Just as I was slumped on the ground with my crooked mouth, there was another commotion in the woods. We just rushed to the big head, trying to pick up the big head and dodge. Unfortunately, I had already collapsed, and my big head and crooked mouth were seriously injured, and I couldn't walk at all. Before I could reflect it, another group of Miao people came out of the forest, and I roughly saw that there were more than 30 of them. I didn't have the will to resist at that time. In an instant, he collapsed to the ground.

The thirty or so Miao people were dressed similarly to what we saw in the village of the Ah Feng family, but the color of the clothes was darker and the patterns were fewer. These people who came were all sturdy Miao men, and they all looked like fierce gods. In a few moments, they were in front of us. The first one is a tall Miao man, with more than 180 people, which is definitely burly among the Miao people.

He was wearing no hat, had a scar on his face, and was holding an iron rod in his hand, and his face was pale. He glanced at us, then at the dead bodies on the ground, and at the people on the left and right motioning for them to carry the dead bodies away. Then he muttered Miao dialect to us. A few of us didn't understand at all, and I wasn't in the mood to listen, and I had a feeling that the end was approaching.

Just looked at him with empty eyes, he saw that we didn't react, picked up the iron rod in his hand and rushed to me, I didn't have time to react, just wanted to say to raise my hand to block it, the iron rod arrived, a muffled sound, I was almost pumped out, half of my body was numb. Then there was a huge pain, and I felt like my arm was broken. I let out a "whoa" and fell to the ground.

When I looked at this with my crooked mouth, I wanted to come and help me, but I didn't get up yet. The Miao man hit the crooked mouth with another iron rod, and directly to the crooked mouth's face, this time, the crooked nose and face were broken, the blood flowed out, and the crooked mouth covered the nose in pain, and before it could be reflected, the Miao people behind surrounded him, punching and kicking. At first, he could still scream in pain with his mouth crooked, but later, he couldn't even shout.

I saw the crooked mouth convulsing on the ground in the midst of the encounter. I was really worried that my crooked mouth would be beaten to death like this, and when I thought of everything just now, I felt a sense of helplessness. I almost burst into tears.

At this time, two more Miao people came to my side and tied my hands behind my back with ropes, and my hands and shoulders were about to be strangled. I was pushed and shoved forward by the two of them.

And over there, the Miao people also stopped beating the big head and crooked mouth. Because of the loss of strength, I could barely walk a few steps and fall once, and every time I fell, those Miao people would punch and kick. I'm better than the big head and the crooked mouth, because the two of them couldn't stand up at all, they were almost dragged back, and after walking far, the big head's pants were worn out, I could almost see the flesh on the big head's legs rubbing against the ground, and the first gradually dragged out a bloodstain, I couldn't bear to look at it again. As soon as I was stunned, the Miao people behind me kicked up.

Just like that, a few of us were escorted back along the road we had just run to. My face was covered in blood, and I had a headache and a swollen head. As I walked, I looked up at the forest. Thinking that this is our burial place, my heart is infinitely desolate.

We walked for a long time, and finally arrived at the entrance of the Miao village just now. There were still traces of the fight we had just fought on the ground, and the arm that had been severed by my dragon knife was still on the ground, and it looked like a pale silicone imitation because there was no blood flowing. The Miao people in the back, when they came to the village, stopped pushing and shoving us.

When I looked at the big head and crooked mouth again, I was almost dragged to death. I saw that the head with a crooked mouth and swollen like a watermelon was almost uncontrollable. What a dragon pattern jade pendant, what a dragon king, now everything is almost over. A pessimistic mood hung over me.

At this moment, the horn sounded. It is long and low, which makes people's hearts even darker. Another crowd came out of the stockade. When the man with the iron rod saw the old man coming out of the stockade, he hurried forward and fell to his knees. And then he babbled on something. Looking at the meaning, the old man should be a patriarch, the owner of the village or something. As the man with the iron rod spoke, I saw that the old man's face was getting worse and worse. Maybe it's the three of us who killed a dozen of them.

After all, for a village like this, population and labor are quite important. Moreover, we were all strong laborers, and more than a dozen of them died at this time, which was still a huge loss for a small society like Shengmiao Miao Village, which was close to the primitive commune system. At last the man had finished speaking, and the old man told him to get up, and then came to us.

