Xu Qing used the body-protecting Gangqi to cover his whole body, and he naturally caught the slight touch from his neck. He raised his palm and grabbed the two soft objects at the neck. When he turned his palm, he saw that there were two soft objects.
The long green needles had brown thorns as long as a grain of rice at the end. He turned his head and looked left and right and found no trees with needles. They were all broad-leaved trees, so the appearance of these two needles was a bit strange.
Blowing arrows! An idea flashed in Xu Qing's mind. These needles must be used as arrows. Who is scheming in the dark? Swish, swish, swish - several more soft sounds came, and his eyes flashed.
All he could see was green light shooting out from the bushes on the left, shooting everywhere around him indiscriminately.
"Good guy, are you trying to sneak attack?" Xu Qing snorted coldly, and swung out his palms like picking leaves through flowers. Most of the needles flying towards him were caught, and then they were thrown towards the bushes in an instant with the sound of wind, no matter how hard or fast they were.
They are all several times stronger than when they came.
Yo ho——
A series of strange screams, either in pain or astonishment, came from the forest, and then a group of bald natives with painted mud on their faces jumped out. These people were not tied with cloth strips as depicted in movies and TV shows. This group of
The person's body was so naked that there wasn't even a leaf on it. The man's crotch was soft and droopy, and the woman's chest was half a pound uncovered, just exposed to the air.
This group of people held various primitive weapons made of wood and stone, wore various bone ornaments on their lips and noses, and had small wooden tubes hanging on their ankles. They looked really weird. This group of people had obviously not been exposed to needles.
Ye was hurt and rushed forward to surround Xu Qing. He waved the weapons in his hands and did not rush forward to attack. He just screamed oh ho ho ho.
Xu Qing frowned and looked at the group of natives. His thinking was a little short-circuited for a moment. He never imagined that he would encounter such a situation when he went out for a walk in the morning. Judging from the physical characteristics of the group, they were six men and one woman, and they were a bit thin.
, but the lines of flesh on his hands and feet were well-proportioned, and for some reason he remembered the frog legs from the countryside before, and they still had the same smell.
The seven natives waved their primitive weapons and surrounded Xu Qing. One of the natives, who had an unknown animal's fangs across his nose, pointed at Xu Qing's chest with a wooden stick tied with a stone piece, and then pointed at Xu Qing's chest.
Pointing to the ground, as if to ask him to kneel down.
Xu Qing grinned. He couldn't understand what these natives were saying, but one thing was for sure, there was no way for him to kneel down.
"Oooh!" The native with the pierced nose seemed unhappy. He screamed in vain and bent down. He picked up the wooden stick in his hand and swept it towards his knees. The guy's attack was very violent, and the stone tied to the wooden stick was
The blade was polished as sharp as a chisel, and the blade was facing the bend of Xu Qing's knee. If it hit him, he would probably break his bones and tendons on the spot.
Xu Qing didn't care about this level of attack at all. He didn't even bother to move his feet and just used his protective energy to resist. He only heard a cracking sound. It was not the leg bones that were broken, but the wooden stick in the hands of the natives.
It took two pieces, but strangely the stone pieces tied to it were intact.
The native seemed to be shocked by what happened in front of him. He turned the broken wooden stick in his hand and brought it to his eyes to look at it. It was easy to see from his surprised eyes that he couldn't believe that Xu Qing's leg bones could actually break the wooden stick.
The sticks and stone flakes were even harder. The six natives beside him shouted in unison, swung their weapons and hit Xu Qingdou on the head.
Xu Qing didn't want to hurt these natives, so he simply used his protective energy to resist all attacks. The weapons in the hands of these natives were all natural, and they were quite clean when hit on their bodies.
Bang bang bang - sticks were flying. Old God Xu Qing folded his arms and narrowed his eyes, letting these natives waste their energy and let them break the guy in their hands and retreat.
The natives used all their strength and beat them wildly. The sticks and stones in their hands were shattered on the ground. One of the natives was unwilling to pull out a piece of gray stone that looked like a brick from the ground and slapped Xu Qing on the back of the head.
Halfway through the photo, his wrist was caught by a bus.
Xu Qing smiled lightly, winked at the native and said, "You can hit it with a stick, but you can't hit it with bricks. Do you understand?" The native nodded in astonishment, and said in jerky Chinese: "Bricks with bricks."
, do you know how to make bricks?"
These indigenous language imitators are quite capable, and they were able to imitate Xu Qing's words to the very end, which sounds very interesting.
Xu Qing smiled lightly and turned his palm over, snatching the gray stone from the hands of the natives. In front of them, he broke the stone piece by piece like breaking bread into pieces and threw them scattered at his feet.
The natives seemed to know how powerful they were, and they stopped their unnecessary attacks with a tacit understanding. The native who imitated Xu Qing just bent forward and picked up a piece of gray stone, put it into his mouth and bit it, as if he was trying to identify the stones.
True or false, bah bah! The natives spat out the stone residue in their mouths with excitement and shouted a few words to the companions beside them, as if they were telling them something unbelievable.
Xu Qing curled his lips, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. When he touched it with his hand, he found that he didn't bring a lighter. It was very depressing to have smoke but no fire. At this moment, a native next to him seemed to see through Xu.
Seeing Qing's dilemma, he cleverly took off the small wooden tube from his ankle and poured out something that looked like a tampon, put it to his mouth and blew on it.
Wow! A small flame suddenly appeared at the end of the cotton sliver. The native raised the burning tampon and gestured to Xu Qing, as if asking him to use it to light his cigarette.
Xu Qing smiled and took the cotton sliver and lit the cigarette. He found that the thing was made of dry bark, and there seemed to be some oil and other things in it. The fire could burn in it for a long time without going out.
, so that when you want to use it, you only need to pour it out and blow on it. It is somewhat like the fire breakers used in ancient China. It seems that these indigenous people do not live a life of consuming hair and drinking blood.
"Give it back to you, thank you." Xu Qing handed the tampon in his hand back to the native and gave him a kind smile. The native squealed twice in excitement, then squeezed the noodles in his hand and stuffed them into the wooden tube.
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Xu Qing saw that there was no hostility in the eyes of the natives. He smiled and stretched out his finger to point in the direction of the camp, and whispered: "That's it, I will live there. I'll see you again when we have the chance."
The native with the animal teeth on his nose seemed to know that Xu Qing was about to leave, and he quickly called out to his companions, and suddenly they all rolled and crawled around in front of him, bending their knees and kneeling down.
Yo ho——
The natives raised their heads and screamed strangely at Xu Qing, who had a look of astonishment on his face. The native who passed the fire even used his learned Chinese to please him: "Pai Zhuan, Pai Zhuan, do you understand?"