You know, no caravan has passed here for a long time. When they saw Chen Yuan and his party, they were surprised by their appearance. Not only could they understand their own language and communicate, it would be incredible for anyone else.
"My companions and I come from the east. We want to pass through here and head to the northwest. We won't stay in your land for too long."
The dark-skinned old man could see that Chen Yuan was the leader of the convoy, and his words were gentle, so he walked over there without fear.
"Travelers, we don't care how long we stay, but we want to remind you that to the northwest of Yasha City, there will be cannibal Yashas. They are not good, very bad, so be careful."
"Aren't you from the same group?"
"No." The old man puffed up his withered chest slightly, "We have become civilized. Unlike them in the mountains, they still eat the passers-by, making people from many places afraid to pass by us."
Chen Yuan nodded, and probably understood what the other party meant. This was because one party had accepted the education, and the other party was still hiding in the mountains, following the old habits, treating people other than themselves as prey.
Chen Yuan asked the fat Taoist to take a piece of bear meat from the car, and with the pitiful eyes of the crazy old man, he handed it to the old man. The latter took it, a smile appeared on his dark and thin cheeks, and then he bit the meat hard.
Take one bite and spit it out into the wilderness.
Duma on the side explained: "This is their custom. When you get the first food, you need to take some of it and offer it to the wilderness."
"So that's it."
After hearing the explanation, Zhenhai and the Fat Taoist were relieved, thinking that they did not respect the goodwill of their group. Soon, the old man over there finished the sacrifice with the bear meat and handed it to the young people who followed him.
, he took out a few saw-shaped and thick leaves from his leather jacket, muttered something in his mouth, and then handed them to Chen Yuan.
"This is our harvest today, a gift from Amala. The smell of the leaves will keep you enthusiastic all the time."
Listening to his description, Chen Yuan's mouth twitched.
This is fucking drugs, right?
Fortunately, this was just a small episode. Chen Yuan politely accepted the leaves and asked everyone to get in the car and prepare to leave. The old man and the young people followed behind. Duma went over to ask a few words and found out that it was
Want to escort them.
"The most expensive guest, the old yaksha, said he would send us out of this area so that we could communicate with those yakshas who can eat people."
"Um."
Chen Yuan smiled, nodded and smiled at the old man, as if he understood the meaning of the smile. Under the instruction of the old man, several young people behind him ran to the front, running barefoot to lead the way.
After more than ten miles, we walked on a trodden dirt road. In the distance of Chen Yuan's field of vision, a low earthen wall appeared. Under the Nascent Soul realm, his eyesight was extremely extraordinary, and the subtleties in the distance seemed to be visible in his sight.
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Behind the low wall were scattered shacks, all made of rocks and thatch. It was said to be a city, but in fact it was as he had guessed before, but it was just several tribes united together.
The few young men who led the way waved to the tribal acquaintances they met, babbled something and pointed to the oxcart where Chen Yuan was sitting, and raised the bear meat in their hands, causing many Yasha people to cast envious glances.
"Food is scarce in the wilderness, and there is no technology for large-scale planting. These people can only make a living by hunting." Chen Yuan explained to Zhenhai, Fat Taoist, "That's why they look at me like this."
"My Buddha is compassionate."
Monk Zhenhai made a vertical seal and shouted the Buddha's name, "When I return in the future, the poor monk will walk all the way eastward to preach the Dharma and influence them."
Sun Zhengde, who was sitting in the middle, laughed.
"Why, seeing how hard they hunt, why don't you teach them to become vegetarians?"
The one who answered him was the monk Zhenhai who snorted coldly and said nothing further.
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After seeing the so-called Yaksha City, the bullock cart continued westward along the way under the guidance of the Yaksha young people. When passing through a mountain forest, the people leading the way changed from trotting to walking slowly, bowing slightly and making a listening gesture.
His movements seemed to be observing his surroundings.
The old man among them turned around.
"Guest, we have reached the territory of the Yasha tribe that can eat people. Although we can communicate with them, we will inevitably not listen to dissuasion."
"Thank you for your work. Since there is danger, you should go back."
At this point, Chen Yuan no longer needs these people to guide him. As for the danger, unless Yan Ren comes here in person, he doesn't care about anything else.
Monk Zhenhai alone could probably kill him all the way from the south to the north.
The jabbering words of Yaksha were still going on. Suddenly, with a sound of "break", a black shadow flew out from the forest and targeted a young Yaksha tribesman who was leading the way. The moment Monk Zhenhai opened his big hand, he violently brushed it away.
The arrow broke mid-air and fell to the ground.
The few young Yaksha tribesmen who reacted immediately drew their bows or spears and faced the woods. The old man's face changed and his tone was a little anxious.
"They are here."
Chen Yuan glanced at the swaying woods in the sunset, and saw a shadowy figure flashing by. He hummed in his mouth, raised his sleeves, and instantly swept the old man in front of him and his clan members into the wind, pulling them away from the road behind.
He also said: "Old Niu, let's go."
The bullock cart continued to move forward. Duma didn't know why he was still moving forward, so he had to bite the bullet and use the carriage as a cover to move forward. When the cart drove up, Monk Zhenhai tilted his head.
Yawen library
"Are you going or leaving it to the poor monk?"
"There is no need for a small group of uncivilized barbarians to go there in person." Chen Yuan didn't even want to cast a spell. He took out a yellow talisman with an order written on it from his sleeve, held it in his hand and threw it.
The talisman flew out of the car, and the moment the group of yashas covered in paint rushed out——
The yellow talisman was attached to the trunk of a nearby tree, and the next moment, it burst into flames.
The fire wave spread instantly, and the surrounding leaves and shrubs suddenly ignited fire, spreading quickly. In a few breaths, the entire forest flames rolled like a sea tide, the crackling sound of trees burning, and sparks flying into the sky.
And the uncivilized group of yakshas inside screamed and screamed. Because they were wearing furs, when the woods burned, many people's bodies also ignited in fire. They didn't even think about where the fire came from, and they turned into fire one by one.
People rushed out, rolling on the ground, or hurriedly took off their burning fur coats and screamed.
Huge firelight reflected in his eyes.
The old man and his tribesmen on the roadside looked blankly at the burning woods and the barbarians swarming out, running around with flames, and in an instant, they turned into charred corpses.
"God... Fire God!"
The old man looked at the piece of bear meat and seemed to understand the revelation given by the God of Fire, telling them not to eat raw meat anymore.
Immediately he knelt down in the direction where the bullock cart left, kowtowing and lying on the ground.
Soon after, a legend about the God of Fire spread among the tribe, and a rough statue was erected.