I don’t know whether it was because Zhang Jinguang closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing so fast after being injured by the goblin, or because the goblin camp was nearby. Anyway, Zhang Jinguang felt the goblin strongman carrying him.
Soon it stopped in an open area.
At this time, the night had completely enveloped the entire jungle. A very noisy sound broke Zhang Jinguang's eyes, which were closed to rest. When he quickly opened his eyes to look, he found a pile of firewood burning in the center of the open space. There was a Goblin leader in front of the firewood.
There were seven or eight goblins singing "baaaaah" and dancing.
"What are they doing? Is it a bonfire party?"
Before Zhang Jinguang could understand, the singing and dancing goblins suddenly stopped because they didn't know who stopped them, or they discovered that their companions were carrying a "huge thing".
Although there is a blazing fire in the center of the venue and a few scattered torches, the scenery in front is still swallowed up by the night and looks hazy. However, for Zhang Jinguang, these firelights can help to illuminate the scene in front of him.
The situation was clearly visible. I saw the dark goblins watching the performance by the fire with great interest, but they were interrupted by the "huge beast" carried back by their companions. They couldn't help but look here curiously, and even
Some boldly came around.
Zhang Jinguang, who was bored in the net, was seeing such a large formation for the first time. He naturally thought that he had been carried to their lair by the goblins, and he felt a "thump" in his heart: "It seems that the situation is not allowed.
Optimism is more likely to bring bad luck than good!"
When Zhang Jinguang was feeling worried, a stronger Goblin walked majestically in front of Zhang Jinguang. He looked like an aboriginal, with three colorful feathers on his head, giving him a majestic look. And the small leader, the Bull Head,
The goblin had already come forward to greet him from a distance and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, he's caught, we've caught him! He was the one who killed the soldiers and the captain!"
It turns out that this is the Goblin King. He has the typical goblin dark green skin and ugly red eyes, but strangely has a pointed red pepper nose that protrudes high on his face. He doesn't have
Paying attention to the little boss, he approached Zhang Jinguang who was trapped in the vine net without saying a word, took the torch from the soldiers beside him, looked at Zhang Jinguang carefully, and said with a dull expression:
"A fleshless zombie! Huang Da, come here! Throw him into the fire and burn him to death!"
"Hey, hey! Do you despise me? I am a special soldier! A special soldier with many, many muscles, okay?" Zhang Jinguang was extremely angry when he heard that the Goblin King said that he was going to be burned to death! But when such words suddenly came out, even he
They were all surprised.
"Special Forces?" The Goblin King turned to look at the leader who had just been singing and dancing by the fire, and asked: "Wizard, what does he mean?"
The leader of the group turned out to be a Goblin wizard. No wonder he had disheveled hair and his face was painted in black, white, and red colors. He had the legacy of primitive humans and indigenous people.
"What Bird King? Even the special forces don't know what they are?" Although Zhang Jinguang muttered to himself in the vine net, the image of the special forces was already vague in his memory.
The wizard was also questioned by the Goblin King for a moment. Fortunately, he reacted more intelligently and quickly squeezed out of the Goblin group. He hurriedly took the torch from the Goblin King and pretended to look at Zhang Jinguang carefully.
After a while.
Not to mention, the Goblin wizard seemed to have seen the clues, especially when he saw the eye-like thing on Zhang Jinguang's forehead. He had an idea and deliberately coughed and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I saw it.
, I have seen the 'Special Forces'! The 'Special Forces' is a vicious demon, it is on him, in his soul! The thing on his forehead is a testimony, no wonder he has harmed so many of our brothers, it is in his soul
The 'special forces' are causing trouble!"
Fortunately, the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead usually does not glow, otherwise it would really scare the Goblin Wizard. Zhang Jinguang almost laughed out loud when he heard the Goblin Wizard describe the 'special forces' so powerfully and viciously.
I thought: "Tsk! What look in my eyes? It's about me, no! It's said that there is a 'special forces' monster hidden in my soul, haha... Special forces are special forces, what kind of monster? Eh! Monster..."
At this time, the word "demon" suddenly made him think of Katie again, the beautiful girl he coveted, and thought: "She is the one with magic power. That day, there was a weird curse and a spell of magic...
Seventeen goblins disappeared. I wonder where they were summoned? Can they still survive? No wonder the goblins are so panicked! They must have been magically taken away more than once. Alas, it made me become
A scapegoat!"
It makes sense that these goblins don’t know what special forces are. What’s more, this is the jungle of a foreign continent. The wizard’s words made the Goblin King frown and ask: “‘Special Forces’ monster?
"
"Yeah! It's indeed a 'special forces' demon lurking in the soul of a zombie!" The Goblin Wizard squeezed his little eyes and stared at the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead while responding to the Goblin King's question.
