The originally clear and clean sky was suddenly occupied by a huge dog head... Well, it was indeed a dog, at least its appearance was highly similar to it.
The erect ears are black, the eyes are pure and pitch-black, the tip of the raised nose bridge is a moist nose, and a moist tongue is sticking out of the mouth underneath, and it is still spitting out bursts of hot breath with the smell of blood.
"Woof!"
The next second, it couldn't help but bark, confirming its breed even more.
Cheng Lin closed his eyes in despair, getting ready for the dog to lick his face with saliva.
At the same time, he secretly began to build a "spiral cut", preparing to castrate the dog if it tried to harm him.
But then, he heard a cry.
The shout was obviously in a brand new language, which was confusing at first, but with the careful translation of the program, Cheng Lin understood the meaning of the shout:
"Sweet potato! Come back!"
sweet potato?
What kind of translation is this? Just when Cheng Lin began to doubt the accuracy of the word translation, there was a sound of footsteps, and soon the dog barked happily and left.
A strange "human being" appeared in his field of vision.
It has the outline and facial features of a human, but it is obviously different from humans.
For example, the distance between the eyes is closer and rounder, the ears are large, like wolf ears, the face has a layer of light down, which reflects light blue in the sun, the body is stout, the height is short, and the clothes are covered with a certain
Clothes made of the furs of various wild beasts, carrying a bow on his back, and hanging a "knife", "kettle" and other items on a belt around his waist.
"Lei? What did you find? I don't remember us setting a trap here!"
In the distance, another voice came, and it seemed that there was more than one person.
Standing on the ground and looking at Cheng Lin curiously, the "human" named "Lai" turned his head and shouted:
"It seems to be a dragon servant!"
"like?"
"Well...he looks a bit...well, weird, yes, very weird."
Len said hesitantly, as if trying to find a suitable word, but failing due to lack of words.
"Let's see."
With that said, Lai stepped aside, and then three or four "human beings" similar to Lai, let's just call them humans, crowded over and looked at Cheng Lin together.
Through comparison, Cheng Lin easily judged that these latecomers were older. If compared, Lai was probably only a teenager, while these people were probably young adults.
According to Cheng Lin's perception, these people all have different levels of spiritual energy fluctuations, but the strongest one is only at the second level.
After sizing them up, these young men all suddenly showed expressions of disgust, took a few steps back, and said in unison: "So ugly!"
"Why is this dragon servant so ugly? Oh, look at his face, he doesn't even have any hair!"
"G, in the territories of other dragon lords, there are also dragon servants who lack hair, but his ears, eyes... mouth... God, I have never seen such ugly ones."
"Didn't you notice that he doesn't have a tail? Not even a tail! I'm sure this must be a freak. No wonder he is lying here alone in this cold winter."
A group of "people" suddenly started talking.
Only then did Cheng Lin notice that they all had a tail hanging down behind them, covered with light blue scales, which looked quite strange.
From the conversation with the other party, he finally learned that this group of creatures seemed to be called "Dragon Servants".
"Since this is the era of dragon rule, combined with this name, we can judge that they are the dragon's servants... As for the Dragon Lord... territory... is it the enfeoffment system of this era?"
Cheng Lin started to guess in his mind.
As for those remarks that slandered him as ugly, he didn't take it to heart at all. After all, in his aesthetic view, these dragon servants were also extremely ugly.
"Let's leave quickly. We're still far away from the village. If we don't leave, it will be dark by the time we get back. If there's another snowstorm..."
After discussing for a while, someone suggested it.
Everyone agreed and started to leave together. Only the young man named "Lai" did not move.
"Lai, what are you looking at? Let's go!"
An older man greeted.
Lai glanced at Cheng Lin and couldn't help but said: "But what should he do? Just leave him here and ignore him?"
"What else? He's not from our village, and his appearance and dress are so weird. I guess he was abandoned because of his ugliness and wandered over from other dragon lords' spiritual places. Hehe, he ate the narcotic fruit.
, the one who just fell here doesn’t even know the hemp fruit, and it seems that he must have a bad mind, he is probably an ugly and stupid freak, what should you do with him?"
One villager shook his head and said.
