When they came to the bazaar, they were surrounded by scattered travelers, some of whom were probably from the steppe tribes, who were relatively close to here, and set up fixed stalls with their things, and gathered with their people, who were not afraid of being bullied when there were more people.

The bazaars of the Mang tribe and the Weiba tribe, at least these two tribes are in town, and other people don't dare to make trouble, if they always make trouble, they will not give face to these two tribes, and they will be remembered by the two tribes.

But here is different, there are often large group fights, when Shao Xuan and them passed, a fight had just ended, and the two far-traveled teams fought each other, each with casualties. There was still a lot of blood on the ground after the battle, and some were cleaning up the corpses, while others were unsurprised, stepping on the flesh-covered ground and still not changing their faces.

This is a place where strength speaks, and the most primitive rules of competition are used. If you don't have the strength, even if you are slaughtered, no one will look at you more.

The good thing is that compared to the bazaars of the Mang tribe and the Weiba tribe, because this side has not really entered the central part of the country, among the people who come and go, there are relatively few long-distance travelers in the central part, plus it is close to the grassland, most of them are warriors of the grassland tribe, and there are also some nearby tribesmen who come here to trade.

Some of the people who set up stalls here pull out cattle and sheep and other livestock to be traded, and there are also people like the Pu tribe who change things from other places and sell them here.

Most of the things placed in the market are livestock, food, tools and weapons, and there are also medicinal herbs, in general, the variety is far less than that of the Mang and Weiba tribes, but it is still quite lively, after all, it is the only trading gathering place in this area.

The tall warriors talked loudly, some of them talked, and if the deal failed, they directly used their knives to kill, and such things could be seen at any time.

Shao Xuan asked someone for a brief inquiry, but he didn't hear of a group of tourists coming, which made Mai a little disappointed. Seemingly. Finding someone is not such a simple thing either.

Quuntu doesn't give up, even in the bazaar, he blows the second whistle after walking for a while, hoping that there are people in the bazaar who can understand the whistle, otherwise, such a big place. How can they find the other tourists, or maybe the others are not as lucky as their team, and they are in trouble because they can't meet the warriors sent by the Flamehorn tribe?

Thinking about the matter, Quintu absentmindedly walked behind Mai. They walked along the bazaar without yielding anything, and were about to leave, but when they passed the hill closest to the bazaar, they heard a whistle.

The same sound as Quintou's whistle.

"It's them!" Quintou's eyes lit up, and he looked around, unable to determine his direction for a moment.

Mai and the others had better ear power. The location was locked the first time.

"Over there, go, go!" Mai was happy when he finally got a clue, but at the same time worried, because the mountain was a resting place for the travelers who came and went, and there were not only many people, but also many forces. It's all totem warriors. It's not a good place for tourists.

Shao Xuan has also encountered such a mountain. In the bazaar of the Mang and Weiba tribes, he lived in a similar cave with the far-away team of the Pu tribe, and also saw the way the cave was scrambling. He wondered why the tourists Quintu was talking about would go there.

The whistle sounded twice, and then stopped, and Quintu blew again, but there was no response.

"Why didn't they blow it?" Lang Ga wondered.

"Maybe something really happened. Shao Xuan said.

The mountain that is the resting place. As if it had been hollowed out, there were several entrances and exits around the bottom of the mountain, the most important of which directly divided the mountain that had been dug into a ring, so if you look down from above, this mountain for travelers to rest is like an arc of nearly 300 degrees.

A lot of movement in the mountain is dug out by hand, and there are holes everywhere.

When Shao Xuan and the others rushed over to the mountain, there were ten tourists standing on the arc mountain where the travelers were resting, and several of them were injured, and they didn't care about wiping off the bloodstains. And in front of them, a far-traveled procession surrounded them.

Everyone else around them was watching the other side as if they were watching a play, and no one would interfere in this situation, but this kind of thing added to their fun, and they were all at the entrance of the cave where their team was, watching what happened over there.

Among the ten people, the leader of the tourist is called Chi Yi, he is holding a wooden whistle in his hand, it was not him who blew the whistle just now, but a young man next to him, but the other party has not blown twice, Chi Yi took the wooden whistle over. He naturally knew that there were his companions nearby, but he couldn't let the other party come over, everyone was a tourist, and here, like a big mouth full of fangs, those totem warriors were fangs that could nail people to death in the big mouth, and if the tourists came in, they would have to peel off their skin if they didn't die. Ten of them will be counted, and if the others come again, they will die as many as they come.

