Chapter 5: The Devil Muscular Tribe

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Miao Zhang never thought that being tied to the waistband of his pants would be like this!

The surrounding bushes gradually became lower, and the wild man with the mussel on his waist suddenly shouted in his mouth.

Miao Zhang strangely understood the words of the savage: Come and see, everyone, I grabbed a small bean sprout, and it was even thinner than the savage!

You're a meow, you're a savage!

Miao Zhang wanted to scold, but the situation was out of control.

Well, I put up with it.

……

Within the stone wall, the cluttered wooden houses were scattered around, and the wild men in the cubes surrounded them as if they were looking at strange objects.

"Grandma, come and see, come and see, what did Big Eyes catch?"

"It's so small, can you eat it?"

"Which tribe is this, it's so strange to wear!"

……

Looking at the little savage who was at least one meter eight tall, but was held in the arms of the bigger grandma, Miao Zhang suddenly felt that his worldview had collapsed.

An old savage who was almost three meters, much taller than all the savages, and much stronger, suddenly separated the crowd, reached out and grabbed Miao Zhang, the thick and amazing palm, holding Miao Zhang's small waist, it seemed that with a slight force, Miao Zhang would break into two sections.

The surrounding chaotic sounds all disappeared, and everyone looked respectfully at the old savage in front of them.

Damu lowered his head slightly, and looked at the old savage with excitement in his eyes: "Wise man, is Damu a meritorious service?" This is the prey that Big Eyes took from the mouth of the four-eyed fang! ā€

The surrounding crowd burst into laughter: "Such a weak giant beast as the four-eyed fang, I'm embarrassed to ask for credit, big eyes, haven't you eaten enough milk, and you have lost your strength!" Hahaha. ā€

Damu widened his already big eyes: "Nonsense, I'm 10 years old, and I don't eat milk anymore, whoever is talking about it, I'll beat him!" ā€

Miao Zhang is completely messy, this is like a giant coming from the wilderness, unexpectedly, is it only 10 years old, don't people here remember the time, is this what he meows like a 10-year-old! Is this meowing like a word!

That's what the hell meows.

Miao Zhang secretly glanced at the two lines of liquid hanging under the big eyes and nose, and suddenly felt that this meow might really be only 10 years old, right?

"Silence!" The old savage wise man looked around, and the laughter around him suddenly stopped.

"Bastard, didn't Lao Tzu tell you that you are not allowed to go to the forest alone? Are you farting? ā€

As soon as the old wise man spoke, Miao Zhang's impression of the wise man collapsed.

Damu trembled, and pointed at Miao Zhang flatteringly, and on his bearded face, he squeezed out a shy expression: "Damu, Damu is to catch this little bean sprout, well, yes, to catch this strange little bean sprout!" ā€

As if he believed it, the 10-year-old super-large child had big eyes and a face full of brilliance.

The old savage pouted, and his attention finally turned to Miao Zhang.

Poked the muscles on Miao Zhang's body with his fingers, the old savage opened his mouth wide in surprise, and his mouth full of spittle Xingzi sprayed Miao Zhang's body: "How can such a weak savage survive!" Lao Tzu's ancestors, Lao Tzu has lived for 200 years, this is the first time I have seen it! Come on, come on, raise this bean sprout in captivity, Lao Tzu wants to sacrifice to the ancestors, so that the ancestors can also see a fresh! ā€

A group of savages hula-la-la walked away for the most part, and everyone became excited, shouting, and the rumbling sound shook Miao Zhang's tinnitus.

……

Sacrifice is the most solemn thing in ancient times, and the more barbaric and ignorant the period, the more important people take the sacrificial thing.

Even the use of human sacrifices was not uncommon in ancient times.

Is this a living sacrifice for yourself?

Fortunately, after the tossing and turning of these two savages, there are almost no intact bones on Miao Zhang's body now, and the severe pain has been eroding his nerves.

Maybe it's because I don't know the so-called legion system, Miao Zhang hasn't fainted, but it's really better to live than to die!

It's okay to die, it's just that I finally have a wonderful and magnificent future, but do you want to die here so quickly and so easily?

With a snap, Miao Zhang was thrown into a fenced muddy field, and the smell of rot and stench almost made Miao Zhang forget the pain on his body!

Then there was another click, and a piece of roasted golden, oily lean meat was thrown next to Miao Zhang.

The smell of meat and the stench mixed together, which seriously stimulated Miao Zhang's sense of smell.

You will be a ghost who dies!

Regardless of the mud splashing on the meat pieces, Miao Zhang lay on it and gnawed on it.

The inconspicuous barbecue is unusually delicious in the mouth, and a stream of heat slides all the way down the mouth, pausing in the stomach for a moment, and it spreads to the whole body.

There was a burst of numbness, and the sharp pain on Miao Zhang's body that was almost tossed to death dissipated a lot!

Miao Zhang's eyes widened suddenly, and the speed of gnawing on the piece of meat sped up a lot.

……

Miao Zhang lay motionless in the muddy ground, and the heat waves washed back and forth all over his body, and the accumulated pain seemed to have been washed away by the heat wave.

A new force permeates the body.

As it got dark, these big savages built a huge altar in the open space in the middle of the tribe.

Although it is a simple wooden altar, it is still evident that the sacrifice was attached.

The old and strong, the savage called the wise man, was dressed in exaggerated and colorful animal skins, and the colorful colors marked the unique taste of this man.

The hides were so large that they were draped over the bodies of the three-meter-tall heads, and two-thirds of them were still dragged on the ground.

The old savage wears a large, almost two-meter-sized skull.

So much so that most of the time, the old savage carefully rests his hands on the skull.

From a distance, it looks like a sneaky big-headed doll, and it's still a particularly cute kind!

On the skull hung a string of gems the size of a human head, and the setting sun shone on the gems, just like the old savage with a flashing light on his head, shining straight eyes.

The old savage walked up to the altar in a similar manner, looked around at the crowd under the altar, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and roared: "Oh bastard,,,,"

The savages who were also "dressed up" under the altar suddenly looked like ducks scattering joy, and the sound of oh minions was wave after wave, and the screaming sounded earth-shattering.

Miao Zhang swore that his ears were absolutely blown blood.

"Please, Ancestor!"

The old savage's voice was still clear even in the midst of such a jumble of calls.

Two large men almost as tall as the old savage, covered in unknown beast blood, bowed their heads respectfully and held a stone platform high.

There were more than a dozen skulls side by side on the stone platform, and from the size of the group, it was exactly the same size as the wild men.

The stone platform was placed on the highest part of the altar.

The old savage roared loudly and led a group of clansmen to kneel under the stone platform.

Unknown language came out of the mouth of the old savage, Miao Zhang listened carefully, but he didn't understand the meaning of these words, and this time, the legion system that was usually tried and tested couldn't be translated.

With the old savage's deep words, a strange heartbeat sound appeared in Miao Zhang's ears out of thin air.

"Bang, bang."

"The ancestors are above, the current leader and wise man of the Shi tribe, I, Ken, call the ancestral spirit."

The old savage raised his head solemnly, and his face flashed with a pious light: "Hey, dead heads, come and see a strange thing, the little cub in the tribe has picked up a small bean sprout, I haven't seen it in two hundred years of life!" ā€

Nima, this is definitely a wild man!