The sea, which has always been calm, seems to have become more choppy these days.

Xiaoxiao's injury recovered well and was soon able to walk on the ground, while Xiaowan's spiritual power was almost lost, and only Mao Tuan seemed to have grown a lot.

And just like that, we spent some more time on this small island.

One day, the hair ball ran out of the waves on the beach alone, and every time it had to come back with some fish to eat. At this time, I saw that he was extremely panicked, and even a little frightened, he looked like he had arrived home in embarrassment, and rushed over from the beach and yelled at me: "Brother! Oh no, big deal! ”

When I saw it like that, I was immediately happy when did this bastard do this? Then he asked, "What happened to the hair ball, look at what scares you!" ”

Mao Tuan stood up and pointed at the beach with one paw: "There are several canoes over there, I have calculated at least three or four, no, not five or six!" ”

Is this guy so stupid that he can't even count how many boats? It was only later that I found out that there were only three boats coming.

I said, "What's so scary about that?" ”

However, Mao Tuan didn't know whether he was stupid or stunned, and he was trembling, and he couldn't say anything clearly, and I was also startled when I saw this appearance. What kind of simple thing could it be to scare it like this?

I calmed down first and asked carefully, "Maotuan, what did you see?" Mao Tuan said: "There are a lot of Kunlun slaves with hair on their heads, it's so terrible, my ancestors have been killed by Kunlun slaves!" ”

Kunlun Nu comes from the legend of the Tang Dynasty and deserves to be a kind of little black man, loyal to the Lord. According to legend, Bai Ze in the Tang Dynasty was killed by a Kunlun slave when he came to the world. Therefore, Bai Ze was extremely afraid of Kunlun Nu. In fact, the Kunlun slaves of the Tang Dynasty were curly-haired little black people in the Malay Peninsula who were sold to Guangzhou as slaves for a generation.

I smiled indifferently, and with my current strength, I was not afraid of them at all: "It doesn't matter, there is a brother here, are you still afraid of a hammer?" Mao Tuan nodded hurriedly: "Brother! You can call me dead, I can trust you! ”

You're in charge of protecting Xiaoxiao here, and I'm going to take a look at these unscrupulous guys. Mao Tuan still seemed to be afraid, and after a little thought, he nodded and agreed, "Uh-huh!" Brother, you can rest assured of everything here! ”

I picked up the Blue Styx Sword and handed a dagger to the small bowl. I'm going to stand on a higher level and observe the situation. So we came to a high rock, and on the vast sea, there were twenty or so natives, and they seemed to be carrying several poor worms that they had caught. They had a total of three canoes. It seems that they came here to have a victorious banquet with these three living people. It is estimated that they will sacrifice to the gods after killing people, and this cruel sacrifice is also called the sun sacrifice!

The Spaniards wrote: "Before dawn the prisoners who were about to be sacrificed were brought out, and they were arranged in four rows. One of the groups was taken from one island to another; This journey of death is infused with a mystical ritual of the ascension of the soul. It would take them four days, if not more, to put all the prisoners to death, and the blood was bleeding like a river, and the blood cooled and clotted into a horrific blood. After the sacrifice, they cut off the limbs and heads of the victims, ate the limbs at ceremonies and feasts, hung the heads on beams, and did not eat the bodies, but fed them to the beasts.

They chose a place where the coast was low and there was a dense wooded area to land.

A group of them landed on the shore and did a mysterious dance, bowing and dancing towards the sun, which I looked strange to see. It seemed to be a ritual of praying for the ascension of the soul, as if it was an expression of the sacrifice to the sun, and to be precise, it was not a dance, it was a witchcraft!

What followed was nothing short of outrageous, and they tore three trembling prisoners off the ship. They slashed at the head of one of the prisoners with their huge stone axes, and immediately the head rolled to the ground, blood spurted out, and the other two prisoners were directly frightened.

"Let's go! Kill those natives! ”

After all, we are still familiar with this small island, and I plan to make my way through the woods and attack this group of natives by surprise.

In the process of moving forward, some ideas almost made me shake and give up, to be honest, they have their own folk characteristics, even if they kill a handful of people, it is their custom, it is not my turn to say three or four! But when I think that these people are not reasonable at all, and that danger will come to us at any time, I will not waver!

Threaten me that I can, but I can't afford to lose friends again! So this group of barbarians must die, according to the theory of karma, their indiscriminate killing of innocents has long been against the peace of heaven, I am responsible for guarding the order of heaven and earth and don't see it, forget it, once you bump into this matter, it must be managed!

But what came to my mind was, what was my mission, what reason, what was the need to kill and shed blood, to attack these people? They didn't hurt me, and they didn't intend to hurt me. To me, they are innocent. As for their barbaric customs, it is only their own misfortune, and their tribal peoples remain in a state of ignorance and barbarism. To be honest, I'm so entangled!

As I walked forward, I was haunted by these thoughts. In the end, however, I still have to decide to observe their methods first, and if there is a dry sky and then I will have to do it! If it was just a ritual, then their own gods would dispose of him.

Having made up my mind, I quickly made my way through the woods, the little bowl following closely behind me, cautiously and silently moving forward. We walked until we reached the edge of the woods, which was closest to them, separated only by a few trees, a corner of the edge of the woods.

We were only about 50 meters away from them, a distance that was enough to see what they were doing. In a shocking scene, for about twenty minutes we had come, they were eating the flesh of a captive around the fire, and another captive was lying on the sand not far from them, with their hands and feet tied.

And it's still Asian, not indigenous here. Presumably, he also came out to risk being captured by these natives. I don't have any particular distinction between high and low races, but I'm just outraged by the abusive behavior of their group of people across races!

I saw an Asian man naked and tied to the ground, with several knives stuck in his body, and seemed to be screaming over there, already dying! By this time, I was furious, but I still suppressed the anger in my heart, and walked back more than twenty paces, and came behind a bush. Under the cover of this bush, I walked all the way to the back of the big tree. There was a small plateau, about ten meters or so from the wild people.

The anger is unquenchable, and I'm ready to intervene!