Everyone looked away, and only then did they notice that Sieg had come over at some point.

Solomon also looked at Sigurt with strange eyes, and then shook his head and said, "Raw, tasteless, purely for survival." ”

Joanna couldn't help but speak: "Mr. Solomon, although you are our teammate on this adventure together, I can't help but remind you that this joke is not funny at all. Please don't joke in the name of your own relatives!"

The black-robed Solomon sneered, then turned his face away and ignored them.

It's like a contempt, blatant contempt.

The rest of the people also automatically kept their distance from Solomon, and even Sigurd seemed to have become the target of the other four.

"What a strange squad. Sieg shook his head, then continued to close his eyes.

......

The steamer sailed until the afternoon, finally docking at a small pier.

The crew packed up their belongings and rode a special beast with a group of musketeers through the muddy swamp to the depths of the rainforest.

It is a huge beast as strong as an ox, with a large horn on its snout and large, thick limbs like an elephant, and it moves slowly but steadily.

Everyone sat on this strange beast and walked forward for several hours, and when it was close to dusk, they finally came to the outpost of this adventure - [Ancient Tree Tribe]

The members of this Ancient Tree tribe are all indigenous to the local area, and belong to one of the thousands of strange races in the New World.

The countries of the East Coast came to the New World to arrest slaves, not recklessly, and if this were the case, I am afraid that the people of the New World would have been aroused long ago.

These cunning slave traders used a tactic of pulling one to one. First of all, it provokes hatred between neighboring tribes and induces war between the two sides. When the two sides are almost finished, they intervene in a high-profile manner, using their superior musket skills to help the inferior side fight back against the stronger side.

In this way, these slave traders could not only get a large number of cheap war slaves, but also make another tribe feel grateful to them.

It can be described as a million profits.

The reason why the natives of the New World were wantonly arrested and humiliated is closely related to their own extremely divided and disunited factors.

The ancient tree tribe in front of him is a small tribe that has been attracted by the humans on the mainland. Because the people of this tribe have a special pathological constitution, the slave traders are not interested in fighting their ideas, and some merchants who come and go here simply use this place as a temporary transit point, and gradually this place becomes famous.

This tribe is quite friendly to the humans of the mother continent and will not be too hostile, so everyone is ready to rest here for the night and prepare to travel tomorrow.

At dusk, the sky is full of blood.

The place where the Ancient Tree Tribe is located is on the edge of a small river, where the rainforest is not dense enough to see the sky.

The first thing that catches everyone's eye is the eye-catching and huge old ancient tree.

This ancient tree is large enough for hundreds of people to hug together, and its body is covered with all kinds of vines and moss, and the huge canopy of the tree covers the sky and the sun, and shelters the entire tribal village under it.

"What a big tree...... Joanna seemed to see such a huge thing for the first time, and couldn't help but pat her chest in admiration.

The trees in the tropical rainforest are generally tall, and giant trees of more than ten meters or even tens of meters are common, but giant trees like hundreds of meters in front of you are rare.

"If you want to use it as firewood, how many years will it have to be burned. O'Neill smiled innocently.

The rest of the group burst out laughing, amused by his appearance.

"Silly big man, are you hungry? ”

"Hungry. ”

"Let's go, go into the village to eat, and eat a lot of food. ”

......

With a group of musketeers, they descended the hillside and ran towards the tribe of ancient trees.

Sigur kept his eyes on the giant tree all the way.

This ancient tree is hundreds of meters high, like a giant umbrella covering the dense thatched houses below.

"This ancient tree...... Why is it so much like the tree spirit before? Sieg frowned and muttered.

He instinctively hesitated, and then a pair of eyes quietly turned red without anyone noticing.

Under the crimson eyes, all filth is hidden.

After a long time, Sigurt returned to normal and shook his head.

"I think too much. "He didn't see anything just now, it was just an ordinary little tribe.

Sieg then followed the crowd into the village.

Nights in the rainforest can be dangerous. This is true even for the mysterious, not only are there snakes, rats and mosquitoes harassing you at night, but there are also many strange dark creatures hiding nearby, licking their lips and peeping at you.

It is obviously unwise to stay alone in the rainforest overnight.

The group soon arrived at the Ancient Tree Tribe, where they were greeted by a gray-haired old man, who was said to be the tribe's sacrifice.

The old priest seemed to know a little about the continental lingua franca, and chatted with Joanna and the others with a smile on his face.

There are tens of thousands of people in this ancient tree tribe, all gathered here.

They look similar to humans on the surface, but in reality their internal structure is completely different from the human body.

What's more, the people of this ancient tree tribe are born with short lives!

An adult Ancient Tree Tribe warrior is only eight years old, and generally speaking, a person from the Ancient Tree Tribe can live to be twelve years old.

The old priest in front of him, who was on crutches and whose beard was about to touch the ground, was already fifteen years old, and he was the eldest in the tribe.

"We had the best room for a couple of people, the best treatment, and a couple of them ready to move in. "Although the old priest is old, his legs and feet are still very flexible, and his speed is not slow at all, and he actually keeps up with everyone.

"There is a sacrifice for Lao Lao. Joanna smiled politely.

The woman had positioned herself as the leader at the moment, but since she liked to solve everything, Sieg was happy to do it.

It's just that......

Sigur followed at the end of the crowd and turned to look at the huge ancient tree behind him.

Under the setting sun, the fiery clouds are as red as blood. The bright red color is reflected on the huge and lush old tree, giving the illusion that the entire trunk is bleeding for a moment.

Along the way, everyone also encountered villagers coming and going, most of them were pale, as if they were anemic, and they walked without any mental energy, like the living dead.

The old priest's explanation to several people was that the human race of the ancient tree tribe was like this, born weak and sickly, and had a short lifespan. When I was over ten years old, my body began to go downhill, and my whole body was frighteningly pale.

This is also the reason why they were able to avoid being captured by slave traders. Such a fragile slave, who wants to have it.

Although a few people felt weird, they didn't ask much. After all, there are countless strange races in the New World, and there are many strange races of all kinds.

After walking a few steps, suddenly a pair of villagers dressed in simple animal skins in front of them were crying and carrying a huge coffin, walking towards everyone.

A few people flashed over to make way.

It seems that someone is dead......

"Another man has died in bliss. The old priest stroked his beard and sighed.

He has lived for such a long time, and it is not strange that such a thing as a dead person has long been seen.

"It's really unfortunate that this kind of thing happened as soon as I came. Carrit couldn't help but complain.

Sig looked at the passers-by thoughtfully.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Sig was woken up by a cry, he opened his sleepy eyes, pushed open the doors and windows of the hut, and found a group of people crying on the village path, carrying a coffin, towards the direction where the old tree stood.

"Dead again...... Sieg frowned.

According to the introduction of the old priest yesterday, it seems that this is a custom of these natives, when someone dies, the body will be buried at the foot of the ancient tree, so that they can live forever and achieve bliss.