A chasing fish monster stepped on a hidden net on the beach.

In an instant, the mechanism in the sand was triggered, and the net immediately bounced up to directly envelop the monster, and the follow-up mechanism continued to be triggered, and several spikes pierced through the net and directly pierced the fish monster.

The fish monster kept struggling, but its body was confined by the net and it was difficult to break free directly, and the violent struggle gradually tore up the pierced wound, and blood continued to gush.

I don't know what material this net is, but it's so strong.

He immediately realized the role of nets in the sand and began to look for the distribution of beach nets.

As expected, there are actually a lot.

He made a few turns and managed to get a fish monster to step on the trap again.

However, after two of their companions were killed by a trap, the remaining fish monsters became cautious.

"There is a certain degree of wisdom......" the white-haired man couldn't help but bared his teeth.

Next, no matter how he tried, the fish monsters would deal with it carefully, tossing it all the way, and then only letting one fish monster be caught by the trap because of carelessness.

And his physical strength is gradually bottoming out.

As for these monsters, it is clear that they are far from the time when their physical strength is exhausted.

The man opened his mouth to gasp, feeling the weakness of his body.

As the fish monster approached him, a loud gunshot rang out.

He could even see the dazzling light of the fire flashing in front of his eyes.

The fish monster's head at the front instantly bloomed, and flames ignited on its body, which was obviously not normal, but it was useful. The fish monster struggled in the flames for a moment, then fled desperately towards the sea.

But just before returning to the ocean, a figure appeared directly from the nearby reef, and his hand seemed to be hammered down with a large sword made of stones, directly smashing most of the fish monster's body.

The other fish monsters were shocked, and many figures appeared from the dense forest on the shore, and most of them had normal weapons, all ordinary harpoons and the like, and they were all very poorly dressed.

There was fear in their eyes as they looked at the monster, but it was clear that so many people had gathered here because of greater courage.

The fish monsters were separated from their companions and then closed, and the harpoons kept poking forward, piercing the fish monsters and screaming.

The man noticed that something seemed wrong with the fish monsters' reactions.

After the gunfire and the firelight, they cowered and moved much more slowly.

Therefore, only these fishermen dressed as fishermen gathered together, and finally killed the fish monsters on the beach one by one.

After killing the fish monster, the fishermen cheered, as if celebrating this triumph of courage.

But soon, their gaze gradually turned to the white-haired man, the conspicuous stranger.

Their gaze was a little fierce and didn't seem very friendly.

"It's you who attracted these monsters!" One of the fishermen pointed at him with a glittering harpoon.

The man raised his hand, and he didn't know why he made such a gesture, but he thought it was a good gesture, and it was easy to show that he was harmless.

"It's not me! I'm the one who was attacked! He said.

He found himself able to communicate with these people, even though he didn't know what language he or they spoke, but the question was obviously not important at this point.

"That's you." Just now, the very fierce Brother Shi Dajian walked over with his weapon on his shoulder.

Without waiting for the man to refute, Brother Dajian said, "You bleed in the sea, that's why they chased you." ”

The man was sluggish: "Just a little blood?" He looked at the soles of his feet, and the wound had widened and was heavily bloodied from the run.

"A little blood is deadly enough. Maybe you didn't mean to, but when you come to us, you have to follow our rules, I'm sorry. ”

The white-haired man was caught, his hands and legs bound with thick ropes, like a pig to be roasted.

While being escorted, the white-haired man also saw the person who had shot earlier.

An old man, with black hair mixed with white and white temples, but his body is straight, and he is wearing a completely different set of clothes from the fishermen around him, and his body exudes the atmosphere of vicissitudes.

At his waist was a glittering silver sword, and the jet-black gun.

The barrel is on the long side, and it looks like a bit old-fashioned musket.

But he doesn't underestimate the gun, and the fish monster's previous performance, as well as the image of him firing flames from the gun to set the beach on fire after the war, are deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Everyone else looked very respectful of the old man.

