"Rogue! You're so desperate..."

Cui Xiuning, who was sneak attacked and kissed on his forehead by Li Luo, subconsciously wanted to take action.

But in the end she could hold it back. She wiped her round and smooth forehead hard and glared at Li Luo hatefully.

"Why are you going crazy?" Cui Xiuning's face turned red and her eyes were full of shame and annoyance. She had never been like this by any man.

She looked very angry and looked very good, and she was really “good and angry”.

Li Luo kept a safe distance from her, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I have made a fortune and was so excited that I couldn't help myself. Don't be excited... Don't be excited!"

Cui Xiuning didn't know why, although she was indeed a little annoyed, she was not really angry.

Although she and Li Luo were a policeman and wanted criminals in the past, they had no selfless grudges. They lived together day and night in this world for half a year, and depended on each other, and were both for youth. When they were young, how could they not fall in love with each other?

No matter how she denies it on the surface, her deep reaction cannot deceive herself.

This is why she didn't really turn against her face and get angry.

"Hmph, I dare to punish me again next time, I promise you will regret it." Cui Xiuning said coldly.

"Okay, I'm really wrong. Forgive me, Mrs. Li!" Li Luo saw that she didn't really turn against her face and became more courageous.

"Bah!" Choi Soo-ning's face turned redder, "What Mrs. Li? That's fake! Our real relationship is a police-gangster relationship!"

"Okay! Comrade police, you have been wronged for the sake of the revolution." Li Luo said with a smile.

Cui Xiuning certainly knew that the identity of "Mrs. Li" was most suitable for protecting herself. She had been used to being called "Mrs. Li" for such a long time.

Without Li Luo, the man who has the ability, she can only catch blindly in this world. No matter how free and dignity is, it can only be delusional, let alone find a spiritual partner with a common topic.

But in front of Li Luo, she was never willing to admit this.

"I don't know what's wrong!" Cui Xiuning said with a sneer, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "I can understand your excitement, it's really... so much money!"

"Yes! I can finally be liberated from the trouble of making money! Who is willing to burn porcelain every day?"

"Well, according to our development plan, you won't have to worry about money anymore for at least one year."

"By the way, how do you know that there is silver hidden in the deepest part of the cave?"

"It's very simple. The place where the Liberation Army needs supplies is the front hole, and there is rock below it, so there shouldn't be any soil. Only the ground at the deepest part of the back hole has soil."

"I understand. You find that there is soil in front of the cave, which means that they have entered the deepest part and moved the soil to bring out the soil in the deep part."

"Yes. Not only that. I also found soil on the blades of several spears. At that time, they probably dug the soil with the spear. Why did they dig the soil? Mostly they were burying things. So I went inside and found that there was no rock on the deepest ground, and it was soil-like. I quickly found the place where the soil had been moved. However, I was only sure that there was something buried, and I was not sure it was money."

"It's true that he is a policeman, he is as careful as he can use any clues."

"Hmph, as long as the fugitive knows it."

"When I think about it now, I'm really scared. If you hadn't been careful, wouldn't you have missed so much silver?"

“Hmph…”

"Are the police a pig? Old Hum."

"I'm itchy, right..."

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Just as Li Luo's fleet approached Baodao, the drums for sacrificial sacrifice were ringing on a mountain in the south of Baodao.

It is the "hunting festival" for the Chuma tribe to celebrate the headhunting harvest.

Yesterday, the Chuma tribe went down the mountain to hunt heads, attacked and killed two Han villages in a row, hunted more than 200 heads, and captured more than 100 women, which was a great victory.

According to the clan rules, you must pray to the ancestor spirit and the mountain snake god and thank the ancestor spirit and the snake god for their blessings.

From the wooden houses in the mountains, groups of people with bare feet, broken hair, tattoos, and concave faces, gathered at the clubs and spiritual temples in the center of the mountain society. Many people were carrying the heads of Han men.

Decades ago, when the Han people just arrived from the sea, the Chuma people called the Han people "overseas people". They didn't know any Han people, nor did they hear the saying "Han people".

Who is the "overseas person"? Only the gods know.

Decades have passed, and these "overseas people" who are dressed tightly, with their hair and many iron tools have been killed one by one, and have never been killed.

As time goes by, the Chuma people gradually realized that "overseas people" called themselves "Han people" and came from the sea.

Since the arrival of "overseas" who claim to be Han people, the Chuma tribe has also lived a better life than before.

The Han people were clearing land on the plains outside the mountains. They used strange iron tools to farm. They planted it so well. The grain grew as lush as the grass on the day of flowers and plants (they did not have a calendar, and called the flower and plants day in spring, the fire sun day in summer, the yellow leaf day in autumn, and the dead grass day in winter)

The Han people used strange iron tools to plant food as lush as grass, which was a gift to the brave Chuma people and the mountain gods.

And their iron tools, their men's heads, and their women's belly are all gifts for the Chuma tribe.

Therefore, since the arrival of "overseas" decades ago, the Chuma tribe has had its best prey.

They kept "headhunting" new overseas people, chopping down the heads of the Han men, the young and old, and then snatching the food and young women back.

After the head is dried, it can not only be used for sacrifice, but more importantly, it can exchange things with other tribes.

That's right, among the tribes of Baodao today, the head is equivalent to the gold and silver of the Central Plains, and is a currency. Of course, the head is not the only currency, but also iron tools and pearls.

Snatch the young women back, allowing them to reproduce more offspring for their tribe and strengthen the strength of the tribe. Therefore, their belly is also a precious treasure.

Of course, they cannot be considered a wife. After they give birth, they will be taken out of their fertility and sacrificed to the mountain snake god, so that the mountain snake god can also reproduce.

Their meat will be sold to hairy people dozens of miles away because hairy people eat people.

I don’t know what happened in the past few decades. Maybe it’s the blessing of the gods, or maybe something big happened to the sea. In short, "overseas people" keep coming here.

The first person dies, the new person comes again. When they come, they die, and when they die, they come again. Just like birds and beasts in the mountains, they can never be beaten, and let the tribe members continue to enjoy it.

In recent years, the Chuma tribe has obtained a lot of food and heads by "hunting" a group of Han people, and has given birth to many more children, making the tribe more powerful.

The Chuma community and spiritual temple are built with thick ancient trees. They look extremely tall and mighty among the small wooden houses around them. There are also exquisite wood carvings around them, carved with snake gods, ancestor spirits, and sun.

On the tall altar in the Spirit Temple, dry heads were neatly piled into a "golden tower", and all the faces of the heads were facing the divine position.

There are two wooden statues on the throne, one on the left and one on the right. On the left is an old man who is squatting, who is the ancestor spirit. On the right, the wooden statue is a human body, a snake head, and a mountain snake god.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a tattoo of hair broken, a feathered crest on his head and a pig's teeth on his chest was leading the way under the wide altar.

He had a concave eyes, sharp eyes, thick joints, and majestic expression. Even in front of the statue, he could not hide his fierce and fierce aura.
Chapter completed!