Every evening, children from indigenous villages gather at the entrance of the village.

The older children will climb the highest observation tree at the entrance of the village, reflect the afterglow of the evening sunset, look at the mountain road at the entrance of the valley, and wait for the adults to return safely from the depths of the mountain.

Some of the younger children would sit on the branches of the fruit trees, one by one, like a flock of birds about to return to their nests in the dusk, chirping and arguing there.

This time of day is usually the busiest time of the day in the village.

It wasn't until the moment the indigenous hunters, who were barefoot on the gravel of the mountains, rushed back with their prey, that the indigenous children burst into cheers.

Every Aboriginal child has a big hero in their hearts, and they are very much looking forward to joining this hunting team and becoming a qualified jungle hunter one day.

Kandaur Mountain is rich in resources, although the depths of the mountain are full of monsters, but it is not just a few steps to meet.

There is a demonic beast entrenched on the top of a mountain before it reaches a mountain, which is obviously an exaggeration.

Some junior monsters are distributed in the vast jungle, as long as they are experienced hunters, they can distinguish whether there are monsters in the vicinity from some traces in the mountains and forests, and if you find traces of monsters, be careful to avoid them.

Of course, this does not rule out accidental encounters with some Warcraft in the mountains and forests, and at this time, you can only pray that the Warcraft in front of you has just eaten.

Indigenous hunters like to hunt wild boars and wild deer, these two kinds of prey are abundant in the mountain forest, a few indigenous hunters only need to lay a trap, and drive the small herd of wild boars in the direction of the trap in the detour, there will always be some catch.

The indigenous women gather at the entrance of the village to wait for the return of the men, and the prey they bring back will be handed over to the elders for distribution, and the distribution system has long been a common practice in the tribe.

Normally the men will receive the highest share of the distribution, for they will be expected to continue hunting, and they will be allocated the leg meat and ribs of the prey, followed by the sick and the children, who will be allocated the outer loins and internal organs, and finally the women and the old people, who will be given hooves, tails, and scattered minced meat, and so on.

Of course, the boar's head was to be taken out and sacrificed to the demon god.

Nowadays, there is a disproportionate population of the indigenous tribes, and there are now less than 50 adult indigenous hunters in the indigenous villages of a few hundred people, and there are almost no indigenous elders, and most of the people who remain in the villages are women and children, but the proportion of women is higher, and of course they can also get some good meat.

The men of the village brought back a male boar weighing a thousand pounds, and more than 30 indigenous hunters carried it back to the village in shifts, with two fangs sticking out of his mouth alone half a foot long, and his back was covered with a mane as hard as pine needles, and the fatal wound of the male boar was a three-foot-long wound in the abdomen.

The indigenous hunters carried the male wild boar into the village, and the square had already set up a wooden table, and a middle-aged indigenous man with a shy stomach held an inch-long knife in his hand, skillfully peeled off the wild boar's skin, and hung it on the big tree next to it.

Peeling, cutting meat, each part is divided very accurately, dismantled to the end, the remaining pork bones are all thrown into a large pot to stew into a delicious broth, the indigenous women will add a variety of wild vegetables and sweet potatoes to the broth, and finally boiled into a pot of sticky porridge, the whole village gathered in the square to eat a delicious meal,

He Boqiang huddled in the crowd, watching two and a half children stand in the middle of the square and wrestle with each other, and the winner among them can get an extra piece of meat and bones.

The surroundings were full of aborigines watching the excitement.

In fact, the nightlife of the indigenous people is very boring, and after dinner, there are only some half-grown children who can still have the energy to dance around and compete.

After dinner, the hunters would drag their tired bodies back to the hut to rest, and of course the indispensable entertainment during this period was the papa, and the indigenous women regarded childbearing as a kind of mission, so women were often more enthusiastic than men.

It's just that the wooden houses here basically don't have walls, and that kind of sound can be heard far away......

