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It wasn't until I crossed a hill that I could see the outline of the building on the horizon from a distance.

It was a tall and heavy wall made of boulders and logs, with narrow exhaust holes in the tail wall and a dense network of sharpened bamboo guns.

Beyond the walls, neat fields spread into the distance, revealing a delightful verdant green.

You can vaguely see the figures of labor in the fields, but those people are ragged and unkempt, and even most of them are barefoot, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and when the figures around them pass by, they do not attract their attention, as if there is nothing else to attract these people except the food planted in front of them.

As we approached the wall, several tall and burly men approached, different from the others, who were not only powerful, but also covered with a thin layer of sleeveless iron, and held in their hands some inferior weapons, rusty spears, and unsheathed broadswords full of gaps.

These people walked over, and glanced at Kill Shengren intentionally or unintentionally, because his current outfit was very strange, at least in their eyes, this kind of strange dress was rarely seen.

Maybe it was because of the strangers, these people looked a little wary, but "Aba" seemed to know them, trotted all the way over, chattered with these people, and occasionally stretched out his hand to point here, as if to introduce the identities of the two.

The man in the lead frowned, and moved Abala a little farther away, and he whispered to Aba where he was, and he could vaguely see the two of them talking hurriedly.

Abba seemed to be a little excited, and kept beating his strong chest and said to the leading man.

The man tilted his head, glanced at Kill Shengren carefully, then looked at the little girl on the side, and finally withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Reaching out and patting Abba on the shoulder, the man left with the others without looking back, Abba instead looked like he was breathing a sigh of relief, and turned around and grinned at the killing of Shengren.

Under the leadership of Aba, the three of them used half a pillar of incense, went around the wall, and came to the gate that walked into the inside of the wall.

Walking past the sharp timber that looked like a horse, what caught my eye was a road paved with stones, and there were not many people coming and going, except for some cultivators who were obviously warriors, most of the others were yellow-faced and thin, and they were generally very young.

On the surface, these people were probably around the age of fifteen to thirty-five, with few in the older ones and occasionally in the smaller ones.

It seems that the guards of the tribe do not block the entry and exit of these people, however, everyone here will wear a shell-like decoration around their necks, most of them wear one, only a few people have two people, as for those warrior guards with weapons, most of them range from three to five, if so, the number of shells is obviously the way the tribe is classified.

Glancing at Abba on the side, the shells around his neck were five, and he should be the same as the small leader of the guards, the warrior class of this tribe.

"Aba—"

The little leader who was the leader saw the killing of the three Shengren, and when it fell on Aba, he immediately screamed in surprise.

Abba also hurriedly ran over, and the little leader hugged each other, both of them looked at each other a little excitedly, when looking up and down, there were some hurried syllables, as if seeing Abba safe and sound, the little leader put his hands together, slightly put on the top of his head, and then muttered something, that Abba saw it, and also posed like the little leader, with a slightly serious expression.

It seems to be a religious ritual that is supposed to be a prayer to the gods and a prayer for peace.

The little leader was silent for a moment after doing this, and then came back to his senses and noticed two people not far away.

He asked Abba a few words, his expression was a little strange, Abba glanced back at the two, and then explained slightly, the two stood there and exchanged for a while, and finally took two strings of shell-like things there and gave them to the two of them.

Killing Shengren guessed that this thing not only represented the hierarchy of the tribe, but also seemed to be a temporary certificate to enter this tribe.

After the two finished talking about the old days, Abba took the two of them into the gate, and no one came to stop them, but there were still many guys who were a little curious and looked up and down the mountain on the killing body.

After entering the huge walls, a number of low-rise buildings began to proliferate, with houses made of dead branches and thatch, and short square-shaped sheds made of mud and timber.

Walking between the short shacks of these houses, the roads on the ground are also slightly muddy, and some human and animal droppings can often be seen.

At this time, you can already see a lot of ragged figures, these people are unkempt, about the same as the people working outside, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and occasionally you can see some babies waiting to be fed, and some small children scurrying around.

Most of these children are yellow-skinned and thin, and their clothes are not covered, and some of the exposed skin and flesh can only see a layer of skin, and even the ribs that are slightly protruding.

When they saw Kill Shengren, most of the children looked curious.

However, these children did not dare to get too close, and most of them stood in some distant places, staring blankly at a few people.

Along the way, the little girl didn't speak, just pursed her lips tightly, and hugged the only package in her hand, the back of her slightly white hand, with green tendons slightly flushed.

Seeing this, the killer didn't say anything to comfort them, and the three of them walked through the small area and came to a path paved with stones.

After coming here, the surrounding environment has changed slightly, not only have the houses become a little tidy, but even the materials used for construction have changed from thatch and mud to wood and stone, and some houses have also enclosed small open spaces in front of them, stocked with some strange creatures that resemble chickens and ducks, and it is said to be strange because most of these chickens and ducks have changed their appearance, except for some general outlines, they have thick fur, and even their beaks and paws have undergone strange changes.

However, after all, there are only a few yards that can be stocked with these creatures, and the three of them walked all the way, and they only saw five or six families, and it can be seen that the status of these families is obviously much higher than the surrounding neighbors, according to the living habits of some tribes, this kind of family should have some special classes of people, but this kind of class will not be too high, it will exceed the civilians, but it will not exceed too much, it should be between the warrior class and the management class, some people similar to the previous small leaders.

