The next day, when the thunder was faintly bright, he was awakened by a slight noise, and he heard that it was the women of Kent, so he continued to sleep on his side, and the dew wet the linen cloth he was wearing, and the thin white mist was like a lively elf on his face, and it was cool and refreshing.

One by one, the women got up early in the morning, went to the river to fetch water, washed their clothes and utensils, and then took out a small handful of grains and grains that they had brought with them, and cooked porridge and soup like clear water.

The carts formed a large circle to protect the sleeping people, and the cattle were driven to the grass on the other side, and a few crooked thick tree trunks were nailed into the dirt, and then the animals were tied to the trunks with ropes.

Nearly a hundred logs had been piled up on the slope of the canyon, which was the result of yesterday, and Alice was still curled up and sleeping soundly when the thunder roared, and the thunder did not wake her, he took a piece of black bread and baked it, and filled his stomach with porridge and soup, and then put a wooden box containing a white piece of salt around his waist, and beckoned Juston to go and go to visit the forest trolls.

Jaston obviously didn't sleep well last night, with a faint dark circle around his eyes, there was still a trace of anxiety in his eyes, he squinted his eyes and secretly looked at Lei Ming's face, seeing Lei Ming's relaxed appearance, he still couldn't relax, he dreamed last night that he was caught by those huge forest trolls and swallowed it in his mouth, chewed a few times and spit out a few thick bones, thinking of the dream, his face couldn't help but turn white.

Patting Justton's somewhat stiff shoulder, Lei Ming couldn't help but be a little amused, it seems that this former caravan steward is indeed not very bold.

The forest trolls are a very powerful race, they rarely encounter enemies in the forest, those ordinary beasts are as weak as lambs in their hands, and their strong arms can easily pull up a large tree and throw it with all their might, it is a disaster for those weak social animals.

Thunder Ming visited them not only because he could speak the language of trolls, but more importantly, based on the habits of the forest trolls, they had a great chance of giving birth to a troll prophet, because they had learned to cook meat in a stone pot before eating.

"Rest assured, they may become our allies, and the trolls are also a culturally intelligent race, so don't confuse them with ogres. ”

Jaston was relieved, but he didn't dare to approach the forest troll when he led Thunder to the vicinity of the troll, and he cautiously climbed the tree and hid himself in the canopy.

A wall of stones appeared in front of Thunder Ming's eyes, a full two meters high, these stones of different shapes were jagged together, looking ugly, but they were still strong, at least a charging boar could barely block them, Thunder knew that these stones were not used for defense, these stones belonged to the ammunition reserves of the trolls, and if they fought with strong enemies, the lethality of them when they threw stones was a little scary to think about.

Thunder got off the stone horse, and the spear was not in his hand, and Juston was far away, so he heard Thunder slap the stone wall a few times, and then whined a few times, and then he saw a forest troll come out of the gap in the canopy, and in a friendly way, he stretched out two huge palms and lifted Thunder lightly into the stone wall, and then screamed to a stone house, Juston was already stunned at this time, he saw that Thunder was so smooth that he communicated with these monster-like forest trolls, and almost bit his tongue off。

A few of the forest trolls who were lying down sat up and looked at Lei Ming with curious eyes, and Lei Ming greeted them with a word of interest, and then these forest trolls smiled innocently, they are indeed civilized, in their eyes, those who can speak the language of trolls are their own people, and those who can't speak the language of trolls are beasts! So if you want to communicate something with them in the language of the Terrans, they will be happy to swallow you in one gulp, or throw you in a boiling stone cauldron.

"Welcome, revered lord, I didn't expect you to come to visit us, let alone speak troll language. "Inside the stone house, a tall troll sat on a soft white cushion, his skin as blue as the sky, and some troll motifs were painted on his skin, and when he saw Thunder coming, he politely invited Thunder to take a seat, and in the language of the Terrans, he was showing Thunder the same knowledge.

The interior of the stone house was very simple, with a stone table, three cushions, and a huge stone bed, which looked a little simple, but Lei Ming knew that this was the habit of the troll prophet's life, and they liked to keep everything simple.

"This is my gift to you, like you can like, esteemed prophet. Lei Ming sat down on the cushion and placed the box containing the salt cube on the stone table.

"Aha, I'll take a look at what it is. These troll prophets didn't have a shelf at all, and when he heard Lei Ming say that the contents of the box were gifts for him, he opened the box in front of him without pretentiousness, and when he saw the white salt cubes inside, his eyes lit up slightly, "Oh, it's actually pure salt cubes!"

