The next day, before dawn, I was woken up by a noise, and the madman was lying on the window, apparently having been watching for a while.

"What's the situation?" I asked.

The madman didn't look back, and pouted: "I've already taken one away, and now this one has been calculated, and the one who left just now is simply miserable." ”

I glanced out the window, and the ashes of last night's roasted whole sheep were still there, and a group of people were gathered around the ashes. Although we lived on the second floor, we still couldn't see the middle of the crowd, but we were sure that the group outside was from the off-road team.

I patted the madman on the shoulder: "Let's go, go down and have a look." ”

When I went downstairs, the windows of every room were full of people. Shen Muhan beckoned to me, I looked around and didn't see the prodigal son.

"That guy won't wake up the bar yet, and the boss won't show up when he makes such a big noise." I muttered to myself, leaned against the wall with the madman, lit a cigarette, and watched the crowd not far away.

Maniacs always like to hold cigarettes in their mouths, and only take them off when they are halfway through the cigarette to form a pillar of ash, and it is said that because they look more handsome, I tried to learn it, but I didn't succeed once.

The moans of a man were constantly heard in the crowd, sounding extremely painful, presumably badly injured.

Seeing that the smoke on the madman's mouth was already halfway over, and I was about to reach for it, a heart-rending scream suddenly came from the crowd, and I was unprepared for a moment.

The madman shouted "I'm sorry" and blew vigorously, I glanced at him, the cigarette butt was still stuck to my lips, the cigarette butt had fallen to the ground and was still smoking, I should have been startled when I took the cigarette, and took it in the wrong place.

The madman blew for a while, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "I said, can you have a sense of public morality?" In this broad daylight, people don't want to forget it, so why bother to make it difficult? Twisted melons are not sweet! ”

It was clear that the situation was more serious, and the madman's voice was so loud that the group of people could certainly hear it, but they ignored it.

After a while, the crowd began to disperse, leaving only one man lying on the ground holding his knees, wailing in pain, and there was already a large blood stain on the ground.

The madman looked at the blood stains on the ground, smacked his lips and said, "I'll go, make so much blood, do you want to play so big?" ”

I've noticed that the madman has been talking more and more out of tune since he went to the Iren Pavilion. I didn't bother to talk to him, my attention was on the pool of blood on the ground.

There was a calf on the blood stain that was shaking slightly on the ground, and next to the broken leg stood a man with a long beard, carrying a knife in his hand, and blood was constantly dripping on the ground. I've seen that knife before, the name is the Kurk saber, the hind legs of the wild donkey can be cut off with a single knife, and it has a strong ability to protect itself, and many field expeditions like to be equipped with this kind of saber.

The beard pointed at the off-road vehicle next to him with a knife, and a man with a tattoo on his face ran over and took out a first-aid kit to stop the bleeding of the man with a broken leg. The black-faced man had just squatted down to be bandaged, when a blue light suddenly flashed in the broken leg next to him, this light I had seen, and the blue insects that covered the sky in the cave with the banyan tree at the bottom of the sea were this kind of light. I was shocked, I didn't expect to see that kind of bug here. At that time, I saw Wang Chuan's tragic situation with my own eyes, and I immediately understood why the person on the ground was cut off his leg, presumably the one who was sent away before was also injured by this kind of bug.

"Be careful!"

When I shouted, it was too late, a blue light flew out of the broken leg, and plunged into the arm of the black-faced man, but fortunately, the black-faced man reacted quickly, grabbed the arm, and the blue bug failed to continue to drill up the arm, and turned in a circle in place, who could not see clearly, and could imagine that the flesh on the arm's arm had been ground to pieces.

The bearded man had already grabbed the black-faced man's arm with one hand and raised his saber, and I pulled the madman by the hand: "Don't look at it, work!" ”

"Stop!" At my shout, the madman had already rushed out, and in a few strides he kicked forward one by one, right on the bearded man's hand. His beard and wrists ached, and his saber flipped in the air a few times and stuck on the ground.