In front of them, the people of the long-distance team looked at them playfully, like prey in a cage,

"Why don't you keep blowing? Your companions are coming, and keep blowing, call them over, and I'll see what your companions look like." Said one of the people in the walking group on the other side.

"That's it, keep blowing, we'll pick up as many as we want. ”

"Are there any women?" the man next to him chimed in.

Listening to the words of those people around them, Chi Yi's faces became even worse, but now, they couldn't escape.

Chi Yi looked at the people in another cave not far away, over there, there were many people he knew, but none of them stood up to help them.

When everyone was looking at Chi Yi's side, in a cave closer to the top, a totem warrior carried a clay pot full of water into the cave, and while walking inside, he said to the other companions in the cave: "The current tourists are so bold that only ten people dare to come here." "He had just gone to fetch water, and when he went up the mountain, he happened to see a scene over there.

"Tourists, how could tourists come to such a place? Even if you go in a hundred, it's wild. Someone in the cave asked.

"Who knows. The man holding the clay pot said indifferently, "You want to know that you can go out and see, and the fight hasn't started yet." ”

"What's there to see, if two teams of Far Travelers are fighting, I'm still a little interested, tourists? The man pursed his lips and leaned against the cave wall to look at the man who came out of the depths of the cave, "Gula, what did you say, what did the mountain knife encounter?

The man who came out of the cave did not answer, but sighed.

In the cave, a wounded eagle stayed there to rest, it had many scratching and biting wounds, and there were many bald places on its body, and its feathers had been forcibly plucked, and it was still bleeding in many places, and it was better after the medicine. Compared to chirping, this eagle named "Mountain Knife", which is about the size of chirping, is much more seriously injured.

Gula took out the kettle and poured a few sips of water, recalling how he had been when he had seen the knife come back this morning. I thought that the mountain knife in this area would not encounter a strong enemy in the air, with the size and strength of the mountain knife, it would be good not to kill other flying birds, the probability of encountering a strong enemy was too small, they didn't worry much, but they didn't want to, and when they saw it come back, they were all dumbfounded.

At that time, the feathers of the mountain knife were stained with blood, and the feathers on his body were a little reversed, and his flight was unstable. After feeding some medicine, I calmed down, and now I am sleeping, otherwise if I am awake, I will probably struggle to continue to fly out to find a fight.

What the hell did you encounter to get hurt like this? Gula didn't know.

There were two young people in their teens who were bored with the people resting in the cave, so they still walked outside the cave to see how things were going on over there.

"It turned out to be people from the Dishan tribe, and they were able to bully some weak people. One of them saw the far-away procession over there, and said disdainfully.

Chi Yi's side, when he was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, he heard the whistle from outside the mountain again, as if he was afraid that he would not hear it, the whistle blower blew fiercely, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Chi Yi is in a hurry, what are you doing here?

The people on the other side of the Dishan tribe smiled interestingly, looked at Chi Ling, who was gray-faced, and the leader said, "It seems that your companions have found it." Again, either you bring people over yourself, or you and your companions stay here!"

Chi Ling's muscles twitched from excessive anger and anxiety, and he turned his head to look at the opening of the mountain. Heart: Don't come in, don't!

Not only Chi Ling, but the others also looked curiously at the opening of the mountain below, and the whistle came from there. Many people think: The current tourists are bold, knowing that this is the territory of the totem warriors, and they are easy to be killed when they come in, and they still run here. Fool, right?

Above, two young warriors lay on the walkway in front of the cave, craned their necks to look down. What does this fat man look like?

Soon, everyone saw an ordinary-looking swarthy man running in with a wooden whistle in his mouth. Look next to him again...... Hey?

At this moment, the people in the mountain were puzzled. The twenty or so people who came in with the whistle blowers didn't look like tourists!

Mai's eyes swept around, and then he stopped at the place where he was relaxed, and without waiting for Kuntu to find his way up the mountain, he walked a few steps quickly, grabbed the animal skin coat on Kuntu's body, bent his legs and bounced up, and sent his body to a high place.

For the people of the Yanjiao tribe, climbing the mountain is a common thing, very skillful, even the steepest mountain they have climbed, every time they hunt, so, for them, this mountain where the travelers rest, climb up without a walkway to reach the destination.

Like an ape climbing a tree, the twenty-odd people jumped up the mountain in the blink of an eye and stood where Chi Ling and the Dishan tribe were.

"Sure enough, it's a totem warrior!"

"Except for the totem warriors, it is impossible for visitors to climb the mountain so easily, it is as easy as climbing a tree. ”

"But why are those totemic warriors mixed up with the tourists? Could it be that the tourists have come to the rescue?"

The people in the mountain were talking. (To be continued......)