Hearing Song Ziyu's words, these natives did not alleviate the slightest fear, but became more cautious.

"Corpse people, we have no grievances with you, don't come to harm us!"

Qiuqiu's father, the sturdy and short native, roared, and Song Ziyu could hear fear in his voice.

"Corpse people? I'm not a corpse guy. Song Ziyu explained.

"Fart! I can smell the stench of corpses on you from afar. ”

The old native roared.

Song Ziyu touched his nose and said, "You are mistaken, I am a real human being." ”

"I don't believe it."

The old native's face was skeptical.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Song Ziyu doesn't care.

At this time, a native-looking native who looked relatively big next to the old natives analyzed: "Old Hei, this guy's statement seems to have some truth, after all, the corpse people never call themselves corpse clansmen, they all call themselves saint clansmen...... Moreover, it seems that there is no need for it to save Qiuqiu, after all, those guys are extremely brutal existences. ”

After listening to the advice of the people around him, the natives who called Lao Hei finally doubted their beliefs.

"Are you really human?"

Old Black asked.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not human, you guys are going to die."

Song Ziyu explained.

"And the smell of corpses on your body?"

Lao Hei was still not at ease, and began to interrogate Song Ziyu.

"It's just a disguise." Song Ziyu said lightly.

"I see!"

Lao Hei relaxed his heart and eased his attitude towards Song Ziyu.

To say that the indigenous people are simple-minded, after explaining it clearly in a few words, everyone's attitude towards Song Ziyu has changed, and they began to shush and ask for warmth by Song Ziyu's side.

Everyone followed Qiuqiu's guidance and headed towards the location of the saber-toothed tiger.

On the way, Song Ziyu opened his mouth and asked, "Are the corpse people you are talking about, are they the kind of guys who grinning their teeth?" ”

As he spoke, Song Ziyu began to clumsily imitate the appearance of low-level zombies.

"Those are low-level corpse people, and high-level corpse people are terrifying."

Lao Hei seemed reluctant to mention more, and his words were just a few words, and it was obvious that there were fearful and painful things that he did not want to recall.

At this time, the big-headed natives also asked Song Ziyu curiously: "You are very unfamiliar with your clothes and dress, I don't know where you came from?" None of us have seen anyone like you in this area. ”

In the face of this kind of tentative interrogation, Song Ziyu just said lightly: "I can't tell you where I came from, all in all, I'm lost, and I don't know where I am." ”

Song Ziyu's nonsense didn't get much interrogation, because these natives were completely attracted by the huge body of the saber-toothed tiger!

"It's so meaty!"

Lao Hei couldn't help but exclaim.

Immediately, these natives all looked at Song Ziyu with blank eyes.

"What are you watching me do?"

Song Ziyu looked at these guys whose eyes were glowing, and couldn't help but ask.

Qiuqiu explained: "Distinguished guest, this prey was hunted by you, so you have the right to distribute it, and everyone is waiting for your greeting." ”

Song Ziyu suddenly realized when he heard this, and every time he thought of these natives, he was still so reasonable and understood the rules, and he was much better than modern people.

Immediately, Song Ziyu said with a smile: "These things are of little use to me, if you want them, you can do it yourself." ”

Hearing Song Ziyu say that they didn't need it, these natives immediately started to move, using the stone tools in their hands to divide the body of the saber-toothed tiger, and split all the saber-toothed tiger meat into pieces.

Seeing these natives busy in and out, Song Ziyu felt very anxious.

According to the speed of these people, this seven or eight meter-long tiger will be decomposed, and that will be the year of the monkey.

Looking at the sky, which was already a little late, Song Ziyu knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he let Xiao Shuang conjure up a silver long sword and slash at the huge body of the saber-toothed tiger.

After a few swishing swords, the saber-toothed tiger was directly divided.

"Alright, pack up and let's go!"

Song Ziyu said in a big way.

Everyone looked stupid on the spot!

At this moment!

The expressions that these natives looked at Song Ziyu in their eyes have changed from fear and awe to worship.

Truly!

In this very simple tribal structure, strength is everything!

Song Ziyu's strength was undoubtedly displayed at this moment, and he conquered these savages in an instant.

The faces of the savages showed expressions of reverence and flattery, and some even kowtowed to Song Ziyu...... Ahem, this is a courtesy for the gods.

"Don't you want that?" Song Ziyu wiped his nose and said, "It's not early, let's find a place to live first." ”

So, after this "feast" of dividing meat, Song Ziyu seemed to have become a god-like existence in the eyes of these natives.

……

Embraced by the wild men, the team headed north, and after an hour-long trek, the natives finally returned to their camp ---- a simple tribal settlement.

Song Ziyu, who entered the settlement, was immediately treated as a guest of honor, and was personally invited by the elders of the tribe into the largest thatched hut to rest.

This thatched house originally belonged to the first warrior of the tribe, and it is said that when he heard the request of the elder, the tribal warrior was very angry, after all, in the era of civilization, the unit was divided into houses and let you withdraw the house, which was also very unacceptable.

So the tribal warriors planned to challenge Song Ziyu's authority.

It's a pity that when the prestige reaches a certain level, the tribal warriors are not even qualified to challenge.

Under the reprimand of the tribal elders, the unconvinced tribal warriors retreated.

But the tribal warriors were still indignant, and they sulked outside the tribe gate alone.

At this time, Lao Hei came up and said to the warrior, "Kunda, you come with me. ”

The tribal warriors came to the old black, and the old black led him to the warehouse where the meat was stored.

Looking at the mountains of saber-toothed tiger meat, Kunda was a little confused.

"I'll give you this saber-toothed tiger, can you handle it?"

Kunda blushed and said, "I'm not afraid of death......"

"I asked if you could kill a saber-toothed tiger by yourself?"

Lao Hei asked.

Kunda was unconvinced, but finally shook her head helplessly.

"That's it!"

Lao Hei said lightly: "This lord killed the saber-toothed tiger with one sword, and then distributed all the meat to our tribe, what is this?" The amount of meat we hunt in a year can't reach so much, but people don't want a penny, all of it is given to our tribe, this is a benefactor! ”m.

Immediately, Lao Hei said earnestly: "Kunda, can't you be more understanding and tolerant of such a benefactor?" ”

Lao Hei's words convinced the tribal warriors on the spot.

The simple-minded Kunda thought for a while and said, "Uncle Hei, why don't you give my mother-in-law away?" Warm the bed and press the quilt for our benefactor? ”

The old black and white glanced at Kunda, and then flatly refused: "No, you can't be such a casual person!" ”

"For the benefactor of the tribe, I am willing to pay, I can be casual." Kunda is to admit death.

But Lao Hei said: "Your mother-in-law and the men in the tribe have all slept with each other, and they are no longer pure, and it must be rude to warm the bed of the benefactor...... I've already arranged for my daughter to go, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Some people died, but not completely......