0002 Mystic Tribe

Looking at the somewhat mundane forest from a distance, it is striking again when you look at it closely.

The towering trees are towering into the sky, as high as dozens of floors, and the thick trunks may require more than ten people to hold hands to hug them.

After walking half a mile into the forest, the dense trees suddenly opened up, and a huge flat field was as big as a football field. It is supposed to be a fishermen's camp, with rows of low grass huts built around the flat land, and the smoke of cooking rises and people come and go in it, like a village and town. All of them looked and dressed like the fishermen on the rafts, both men and women were slender and well-armed, and their tanned skins were full of strength and wild beauty.

"Moo——, moo—"

In one corner of the flat land is a fence made of tall branches, and the neighing of large animals, such as bison or elephants, is heard. These fishermen really have the ability to domesticate wild animals, although they are very curious, but Ji Taifeng can't help but be curious, and he doesn't dare to venture forward to find out.

"Venerable Sea God, please come with me into the house to rest for a while, and the girls will soon be able to prepare a sumptuous meal. The old man said respectfully.

But where is the house? Do these fishermen regard the sky as their bed, the earth as their bed, and this great flat land as their home?

The old man didn't seem to notice Ji Taifeng's confusion, so he approached a huge tree first, grabbed a hanging vine, and climbed up vigorously like an ape, at this time he couldn't see that this was an old man who was walking on his back.

Ji Taifeng looked up and saw that the trunks of these giant trees were almost not forked, and it was not until near the top that several thick branches opened, and the branches were covered with slender leaves. At the intersection of the branch and the main trunk, wooden houses of different sizes were built. It is only fitting that the dwellings of these fishermen were built on the top of giant trees.

The young girls and young men who were walking with the old man also followed with a smile, and their arms were stretched lightly, and they quickly climbed up the tree. The slender limbs of these fishermen turned out to be of such use, which can be described as an innate ability to enter heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Ji Taifeng has served and trained in the army all year round, and this kind of tree-climbing skill is perfect, and he did not hesitate to grab a vine and climb up not to be left behind.

The old man's cabin was not large, and its interior was very rudimentary, except for a few animal skins on the floor, and crudely made bows and arrows and wooden spears hanging from the walls. The most conspicuous thing is a huge head skull in the corner of the wooden house, which looks very familiar, not like the skull of a lion tiger or a bull elephant, but like a dinosaur skull on TV.

The old man beckoned Ji Taifeng to sit on the animal skin, and he sat on both sides with the girl and the young man, and the girl took out a vessel hewn from animal bones out of nowhere, which was full of clear springs, and presented it to Ji Taifeng.

Ji Taifeng took the utensils, smiled and thanked them, and then drank them all, and asked the old man about the situation on the island.

"Old Lu Sheng is the patriarch of the Gouyu Mountain tribe, and these two are my grandson Haisheng and granddaughter Ouwa. We have been fishing in the East China Sea for generations, and although the people are not prosperous and the strength is very weak, we have never been afraid of difficulties and dangers, and have multiplied and survived on this mountain island for hundreds of years. ”

The old man is really the leader of this group of people, which is not surprising to Ji Taifeng. But this Goyu Mountain has never been heard of, and it is very strange. If what the old man said is true, then this sea area is in the East China Sea, and the marines that Ji Taifeng served in belong to the East China Sea Fleet, and they know almost every sea surface in the East China Sea, but they have never seen this Goyu Mountain, and they have not even heard of it.

"It turned out to be the old patriarch, Ji Taifeng is disrespectful! The patriarch can call me Xiao Ji or Taifeng, I am a naval soldier of the East China Sea Fleet, and I came here by accident. Dare to ask the old man, which province is this Goyu Mountain close to? How far is this place from the nearest land?" Ji Taifeng stood up, stood upright, and saluted the Lusheng patriarch with a standard military salute.

