The picture inside was really cruel, each of these aborigines' corpses was covered with dense bullet holes, blood flowed all over the ground, and it also attracted a lot of flies to bite the blood of the wounds on these corpses, as if it was some kind of delicious syrup, even Ye Wudao couldn't bear to look at it.

"Your people are dead, they were killed by those outside, and they will not rise. However, Ye Wudao still walked over, dragged the native, and said to him, regardless of whether the native's words could understand him or not.

The native seemed very excited, Ye Wudao used a lot of strength to drag him out of the thatched house, I believe that everyone who sees these pictures will not be very comfortable, and Ye Wudao is no exception.

Fortunately, he directly killed them with the flying needle that sealed his throat with blood just now, and Ye Wudao was still a little guilty before, feeling that he was a little too cruel and directly killed others, but now Ye Wudao wished that he should have been more cruel just now.

At this time, the natives suddenly shouted, got up and ran to a thatched house that looked a little special opposite, although this house was all thatched, but with the naked eye, this thatched house seemed to be more high-end.

Soon Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaodie heard the call of the native who had just run in outside, Ye Wudao immediately ran over with Zhao Xiaodie, and after entering the door, they saw that the native was holding an old man who was also an aborigine, and he was screaming heartbreakingly, I don't know if it was his relatives or important people such as the patriarch of their tribe.

Ye Wudao immediately went over to take a look, and found that the old man had also been shot multiple times, but there was still a slight breath, Ye Wudao immediately opened the rattan box he brought, took out a pill from it, put it in the palm of his hand, and shocked, the pill immediately turned into powder, Ye Wudao pried the old man's mouth open, stuffed the powder of these pills into it, and then asked Zhao Xiaodie to bring some water and poured the powder in his mouth into his stomach.

And the native, who didn't know what they wanted to do, struggled fiercely, but was firmly pressed aside by Ye Wudao with one hand, making him unable to move.

After feeding the powder, less than a minute later, I saw that the old man who was originally angry suddenly coughed, his throat squirmed, and then spit out a large mouthful of black blood, the old man's face had turned purple and black before, and now it has regained some luster.

The indigenous man who was originally restrained by Ye Wudao with one hand and kept struggling, saw that the old man opened his eyes, and probably understood that Ye Wudao was saving people, not doing anything to the old man, and suddenly stopped struggling, babbling at the old man in an indigenous language that Ye Wudao and they couldn't understand.

After the old man vomited several mouthfuls of black blood in a row, he seemed to be in better spirits, but Ye Wudao knew that this old man was just returning to the light, although he took his life-saving pill, but it only gave him a temporary breath of relief, and it couldn't save his life.

This old man's injuries are too serious, and it is already a miracle that he has not died until now, of course, if Ye Wudao has to save him, it is not impossible, but Ye Wudao will not go to great lengths for someone he does not know.

After the old man came to his senses, the indigenous man immediately said something to the old man excitedly, and then pointed at Ye Wudao, he should have said to the old man that this person woke him up just now.

The old man really cast a grateful look at Ye Wudao, although everyone didn't understand the language, Ye Wudao could still feel the kind gaze of this old man, and Ye Wudao also cast a kind expression back at him.

This old man may also feel that he will not live long, and he anxiously confesses some words to this indigenous person in the language of their tribe, but these conversations between them are not understood by Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaodie.

But Ye Wudao still understood a word from their conversation, that is, in their conversation, the syllable "Shencao" appeared several times, because this indigenous person had told Ye Wudao and them about the pronunciation of the name Shencao in their tribe, so Ye Wudao would understand.

Obviously, those guys who slaughtered the natives in the tribe came for the sake of the Divine Grass, but Ye Wudao was a little disdainful of this.

What kind of divine grass, this thing is called Danxia grass in Huaguo, but it is difficult to find it now, maybe there are still in some deep mountains and old forests, but it takes luck to meet it.

This Danhe grass does have some kind of magical effect, which can cure some diseases or injuries, but it is a bit too much to say that it is a sacred grass, but for these natives who do not have modern medical technology, it is not an exaggeration to say that Danxia grass is a sacred grass.

After explaining to the natives, the old man, it didn't take long for his head to tilt, he was already completely out of breath, and he had obviously hung up, not to mention the divine grass, even if there was a divine pill, I am afraid that he would not be able to save it.

And the natives hugged the old man's body for a long time and didn't want to put it down, Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaodie couldn't bear to disturb him, and the two walked out.

And Zhao Xiaodie is a girl after all, seeing this isolated indigenous tribe being slaughtered by modern civilization made her feel a little uncomfortable, and Ye Wudao understood her mood and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.

After a while, the indigenous man walked out of the old man's house and talked to Ye Wudao for most of the day, his expression looked very anxious, but unfortunately, everyone couldn't understand each other's words, which was undoubtedly equivalent to a chicken and a duck, but it was just a waste of time.

At this time, suddenly the indigenous man seemed to think of something, and he also learned from Ye Wudao, picked up a branch, drew it on the ground, and immediately expressed his meaning, although Ye Wudao was even guessed, but the meaning should not be far away.

However, Ye Wudao didn't know if it was accurate, the indigenous first drew a bunch of villains with guns, and then drew the houses of the tribe, which meant that there were ordinary people with weapons who broke into their tribe and then killed their people.

Then the aboriginal drew some escaped villains on the ground, which means that some of the tribesmen of their tribe escaped and were not all killed, and then some villains were drawn together, and a few villains with weapons were drawn behind, which means that some tribesmen were taken away by them.

(End of chapter)