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CHAPTER XVII

The poor worm was startled, and then she immediately hugged herself and looked at the red sè rock with a wince.

Char quickened his pace, and soon they crossed the rocks, and the poor worm finally saw what the jīng looked like.

From the looks of it, these guys are sorry for the dreaded notoriety they have in the wildfire fields. Even, at first glance, the appearance of these jīng is a little ridiculous.

The whole body was covered with green skin like a frog in a pond after a summer rain, the pointed and protruding ears of the donkey, and the wide and thick nose like a carrot poked in the face, these guys, without hair or beard, had a huge head, but their bodies were disproportionately thin, at least from the fact that they were only about one hundred and thirty centimeters tall, the proportions of the big head and the body were obviously very incongruous. The little creatures cowered behind the rocks, mouths full of sharp, short, rotten teeth, and stared at Char and the poor worm with a strange and strange look.

What was especially fresh to the poor insects was that the arms of these jīngs were long enough to hang down enough to reach their knees.

It's hard to feel intimidated by these things at first sight - first they look skinny, then they look poor and dirty.

Yes, these jīng are even more beggars than beggars, and only one of these guys hiding behind the rocks is wearing relatively complete clothes, and that is nothing more than a broken sack, which has cut three holes and can stick his head and arms out of it.

And there was another guy with a weapon in his hand, which was the hind limb bone of some kind of large animal, and a sharp stone was tied to the top of the bone to increase its lethality. And this guy also nailed a set of "armor" with some messy things.

God, what kind of armor is this! Look at the armor made of: two pieces of broken copper, a pile of bark, and a few pieces of rotten wood, plus something that resembles a rope net.

The poor worm looked at it for a while, and was a little suspicious: "These guys are the land jīng?"

"Yes. Char nodded.

"However, they don't look as scary as the legend suggests. The poor worm was puzzled.

Char smiled: "There is also a distinction between strong and weak in the ground jīng. These are wanderers who belong to no tribe. The real danger is the jīng tribes. Don't look at a single jīng who is weak and timid, but if you meet hundreds of these guys, and they are hungry for days...... You know they're great. ”

Indeed, after Char said this, the poor insect realized that the eyes of these things were very similar to a group of earth dogs living in the wild, a little cowering, a little timid, but also a little bit of fierceness and hostility.

Char didn't pay attention to the dirty guys who followed him, and still strode forward. It was only when the guys got a little closer that Char stopped, stopped to pick up the stones, and threw them at the guys while shouting intimidations—and at that point, the jīng scattered.

When it was a little darker, the poor worm noticed that the wanderers who were following behind were gone.

They found a huge skeleton in the wilderness, presumably belonging to some large animal, but whether it was a bison or a camel or something else, the poor worm could not tell.

The huge white bones lay across the ground, and the huge ribs were arranged evenly one by one, and it was amazing that there was not a single animal skin and flesh on the entire skeleton...... Apparently this is not the result of natural decay, but someone has completely removed its flesh and skin, and it has been scavenged so cleanly.

As he got closer, the poor worm saw on the skeleton a dense patch of teeth gnawing

"It's the land jīng, which is obviously only the land jīng can do it, and shave the meat so cleanly. Char casually pulled out a bone and weighed it twice in his hand: "It seems that he has been dead for no more than ten days, the bones are still very hard, and the water has not been completely lost." ”

"Why, I feel like you know these things very well?" the poor creature looked at Char suspiciously.

Char didn't answer this question, but directly took out the wolf skin of the bloodthirsty wolf and draped it on the skeleton of this beast bone, which happened to be a natural small tent.

"We slept here tonight. Char made a decision.

Dinner was roast wolf meat - some meat from the bloodthirsty wolf. Although the wolf meat was a little sour and hard, it was still very tough and difficult to bite, but the poor worm was very strong to endure.

Because he didn't care to complain about the unpalatable wolf meat, he sat by the campfire and bit the wolf meat all night, but he clearly felt that in the surrounding wilderness, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were secretly staring at him, and those covetous eyes were greedy, hungry, fierce, and timid.

Even, he seemed to clearly hear the sound of swallowing saliva from the dark wilderness. There was even the sound of rattling teeth—all of which gave the poor creature a little creepy.

"They...... They're spying on us. "The poor insect has the heart to remind this grinning turtle, this turtle seems to be so bad.

"I know. Char was lying on his bones with his head in his hands, his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the fire: "One on the left, two on the right, one in the front and one in the back, and some movement in the distance......"

At this point, he rolled over and faced the poor worm: "Don't worry, they won't provoke us for the time being." The jīng are very timid, they are a group of gallant creatures, and they must be numerically numerous to muster up their courage. The criterion for the dijīng was that against two human warriors, it was necessary to have more than twenty dijīng samurai to achieve an overwhelming victory. The brains of the dūngs are generally not very smart, and their criteria for judging affairs are surprisingly simple: those who have weapons are samurai, and those who are unarmed are civilians. And luckily, you're wearing leather armor and I'm carrying an axe, so these guys are treating us like chéngrén warriors. Therefore, they will definitely wait until there are more than twenty of them before they attack. ”

"How could it be. The poor worm didn't believe it: "If it takes so long to deal with two human warriors, then why have I heard that many caravans will also be attacked by the earth?"

"That's a rumor. Char was dismissive: "In the wildfire field, rumors are always the most popular thing. Actually, the ground jīng is not as scary as you think...... They're annoying, but at least they're not as scary as the legends suggest. Most of the legends about how terrible the ground is are made up by humans. In particular, as far as I know, many of the horrific legends about the wildfire fields were deliberately created by some large merchant groups. In this way, everyone is afraid of the danger in the wildfire field, and everyone does not dare to take this trade route, only they dare to form a caravan to trade......!

"But...... I've heard that these jīng will grab people and eat them, grind bones into powder, weave fur into blankets, and boil fat into oil...... "Poor worm's teeth are fighting."

"These may be true, but humans are alien to them anyway. And isn't that how we humans treat cattle and sheep? What's so strange? Char yawned, "But the truth is, in fact, jīng rarely attacks human teams with armed men. There are indeed a lot of humans who died in the hands of the Wildfire Plain, but most of them are those small caravans who are bold, hold on to luck, and want to make a fortune, and take risks to carry goods across the Wildfire Plain. ”

"But you said that you have to wait so long to even attack two people......"

"I'm talking about 'samurai,' you idiot. Char shook her head: "It's very bold to attack human civilians. But now to them, we're human warriors! You know? We're armed, and they're thinking of us as adventurers and mercenaries. The earth spirits on the Wildfire Plains have suffered the losses of many human adventurers, so they have learned to be cautious. If we hadn't carried weapons, they would have swarmed a long time ago!"

"But ......"

"Don't worry, this is only the edge of the Dijīng territory, and there are no big Dijīng tribes around, so if we have to gather twenty Dijīng warriors to deal with us, I'm afraid it will take a long time. Those wandering jīng don't dare to provoke us, you can sleep in peace...... I know more here than you do, don't worry, no matter what, I won't joke with my life. Char rolled over.

"......" The poor insect lay down for a while, and the terrible sounds brought by the cold wind in the wilderness still frightened her heart, and after enduring it for a while, she still couldn't help it: "I...... Can I lean closer to you? This ...... Well, it's still a little cold here. ”

Char didn't say anything, but the poor worm waited for a while, and finally took the initiative to come up and lie down next to Char. There was still a smell of earth on the turtle's body, but the hot feeling seemed to make the poor worm's heart feel steady.

Of course, more importantly, his perverted aesthetics make the poor worm not have to worry about this turtle being rude to himself.

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