Molly, an indigenous girl, retrieves two boiled bones from the cook, and as the granddaughter of the Grand Wizard of Inoyatilla, she still has this privilege.

The two returned to the front of the hut and sat on the steps munching on the fleshy bones, and Molly crouched on the floor barefoot, creaking at the thin layer of brittle bones on the big bone stick, looking like a lioness feeding.

The life of the indigenous people in the valley is simple and simple, and this slow-paced life makes He Boqiang feel very comfortable.

In the past two days, He Boqiang has been working hard to learn indigenous languages.

Under Molly's careful teaching, He Boqiang learned Molly's mouth shape, and actually pronounced a scale in the indigenous language, and the pronunciation was still very standard.

He Boqiang is constantly improving every day, which makes the indigenous girl feel very happy, at least initially, it is no longer a problem to communicate in the indigenous language.

However, He Boqiang still can't speak the imperial Chinese, perhaps because the imperial Chinese language is very different from the indigenous language, most of the scales of the indigenous language are postnasal pronunciation, and the Green Emperor Chinese is not like this, at least He Boqiang has not yet found the trick of pronunciation.

In order to avoid being ridiculed by the soldiers of the second squad, He Boqiang did not want to communicate with the soldiers of the second squad in indigenous languages.

He Boqiang believes that after his continuous practice, learning Green's Chinese is just around the corner.

In addition, He Boqiang has always been curious about the sacrifice ceremony of the great wizard,

At that time, the great wizard offered sacrifices to the demon god during the sacrifice ceremony, and then received the blessing of the demon god, and also peeled off a piece of black demon skin from the demon and pasted it on the body of the native hunter, and then the three native hunters gained great power.

Before this place, there had been no way to communicate with the Grand Wizard of Innoartilla.

But now that he understands some of the indigenous languages, he wonders what this is all about.

He Boqiang met with the Grand Wizard of Inoyatila.

In response to He Boqiang's question, the Great Wizard lowered his head and pondered for a while before he said:

"Divine Servant, if we offer sacrifices to the Demon God, we will receive different blessings through the ritual, and the previous ritual allowed me to see a lot of things that I don't normally see......

He Boqiang listened carefully to the words of the Great Wizard of Inoyatila, and some words had to be thought for a long time before they could understand the meaning.

Seeing that He Boqiang was listening very carefully, the Grand Wizard of Inoyatilla continued:

"For example......

"I saw the secrets of those black-veined demon skins on the demons, and those patterns contained powerful magical powers."

"But while I can peek into the secrets by the power of God on the altar, I can't emulate them."

"I can breed this demon skin into the people of my clan, just like the black veined demon skin you saw, I used the power bestowed by the demon god to colonize it into the bodies of our three warriors, so that they can obtain the powerful power of the demon through this shortcut."

The Great Wizard of Innoyatila spoke very slowly, in order to take care of He Boqiang's ability to hear more clearly.

Later, she added:

"It's just that this kind of demon skin breeding suit has great shortcomings, once the carrier of the demon skin breeding suit itself is very poorly adaptable, and it is not enough to carry the powerful power on the demon skin, then the carrier will be supported by the power in the body and explode to death."

He Boqiang organized the language for a long time, and then stumbled and asked, "You mean...... Those three hunters will explode and die after being colonized into the black vein demon skin, because their bodies don't have such a strong carrying capacity? ”

After saying this sentence completely, He Boqiang actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that he has regained his ability to speak, and he never thought that communicating with words would be such a cool thing.

The Great Wizard said, "Exactly. ”

After thinking about that night, one of the three native hunters died on the spot, and the other two lived for another three days before dying quietly.

He Boqiang then asked the Grand Wizard of Inoyatila, "Then how did they hold out for so long?" ”

"That's because during the sacrificial ceremony, the demon god sent down the blessing of the 'Divine Blessed Body'!" The Grand Wizard of Innoyatila replied.