've seen it, but not much."

Yang Qingnan began to be a little irritable, once this kind of topic was talked about, it would be endless, so he hurriedly took a big bite on the end of the sandwich, and it tasted good.

At this time, Lin Lulu, who was looking in the mirror, glanced back, and said in a panic, "Dad, how long has that sandwich been there?" Can you still eat it? ”

This sentence was so shocked that Yang Qingnan almost spit out the food he ate in his mouth.

"It's okay, it's not past the expiration date, please feel free to use it." Merk appeased him, but Yang Qingnan thought, he ate so much game, and he didn't have a stomach, what is it to eat an expired sandwich?

This iron-clad stomach is invincible, he smiled and smiled a little like crying.

Unconsciously, his throat was a little thirsty, Yang Qingnan planned to find some water to drink, and heard that the islands of Hainan have coconut water to drink, but there is not even a coconut tree here. He had no choice but to cheekily ask Merk if he still had lemonade.

"Take the money in exchange." Merk smiled. Even in this field, he still did not forget the principle of equivalent trading for one thing.

Now Yang Qingnan regretted that he had thrown coins into the sea, and he thought that those coins were of no use to him anymore.

"Heh, just kidding. Lemonade I really don't have. ”

Hearing this, Yang Qingnan stretched his waist, got up and walked into the woods. When passing by the father and daughter, Lin Lulu pulled his sleeve and raised the plastic water cup in his hand, indicating that he was willing to share, and Yang Qingnan raised his hand to thank him.

The woods were overgrown with weeds, as if no one had walked on them, Yang Qingnan moved cautiously all the way, paying attention to whether there were terrain collapses and wild beasts nearby, and when he turned around, Merk and the two quietly followed him.

Yang Qingnan picked a few red wild fruits and put them in his mouth, which means that it is safe in his own recipe, and although the bitterness is greater than the sweetness, it does replenish some moisture.

However, it didn't take long for Yang Qingnan to get completely lost, and the compass he carried with him was useless, only knowing that the current time was nine twenty o'clock.

The woods seem to be huge, as big as a labyrinth.

However, it is certain that there are indeed people moving here, and there is a tree trunk with a symbol that I don't know if it is ten or ancient. Not far in front of it, there was also an upright gray-blue stone, on which something was carved with a sharp object, it looked like a strange animal, Yang Qingnan had this feeling, he felt that he could draw a wild beaver more beautifully than it.

In front of the stele there are some dried fruits, or they were enshrined, because it did not leave anything for posterity in the end.

It's just that turning left and right in that small clearing, Yang Qingnan actually found a hidden path, followed the path down, and came to a lowland.

Yang Qingnan deliberately stopped, waiting for the father and daughter to walk forward cautiously. As far as the eye can see, there is a dense green in the depths of the bare mountain col, and no matter how you look at it, it can't hide the quiet and peaceful scene.

They slid down a small hill on one side and then detoured to the left, approaching the unnatural landscape. There were two guard-looking people standing outside, with fair skin, dressed in cloth clothes and trousers, and wearing feather ornaments on their heads, and their solemn expressions reminded Yang Qingnan of the situation of border guards standing guard.

Behind them were scattered some buildings, and a row of cyan fences could be faintly seen, but unfortunately their height was difficult for Yang Qingnan to cross. How to walk in openly, this is what he should consider.

The sharp spear pointed straight into the sky, as if it was ready to attack at any moment. This is also a question that Yang Qingnan is worried about, will he be stabbed suddenly if he walks over casually?

Merk straightened up and said in the tone of an elder, "Young man, let me come." "As a business veteran who is mixed in the tiger's den in Longtan and eats black and white, he can walk the world with only a three-inch tongue.

Yang Qingnan nodded affirmatively, his eyes seemed to say: "Old guy, you can perform to your heart's content, I won't save you if something happens." ”

I saw that Merk rolled up one side of his trouser legs and combed his hair back up to a haggard appearance. Lin Lulu took her father's coat off and looked at his crumpled white shirt in surprise.

Ready, Merk limped out of the bushes where he was hiding.

When they saw him, the two white guards immediately flashed a trace of consternation, and then showed a look of vigilance. Merk did not shy away from it, and met the sight, and the two sides began a new round of verbal exchanges.

Yang Qingnan watched it thrillingly on the side, but he couldn't intervene. The guards were all young and vigorous, and they quickly overpowered Merk in momentum, and the white-edged spears were trembling uneasily.

Just as everyone was about to switch from online interaction to offline competition, a plump old woman suddenly came out to stop their quarrel.

The tension dissipated, and after a few light-hearted words, the two sides shook hands amicably.

Before Yang Qingnan picked up the suitcase beside him, Lin Lulu, who got the eye cue, had already jumped over and pounced on his father. Seeing this, he also pretended to be very calm and followed, but the two guards were still looking at him with extremely wary eyes.

Yang Qingnan secretly glanced at the kind old woman and asked Merk in a low voice, "So what did you just say?" ”

"Nothing, just telling the truth."

The old woman noticed the whispering between the two, squinted and smiled, and her face was wrinkled as if it had fallen to the ground. She greeted in fluent Dino and said, "Come in, don't stand stupidly outside." ”

Passing through the gate and stepping on the gray stone ground, they were presented with a primitive tribe of less than 100 people. Almost all of the tribe's building materials are logs, cylindrical shapes, and green branches are added to the top of the top to camouflage, and it is hard for anyone to believe that it is hidden in the leafy mountain forest if it is not for a hiker like Yang Qingnan.

They belonged to a branch of the northern nomadic peoples of the mainland, and were the first refugees at sea to land on this small island, of course, by some kind of coincidence. Because the island has various conditions suitable for human habitation, they decided to stay.

The years have changed the original intention, and the older generation often tells their younger generations that they are natives of the island and never want to leave.

The elderly mountain lady also said that in fact, a group of outsiders had set foot on this island a long time ago, but unlike Yang Qingnan, these people were from another continent. They quickly established villages and towns, and the two sides were in close contact.

As soon as he heard that there was more than one civilization on the island, and that it was still the Quirrell people he was familiar with, Yang Qingnan's adrenaline burst instantly. Looking at the happy living conditions of the tribal people, Merk smelled a strong smell of trading.