In fact, I have asked Huya this question more than once, and when we drifted at sea and mistakenly broke into the sea area of the demon girl tribe, I found the strange appearance on the tiger girl's face, not to mention that they spoke the same local language, but no matter how I asked later, she avoided answering the situation of the demon girl tribe.

"You mean you were originally together?" , I sat inside the tree wall, and asked in the local language with the side facing the Sichuan girl.

"I only know a little bit, it was a matter of the last few generations, but we always fight each other, and the captured or eaten prisoners", Chuan Meizi replied, but she did not stop the hemp rope she was weaving in her hand, her calmness almost confirmed that she should have done this thing too,

"I heard Sanman tell us that a long time ago, we also lived on that island, but their Sanman colluded with the Spirits, killed the patriarch at night, and gave many people to Salin as their slaves, they are fierce beasts", she said halfway, put down the hemp rope in her hand, her expression was a little excited, and when she said the so-called "Saling", she looked a little flustered, and hurriedly closed her mouth and continued to stir up the things in her hand.

"What is Shanman? Is it your leader? I saw that she was silent, but just bowed her head and knitted, so I asked.

"No, Shanman is the messenger of the Divine Vine, their god, don't you often speak ill of her? It's the enchantress Medusa you said, her name is Ji Ya. Sister Chuan pouted as she spoke, obviously she was very disdainful of the so-called god vine, god and even demon girl.

Only then did I know that the white-clothed demon girl actually had such a broken name, and I would rather call her the demon girl Medusa.

"What's going on with the Wraiths? What is Shenteng? Her few brief words raised a bunch of question marks in me, which Tiger Ya and Dandan never mentioned to me, even though I didn't understand why they were hiding it from me.

"The Spirits, the Devils, they live in a large land where the sun doesn't shine very cold, they are strong and very tall, we are slaves, their slaves, they have many slaves, there are many slaves on every island, but it's strange, since I came to this island, I haven't seen the Spirit, I don't know where the Spirits have gone", she muttered, as if talking to herself, without raising her head.

"You have not seen them, they are very fierce, the disobedient slaves will be eaten alive by the wild beasts they drive, and the women who cannot work will be dragged away by them, but they have never been released, and Samon told us that they were taken to that very cold place to live a good life, but I know that they were tortured to death, and I have seen the corpses of the dead men, the same spirits who live there in our place", she said, and I could clearly see her weaving

The hemp rope's hands were trembling slightly.

"Are the Spiritmen those big, wild men with beast masks?" According to her description, I feel more and more that the beast-headed man who was killed and eaten alive by the demon girl's commander is what she calls the evil spirit.

Unbeknownst to me, as soon as my words came out, she shook her whole body and let out a soft cry of "ah", and the straw rope immediately fell to the ground.

"Have you seen them? Are they on this island? Was it the wood god who helped you not get caught by them? The Sichuan girl's lips trembled a little, and the local language smashed at me like droplets.

"Well, I did, but the Evil Man had already been killed," I soothed her and sat down again, whispering to her.

After hearing this, she slowly put her forehead on my knee, rubbed it gently, and murmured to me: "You said that the wood god will bless me with no more suffering, I don't want to see the demon people again, and I don't want to go back to Shanman, they don't treat me as a human being, I'd rather die, please", after speaking, he didn't look up again, and after a while, the knee of his pants was wet with tears.

Her words vaguely revealed that she had been tortured as a gift to the Spirits, and in order to prevent her from becoming more upset, I had to swallow questions such as "How many people are there in the Spirits, why don't you resist?" and so on.

"How many people are in your tribe?" , I asked cautiously.

She wiped the tears from her face, picked up the hemp rope on the ground and knitted it, calmed down for a long time, and then bowed her head and said to me: "We are slaves, we can't be called tribes, maybe it's now, when I was taken out of there, there were people living there, there were more of us, but when we moved here from the island, many boats failed to float here, and those boats could no longer be found, and they died in the sea."

The four hundred, that is, the four hundred, slept at night, and a large bonfire was placed in the middle of a large circle of people to prevent the wild beasts from approaching, and this circle was a circle, which was almost what we call a hundred.

"What are you talking about?" I saw that she wanted to get up and go back to get new materials, and hurriedly asked.

"Shenten? It was the gods, and they enshrined it in the stone house, but I didn't believe in it, their gods only deceived people, and because of it, I was almost tormented, and Saman said that I was born to go through those sufferings, but whenever I suffered, the gods never helped me." As she spoke, the people had already stepped on the road, groping in the direction of the earthen house.

Frankly speaking, I never thought that there would be so many people in the demon tribe, more than four hundred savages, but in fact, since the crossbow machine was built, I was not too worried about the intrusion of the demon tribe, because I knew that among the so-called people around the perimeter, the men who really had combat power may not be able to do less than one circumference, and most of them were only engaged in heavy manual labor; Women, on the other hand, collectively take care of people who need to be cared for, such as children.

And what am I afraid of these more than 100 so-called "warriors"? If nothing else, half of them will be left behind in their path, and don't forget the cannibal swamp and the Black Dragon Forest, which are natural barriers! The remaining dozens of numbers, then it can only depend on luck.

But I'm very curious about the origin of the beast-headed people, according to what the Sichuan girl said, the beast-headed people, oh, that is, the evil spirit tribe actually lives in the cold place in the north, but I can't think of it when I bend my head, if the "Zheng He" shipwreck more than five years ago made me drift here, this island is so warm, there is no word "cold" at all, so my north must not be the three eastern provinces of the motherland, and the sea area where I am located will never be the East China Sea of the motherland, and even, I may not even be in the South China Sea!

So, where the hell am I now?