PS: I haven't seriously asked for tickets for a few days, I'm going to the hospital on duty, I'm tired and about to collapse, I really ask for encouragement, thank you very much!!

Tucked away at the end of a lush jungle irrigated by the island's abundant rains lies a valley adjacent to a low waterfall.

At the entrance to this unassuming valley, a dozen short, fierce native warriors, wrapped in tanned clean leather armor, armed with spears with sharp black iron spears on top of wooden poles, and eyebrows painted red with the sap of the crimson trees, roamed back and forth in the bright sunlight.

Their leader, a samurai with a bright bird feather on his head and a grim face, rode on the back of a huge spider covered in light purple hair, holding a spear several times larger than his own body, standing like a sculpture on the huge rock on the right side of the valley mouth, as if watching the movement in the jungle not far away.

Going deep from the mouth of the valley, you can see a primitive tribe composed of bark houses arranged in dense rings like beehives, from short to high, from small to large, from new to old.

At the bottom of the tribe's terrain, there are branches on the roofs of the outermost treehouses that sprout buds because of the rain.

In the middle, a huge treehouse next to a tall and thick stone pillar carved with monsters and spirits has turned into a decaying gray-black, and this comparison shows that the tribe is slowly expanding and becoming stronger and stronger.

At noon, thousands of natives were busy in the tribal valleys, craftsmen tanning leather or ironware, and women and children returning with a full load of hunting caravans. Fat beasts thrown to the ground.

"The strength of the southern part of Tud is really beyond my dreams," said Tugla, dressed in heavy fur and looking out over the vibrant tribes from the top of the valley, "These are the achievements of the great raiders, and may our living faith become the gods that have taken deep roots on this island at our feet." ”

"May the attackers of Tudnan become the gods who have taken deep roots on the island beneath our feet. Hearing the words of the leader, dozens of native leaders with feathers on their heads around him chanted at the same time.

Seeing the leaders bowing their heads and tame, Tugla bared his teeth and smiled with satisfaction, but at this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the distance, "Tugla head man." Our tribe is indeed growing stronger. But at the same time, the prey in the hunting ground has become more and more scarce, and this is not the way to go. ”

Immediately after, a group rode on the back of a giant purple-haired spider. A powerful leader of the native warriors. came to Tugla's face.

"Leader Tumu. The reason there is less prey in the hunting grounds is because the tribe has raised too many giant spiders, and I have long said that everything should be done according to one's ability. Greed is the greatest sin. ”

"But with a 'partner', a few of us warriors can conquer a large jungle, and the death of the hunter during the hunt is minimal.

Tuglatou, do you mean that with this powerful help, we don't need it?" Tumu jumped off the back of his 'partner', lovingly stroked the silky hairs of the giant spider, and 'chirped' a few times in his mouth, and the silent spider ran automatically, back to the cave in the rock wall of the valley.

"Then don't complain that the hunting grounds are becoming scarce, Tumu Chief," Tugra said naturally without valuing the lives of the tribal warriors, and he said with a frown, looking up at the warrior leaders who were still riding on the giant spiders, looking down at their own with nonchalant eyes, "The Great Raider is casting a spell in the treehouse.

Aren't you afraid of being scorched by the thunder and fire in the sky while you stay outside the door on your 'partner'?"

This sentence seemed to have a mysterious spell, and all the native warriors riding the big spider fell down the back of their 'partner' in a hurry, and bowed down in front of the door of the tree house in embarrassment, completely devoid of the arrogant look just now.

Even Tumu knelt down calmly before standing up and asking, "Tuglatou people, the attackers did not go out to hunt the 'Mohas' today..."

Suddenly, a stiff, puppet-like native dwarf stepped out of the bark house and choked on the question of the warrior leader.

After that, he surrounded his lower body with a piece of animal skin, returned to his normal body, and Zhang Lisheng, who had a long beard and long hair, also walked out of the tree house, "Tumu, the spirits guarding the Moha tribe are not as weak as I imagined, and the tribal strength of more than 20,000 people is also equal to that of 'Tudnan'.

It's too unwise to target them now, and it's better to find some way to build up strength before you make plans.

Tugla, I remember you saying that the source of water for the Pavaro tribes I conquered depends on is a huge underground river, right?"

"Yes, Raider. ”

"How big is that river?"

"The legend is boundless," Tughra replied, "but the Tudnan Valley is rich in water, and although the land of 'Pavaro' is owned by Tudnan, I have never seen the great river with my own eyes." ”

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes," Zhang Lisheng turned his gaze to the obedient native leaders who surrounded him, "Then who is from 'Pavaro' and has seen that underground river with his own eyes?"

