"Don't you understand what I'm saying? No is no good! ”

"Barbarian, send off!"

The old man was thin and thin, and waved his hand.

A reckless man with a red upper body, dark skin, but a strong muscular body next to him walked out in one step, followed by two equally strong guys, making a gesture to drive Ren Xiu and the three of them away.

"Wait!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a cigarette pouch and pot in his hand and a kind look came out of the crowd.

The man looked to be about forty or fifty years old, slightly chubby, with long eyebrows and kind eyes, giving people the feeling of a good old man.

"Patriarch, Xiao Yi has been alone outside alone in the past few years, and I haven't seen anything in the world, have you thought too much about it? It's not always up to these friends. As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring! ”

The old man of the cigarette pouch pot took a puff of the large copper rod tobacco pouch, spit out a puff of smoke, and continued:

"You countrymen can't be too ruthless, don't you say, don't you just want to see a sacrifice, just look at it, what's it! Old patriarch, to tell you the truth, I asked Ming Wazi to let them in,"

"You... Old cigarette bag, you are breaking the rules of your ancestors! ”

"You don't break the rules, look at what the tribes eat and drink every day, compared to the Xiahe tribe, we live in primitive times. What's more, look at our people, the number of people is getting fewer and fewer year by year, and only seven young dolls have been born in the past ten years. If you follow the rules set by your ancestors, you can tell me where to find boys and girls for tomorrow's sacrifice! ”

Sacrifice!

Boys and girls!

Xiao Ling and Wang Yunrao are brains are slow to react, and they have also heard what it means to sacrifice and virgins!

The faces of the two women turned pale on the spot, and sweat flowed down their faces.

There was a dispute among the Shanghe tribesmen, but Ren Xiu didn't expect it.

"Old cigarette pouch, in front of outsiders, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Where is there nonsense, you let the old pimple tell everyone what the ancestral rules are!"

The old cigarette pouch snorted the cigarette pouch pot, and the smoke from the cigarette pouch whirred, and his eyes were on a short man with a tennis-sized sarcoma on his neck.

The sarcoma man bared his yellow teeth and grinned, but he didn't speak.

Nian Xiaoyi Road:

"Grandpa, I promised them, you see..."

The old man didn't wait for Nian Xiaoyi to finish speaking, and sternly refused:

"No way!"

"If not, tomorrow the sacrifice will be held in the old way!"

"You..."

The old cigarette pouch pot seems to be on the same page as the old man, and the old man is not the same as the accidental person who entered the tribe, but he is doing it.

The old man's cloudy eyes were about to burst into flames, staring at Nian Xiaoyi and the old cigarette pouch, but they couldn't resist the two of them. As the head of the clan, he originally made a lot of promises, and no one in the clan could disobey him.

It's just that the actual situation of the Shanghe tribe in recent years is similar to what the old tobacco bag said, and the old man also knows that many people have already been dissatisfied in private, especially the young and strong young man, who can't marry a daughter-in-law, and can't pass on the lineage. The person in charge of the tribe's procurement of supplies introduced the outside world of flowers, which made many people fascinated.

After all, the older generation is fine, and the younger generation, few of them can keep the hardship.

Especially in the last ten years, the population is thin.

Ren Xiu and several outsiders appeared, which aroused everyone's dissatisfaction.

"If you want me to see, this young man is so handsome, why don't you let him in, come on, little handsome guy, my sister loves you!"

Another sister!

Sister, I can't turn it on!

A middle-aged woman in the crowd dressed in bells and whistles with her breasts faintly exposed, shook the waist of the water snake, and was about to take Ren Xiu's hand.

Ren Xiuyi shuddered, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

Who are these Shanghe tribes!

Old Gui sounds like an old ghost, and there are old cigarette bags, brute boys, big sarcomas, big sisters...

"Sister Hua, you give me some respect!"

The old man glared at Sister Hua fiercely, Sister Hua shrugged her shoulders, didn't dare to contradict it, and retreated stupidly.

"Okay, since that's the point, I'll take a step back, but tomorrow's sacrifice, the three of you can only watch from a distance in the old ancestral hall, and you must not get close!"

The old man couldn't resist everyone, so he had to reluctantly agree.

"Actually, they're also good for the tribe,"

The old cigarette pouch was directly interrupted by the old man in the middle of his words, looked at Ren Xiu and the others, and said coldly:

"Come with me and stay at my house!"

The old man knew that if Ren Xiu was allowed to live in a room alone, Sister Hua would be able to handle Ren Xiu tonight.

But if the old man knew that Ren Xiu's yang energy could scorch Sister Hua, he couldn't let him live alone.

"Thank you, Grandpa,"

"Humph!"

Old Gui snorted coldly and turned his head towards the village.

Nian Xiaoyi grinned and gave a thumbs up to the old cigarette pouch, which meant thank you to the tobacco pouch grandfather.

The head of one clan spoke, and the others stopped saying anything, and left one after another.

Only Sister Hua stared at Ren Xiu reluctantly, and kept blinking at Ren Xiu before leaving, and Ren Xiu felt a chill when she watched.

You are forty or fifty years old, and the wrinkles on your face can be caught by flies and mosquitoes, and you are infertile.

The old cow eats tender grass, is it too good for the innocent little male monk?

The last old cigarette pouch to leave nodded with a smile, took out a handful of black pills from the pocket of his jacket, and stuffed it into Nian Xiaoyi's hand.

"It's still Grandpa Cigarette Bag who knows me best, hehe!"

"Eat, eat, eat, I haven't eaten it for almost a year, and I specially left it for you, so I know you love this!"

Then the old cigarette pouch followed the other villagers towards the village.

Xiao Ling watched more than a dozen people walk far away, and they couldn't see their backs before they hurriedly broke free of Ren Xiu's hand, and asked Nian Xiaoyi fearfully: "Xiaoyi, your tribe will not really use living boys and girls to sacrifice to Luoxin River, right?" ”

Wang Yun also walked over, staring at Nian Xiaoyi nervously.

Nian Xiaoyi smiled, shook his head and said:

"How is it possible, it's all a new society, it's all false, don't worry,"

Wang Yun subconsciously asked:

"What sacrifice is it used for?"

"Didn't you also see the corpse diggers of the Xiahe tribe, using those unclaimed dead bodies, no matter how bad they are, cattle and sheep and the like,"

Xiao Ling let out a long breath, patted his towering chest, and said with palpitations:

"It scared me to death, I thought I was really using a living person!"

"You're thinking too much!"

Ren Xiu suddenly remembered being followed, frowned and asked:

"Xiao Yi, has your tribe never been entered by outsiders for decades?"

Nian Xiaoyi shook his head, "Never,"

Then he turned around and pointed to a looming barren mountain and mountain road:

"The Shanghe tribe is surrounded by the Luoxin River on all sides, you look over there, don't look at the mountains are very high, every bush and fortress is guarded, I might as well tell you the truth, many places have set up obstacles, even if you take the waterway, it is impossible for outsiders to come in,"

"Let's go, your grandfather let us go to live at his house, and he still doesn't feel at ease with you. But it doesn't matter, it's the same wherever you live anyway,"