A group of indigenous men, in the form of a formation of geese, slowly emerged from the forest.

They are generally short in stature, but their muscular limbs exposed to animal skins and grass skirts are swarthy, and their dark skin glows like tung oil in the blazing sun.

As they got closer, Ms. Zheng could make out their thick black eyebrows and the chalky marks on their cheeks.

"Xianglin, don't let go of the arrow."

Liu Shimin shouted.

At this time, more than half an hour had passed since Yan Siqi and them entered the mountain, and I don't know if these natives spied on or even robbed them, or saw the smoke of burning corpses on the beach before they came to find them.

In any case, judging from the abundance of forests and springs in this place, which is suitable for living and reproduction, if there are natives, they will not stop at these seven or eight strong men in front of them.

Liu Shimin then stretched out his arms outward, revealing his chest, slowly moved in front of Ma Xianglin, leaned over towards the native Weiwei, and pointed to the big boat on the side of the reef in the distance, making a capsizing gesture.

Among the natives, a man with a feather tied with a hemp rope on his forehead and the strongest man shouted loudly.

"Zelaya."

"What do you mean? Let's leave? Ma Xianglin muttered.

Zheng Haizhu behind him said: "Not necessarily, you see that the leader pointed the arrow towards the ground, perhaps, just to inform the name of their tribe?" Shall we send them something as a gesture of kindness? ”

Liu Shimin nodded slightly: "Try it." ”

Zheng Haizhu was originally cleaning up the utensils taken down from the boat, placing them in a circle on the beach, and even had a set of Dehua white porcelain lotus petal tea set used by Cai Feng, and a statue of Mazu Niangniang that would be enshrined on the Fujian sea boat.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu picked out a brocade embroidered tobacco bag from the burden that he didn't leave when he fled, picked up the white porcelain teapot, and walked forward.

"Azhu!" Ma Xianglin said in a low voice.

"Let the girl go." Liu Shimin said in a deep voice.

Zheng Haizhu walked a few steps, and then held the Dehua porcelain pot above his head in a gesture of dedication.

The leader of the natives said something again, and a young man beside him put down the bow and arrow in his hand, stepped forward, and when he saw the teapot in Zheng Haizhu's hand, his face instantly retreated from the cruelty of a fierce god, and even showed a trace of solemnity when he took the teapot.

What the outsiders didn't expect was that after the man returned to the leader and carefully placed the white porcelain teapot on the beach, the leader knelt down and bowed to the teapot, chanting words in his mouth.

The other warriors remained defensive, but they also sang a string of local words.

Zheng Haizhu guessed that they were worshipping God. Most of the people of the primitive tribe have not yet separated the gods alone, and often combine the gods with the belief in things, such as gods in mountains and rivers, gods in wood and stones, and the natives in front of them, perhaps think that the gods are in the bottle?

So whenever you see a beautiful bottle, you have to bow down solemnly?

At this time, the leader of the natives stood up with the bottle, handed the bottle to his partner, walked closer to Zheng Haizhu with his free hands, patted his chest, and repeated the three words just now: Zelaya.

This time, his tightly knit brow furrowed, and his mouth grinned.

Zheng Haizhu also patted herself: "Ming, Ming." ”

The leader thought about it, bent down to pick up a pebble, drew a few lines on the sand, and beckoned to Zheng Haizhu.

The woman leaned over to see a circle with bars scattered and a crooked moon.

Isn't this the sun and the moon?

The country name given to the country by the old Zhu family is really good, hieroglyphics, anyone can draw it.

What's even more surprising is that this obviously shows that the natives here and the Han people who have dealt with them are not the remnants of the Tang and Song dynasties overseas, but the merchants or fishermen of the Ming Dynasty, so they know the pronunciation of "Ming" and also know the word "Ming".

Zheng Haizhu nodded vigorously, and handed over the beautiful embroidered tobacco bag.

The leader took it with both hands, pointed to the direction of the mountains and forests, and then pointed to Ma Xianglin, and made a "high" gesture and a "follow me" gesture.

Zheng Haizhu was stunned for a moment, then understood, and went back to Liu Shimin and Ma Xianglin and said: "Brother Yan, they are probably met by the natives, and now the natives let us go into the mountains with them, please give me a show." ”

"Let's go, let's see." Liu Shimin said without hesitation.

……

When they waded through the forest and arrived at a primitive village that seemed to be quite large-scale, everyone knew that Yan Siqi and the others were not encountered by the natives, but on the Internet.

Yan Siqi and a few brothers were quite embarrassed when they were ordered by the local leader to untie them from their hemp rope net pockets.

Zheng Zhilong was full of youthful vigor, and when he saw Li Guozhu gloating at himself, where could he hide his anger.

But Yan Siqi whispered to him: "The natives are simple, just defensive against outsiders, there is no bad intention, you don't have any more troubles." ”

Yan Da's observation is so keen, when Zheng Haizhu and the others came from far and near, he had already recognized that except for Li Guozhu and Cai Feng's family, everyone's hands were free, and the local leader was very polite to Liu Shimin.

Yan Siqi then stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and said to Liu Shimin and the others: "We still wanted to hunt deer, but we ended up falling prey, and these natives have done a really good job of trapping." ”

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As he spoke, he smiled generously and patted the native leader on the shoulder.

The leader also showed a somewhat embarrassed look, and immediately beckoned the women who were watching the excitement and brought a basket of food to eat.

I saw that it was full of dumplings wrapped in banana leaves, steaming hot and fragrant.

Peel off the leaves, the sticky light yellow millet mixed with brown beans, and then break it, there is a red diced meat, it should be venison, no wonder it is so fragrant.

Everyone fought fiercely all night, and they were worried that they had been drifting at sea for most of the day, and they were already so hungry that their chests were close to their backs, and they devoured the dumplings one after another.

Zheng Haizhu looked around while eating.

Judging from her modern geographical knowledge, this place should belong to the Tainan area of later generations.

The aborigines of Baodao, who are vaguely called "Gaoshan tribe" by mainlanders, actually have dozens of ethnic groups if they are subdivided.

Zheng Haizhu pondered, since Yan Siqi, who was familiar with the charts and waterways, chose to land here from the Luer Waterway when he left Penghu, then, according to common sense, the Dutch who were driven away from Penghu by the Ming army sailors in history should have chosen the same route if they sailed east to seek colonies.

So, isn't this the place where the Dutch will build a military fortress in a few years?

If Yan Siqi occupies it first and can get the support of the imperial court, why should there be any twists and turns for Zheng Chenggong to recover the treasure island?

Zheng Haizhu aimed at Yan Siqi and then at Liu Gonggong.

This opportunity is really rare, a change that fell from the sky, maybe, can make these two capable characters cooperate.

Zheng Haizhu then said to Liu Shimin: "Father-in-law, these native women already know how to tie their hair, and there is a difference between inside and outside in dressing, the weaving method of Ma Ge and the weaving method of bamboo baskets are not too simple, and there are piglets under the fence over there, not to mention that the leader still recognizes Chinese characters, they seem to be already familiar." ”

Liu Shimin nodded: "You can see it carefully, but the old man feels that the leader here is not this strong man wearing bird feathers, but a woman." ”

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