Andy began to have a friendly exchange with that cute little girl.

No... Frankly speaking, it was the little girl who was playing with the dog meat and talking to Andy without a match.

"Your lingua franca is very good, and it seems that not every young man in the dog village can do it."

"Hey, my dad taught me, he said it was useful."

"Where's your dad? I have something to do with him. ”

Andy looked at Mary, who was giggling and petting the dog, and felt that the scene in front of him was quite harmonious.

"I don't know, I heard that he has something urgent to find a teacher... I'll be back in a while, right? After all, the teacher's home...."

Andy thought that the teacher did not want to live in a stone hut unless it was raining, and that his so-called home was usually a thatched hut that was almost an open-air building, which was obviously not suitable for receiving foreign guests, and that the people who went to communicate with him had no reason to sit there for a long time.

Oh, and you can't sit at all, because there's nothing to sit on comfortably except the stone that the teacher used as a bench.

This man really put all his energy into the dog.

Andy looked at the grinning home, in addition to the furniture, the most eye-catching thing was the leather making equipment, there were many, many tools placed around, it seemed that the process was quite complicated. If it is not bad, the skins hanging from various heights outside the Cockdog Village are probably all handmade by the shaman of the Twisted Dog Village.

Judging from the intricate symbols printed on the skins, the village probably has a shamanic culture of nature worship, and the skins are probably considered to be powerful magic weapons.

But Andy noticed something strange.

"Mary, where's your dog?"

Mary's face froze for a moment, revealing a look of loss.

"I.... I don't have a dog. ”

Andy was puzzled, because the words of the tooth not long ago were still vivid, is it a lie that everyone in the so-called dog village has their own dog?

Why is that? Don't you all have your own dog? ”

Mary replied as she touched the dog meat.

"No, to be precise, women in the Dog Village are not allowed to have dogs, even if I am the daughter of a shaman, and the skills of the Village are only taught to the male members..... I asked my father why the rules were the way they were, and he said it was because a woman might be angry when she became a dog trainer..."

Mary made a very reluctant expression, she touched the dog meat, and it seemed that she really wanted to have her own dog as well.

"The village does not recognize women, not only can I not be a dog trainer, nor can I have a pedigree to be recorded in the book by the leader of the baring teeth, my name was heard from an outsider...."

Andy was silent, no wonder Mary's name was so normal, for Mary's troubles, he felt in his heart that this was the feudal superstition of the ignorant natives.... Or, the ancestors of the Dog Village were afraid that the skills of their village would flow out with the marriage of women.

"I think there are only about 20 people in your village, why do you still stick to tradition so much? Can't you be treated special as a grinning daughter? ”

"It is precisely because my father is a shaman that most of the people in the village don't care much about the rules of the ancestors, but my father is very stubborn, and he has always emphasized that if he, as a shaman, violates the rules of the ancestors and turns his back on the culture of the hanging dog, the hanging dog will lose the protection of the spirit..."

"Well, it's spirit again."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the door, and Andy looked back, and it was indeed a grin coming back from outside, and he looked sad as if he was bothered by something.

He noticed Andy, greeted him with a reluctant smile, and then noticed Mary, who was playing with the dog, and immediately became furious.

"Mary! I've said it all, you're going to leave the dog! .... You always don't listen to me, I said, you don't have the destiny to become a dog trainer! ”

Grinning and angry, he lost his temper at Mary in the room.

“okhda，”

Andy couldn't understand what the grin was talking about, because he started talking about dogs when he got angry.... But judging by Mary's expression, it seemed to be a fierce criticism of her, and she ran back into the house in tears.

"Hey! Don't you scold a child like this, if you want me to say that she wants to be a dog trainer, let her be, what will happen? She has lived in this environment since she was a child, and it is simply normal for her to want to be a dog trainer. ”

With a stubborn donkey-like expression on his grinning face, he shook his head loudly, completely ignoring Andy's persuasion.

"Of course you didn't understand that you just came to us, it's a big taboo! I wanted her to take over my class as a shaman in the future, but now Merlin has been threatening me.... I can't be a shaman myself, after all, everyone knows that we're just a bunch of black-footed dogs, except for our unclear leader of the teeth... Our security and development are all completely dependent on Blackfoot Village. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Andy and thought of something.

"Andy, do you know the shaman of Blackfoot Village, Lord Merlin?"

Andy thought of the bloody dispute he had helped Merlin mediate before, and now he was probably recognized.

"Ah, yes, what's wrong?"

The grinning eyes lit up, and the enthusiasm suddenly rose.

"You're going to help me, Andy, Master Merlin said that Mary had the qualifications to be the daughter of Hekathe, so it's better to..."

Andy thought of what happened to Merlin, who was sent by the "mother" they believed in as an emissary to serve as a pawn in various places, which was certainly not a good prospect, and he felt that Merlin, the daughters of Hecate, were also pitiful, they seemed to be unable to resist Hecate's orders, such as Merlin, who had to come to Blackfoot Village to endure even though he knew that he was severely allergic to dogs.

"Let me think about it.... Actually, I'm here to communicate with you about the Dog Village, and I'm curious about the culture of the Village. ”

Andy looked at the skins fluttering in the wind outside, what was the point of these specially treated dogskin flags?

The grin suddenly showed a look of control, and it seemed that this question was his professional counterpart.

"It's simple, I know everything about the Dog Village, you can ask whatever you want."

Andy nodded, thinking of what the teacher said before, he wanted to ask what the origin of the Cocked Dog Village was, which might explain why the Cockroach Village has become such an embarrassing situation as a village within a blackfoot village today.

"The teacher told me before that the dogs came from a place called Dog City, and the dogs you domesticated first came from there, so what is it, and how did you get here?"

grinned, and then quickly made his expression serious.

"Ahem.... I know this question very well, the so-called dog town is far to the northeast of us, it used to be a prosperous city in the old world, but now it is a huge ruin, no one still lives there, and there are only endless wild dogs... This is also the origin of the name Dog City. ”

After thinking about it, he grinned and made another addition.

"However, I know from the records of our village that Dog City first had its name, and in the Old World, it was called Denver."

"Huh?!"

Andy let out a startled cry, and the name reminded him of the doctor's notes that Dave had shown him in Crosstown, and that doctor was from Denver.

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