The Troll Prophet changed his calm and elegant demeanor, he stretched out a paw on his index finger, and gently tapped on the salt cube, and a small piece of white salt fell off in response, he stuffed the salt cube into his mouth without any worry, closed his eyes and chewed it slowly, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Trolls love to eat salty things, but unfortunately, most of the time they eat tasteless meat, because they don't know how to make salt.

"Thank you for the gift, I loved it. The Troll Prophet closed the box with the salt cubes after a little reminiscence, and with the salt they could put some on the meat when they were cooking, and when they ate the salty meat, I believe that the ordinary trolls with low IQ would also be happy.

"The Prophet ......"

"Don't worry, let's try this. ”

Thunder opened his mouth to ask, and the troll prophet took out two huge wooden cups from the pocket of the stone table, and placed them in front of Thunder like a bucket, the troll prophet poured two glasses of water, and then carefully took out two long thin green leaves from the close-fitting animal skin clothes, one of which was thrown into the bucket in front of Thunder Ming, followed by a small blue ball of light.

Lei Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and the water in the bucket in front of him boiled for a moment, and then immediately calmed down, and the whole bucket of water turned transparent pink, steaming with a hint of heat.

This troll prophet is very powerful, it is definitely not something that the current thunder can defeat, if the fight ends up it will definitely be thunder and be hanged, fortunately the thunder does not have a bad idea of fighting the trolls, nor does he think about being the enemy of the trolls, he relaxed, picked up the bucket with both hands and took a big sip, it seems, unexpectedly delicious.

The troll prophet was in a good mood when he saw that Lei Ming generously drank the drink he brewed, and he smiled and said to Lei Ming: "I probably know your intention, don't worry, there is no danger in the canyon for the time being, and the reason why no wild beast dares to set foot is because there is an old horned demon lurking under the canyon, and those rabbits are his free-range food." ”

"Horned Demon!" Lei Ming seemed to have a gong and drum beating in his head, and he stood up as quickly as if he had a spring, and his hairs stood upside down, terrifying to the extreme, don't look at the horned demon and the troll sound similar, but the troll belongs to the humanoid race, and the horned demon is a demon with a red roots!

He thought of his sister Alice, and thought of the people who followed him all the way, as if he saw a huge horned demon like a hill coming out of the ground, and a low mourning music came from the horns, and his thick limbs trampled the crowd wantonly, and dozens of lives were killed with a flick of his thick tail......

"Young man, you are so nervous, that old fellow is so old that he has no interest in eating people anymore, and he has not even eaten rabbits in the past few years, have you not noticed that there are many rabbits in the canyon? ”

The Troll Prophet watched Thunder Ring's startled movements with great enjoyment, while he himself drank his drink as calmly as ever, but judging from the words he revealed, he had already known about the arrival of a group of people like Thunder Ming.

"I hope so......" Thunder was a little unsure whether what the Troll Prophet said was true or false, but even if it was true, he still couldn't rest assured, even a horned demon who was too old to walk could easily slaughter the people in the canyon.

"Young man, you are too cautious, you must know that this old horned demon has blocked many difficulties for you, without this horned demon, those people you lead will easily die walking in the forest, believe me, even if the horned demon comes out, it will not hurt you, I have dealt with him, he seems to have more important things to do......" The troll prophet continued to calm the thunder.

Thunder sat back down, then glanced at the Troll Prophet with a strange look, and he always felt that the Troll Prophet spoke with a sense of schadenfreude.

"Meet me, my name is Sakrit, a troll prophet of all kinds. ”

The Troll Prophet took the time to introduce himself, and gained some favor from Thunder, knowing that the Troll Prophet was treating him as a friend by telling him his name.

"Thunder Bourbon, a little nobleman who has fled. Thunder fully recovered from the horror caused by the Horned Demon, and he decided to trust the troll prophet he had just met.

"If you need help, let me know, we trolls are happy to help our friends, and of course, if you can provide more salt, I'm sure the lads in the tribe will like you even more. The Troll Prophet's Terran lingua franca became more and more fluent, and he felt very happy to communicate with Thunder, after all, those ordinary trolls had limited wisdom, so he also gave Thunder a message when Thunder Ming drank all the drinks from Thunder, "From our tribe to the west, there are a few bread trees with strange tempers, if you answer one of their questions correctly, you can get a bread tree seed, I think you will like the sweet breadfruit, by the way, the key is ninety-nine-nine." ”