A tent tip on the horizon slowly turned into a tent, and there were figures moving there. As we got closer, Youxiao was sure that this wasn't a mirage. But this is not a mirage, and it is more unreal than a mirage, which is very strange!

There were many mounds on both sides and behind the tents, and there was a lake behind the tents, and behind the lake were bare hills, but there were no plants growing around the lake! And the people here seem to be very unfriendly, staring at this outsider with vicious eyes. Youxiao didn't dare to ask them for water, so she ran to the lake to drink water to quench her thirst.

After drinking the water, he suddenly reacted. The features of those people's facial features, as well as the high-waisted gray robe, were the characters in the hand-drawn pencil drawing. "That's right, I've finally found the Clan!" He excitedly took out his camera and couldn't wait to start shooting.

In the process of filming in this tent group, he gradually discovered that all the people he saw were men. "Are all the women out? Or do women never go out? He took out the painting and looked at it carefully, and it turned out that there were only men in the painting.

Just thinking about it, after hearing a trumpet, everyone rushed in one direction. For a photographer, this excitement must be made. Youxiao also rushed over with the camera, filming as he walked.

Eventually, everyone gathered in front of a large golden-topped tent. The tent is set up on a high platform, quite imposing, like a royal palace. A large number of black men have gathered in the audience, and it seems that there are tens of thousands of people. People scrambled to the front, hoping to get as close to the platform as possible. Youxiao naturally wants to be at the front and can shoot clearly, but most of them are arched to the front by the people behind.

The trombones on both sides of the platform blew again, and the crowd suddenly fell silent. The curtain was raised, and the two walked out of the big tent. "So there are women here! It's just hiding in it and not showing up. ”

The two women were one in front of the other, the one in front of them was sixty or seventy years old, with a red cane, and her expression was serious, not angry and arrogant.

The woman in the back, tall and tall, wore a black cape. She wore a black veil, her long hair hung down her shoulders, and she wore a delicate gold crown on her head.

Charming and slender, a pair of phoenix eyes seducing the soul. The black veil was pressed against the bridge of the nose that was delicate and straight, and the skin exposed next to the eyes was as white as congealed cream. She stood there and looked around in silence, the men below all craned their necks to meet her glance with expectant eyes.

Then the young woman spoke softly to the old woman, and turned back into the account. The people below may have marveled at her graceful turn, charming back, and suddenly became restless. In the agitation, the old woman pointed to the crowd with her cane, "You, come up." ”

Youxiao was at a loss for what to do, because it seemed to be referring to him, "Huh? He looked around, still suspicious. The old woman raised her voice again and said, "It's you, short-haired outsider, come up!" ”

At this time, the people around him shot at You Xiao with countless jealous, hateful, and vicious eyes. There are even more people who want to rush up, which is not conducive to Youxiao. The old woman's crutches slammed heavily on the platform, and the agitated people reluctantly got out of the way, and sent Youxiao up to the platform with terrible eyes and a low roar.