Chapter 217: Floating Corpses
Ye Xi smacked his tongue in his heart, it turned out that this was the Tree People Clan.
It usually looks like a normal human, but once it is inserted into the soil, it grows roots like a plant.
At this time, Ye Xi and the others were still five or six meters away from the three tree men, except for Ye Xi, the rest of the soldiers all walked a few steps quickly, walked in front of the three tree people and saluted.
Ye Xi didn't want to be a maverick, so he also saluted.
The two treemen stuck in the dirt ignored them and closed their eyes as if they were two real trees. The treeman who had watered the water was finished at this time, slowly raised his head, nodded and said to them, "Follow me." β
The tone was similarly slow, but much better than before.
Ye Xi estimated that it was the normal speaking speed of the tree man just now, and now it is an accelerated version.
The tree man led the way with an empty stone basin in front, still at a slow pace. However, although he walked slowly, he did not have a calm demeanor.
Ye Xi thought about it, if he had to describe it, it would be the taste of an old man who practiced Tai Chi.
A large group of fighters behind him did not dare to go too fast, and followed him at turtle speed.
The sun was blazing, and the soldiers were sweating profusely on their foreheads, they had no shoes, and their bare soles seemed to be on fire, and the soles of their left and right feet rubbed against the insteps from time to time, and they were so hot that they were miserable.
At this time, the warriors were extremely envious of the young man in the dark clothes among them, for he had something strange wrapped around his feet, as if he did not feel hot at all, and followed the tree man calmly.
The tree man walked slowly, the sun was shining, and the journey seemed extraordinarily long.
One of the warriors tried to talk to the Treant, but the Treant ignored him as if he hadn't heard, and only led the way in front of him.
Ye Xi saw the sneering appearance of several warriors, and labeled the Tree People Clan as "arrogant" in his heart.
Just when Ye Xi also felt the sun, a continuous group of stone houses gradually appeared in the open space in front of him.
Thousands of stone houses stand neatly at the end of the field of view, and it looks amazing. Each stone house is tall and neat, and the best stone is used. But to Ye Xi's surprise, these houses actually only had half of the roof, and the other half was empty.
And with the appearance of the stone house, figures and noisy voices also came from the other end, which looked very lively.
Ye Xi squinted and saw many shirtless men setting up stalls in the distance, standing in front of the stalls and constantly selling things or talking to customers. It's as lively as a bazaar.
The black thorns were also attracted by the sound, stretched their necks for a while, frowned and said to Yi Kuang beside them: "The stinging tribe has actually arrived, one step ahead of us!"
"What?" Yi Kuang was taken aback when he heard this, turned his nose and snorted, holding the big package in his arms and straightening his back a little more, "Hmph! It's okay, their things are not as good as ours!"
Ye Xi had heard them say that the neighbors of the Peel tribe were the Ting tribe, and the comprehensive strength of the two tribes was about the same, and they were close to each other, so they often had the meaning of comparison.
But they are so naΓ―ve that they even have to compare this.
The treemen who led the way led them on.
The further you go, the clearer the figures of those who set up the stalls. Ye Xi saw that the trading scene was hot, and the flow of people was like weaving, as if he was in the middle of the city, and couldn't help but say in a daze: "Are we the latest to arrive?"
A strange warrior next to him heard it and said, "Oh, it's only half here, and those distant tribes estimate that they will arrive tomorrow!"
"Half?" Ye Xi couldn't help but be taken aback, and had a new understanding of the prosperity of this place.
After taking them here, the tree man who led the way said, "Wait another day." And he turned and walked away.
The warriors saluted his back again, and then went about their business.
Outside the stone house community, thousands of treemen plunged themselves into the soil, just like the two treemen outside, growing slender roots from their scalps and ankles, piercing deep into the earth.
The soil was dark, it looked freshly watered, the soil was moist, and thousands of treemen were basking in the sun with their eyes closed.
All of them are motionless like real trees.
The Treant Settlement looked like it had been quiet over there, and the makeshift trading area where warriors from all tribes had gathered was bustling with activity.
I don't know how long the soldiers who set up the stalls stood under the scorching sun, everyone shirtless, and they were tanned red, like boiled prawns, and they were covered in dripping sweat. The face is especially red, like a monkey's ass.
The new warriors were busy spreading the skins on the ground, taking out the contents of the packages, and arranging them in the same way.
The sun is blazing, and the heat wave is coming.
The bare ground without the shelter of the forest, the surface of the ground was at least ten degrees higher than the rest of the place, and coupled with the two hot suns overhead, the soldiers were miserable.
Blackthorn and their group of new warriors didn't get much better all the way, so they pulled off their animal skin clothes and fanned their faces with their hands.
"The tree people are too xenophobic, they don't leave a single tree, and they are dying. "Someone wiped their sweat and complained.
The warrior next to him was also hot, and said with a bitter face: "No way, who called this the territory of the Treants, who called the Treants like to bask in the sun." β
Blackthorn and the others set up their stalls, wiped their sweat and said to Ye Xi, "Do you want to go to the lake to drink some water and wash your face?"
Ye Xi is not thirsty, and he is not as hot as them, maybe his skin is white, and he is not easy to absorb heat. But he wanted to go to the other side of the lake, so he nodded.
Blackthorn said to the other two, took their empty water bladders, and walked towards the lake with Ye Xi with a few empty water bladders.
The small lake is said to be located behind the Treants' group of stone houses, but the view is obscured by the continuous stone houses, and nothing can be seen clearly.
Blackthorn took Ye Xi to weave through a tree man whose name had stuck himself in the soil like a zombie pillar. When they passed, none of the treants opened their eyes.
Ye Xi glanced at it with a novel gaze from time to time.
Up close, their skin is rougher, and with brown spots all over their bodies, it's really not pretty.
Ye Xi thought, although the tree man and the winged man are both different people, they are really different. Winged people are more like beasts, while treants are more like humans.
Bypassing the tall stone houses, a large blue lake suddenly appeared in front of me.
It was a beautiful landscape, but Ye Xi was taken aback.
I saw that there were thousands of "floating corpses" floating quietly on the surface of the lake in front of me! These floating corpses closed their eyes and spread out their hands and feet, motionless, and let the water sway.
This horror is no less than seeing the mass grave in Leng Buding, Ye Xi suddenly saw that his scalp exploded.
But if you look closely, you can see that these are not floating corpses, but a famous treeman.
Thousands of treemen floated on the surface of the lake with their eyes closed, their backs sinking into the water with thin roots growing from their brown spots and submerging into the blue water. In the outcropping area, there are sporadic branches growing up, and a few treemen even have beautiful purple flowers.
A layer of cold sweat escaped from Ye Xi's back, and his face stiffened: "...... them What is this doing?"
Blackthorn's expression was flat, and he said with a strange expression: "Oh, they turned out to be aquatic trees, so most people like to soak themselves in water, but some people like to stick themselves in the soil, as you just saw." β