The white-haired man said, "What will happen to me?" ”

The old man next to him glanced at him and said, "Maybe it was sacrificed to the gods, or it was turned into a reserve of food." ”

"Doesn't sound like a good end, just because I inadvertently bleed a little on the beach?"

"This drop of your blood could hurt us all."

"Why?"

"Those monsters don't like to go ashore, they just like to roam the coast, but if there is a smell of blood, it will give them a motivation, and after going ashore, they will not easily return to the sea without harvest." The old man's voice was full of confidence, but it sounded very soft.

"Spare me, I can work to make amends!" The white-haired man said.

"What can you do with thin arms and legs?" Brother Dajian sneered beside him.

"That's better than sacrificing to a god...... he subconsciously thinks that gods and the like are unreliable self-comforting.

The old man shook his head: "Retaining a foreigner who brings disaster is far less important than the spiritual sustenance that a sacrifice brings to everyone. ”

The man stared at the old man and said, "Sir, if you can say this, it means that you are an understanding person." Please save me and let me live! ”

"Why are you so obsessed with living, there are many people in this world who would rather throw themselves into the sea and become bait for monsters."

The man was speechless for a moment.

yes, I don't remember anything, why do I have to live?

"No, people who are still alive don't need to answer why they live!" The man said.

The old man's small eyes carefully looked at the man who was tied up and had a very ugly posture: "This sentence is a good one, then let me ask you, give you weapons, do you dare to face those monsters?" ”

The man hesitated, then looked at the gun at the old man's waist.

The old man noticed his gaze and couldn't help but chuckle, but soon the smile calmed down again: "Okay, I'll help you talk to them, if they don't want to, then I can't help it." ”

The man looked suspicious.

A large part of the reason why he would ask the old man for help was because he saw that the old man was in a good position, how could he not be able to convince others?

The old man didn't come back, and the man writhed like a caterpillar, but he couldn't see any more in such a humiliating position, so he had to give up.

After a while, he caught a glimpse of a village in front of him.

The wooden houses are all full of dilapidated and decadent meanings.

However, when they returned, there were obviously scattered cheers in the village.

After that, it was the rejection and exploration of him, a foreigner.

He was taken into the village, where he was left in an empty house with a strong stench and left unattended.

He waited quietly in the dark for a long time, and finally, footsteps were heard outside.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open, and two people walked in, it was the old man and Brother Da Jian.

The man looked sideways and saw them.

"Boy, everyone agrees to spare your life, but you need to show your worth." Brother Dajian said unceremoniously.

"I find it hard to show my worth when I'm tied up." The man said.

Brother Dajian and the old man glanced at each other, then bent down and cut the rope on his body with a stone knife.

Only then did the man get up.

"What's your name?" The old man asked.

"I don't have a name."

"Growing so big and having no name?" Brother Dajian didn't believe it.

"I forgot a lot of things and didn't know anything." The man said solemnly, his eyes full of sincerity.

The old man bowed slightly, touched his chin and said, "Then do you mind if I give you a pronoun?" “

"Feel free, it's a lot more convenient to have a name."

"Roshi. How about this. ”

"Yes." The man had no objections, and although the old man was very talkative, he had not forgotten his situation.

"Okay, there is a shortage of people in the village, so you have to do a lot of things, if the villagers have something to find you, as long as it is not something that insults your personality, then you have to accept it, if you have questions and disputes, you can come to me." The old man said.

"For example?"

"Growing crops, moving things, raising livestock, weaving cloth, and ...... Hunt down the beasts that come close. The old man said.

"I accept." Roshi's face did not change and responded.

"You're going to work here for three years, and after three years you're free, and you can choose to live there, or you can choose to go somewhere else, whatever you want." The old man said.

Roshi nodded.

"Then that's your first job." The old man looked at the big sword brother next to him.

Roshi also looked over.

Brother Dajian directly reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and Luo Xi suddenly felt that his shoulder was about to be dislocated, but he still endured it and didn't show much.

"Your body is too weak, you can't do such heavy work at all, you have to become a person who can satisfy everyone, this is your first thing, I will help you well!" Brother Dajian showed a hearty smile.

But Roshi always felt strange in his words, delusional?