The cooking did not happen, and a group of onlookers parted, and an old man, whose snow-white beard was almost up to his waist, and whose wrinkles on his face could trap mosquitoes, walked towards Poplar with a wooden cane. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man seemed to have a very high status here, and as soon as he appeared, there was basically no sound around him.

Although this old man is so old that he is dying, his eyes are very energetic, his skeleton is very large, and he walks in a tiger's style, and Bai Yang feels that there should be no problem for the other party to live another one or two decades.

The old man said something to the poplar, but he didn't understand it at all, his face was dazed, and there was no translator, which was a little embarrassing.

Then the old man said something to the three men who had brought Poplar here, and the three men replied from time to time, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking their heads......

Anyway, Poplar could only stare dryly, and secretly looked at the people around him out of the corner of his eye, and he sadly found that if he wanted to fight, he might not even be able to beat the children here, and the one-meter-tall little dot was covered in muscle bumps......

The people here, both men and women, are very strong, and there is a weak chicken in the crowd like himself.

However, Poplar discovered one thing, that is, people here dress very casually, well, casual is just a relatively nice description that Poplar came up with, and to put it bluntly, it is a shame......

Children under one meter are basically bare-bottomed, and it doesn't matter whether they are men or women, adults, men are basically naked, and they either have an animal skin around their waists, or they are wearing rough pants that don't know what fabric, and the women are similar, but the upper body is still covered, and a rough strip of cloth or a piece of animal skin is wrapped around the job......

"No wonder the children here look like calves, and those women are too 'breasts', and the abundant milk has laid a good foundation for them from an early age"!

The poplar with his eyes rolling around blushed a little, especially after a group of women pointed at the poplar and deliberately raised his chest and burst into laughter.

Then a big hand fell on Poplar, and it was actually the second barbarian, although there was no verbal communication, but the other party squeezed his eyebrows and made an expression at Poplar that a man knows how to ......

“%&…… ￥%…… ￥*（&”

The bearded old man said something to Poplar, and although he couldn't understand it, Poplar understood his movements and asked him to follow.

With the idea that if the situation is not right, he will run away, and followed the old man.

The people around seemed to be looking at the Western scenery and muttered at the poplars, and the wooden staff in the old man's hand leaned on the ground, and said something in a loud voice, and suddenly the people around him dispersed in a hurry.

"It's a terrible feeling to be watched, especially a bunch of barbarians who are ready to eat people at any time," he muttered in his heart, wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead without a trace.

This village, built in the middle of the jungle, is surrounded by a wall surrounded by thick tree stumps, probably no less than 500 meters in diameter, and hundreds of large trees grow, basically all of which require several or even a dozen people to hug each other.

Poplar had to admire the wisdom of these people's survival, the house was built on a tree, not only to prevent the attack of wild beasts, but also to prevent the disaster of floods, a river interspersed through the village, to say that there is no flood or anything Poplar does not believe.

He followed the old man to the foot of the largest tree in the village, and went up a long ladder, followed by the three men who had returned with the poplars.

Coming to the tree, Poplar was surprised to find that although the house was built at a height of at least 30 meters above the ground, the area was not small, it was not a small tree house as imagined, but a real house, afraid of no less than 100 square meters, and it was three floors, which Poplar could see from the balcony outside the building, and the roof was paved with a kind of grass that Poplar did not recognize.

Entering the room, the first thing that imprints the poplar's eye is a place similar to a cottage hall, with a chair covered with tiger skin at the forefront, and then two rows of about one or twenty chairs on the left and right.

Just as Poplar was muttering in his heart that this was really a cottage, several women with quick hands and feet came here, emptied the chairs on both sides in a few clicks, and then put up a simple desk, behind which was a futon-like cushion that I didn't know what to do.

At the signal of the white-bearded old man, he sat down on the cushions, and then the women appeared again, and with their hands and feet they quickly placed on the table some fruits that Poplar did not even recognize, followed by roast meat on a wooden plate, and then on the table there was a rough black jar the size of a pregnant woman's belly......

Looking blankly at a large table of food, is this going to invite me to dinner?

Baiyang has heard that the ethnic minorities in some parts of China are very hospitable, could it be that the same is true of this world?

