There was a loud bang, and a puff of white smoke came out of my handcuff against the reflection of the torches on the fire, and the crowd was startled at first, and then turned their heads to look at my position;

The most unfortunate was the bald man, who was closest to me, but he was completely defenseless, and the smoke of gunpowder hung over his head, as if he had ascended to immortality;

"Clansmen of the Banpo tribe, have any of you ever seen such a murderous tree spirit?";

I shouted loudly with the strength of my chest and lungs, trying to spread as far as I could, but after a long time, no one answered;

"I believe many people already know that just tonight, these tree spirits took the lives of more than a dozen of our clansmen! The hunters were almost ..... for this", and before I could finish my sentence, the short-haired woman sitting at my feet cried "wow", and the cry was heartbreaking, followed by the sobs of the other two women;

"I told you ten days ago that all of you will be my people in the future, and that no one will die a humble death, whether it is a demon or a rebel of your former kind, you will be protected by the sun god and the wood god for life", I paused:

"But now, these godless tree spirits have taken more than a dozen of our lives with their own hands, and on the other side of the tree group, there are still more than thirty people trapped in it, they are all brothers and sisters of the Banpo tribe like you, are you willing to give them up?";

The crowd was still silent;

"Now that you are trapped inside, do you want the people outside to give up on you?";

The crowd began to stir;

"If you are killed by the Spirits, do you want someone to avenge you after you die?";

"Revenge!" The sound of a broken gong exploded from the crowd, it was too dark for me to see who was shouting, but the voice seemed to be somewhat familiar;

"If you are caught by the spirits, do you want your companions to risk their lives to save you?";

"Revenge! Hope ~ revenge! ”；

The chaotic shouting points in the crowd went from few to one after another, more and more, until they were boiling;

"Bang" was another sound of handcuffs, and this time the bald man learned very well, and when he saw me take out the powder bag from his sleeve, he slipped away;

"I promised that I would protect you thoroughly, I promised that no one would bring you bullying again, go back to the tribe to get firewood and charcoal, and before tomorrow evening, we will use a firewood as high as a mountain to burn the beasts that block my door in front of us, and we will use fire to take revenge on these tree spirits who disobey the sun god!";

The crowd of Wuyang disappeared from view in the night, so fast that I couldn't tell whether they were going back to copy the guys or running away, leaving only a few people still sitting on the ground;

I'm familiar with the faces of these guys...

The old fox of the Qi tribe with dull eyes, the Sichuan girl who carefully cares for the short-haired girl and the other three, and the bald man who is far away from me for fear that the "magic scepter" that can summon the thunder god will ring again, and the blind man who always covers his ears;

"What are you doing in a daze? Go back and pick someone you know, and you'll have to dig a pit tonight, and it must be a pit where you see the roots! ", I said to the bald man;

"Aren't you afraid that I'll die in it too?" The bald man got back that bad smile, but I knew that he would definitely go, because of the girl he loved, the tiger girl... He was still waiting for him somewhere across the woods.