"East China Sea Fleet...... Navy Warrior ...... Provincial ......?" Not only did Haisheng and Ouwa look dazed, but even the experienced old patriarch seemed to be a little dazed.

"Goyu Mountain is the closest to the Eastern Continent, but it is also hundreds of miles away. I remember that a long time ago, my grandfather told me about the Eastern Continent, and he warned us that the outside world is full of greed, murder, and abuse, and dangers are lurking, and my descendants of Gouyu Mountain will never leave Gouyu Mountain. The old man shook his head and did not directly answer Ji Taifeng's question. With that, he also glared at Hai Sheng fiercely, obviously warning him to remember his words. Haisheng also lowered his head timidly, not daring to look at his grandfather.

Ji Taifeng believed that the old patriarch would never deceive himself, and there was no useful information to find out from here, so it seemed that he could only find a way to repair the hovercraft, and maybe there was a chance to return to land, and then contact the troops.

"Grandpa, in a while, it will be the day when the Penglai Immortal Sect will come to the island to select people, maybe the immortal chief of the Immortal Sect can answer Brother Ji's question. Ouwa, who had been listening silently and did not speak, suddenly spoke.

"How can the Immortal Sect's Immortal Sect be so easy to ask as ordinary people...... alas!

Penglai Immortal Sect is another familiar and mysterious name. However, looking at the reverent looks of the old patriarch and grandson, Ji Taifeng still resisted the urge to continue to ask.

At this moment, a loud conch horn sounded.

"Brother Ji, the delicious Yi pork can be enjoyed, hurry up and follow me!" Ouwa jumped up excitedly when she heard the horn, and pulled Ji Taifeng to go outside the house.

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Now the sky was getting dark, and several huge bonfires were lit on the flat ground in the forest. The old patriarch and Ji Taifeng sat in the center, and someone placed food and wine in front of them. The rest of the people sang and danced around them, enjoying a moment of relaxation in the evening and a hearty barbecue and wine.

Ji Taifeng, who had been hungry all day, couldn't care about the gaffe, and feasted on the food in front of him. This roasted pork is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the juice is sweet and refreshing, more tender than beef, and slightly chewier than mutton, which is simply delicious in the world.

"Ouwa, what does this pig look like, why is it so delicious!" Ji Taifeng was really intoxicated and interested in this pig.

"Brother Ji hasn't even seen a pig? It's really strange, who are you?" said the gull baby on the side.

"What's so strange that Tai Feng hasn't seen Yi Pig, maybe this Yi Pig is only unique to me in Goyu Mountain?" Hai Sheng leaned over and said disapprerovingly, "Grandpa has already ordered to go down and carry out the last big hunt of the year in ten days, and then prepare to marinate more Yi Pork and store it for the winter break, tonight may be the last time to eat fresh Yi Pork." ”

"Yi pork is not particularly delicious, and the eggs of the bird are the most delicious. Brother Ji, why don't you take you to dig out the bird's eggs another day to eat?" Ouwa suddenly lowered her voice and said to Ji Taifeng quite mysteriously.

"Baby, if you dare to come here, I'll tell grandpa and see how he treats you!" Hai Sheng whispered viciously with a straight face.

"Hmph, I'm just talking!" said Ouwa, sticking out her tongue mischievously and curling her neck.

Ji Taifeng was originally very curious about Yi Zhu, but not only did he not ask for a result, but now there is an unknown bird. But he didn't care, and continued to enjoy the delicious food.

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It was a wonderful evening, with mysterious tribes, welcoming people, delicious food, and so many strange things that were unheard of. But even so, Ji Taifeng did not completely relax his vigilance, he always had a string in his brain, and this string could not be broken, otherwise what greeted him might be a catastrophe!

Ji Taifeng, as the sea god and benefactor in the mouth of the old patriarch, was naturally treated with courtesy, and after he was full of wine and food, he was settled in the old patriarch's wooden house for the night.

