Chapter 8: The Heavenly Fragrance Tree (I)

Linggong looked at the weapons on the ground and asked Gongliang, "Do you really want to exchange these weapons for things?"

"Really. Gongliang nodded.

"Can the spear be replaced?" said Linggong, pointing to the spear.

"Well, if this is a change of things, it will be a little more. Gongliang scratched his head, he didn't even think about exchanging a spear for something.

"Take a look. ”

Gongliang had no choice but to hand over the spear.

Linggong carefully inspected the hard spear body, the sharp tip of the spear, and reached out to touch the spiral lines on the spear body, before putting down the spear, and said enviously: "Good thing! I didn't expect you Yanbu people to be so rich, even you children can use such a good spear." I want this spear, you wait, I'll go back and get something to exchange. ”

Seeing that Linggong asked for a spear, the people next to him regretted it, why didn't he see the spear just now?

Those who have good eyesight hurriedly picked up the knife on the ground, so as not to be replaced later.

After a while, Linggong turned back, took out a small bag from his arms, and handed it to Gongliang, "There are hundreds of jars of old spirit snake wine here, and there is also a jar of medicinal wine made by a thousand-year-old snake, which is given to you together with the treasure bag, which can be regarded as a gift to thank you for saving Ava." ”

Linggong came and went in a hurry, and after giving the things, he picked up the spear and walked out quickly. The people in the snake department privately guessed that he should try out a new weapon.

At this time, Ava came out of nowhere, saw the weapons on the stall, and couldn't help but stare and said, "Ah Liang, why don't you tell me if you have such a good weapon." I don't need to change it here, I want it all. ”

"Hmph..."

Hearing his words, the people next to him who were engaged in snake manipulation widened their eyes angrily and cast unkind looks.

When Ava saw it, his momentum suddenly weakened a little, and he said a little aggrieved: "That... At least keep one for me!"

Gongliang smiled: "Don't worry, I still have it, I'll go back and give you a handful later." ”

"Thank you. Avadden smiled again.

Finally, someone in the crowd of onlookers couldn't help but pick up the weapons placed on the stall, and there were two of them, and the weapons on the stall were separated in a blink of an eye. They gathered together and discussed what to exchange for the weapons in Gongliang's hands.

Ava looked at it from the side and said, "After everyone thinks about it, bring the changed things to my house, so that you don't have to go through the trouble of taking them." ”

After hearing this, everyone nodded, feeling that this was a good note.

Seeing that the weapons had been changed, Ava took Gongliang away and walked out of the tribe. Round and chicks hurriedly followed, followed by a group of good little kids.

Gongliang looked back at the weapons in everyone's hands and didn't say anything. The people of the primitive tribe are very simple, and there will never be a thing of not returning something, only more.

In his previous life, Gongliang once read a record in the book about King Wen's "painting the ground as a prison", in fact, it was because the ancient people were naΓ―ve, simple, and kind, and there were no deceitful, insidious and cunning thoughts in their hearts. In the Hereafter, it is absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen, and it is estimated that people have long since run away.

Besides, King Wen is not just painting prisons, but fame.

At that time, reputation was more important than life.

If you go out, you will be spurned and people will turn away from you, and you will be a stinking person who is isolated.

And if you go out, the punishment for standing there may become killing, and you are in danger of losing your head at any time. The ancients were not only tolerant, but also thunderbolt and thunderbolt rage.

Avala followed Gongliang to a vast forest, in which the trees were tall, vigorous, and lush, with hanging fruits and blossoms on the trees, exuding a mellow and fragrant fragrance that was not strong or light.

"Swallowing the Bird".

Ava came to the place and shouted, and saw the companion spirit snake that Gongliang had seen last time poking its head out of a large tree. As if he knew what he was going to do, he quickly climbed up the tree, and when he reached the branch full of fruit, he kept beating the fruit with his tail.

Suddenly the fruit fell like rain.

Ava hurriedly carried his clothes around, one by two, and in a while he filled a full bag.

Swallower also climbed down from the tree and wrapped himself around Ava, rubbing his head against him with a flattering head.

The little kids in the back saw it and shouted:

"Eating a Bird"

"Eater"

"Fighting the Birds"

"Bumping the Birds"

"Hammer Duck"

Okay! The Snake Tribe's people have a grudge against the Celestial Owl Tribe, and the children also have the same hatred, so it's not strange to take some hateful names. When the snakes heard their cries, they climbed down from them and quickly climbed to the nearby fragrant tree to pick the fruit. Some snakes flicked directly on the little kid and ran up the tree.

Gongliang saw that a snake was used to fly, and when he looked closely, he saw that the snake had a pair of fleshy wings in the middle, which usually did not need to be put away and attached to the body, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't tell the difference from other snakes at all.

"This is a flying snake, after it grows up, it flies by the wind, and it is a trivial matter to go back and forth for a hundred miles a day. Ava explained.

Gongliang nodded, indicating that he understood, and turned his head to see that the little fat snake egg was also here, and when he remembered the name of his little snake, he felt a little out of place.

So, he asked curiously: "Snake egg, everyone has a snake name, why do you call it a little worm?"

"This is a nickname, and my little bug also has a big name. Snake Egg explained.

"Oh, what's that called?"

"Pee. Snake Egg said arrogantly.

Gongliang touched his face and rubbed his skin, trying not to let himself laugh. This name is really strange enough.

As if seeing Gongliang's smiling face, the snake egg said dissatisfiedly: "The snake of the little stone is still called a stinky dead bird?"

Well, the one-word verb has finally run out, and the two-word one is starting to be used. If this continues, I don't know what the name of the snake will be. There shouldn't be a poop stinky dead bird!

Gongliang finally couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing him laughing at the name of his little bug, Snake Egg was a little unhappy, turned his head and ignored him, and told the little bug to pick the fruit.

"Ah Liang, taste it, the heavenly fragrant fruit is delicious. ”

Ava brought the fruit that had been beaten down by the swallower and invited him to eat it.

Seeing that there was a lot of fruit, Gongliang gave them one and one of the chickens, and then ate them himself. Tianxiang is shaped like a duck pear, the skin is purple and black, the flesh is like a ripe black plum, the bite is full of purple and black juice, the taste is as sweet as the bay lotus mist, and the taste of pineapple Shakya is very delicious. The important thing is that after eating, there is a fragrance lingering in the mouth, which is very strange, and it is worthy of being called Tianxiang fruit.

"Whoa"

"Chirp Chirp"

The two guys, Round Roll and Little Chicken, wanted to eat it again after eating, so Gongliang had to throw another one at them

The snakes that went up the tree also laid fruit, and the little children caught it and ate it, so that the corners of their mouths were full of juice, purple and black.

Soon, the bag of fragrant fruit on Ava's clothes was eaten by them.

After eating, Ava wiped his hands stained with juice on his clothes casually, and continued to introduce them to Gongliang, "Listen to my abba and tell them that these Tianxiang trees were first transplanted from the ancestral land, and after so many years of reproduction, they have grown into a large area. The fragrance tree is naturally scented, whether it is the body or the branches, all have a fragrance. You smell it, and even the leaves are fragrant. ”

Ava snapped off a leafy branch from his side and handed it to Gongliang.

Gongliang rubbed a leaf in front of his nose and smelled it, it was indeed very fragrant, it seemed to be a bit like the smell of Indian old mountain sandalwood in his previous life, but it was more mellow and elegant.

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PS: Pixiu in front should be a squint, I don't know how to write it as Pixiu, strange thing. It's been changed, thank you for the reminder.

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