"Are you Han people all as sharp-tongued as you?"

"I'm telling the truth, do you dare to deny it?"

"In that case, then you are here to accompany Zhuoma, and let me also see how you Han people treat your friends. ”

"Fooled!" and he dug a pit by himself and buried himself in it, but he didn't expect this woman to be so cunning and use Dolma to trap herself here. I can't say no, this woman can't wait to preach everywhere that the Han people are shameless villains, and she will only talk about it.

Mean, shameless, cunning......

"Do you think I won't stay with him? We are Anda, and his business is my business, and I will do it if you don't say it. ”

Wen Dona raised her eyebrows lightly and said: "I'm just watching from the outside, I hope you talk and count, don't let a woman look deflated."

Lu Ziming knew that he couldn't go there, but thinking about it, he didn't seem to have any place to go, so it was better to live here for a while, no matter what, they wouldn't deal with themselves on their own territory.

It seems that apart from talking to the unconscious Dolma, he really has nothing to do.

In order to pass the boring time, Lu Ziming talked with the comatose Dolma, starting with his childhood, then going to elementary school, middle school, high school, and finally the virus outbreak, hoping that he could wake up Dolma in the coma.

Of course, in order to prevent someone from eavesdropping on his "conversation", he deliberately added and deleted some important information, mostly hearing and seeing, and even added a little bit of his own imagination, which rarely had anything to do with his own experience, and I don't know if they can hear it.

Dolma seems to be still struggling on the line of life and death, to be precise, no one can help him now, and he doesn't know how to help him. Zhuoma's mother didn't know where to get some herbs, exuding a strong smell of grassroots, Lu Ziming naturally couldn't stop Zhuoma's mother from pouring Zhuoma, so he could only pray that this was not an intestinal poison.

Lu Ziming finally saw the Seven Eagles of the Prairie that Zhuoma worshipped, of course, one of them was dead, and now he should become the Six Eagles of the Prairie Eagle.

He was "invited" by Wendona to eat in a tent where six people: four men and two women, were seated, and Lu Ziming was placed opposite them as if he were interrogating a prisoner.

"Tell me again about the day you met Setan in the valley?"

I knew that they would ask the same questions, but fortunately, I covered up what happened by fainting at that time, otherwise, it would be easy to forget what I had said before when I lied.

Lu Ziming lowered his head and stuffed beef and mutton into his mouth, this is also a "simple version" of fortified meat, he is already a third-order powerhouse, and he may break through the fourth-order at any time, it is good to eat a little more dark meat.

"Didn't I already tell you? It was very dark and it was raining, and I saw a dark shadow fighting with several other black shadows, and I was so frightened that I fainted, and then I saw you. ”

"You're lying, why don't the wolves attack you, don't you know how to run?"

"Didn't I say that? I was terrified and fainted. As for why the wild wolf didn't attack me, then I have to ask the wild wolf, maybe the wild wolf felt that I was thin and didn't eat my head!"

"Sophistry! The Han people are very cunning, if you don't tell the truth, you will never want to go out of the grassland!"

There is nothing new at all, thinking that this can scare yourself, and you are too high to exalt yourself.

Lu Ziming immediately pretended to panic and said: "What I said is true, why don't you believe it? I will only waste food here, and you will not raise a waste person."

A young man sitting at the end said: "It's our business whether to raise a waste person or not, and you can't eat much anyway, even if you have one more dog!"

"Your words are a little hurtful," Lu Ziming looked at Saiyiti, who attacked him last night, and said: "I have no grievances with you in the past and no enmity in the near future, and I am just lost, aren't you Mongolians very hospitable?

The seats of the six eagles of the grassland should be arranged in order of strength, otherwise Wen Dona, who is not very old, would not sit in the third seat. Seeing that the young man who sneaked up on him last night was sitting at the end, the dead Celtan should be the strongest, and Lu Ziming could roughly deduce the strength of each of them.

"Do you know why we suspect you, because you are very calm", Wen Dona subconsciously grabbed the whip placed on the table, as if to prevent Lu Ziming from suddenly bursting out: "You have the calmness that ordinary people should not have, do you want me to continue?"

Lu Ziming shrugged his shoulders, and the six people opposite him suddenly became nervous, but then he shook his neck again and said: "Just by this point, you will doubt me, that's right! I am calm, if I wasn't calm, I would have been eaten by those mutant creatures, can I still live to this day?"

The person who can survive the turmoil of the last days, the one who has not experienced all kinds of hardships, even the children of Yang Jiaji will not scream when they see zombies, let alone an adult.

"What you say is reasonable, then how to explain this thing", Su Liqing picked up a cloth bag from his side and put it on several cases, opened it and saw that it was a wooden sword that had been broken into several sections, "You won't say that this thing is not yours, right?"

Lu Ziming was dizzy, obviously this matter could not be denied, Zhuoma had an identical wooden sword in his hand, and he also had one in his backpack.

"It's mine, so what does that mean? Do you think a wooden sword can kill a wolf?"

"Haha! That's what you said, we don't have a word. ”

His social experience is obviously inferior to that of several people opposite, and he will lead himself into the ditch in a few moments. Lu Ziming, who found the mistake, immediately quibbled: "I just followed your words, believe it or not, I can't help it, anyway, I didn't kill the wolf."

Several people on the other side exchanged glances, "We didn't ask you to admit to killing the wolf king today, we wanted to ask you for help?"

"What help", Lu Ziming replied subconsciously.

Several people looked at each other and smiled, Lu Ziming suddenly found that he had inadvertently admitted to killing the wolf king, if he really didn't kill the wolf king, he should refute it, instead of choosing to acquiesce, fighting wits with these old foxes and female foxes is simply uncomfortable, the more he says, the more wrong he is, his attention just now was focused on their actions, and his reaction obviously did not keep up with their thinking.

"I want you to help us kill someone, and when we're done, we'll send you out of here immediately, how about it?"

I've been fooled once, and it's impossible to be fooled again, "I'm sorry! I'm not going to get involved in anything between you, I just want to get out of here, whether you believe it or not, I didn't mean to come here."

He stood up and stopped when he passed by the young man who had attacked him, and said in a mocking tone: "You punched me and kicked me three times, and we will settle this account slowly."