"Brother Ji, my grandfather and I live on the eucalyptus next to me, if you have something to do, call my name to this conch, and I can hear it from my conch. Ouwa placed Ji Taifeng well, and while taking care of it carefully, she handed over a fist-sized purple conch, and then raised another identical conch in her hand.

"Thank you Ouwa, you should rest early!" Ji Taifeng was quite moved, although the fishermen here are close to the primitive state, they are hospitable and generous, and have a kind nature.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, if you get up at night, you can take a picture of this bag of fireflies, and it will glow!" said Ouwa, who took out a cloth bag out of nowhere, hung it in the center of the wooden house, and after patting it, the cloth bag instantly lit up like an electric light. This firefly is very similar to a firefly, but the light is much stronger.

After the gull left for a while, the cloth bag went out again, Ji Taifeng patted it curiously, and sure enough, it lit up again. The fireflies that can emit bright light, and the purple conch that can talk to each other in their hands, are all magical objects that have never been seen before, and Ji Taifeng almost wonders if he is dreaming.

It was late at night, and the sound of birds and beasts neighing from time to time in the depths of the forest, but it did not make people feel frightened, but it was like a set of pleasant musical notes, urging the tired Ji Taifeng to slowly fall asleep.

Dense gunfire rang out from all directions, making a howling sound like devil crying on the empty sea, and the comrades who were trapped in the siege were shot and fell one by one. Ji Taifeng roared angrily and raised his gun to fight back, and before he could lock on to the enemy's position, a bullet pierced his forehead. Ji Taifeng swore that at the moment he was shot, he could even see the trajectory of the bullet spinning in the air.

"Ahh He jumped up and slapped the cloth bag containing the fireflies, and the light in the wooden house was as bright as day. When I opened my palm, I saw that the large red blood stains in my palm were extremely dazzling.

The pain became more and more serious, and Ji Taifeng kept wiping between his eyebrows, but the blood stains seemed to be unable to wipe it clean. Without much hesitation, he grabbed the conch and shouted loudly.

"Hey, hey, Gullbaby, come and help me ......"

Haisheng and Ouwa soon appeared eagerly in the wooden house, and Haisheng even held a wooden gun in his hand, the head of which was made of a kind of fish bone.

"Brother Ji, what's wrong with you, why is your face covered with blood?"

"My eyebrows, my eyebrows are bleeding, and I won't stop ......" Even if Ji Taifeng was not afraid of death, this strange way of bleeding also made him frightened.

"This is wormwood, chew it and apply it to the wound to stop the bleeding!" Just when Haisheng and Ouwa were at a loss, the old patriarch also appeared in the wooden house and handed the wormwood in his hand to Ouwa.

Ouwa hurriedly asked Ji Taifeng to lie down, and without hesitation, put wormwood in her mouth, quickly chewed it into a crushed puree, and then gently applied it to the wound between Ji Taifeng's eyebrows.

Experienced old people can always become the wealth of a race, and the old patriarch Lu Sheng's earthwork quickly stopped Ji Taifeng's bleeding wounds. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Taifeng was even more elated, because since he suddenly appeared here, everything here was completely different from what he had known before, and it simply subverted his worldview.

Whale-like blue sea beasts, giant dolphin-drawn rafts, towering eucalyptus, pigs, holebirds, and fireflies are all magical. Even the fishermen on this Goyu Mountain have a mysterious atmosphere. And now, at last, he heard something he had known before—wormwood.

This at least proves that the world is not completely absurd, and perhaps I have just broken into an unknown corner of the world.

The wound in the center of the eyebrows no longer bleed, and Ouwa brought water and wiped Ji Taifeng's bloodstained face clean. Some of the wormwood applied between the eyebrows was accidentally wiped off, and the wound covered by wormwood was intact and undamaged.

"Huh, Brother Ji, there is no wound on your eyebrows, it seems to have a mark!" Ouwa shouted in surprise and joy.