As soon as the bearded man saw that the madman suddenly appeared, it was not easy to make a move, whether it was the strength or speed of the move, and he suddenly took a few steps back vigilantly, and the people around him began to surround him cautiously.

I bent down and picked up the saber: "Come and hold him down, don't want to die and go away!" The people around me didn't move when they looked at me, obviously still wary of me and the madman's sudden appearance.

The madman saw the unkind eyes of the people around him, put on a defensive posture and said: "Wood, you move quickly, I can't stand it for too long, if you don't enjoy it, I'll accompany you to the small alley when you go back!" ”

What a mess, I cursed the madman in my heart, and crouched in front of the black-faced man, the tip of the knife aimed at the blue point of light.

The bearded man looked at the madman and me, and then at the black-faced man sitting on the ground in a cold sweat, and seemed to understand what I meant, and nodded to the person next to him. The two of them came over and pressed the arm.

When I was at the bottom of the sea, I once pulled out an insect in Wang Chuan's leg, this time I drew a scoop according to the gourd, opened the skin and flesh with a saber, saw the right time, pinched the insect's buttocks and pulled it out, and then pulled off a large piece of meat. I've always had a lingering fear of the sharp horns on the bug's head, and I've been expecting this outcome for a long time.

The bug struggled in his hand for a moment and began to swell. I yelled "dodge" and threw the bug into the distance, bursting into a blue liquid before it could hit the ground, followed by an inexplicable stench. The black-faced man was very tolerant, and there was no sound at all from beginning to end.

After a period of tossing, the sky had already dawned. I thrust the saber into the ground, looked at the wound on the arm of the black-faced man and couldn't die for a while, so I beckoned the madman to go to the house, and glanced at Shen Muhan lying on the window from a distance, with a solemn expression on his face.

After walking a few steps, the voice of the beard came from behind: "Two little brothers, thank you for saving my brother!" As he spoke, he arched his hand at me and the madman.

I saluted the madman in return without much stopping. Originally, I didn't plan to rescue these people, after all, they were probably related to the person who sent the courier, and it was better to keep my distance until I understood their purpose, but I changed my mind when I saw the dark-faced man in the crowd.

The clothes worn by the black-faced people are very wide, and the hair is scattered for a while, and the gender cannot be seen for a while, although Shen Muhan has taught me before that the most effective part of judging gender is to look at the hip bone, but I can't rush over and lift other people's clothes to see, so just now I took advantage of the time to take the insects to pay attention to it, the forehead is full, the eyebrow bone is flat, the collarbone is protruding and there is no Adam's apple, it is obviously a woman. Although many ethnic groups have the custom of tattooing, such as the Li, Zhuang, Dai and Yi in South China and Southwest China, and the Gura and Tu in Northwest China, only a few of these ethnic groups have the custom of wearing a black face, the most famous is the Dulong Tattooed Woman.

In addition, there are images of snakes on both the mask and the seal at the bottom of the sea, I guess that the Lin family may have snake totem worship, and the only people who use snakes as totems and really worship Nuwa as ancestors are some ancient ethnic minorities in Yunnan, and the Dulong people are among them. There are only a few thousand people left in the entire Dulong tribe, mainly distributed in the Nu River valley, and they are almost impossible to see in other places, so the sudden appearance here naturally makes me a little more vigilant. After confirming my identity, I finally felt a little more at ease, at least I had to know where the other party came from.

At this time, the prodigal son Jin came out of the house, saw that I was also there, and hurriedly ran over: "What's the matter, brother, are you okay?" ”

I patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, you better go and see those people first, they are more seriously injured." ”

The prodigal son Jin went over to talk to the bearded man for a while, explained the waiter's cleaning of the bloodstains at the scene, and then returned to the house and began to arrange the breakfast of all the guests. The beard sent two men to take the man with the broken leg to the nearest hospital, and after bandaging the wounds of the black-faced man, he also returned to the house one after another. The people who were lying on the window to watch the excitement were also busy with their own things, after all, the injuries of others would not hurt them, and it was more important for them to fill their stomachs.