The old man was very thin, but very strong, with the bronzed skin of a man who had lived in the mountains for a long time. His hair is gray, his face is wrinkled, and in particular, he has a pattern on his face that we can't name. The old man first went to the big head, and at this time, the big head was already unconscious, and his buttocks were covered with blood. The old man frowned when he looked at the big head. Then he turned around and came to Crooked Mouth, whose face was so swollen that he couldn't see.

The man next to the old man muttered something, probably saying something crooked, how brave he was just now. After hearing this, the old man squatted down and looked at his crooked mouth, and touched his veins. Then he turned and came back to me. After staring at me for a while, the old man said something to the man. The man beckoned, and brought up our weapons.

The old man didn't pay attention at first, but suddenly, when he saw my dragon pattern knife, as if taken aback, he picked it up and looked at it carefully. I also looked at the old man, and said in my heart, could it be that this old man knows this knife? There are too many secrets in this dragon pattern knife, but it's a pity that I can't wait for me to understand. Suddenly, the old man said something to the man. The man was also taken aback, and the people who came with the old man all went to look around at the dragon knife. Suddenly, someone let out an exclamation, and the people around him came out of the old man and knelt down.

After those people performed a series of rituals that we have seen. The old man suddenly stepped forward and asked in a half-baked Chinese dialect: "This, how did it come about, the knife", I was taken aback, listening to the old man's Chinese with a strange tone, I was a little at a loss. The old man saw that I didn't speak, and asked again: "You say, how did the knife come about?" ”

At this time, my mind was racing at this time, and I thought: It seems that this knife must be a sacred relic in their clan, but I really don't know how this knife came about, and if I say it wrong, I will probably die now. In the end, I came up with a very risky solution in a very short time. When the old man looked at me with a puzzled expression, I feigned fainting, and then fell forward. Then he pretended to be unconscious and fell to the ground.

As I expected, the old man suddenly lost his attention when he saw that I had suddenly fainted, and then beckoned the people behind him to hurry us in. By the way, he also carried the big head and crooked mouth into the stockade. I didn't open my eyes because I was pretending to faint. Finally, after a jolt, we were carried into a quaint building on stilts.

I lay in bed and was scared at the thought of my adventurous idea. I thought that since those individuals thought that this dragon pattern knife was a holy relic, they must have wanted to know its origin, and if I fainted at that time, they would definitely save me, and they couldn't let me die like this. If we can recuperate for three or five days, we might be able to find a chance to escape. My idea is very risky, and if I am wrong, we may be thrown into the wilderness.

And after we recover, those Miao people will definitely come to question, and if we answer by then, the donkey's lips are not the right one's mouth, and it will be difficult to escape death. However, seeing that the crooked mouth and big head were carried in, I couldn't care so much in my heart.

After only a while, a Miao man walked in, looking similar to Ah Feng's father's pretence, I thought about it, and said that it might be a Miao doctor. Sure enough, after the man came in, he took the lead in coming to my face, and when he saw what I was looking at, he called for hot water, washed my wounds, and applied some kind of powder.

After that, he kneaded the powder into a bamboo tube and fed it to me. After I took the medicine, the back of my head felt cool, but my spirit began to blur, and I fell asleep after a while.

When I woke up in a daze, there was a Miao woman standing beside me, who looked to be about thirty or forty years old. Standing on my side, seeing that I had woken up, he hurriedly leaned over. Seeing that I wanted to sit up, I hurriedly stopped it, and I couldn't understand Miao dialect in my hand, but I knew that it might be because I was afraid of accidentally damaging the wound or something.

I lay down afterwards, remembering my previous plans, and still pretending to be weak. The woman took a bowl of soup and fed it to me. I haven't eaten any serious meals in days, it's all grilled fish with big heads and crooked mouths, compressed biscuits, and I haven't eaten much for a while.

At this time, this bowl of soup is simply a delicacy in the world. I took two sips and felt refreshed. didn't care about pretending to be weak, and took one hand over and drank it to the bottom. When I finished drinking, the woman filled me another bowl, and I picked it up, and drank a bowl of it.

After drinking three bowls like this, I felt that I couldn't drink it anymore before I lay down in bed again. Suddenly I saw the woman and sneered at me, obviously frightened by my appearance. I was about to say something, when suddenly a moaning voice came from behind the woman: "Oops, oops, what, it's so fragrant, give me a bowl" When I heard it, it was the big head who spoke.