Nearly a quarter of the population of Tudnan was converted from the Pavaros, and the Pavaros were no longer a minority among the leaders.

But before the others could react, a native who looked young and had a bright feather tied to his head cleverly pounced at Zhang Lisheng's feet and said first, "Great conqueror, I, Apani, was a warrior of the Pavaro tribe with two feathers on his head.

I grew up outside the 'Golden River Cave' since I was a child, and I don't know how many times I've seen that big river. ”

"Okay, then it's up to you to tell me what the underground river of 'Pavaro' looks like in Apani and, most importantly, if there are any fish in it?"

"The Golden River is so huge that there is no boundary, conquests, as for the fish, there are naturally fish in the river, but those big fish are monsters, they have no eyes, and they are infinitely powerful in the dark waters..."

"Fish don't have eyes because their vision is degraded when they live in underground rivers, and they naturally have a lot of strength when they stay in the water. Zhang Lisheng drove the 'ghost face' lying on his shoulders to jump to the ground with his thoughts, and his body swelled, "Take me to the underground golden river of 'Pavaro', I want to see it with my own eyes." ”

The witch insect grew in size, turning into the size of a tree house, and the lifelike ghost face on its back appeared from time to time, and the hideous and terrifying aura caused a chaotic howl to be heard in the cave where the giant spider was kept in captivity.

Apani got up from the mud with some cringe, and his mouth was 'chirping' a few times, but he couldn't summon his 'companion'.

"Sit with me, Apani, Tugla, Tumu, climb on the back of the Ghost Face, and we will set off for Pavaro at once. Zhang Lisheng was impatient with the natives wasting time senselessly, and said loudly.

The named natives could only carefully grasp the hairs of the witch worm, climbed up the back of the 'ghost face', and were carried away by the witch worm and staggered out of the valley.

Entering the jungle, the 'Ghost Face' spewed colorless silk threads out of its large black mouth, fluttering under the canopy of the trees and moving rapidly, the strong wind blowing the long hair of the sorcerer, and after a while, the witch insect carried it to an abandoned indigenous tribe.

"Aparni, where is the underground river of 'Pavaro'?" Looking at the ruins that had been turned to death by his own hands, and there was not the slightest hint of an underground river there, Zhang Lisheng stood up, shrunk the witch worm, and then stood barefoot on the dirt and asked.

"In, in—" After looking around for a moment at the once unusually familiar tribal habitat, Pavaro pointed to several collapsed treehouses and shouted, "In that attacker, under those treehouses are the Golden River Caves." ”

Zhang Lisheng walked quickly to the collapsed tree house in the direction of the native's finger, turned into a giant with the power of the golden toad's transformation, kicked the ruins away with a few kicks, and sure enough, he saw a black hole with a diameter of more than one meter wide and a crypt in front of him.

"There could be a boundless river hidden under such a small cave?" he asked, blurting out casually, puzzled.

"Great raider, the Golden River Cave grew wider and wider, reaching the bottom of the river that led to the bank of a large, great river. Apani opened his arms as hard as he could, gesticulating.

"It's also possible," Zhang Lisheng nodded, "You walk in the front and take us down, if everything is true, then you can put two feathers back on your head." ”

"Raiders who obey orders. The young man's native knelt on the ground in surprise, kissed the huge footprints that Zhang Lisheng had just left, and walked quickly along the inclined hole in the ground.

The further down the pitch-black cave becomes, the bigger it gets, and Zhang Lisheng, who has returned to his normal shape, still needs to bend his body a little at first to move forward, but after only a few steps, he can already straighten his waist, and after walking for a while, he will no longer be able to touch the slippery rock walls on the left and right.

After walking for a long time and still without an end, Tugla, who followed closely behind Zhang Lisheng, finally couldn't bear the darkness and lit a torch soaked in burn-resistant animal oil with flint, reflecting the shadows of the cave explorers, which added a bit of terrifying atmosphere.

Fortunately, after walking for more than ten seconds, the end of the cave finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and Apani excitedly quickened his pace, "Ahead, attackers, the front is the end of the cave, and the Golden River is there." ”

Zhang Lisheng followed closely behind the native without saying a word, and soon ran out of the cave, only to feel that his eyes suddenly became brighter.

This is a dark underground realm, with black and smooth rock walls dozens of meters above it;

To the left and right are long, slippery, dense moss-covered stone fields with no end in sight;

Directly in front of it was a craggy river that emitted a faint golden light in the firelight, and it was boundless and slowly flowing. (To be continued.) )