As soon as the middle-aged man heard that I was a god, he immediately changed color, and he tiptoed up to look at the beast behind me, and said, "God--how does it look like us?" ”

"What do you want me to look like? Do you look like a fox? "I asked rhetorically, if they saw a flaw, I said it was a joke. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I heard that the god Pangu is very tall and mighty, Nuwa Niangniang is a very beautiful woman, the lower body is the body of a snake, created us people, don't blame us people for being ignorant, which god are you, so that we know that we can sacrifice accurately?" The middle-aged man's brain is not a mess, and he actually knows how to verify my identity.

Which immortal's ID card am I fraudulently using? Many of those immortals that developed later were cultivated by normal people, but it is estimated that none of them would know, who among these immortals handed down from ancient times looked like me? I couldn't remember for a while that if I wanted to prove my immortal identity as a modern weapon, I only had a fire fold on me, and the old fox Hu Dingguo didn't prepare guns for us.

"I am the god of fire, and I carry fire with me." The last resort is to withdraw if you can't be blinded.

"Vulcan?" Middle-aged people obviously haven't heard of it.

I took out the fire fold and lit it, and the small flame jumped lightly, like a shrunken elf, and it was better to speak with facts than anything else.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw me lighting the fire, he immediately beckoned everyone to the back: "The gods have come to save us, everyone kneel and worship." "He first fell on his knees and bowed to me, and behind him forty or fifty men also knelt on the ground and bowed to me.

I've heard that being bowed down to for no reason will break my life, even if one person folds my birthday for a year, so many people, I won't have it for the rest of my life, this joke is a bit big.

Hurriedly helped them up one by one, saying, "No need to do this, no need to ・・・・・・ like this" and pulled these people up one by one, making me sweat.

"I am not a god to be bowed down to, and once I bow down to my spells, they will not work." I say.

The middle-aged man said to the people behind him: "Don't bow down in the future, it's our fault to bow down to the gods if the spells of the gods are gone." "This middle-aged man is really honest.

He then added, "My name is Kou Shi, and they barely obey me, and the gods tell me directly what I tell them to do. ”

"What did those birdmen do to you?" I asked.

"The birdmen don't treat us as human beings at all, and if they have any work to do, they pull us over, and if any of us do it slowly, they will tear them with their claws and eat meat, and over the years, we have been eaten by them about a dozen people, which is really more brutal than the legendary emperor." Kou Shi said, his face gloomy and pale, as if he was extremely resentful of the birdman.

"Don't you dare to resist?" I say.

"Rebellion? There are about 50 of us in total, and there are thousands of them in the Birdman family, and the conflict will be the disaster of our annihilation. Kou Shi said.

This is indeed true, if these more than 50 people were to fight thousands of fighters, they would undoubtedly commit suicide.

It would be nice if there were modern weapons, our best modern weapon is the big blade, and Boss Shi's only pistol was also lost in the hanging coffin hole, even if he didn't lose it, he couldn't defeat thousands of birdmen with a pistol.

"I watched you being bullied by the birdmen all year round, so I came down to help you, but you don't have the confidence to get out of the sea of suffering, so what should I do?" I pretended to sigh.

"Can Lord Vulcan pass on a little mana to us, we have the mana like a god, maybe we can resist those birdmen." Kou Shi said.

I don't know any spells yet, and if I did, I wouldn't be here, and said, "You are mortals, and you can't learn the spells of the gods, so I want to see if there is any other way to help you get out of the sea of suffering." I pretended to ponder.

They don't dare to come out and wait for me to figure out a way, I am actually conflicting about whether to use these kind people left on the aliens, if one of them has three long and two short, it will be my harm, but Hu Dingguo and Miss Qing must be saved, what can I do・・・・・・

Everyone was waiting for me to speak, and suddenly a young child, thirteen or fourteen years old, combed a small cupola on the top of his head, pushed through the crowd and squeezed to Kou Shi's side, and said, "Uncle, the birdman has sent a letter, saying that we should hurry to build an altar overnight, and we must get to them when the moon goes down, otherwise they will eat people." ”

The young kid was articulate and made things clear in a few words.

Kou Shi's brows furrowed and he was silent.

A seemingly honest man who was about the same age as Kou Shi next to him approached Kou Shi and said, "Let's hurry over, or I'm afraid we'll be late." ”

Kou Shi suddenly looked up at me and said, "Lord Vulcan, what should we do?" ”

"I'll go with you, go to them, look for a way to deal with them." I said that it was impossible for me to blend in with the birdmen group alone, and that I could hide among these people, sneak in without knowing it, and act on the opportunity.

Kou Shi was immediately overjoyed and said, "That's great, with the Vulcan helping us, the birdmen won't dare to bully us anymore." ”

"Come, get me a set of clothes like yours, and I'll go with you. I say.

"It's just that I have wronged Lord Vulcan." Kou Shi said.

"What are the grievances, you are all my people, and it is my responsibility to help you." I say it righteously.

Koushi brought me into their village, where they still lived in primitive houses, simple wooden houses that were dark inside, and because the jungle air was humid, the houses were full of musty smells.

Kou Shi got me a well-fitting clothes to change into, and the most important thing now is to return the beast, I have to arrange it properly, and don't let it poke out any baskets here.

Fortunately, they got a big piece of meat from the Vajra Dragon, enough to eat the beast, so I lured it into a room, threw it four or five hundred pounds of meat, and then locked the doors and windows, and let it eat slowly inside, so that it would not come out and hurt anyone, and it would not run away, and then we hurried to follow them on the road.

They don't have any means of transportation, all rely on eleven roads, just walk out of this jungle, into the desert, there is no wind at night, the desert lines under the moonlight are soft, the ups and downs are like a woman's body, there is a mysterious beauty, if a Tang Dynasty poet will see the poetry will be prosperous, write a famous sentence through the ages, I am not a poet, I am a layman, the layman has to look at the affairs of the layman, this desert is really not easy to walk, not far to go on the yellow sand of two shoes. (To be continued.) )