He was talking while thinking about how to deal with this demonic crisis.
But when the group of goblins who had been very close to each other suddenly heard the wizard's pretentious words, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and even the timid ones ran away for fear of killing him.
"Damn monster! Why did you get stuck with us Goblins?" The Goblin King seemed to have a fearful look on his face, and he also noticed the small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead.
Seeing their reaction, Zhang Jinguang was overjoyed and thought to himself: "Even the Goblin King has a look of fear on his face. It seems that the Goblin tribe has been deeply harmed by some demon, otherwise he would become a 'monster'."
?Why don’t I just scare them with this!"
Just as he was thinking this, the wizard suggested to the Goblin King: "Your Majesty! Let me tie him to the Curse God Pillar first, and let me call out the Curse God to remove the 'Special Forces' Demon Queen from him.
Burn him again!"
Oh, this is how ignorance arises!
Zhang Jinguang was anxious when he heard the wizard said that he still wanted to burn him to death. He was about to repeat his old trick, but then he thought: "Just tie him up and help him. No matter what the curse is on the pillar, it is better than throwing him directly into the fire."
Maybe this is my chance to escape..."
The zombie's thinking is becoming more and more sensitive, far exceeding the process of his limbs transforming from stiffness to flexibility. This is a good start.
Just as Zhang Jinguang was thinking this, the Goblin King looked at the wizard with his red eyes, then at Zhang Jinguang who was tightly tied up, and finally made up his mind and ordered: "Huang Da! According to the wizard,
Yes, tie him to the curse pillar, let the wizard drive away the 'Special Forces' Demon Queen from his body, and then throw him into the fire and burn him to death!"
The one who was called Huang Da turned out to be the little leader, the bull-headed goblin who had just escorted Zhang Jinguang back. With the king's order, he waved the ax in his hand and shouted at his subordinates in a mighty manner, still arousing Those sturdy goblins carried Zhang Jinguang to a thick wooden stake on a high platform.
Because it was dark, the pillar was dark, and except for a few straw ropes tied together, there was nothing special about it.
Although Zhang Jinguang's night vision was relatively good, he was trapped in the vine net and it was not easy to observe the whole pillar. Huang Da and his men held his head while carefully taking him out of the vine net. His hands and feet were still tied, and he had no room for resistance. He was tied "obediently" to a tall wooden stake, which was erected on a slightly higher mound of earth.
In this way, Zhang Jinguang approached the burning fire and stood on the pile of dirt, and naturally had a panoramic view of the scene in front of him. There were about a hundred goblins under the stage, colorful, There are all kinds of strange things, men and women, big and small, sitting or standing, some are quiet, some are noisy, and even worse, playing with each other, but most of the eyes are focused on Zhang Jinguang.
This posture made Zhang Jinguang feel as if he was on the execution ground, which made him start to feel a little scared and uneasy.
After Huang Dahe's men tied up Zhang Jinguang and retreated, the wizard walked over mysteriously with strange steps. He held a very simple puppet in his hand.
This puppet is no different from an ordinary wooden block, except that it is divided into four frog-like legs at the front and back. Like his face, the wooden block is painted with a few lines of black and white with no clear meaning. It is red and white in color. A hole is drilled in the part that looks like the head, and a few straw ropes are tied in the hole. I don’t know if it is for easy hanging and storage, or to represent the puppet’s hair. However, these straw ropes Back-dyed with a richer color.
The wizard hesitated and staggered to Zhang Jinguang, who was tied to the pillar. He held such a puppet in one hand and danced a black cane in the other hand, dancing crazily towards him, like dancing with ghosts and gods. He looked like he was muttering incantations that no one could understand.
This crutch is not only black in color, but also curved, like a twisting snake, especially the head of the crutch, swaying in the dark night, more like a poisonous snake attacking people.
Zhang Jinguang was also disturbed by the "madman" in front of him. The fire in the center of the venue was burning more and more brightly. The Goblin King was sitting on a large stone pier not far away that resembled a stone chair, paying close attention to the wizard. Every move he made, and he looked anxiously at Zhang Jinguang who was tied to the pillar from time to time, as if he was very worried that something would happen.
The goblins next to the fire saw that the "special forces" demon had been tightly tied up, and there was a wizard dancing strangely to drive away the evil spirits, so they were not as scared as their king, and seemed to be deeply impressed by the wizard's performance. It attracts everyone, as if they are enjoying a play, with relish and interest.
However, in these low-level biological groups, their lives are naturally very monotonous. Being able to watch the performances of wizards exorcising demons and demons naturally brings more entertainment to them than fear in their minds.