When Li You didn't know what the hell was and bounced it at his head and face, Zhang Wei must have seen this scene clearly.

Just to reflect his fighting momentum of not hesitating to die together, he didn't even have the action to dodge.

He also thinks the same way: he is about to be killed on the spot, and he still cares about the kind of ghost thing that doesn't know when it attacks and what the specific effect is?

As a result, Zhang Wei felt an unknown little thing hit his lips.

The unknown thing was alive, crawling all the way down his nasal cavity and completely into his head, and the feeling of something crawling rapidly in his nasal cavity was truly terrifying.

It was only after the deer escaped far away and made sure that the other party did not chase after him that Zhang Wei jumped off the back of the deer.

Then the thing squeezed his nose violently, and the problem was that even after the nosebleed came out, the ghost thing that got into his head was not out.

At this moment, Zhang Wei knew that he was in big trouble.

The thing that popped out of the hands of a head-lowering master, especially the means of a head-lowering master, was definitely not a good thing.

But in any case, he still escaped from Li You's men and ascended to heaven, which is equivalent to changing from a death sentence to a suspended death.

So he knew that he needed to find Zhao Haoran's goods immediately, after all, that goods were the elite children of Longhua Mountain, and it was estimated that he was much better than Zhang Laodi Immortal to deal with this kind of thing.

After such a psychological construction, Zhang Wei finally felt a little relieved.

Checking the direction with the position of the sun overhead, Zhang Wei continued to move deeper into the mountain forest in the image, he had never been so eager to leave this ghost place.

In the process of advancing, Zhang Wei once again exchanged two barge guns and inserted them into his waist.

This thing is a little ugly and a little bulky, but after using it for a long time, Zhang Wei actually has a good feeling for this old antique.

In order to clear the way, he also exchanged for an adjutant saber from the island nation.

At the end of the exchange, Zhang Wei finally glanced at the balance of energy points, only to see that in the latest information, Zhang Wei found the huge number of 28971 points.

If it had been changed to usual, Zhang Wei would at least be able to jump up happily.

However, the dormant ghost thing in his head cast a deep shadow on Zhang Wei's heart, and such a big surprise hit him for a while, which made him not much happy.

Alone in the mountains and forests, Zhang Wei soon was covered in stinky sweat.

Therefore, the rich smell emanating from his body made Zhang Wei himself a little disgusted with himself, but fortunately, after advancing for several miles, Zhang Wei's ears heard the sound of running water.

He followed the sound and looked for it, and sure enough, he saw a stream with clear water dozens of meters away.

At this moment, Zhang Wei's only thought was to plunge into the cool stream and wash himself well, but when he ran ten steps, the soles of his feet were soft.

God knows who dug a big pit under his feet, and it was seven or eight meters deep.

At such a deep height, Zhang Wei was not unable to go up, and at the moment of falling to the bottom of the pit, Zhang Wei jumped up in a panic, and after a little bit of strength on the pit wall halfway, he was able to jump out of the deep pit.

At this critical moment, a thick wooden stick was aimed at Zhang Wei, and his head fell on the head.

Hurriedly blocking the saber in his hand Zhang Wei, who was there, avoided the fate of being hit the head; the problem was that a powerful force came, and Zhang Wei was smashed back to the bottom of the pit.

Such an abrupt change in a short period of time made the unsuspecting teenager confused at that time......

"Primitive people? No, it should be indigenous, I can't imagine that there are local natives in the ruins. Zhang Wei, who was standing at the bottom of the pit, looked at the few people who appeared on the top of the pit, and thought so in his heart.

These natives only appeared there after Zhang Wei was smashed back to the bottom of the pit.

I saw that they all had yellow skin, and were dressed in linen robes, with their hair in a high bun on their heads, and the belts around their waists and the boots on their feet, all of which were coarsely processed animal skins.

The weapons in his hands were all wrist-sized spears, and he carried an exaggerated longbow behind him.

Based on these details, Zhang Wei concluded that the other party was not a primitive person who did not understand anything, but a local indigenous person with a certain civilization foundation.

Zhang Wei didn't know why there were still human beings living in this ghost place.

But this is not important, the important thing is that he estimates that with the level of civilization of the natives, he should be able to communicate well, and maybe find a way back.

Of course, before doing this, Zhang Wei must let these people put himself on it and brush up a certain degree of favorability.

As for how to brush up on favorability, Zhang Wei still has enough confidence in this regard.

Among the many networks he had seen, which one of them had not risen after crossing over, relying on his leading experience of tens of thousands of years.

Although his current state should not be called crossing, the difference is basically not big.

In particular, Zhang Wei remembered that in a book called "Let Go of the Primitive Man", the protagonist Niu Lao took the tattered of the modern plane and fooled the simple masses of the primitive era who didn't know how much.

It is said that he has a systematic existence and a large number of energy points.

In such a situation, it is not a matter of minutes to get some World War II garbage out.

Thinking of this, the thing looked innocently at the fat sheep above; no! It should be said that the local crowd waved their hands, and their mouths shouted at the same time

"Hello, I'm a stranger who strayed here, and believe me has no hostile intentions. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Wei was not nervous at all, he was mainly worried that the other party would not understand his language, if this was the case, then it would be a huge tragedy.

Even if he can say flowers, but what the other party doesn't understand can have a woolen effect.

Fortunately, one of the natives at the head spoke, and the language coming out of his mouth was full of profound ancient meanings, which was probably somewhat similar to the language in the list of gods that Zhang Wei had seen.

Even guessed, Zhang Wei basically understood what the other party said a long list of words, maybe what it meant:

Pull it down, you've seen quite a few dressed outsiders like you these days.

A few of them still wanted to enter our village, but after we refused, they planned to do it, and now they are being beaten to death and hung at the entrance of the village, and they are being shown as trophies.

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Wei knew that these natives were not easy to fool.

First of all, their combat effectiveness is strong, and the idle powerhouses don't seem to be opponents, while mourning for those guys, Zhang Wei knows that he should make a big move.

From the backpack behind his back, he found a bag of salt and threw it on:

"Everyone, unlike them, I'm your best friend, and you see, I've brought you all the gifts. ”

There have long been countless travelers who have proved that the snow-white refined salt of modern society is simply hard currency in this kind of place, but the subsequent development of events made the poor boy a little speechless.

The natives led by the leader tasted a little salt, and when they smacked their mouths, their faces were full of disdain: "Isn't it just salt, it's just a little whiter; ”

Feeling that things didn't seem to be as good as he imagined, Zhang Wei hurriedly threw everything in his backpack on it.

Then, the natives refused to taste the canned beef that was thrown first, because they suspected that it had been poisoned by Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei took a sip of the glucose injection that was then thrown up, but the natives said that it was not sweet at all, much worse than their honey water.

For a while, Zhang Wei, who was disgusted, was inexplicably sad and angry:

Uncle Long-legged, you are a street writer, everything written in the book is nonsense, these natives are as good as monkeys, and they are not easy to fool at all......