The fact is that Poplar has guessed eight/nine of ten, this village in the jungle rarely has outsiders coming, and the people of the village will hardly go to the outside world if they do not go out to exchange for the necessary necessities, and Poplar, although it seems a little strange to them, has been the only guest here for a long time.

Glancing down the hall, Poplar found that in addition to himself and the three people who had brought him here, there were a dozen or so people who didn't know when they came, all of them full of wildness, and like himself, in front of him was a wooden table about a meter long, full of fruit roast meat and a large black jar.

The white-bearded old man like the leader of the cottage at the front smiled at Poplar, didn't know what he was talking about, and then stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Then Poplar saw that the people in this hall were already eating, grabbed a large piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth, and gnawed a mouthful of fruit to relieve his greasyness, and then the jar opened, and it was actually wine, and they directly grabbed the jar and drank it, and for a time the whole room was full of wine and meat......

Looking blankly at this group of barbarians who ate and drank, Poplar shouted in his heart that you are too heroic and extremely dumbfounded, since it is a meal, what about the bowl? What about chopsticks? What about rice?

Moreover, there is also a reason why Poplar is hesitant to swallow because of the fruit roast and wine in front of him, these barbarians are fine to eat, but if they eat the physique of an earthling, will there be any adverse reactions? Something that is food for these people may be a deadly poison for themselves!

When Poplar was observing these people, these people were actually secretly observing him, especially the white-bearded old man, who saw all of Poplar's reactions in his eyes and nodded thoughtfully and secretly.

Then he said something to the back of the house, and a woman walked out, holding a wooden plate in her hand, and walked straight to the poplar.

When this woman appeared, Bai Yang's expression froze, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

With a height of one meter seven and a ******** devil figure, even from the eyes of earthlings, this is a standard big beauty, with wheat-colored skin full of wildness, big eyes, small mouth, high nose bridge, big palm-sized face, and hair tied into a neat ponytail at the back of the head.

Especially the dress of this woman, the bulging chest is surrounded by a strip of cloth more than a foot wide, as if it will be torn open at any time, the slender and elastic waist is very impactful, a leather skirt encircles the lower body, and the straight and slender long legs are walking towards the poplar, almost making him stop breathing.

"What's going on"? Poplar doesn't understand.

To Poplar's surprise, the woman walked directly to him, then knelt on the ground and placed the wooden plate in her hand on the table in front of Poplar, which contained two wooden bowls, two pairs of chopsticks and a knife.

The wooden bowl and chopsticks, the aspen look like they are newly made no matter how you look at them......

The woman first used a knife to cut the roast meat on the table into small pieces under the stunned gaze of Poplar, then used one of the pairs of chopsticks to hold some in one bowl, then he opened the jar and poured a bowl of turquoise wine into the other bowl, and then looked at Poplar with wide eyes.

Looking up at the surroundings in a bit of a daze, Poplar noticed that everyone was looking at him.

"What do you mean"? Poplar was at a loss.

The white-bearded old man made a gesture of invitation to the poplar, and he understood, this is for himself to eat.

Looking around, then at the bowl in front of him, and then at the woman with a faint fragrance next to him, Poplar was very dazed.

What made him even more sluggish was that the woman looked at him and blinked her eyes a few times, then reached out and grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and seemed to be very unskilled in picking up a piece of meat and sending it to his mouth.

Poplar, whose thinking had almost stopped, instinctively opened his mouth to eat, he didn't eat what the meat tasted like, and he forgot the question of whether he, the physique of an earthling, could eat this thing.

Being served to eat, and being a big beautiful girl waiting to eat, where has Poplar experienced such a battle?

Seeing that Poplar had eaten, the people in the hall moved again, but for some reason, their movements were not as heroic as before, and they looked a little awkward.

"Sure enough, it's a big young master, and he has to use superfluous things like dishes and chopsticks to eat, and he won't eat by himself without a woman to serve him!"

"It is our blessing that such a young master can come to our village, and he must serve him well."

"If he takes a fancy to the kitten, the kitten is waiting to be blessed"

A group of people who ate and drank whispered words that Poplar did not understand......

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