And judging from what he had noticed before, Abba obviously belonged to this level, maybe it would be higher than expected, after all, from entering the gathering place of this tribe, the people he saw along the way, except for the warrior leader who saw it first, the number of more than five shells was not much, and most of these people were warriors.

Sure enough, on the side of a relatively wide road, Abba stopped slightly.

This is a small courtyard surrounded by earthen walls, and the other three sides are long houses made of wood and rock, in addition to some chickens and duck-like creatures in the courtyard, there are even two goats with sharp horns, the size of the goat is almost as large as three or four hundred pounds of wild boar, tied to the shed by ropes, making a crisp bleating sound.

Pushing the wooden door in front of him open slightly, Aba's expression became excited, and he even beckoned the two of them to enter, killing Shengren guessed that this place should be Aba's home.

The creatures in the yard made a noise, which naturally attracted the attention of some people.

The straw curtain of the house on the left was the first to be lifted, and out came a child of four or five years old, with dark skin, wrapped in animal skins, with big eyes shining brightly, and a bare head, without a single hair.

After seeing Abba , the child screamed strangely, and then trotted all the way over, Abba also leaned down excitedly and picked up the child slightly.

It seemed that the child's cry was transmitted slightly, and after a while, many people poured out of the three rooms, led by two women who were holding small babies, followed by six or seven young children, and these people rushed over with joy after seeing Aba, and the little girl blinked when she saw it, and looked dumbfounded.

"That...... Abba has so many children?" The little girl looked at Kill Shengren and asked, looking a little incredulous.

The killer didn't respond, just quietly watched the scene of the other party's family reunion.

After another moment, two burly men came out of the central house, these two people looked very similar to Aba, killing Shengren guessed that the older man should be Aba's father, as for the middle-aged man next to him, it should be Aba's brother and other relatives.

After seeing the two men, Abba put down the little bald head in his hand, and shouted excitedly at the two people, a group of people gathered around, chattering, and after a while, Abba remembered that there were two people on the side, and quickly dragged the two over.

Opened his mouth slightly to say something, probably to introduce the identities of the two of them, and the surrounding family members listened, their faces turned slightly pale, and then looked at the eyes of the killer Shengren, and became more and more kind.

The old man stepped forward, his calloused hand grasping Slayer Shengren's arm, a look of excitement on his face, and some babbling words in his mouth.

At this time, Abba opened his mouth slightly to explain a few words, and the old man was slightly stunned, and then scratched his head with some annoyance.

The middle-aged man with a calm temperament reminded him, and the old man was slightly abrupt, and instructed the people at the two women on the side, the two women nodded, and then beckoned the children to play on the side, and the two of them walked to the kitchen, as if to go to the dinner party for entertaining guests.

At the signal of the old man, the group entered the central building.

Some of the logs were simply cut and made of chairs were taken out and neatly placed aside, especially the one that asked Kill Shengren to sit down, and there was even a thick layer of animal skin on it, at this time, the middle-aged man moved over a round table and placed it slightly in front of everyone.

The old man saw it and said something to the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man hesitated a little when he heard it, until the old man glared at him fiercely, and then turned around with a wry smile,

After a while, he took out a bag of fur from the back room, opened it slightly, and it turned out to be a snow-white tiger skin.

However, judging from the texture, this tiger is only a small piece of it, and if all the fur is spliced together, I am afraid that the floor of the whole house can be spread into a thick layer.

The middle-aged man solemnly spread the white tiger's fur on the round table, and then brought some dried fruits in the pottery, as well as some wine-like things.

The old man rubbed his hands slightly, and gestured at the cost of killing, signaling him not to be polite.

Kill Shengren smiled, and then glanced at the little girl beside him, only to find that she was staring at the hall without blinking, and even her breathing became slightly short.

Following her gaze, she saw a wooden cabinet, on top of which was a shelf, and on top of the shelf, a long knife with a sheath was neatly enshrined, and the little girl's eyes fell on the long knife.

Kill Shengren narrowed his eyes and reached out to pat the little girl's shoulder.."What's wrong with you?"

"I ......" the little girl swallowed, then turned her head and looked at the killer with some trembling...... It seems to be "Sichuan"!"

"Huh?" Hearing her say this, Kill Shengren was slightly stunned and stood up suddenly.

His action attracted the attention of several people around him, and in the blink of an eye, all the people sitting on the log chairs stood up slightly with the killing of Shengren.

Seeing his gaze at the long knife on the cabinet, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he couldn't help but want to say something.

Instead, the old man waved his hand, stepped forward and took the long knife off the shelf, and then handed it slightly in front of Kill Shengren.

Killing Shengren stretched out his hand to take it, and motioned to the little girl to identify it carefully, the little girl turned the long knife in one direction, and when she saw the pattern engraved on the hilt, she suddenly became even more excited.."That's right, this is indeed the knife of "Chuan", I won't admit it!"

Hearing her say this, Killing Shengren's face became serious.."But why did Chuan's knife appear here?"

His words made the little girl's face slightly pale, and Abba on the side couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gesture a few times when he saw it.

The little girl also reacted, anxiously asking Abba about it, but this kind of slightly complicated matter, relying on these gestures of guessing, obviously could not be conveyed in detail, especially after the other two participated, it was even more chaotic.

At this time, the little girl also understood that this kind of communication would not work at all, she raised her head slightly, looked at the killing Shengren, and looked teary-eyed...

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