"But..." Lai wanted to distinguish.
I heard another dragon servant who looked like the leader of the team sigh and say:
"I know what you are thinking, but our village is poor and the weather this year is bad. If we take away the food provided, we will have nothing left. We must thank God if we can survive this winter without starving to death.
Do we need to raise another mouth? If he can work, he still needs to be saved, but he is like this... he is just a burden. Anyway, you have to think about it. If you insist on saving him, then he will be yours to take care of."
Lai was silent for a moment, obviously struggling fiercely in his heart. After the persuasion of other villagers, he finally took a step to leave. But after taking only a dozen steps, he suddenly stopped, ran back with his head bent, and suddenly bent down and carried Cheng Lin on his back.
on the shoulders.
Seeing this scene, the other villagers sighed and said nothing, just carried the prey on their backs and continued moving forward.
"Woof!"
The hound named "Diya" barked happily, then followed the young man Lai's feet, walked back, and kept barking at Cheng Lin.
Seeing his appearance, Lai reached out and patted the dog's head and said, "We have an extra mouth tonight, so your dinner will be halved. Do you understand?"
"Woo..." Sweet Potato's ears immediately drooped.
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The village where this group of people is located is indeed very far away.
Although they kept marching forward, it was not until evening, when the sky darkened, that they finally walked out of the jungle and entered a village.
The village is small in size, with about twenty households. Most of the houses are made of wood, with only two stone houses, which can barely block the cold wind, not to mention the shape and appearance.
Dozens of scattered houses are scattered on a piece of flat land not far from the woods. There is also a large piece of flat land outside the village, which looks like it should be fields.
The level of civilization in the entire village is naturally very low. In Cheng Lin's opinion, it is not even as developed as the Middle Ages.
Fortunately, we have surpassed the barbaric age of tribal groups.
Along the way, although he could not move, Cheng Lin still understood by listening to their conversations that these people were a hunting team organized by the village.
Of course, it is not the only one, but several teams take turns to go hunting in the mountains to obtain prey and "offer" it to the big shots in the Dragon Lord's territory.
This year, due to some reasons, the animals in the jungle are hiding very deep, so hunting becomes much more difficult.
"Woof!"
Amidst the screams of Sweet Potato, Cheng Lin was carried to a dilapidated yard by Lai.
The yard is located at the very edge of the village. It is very small and is surrounded by a wooden fence. There is a house in the yard. It is the worst kind of mud house in the village. It is low, dilapidated and damp.
Lai put Cheng Lin on an earthen bed in the small house and said:
"You take a rest first, I'll go to the village to share the meat, and I'll cook when I get back."
After saying that, Lai put the bow, arrows and knife aside neatly, turned around and greeted "Sweet Potato" and quickly left the yard.
Walk along the dirt road towards the center of the village.
Strangely enough, not two minutes after Lai left, Cheng Lin felt his paralyzed body regain consciousness.
He first tried to move his fingers, then his arms, his body...and finally his legs.
The toxins are strong when they come in and fade away very quickly.
In just half a minute, Cheng Lin's body moved freely.
"I can finally move."
Turning over and sitting on the earthen bed, Cheng Lin rubbed his wrists and thought happily.
Immediately, he began to look at the house.
In fact, there is nothing interesting to see at a glance.
The earthen kang was covered with a thick layer of hay and an old animal hide, and an equally worn-out wooden cabinet was set up with some stones on the earthen floor.
Cheng Lin didn't need to open it, he just turned on "Wide Area Vision" and used the perspective effect to scan it, and found that there were only a few rags and tools inside.
There are two rough and heavy pottery jars in the corner, containing water and food respectively.
There is a hearth made of stone on the ground in the middle of the room, with a layer of ashes left over from burning wood.
There is an iron pot on the stove, and there are some cooking utensils such as bowls and chopsticks in the box next to it.
Apart from that, there is nothing.
"I don't know if the village is generally so poor, or if Lai's family is particularly poor."
Cheng Lin murmured to himself.
Through listening on the road, he already knew that there was only him in Lai's home...well, if you included the dog, they were probably a couple.
Considering Lai's age...Cheng Lin prefers the latter.
After getting up and stretching his stiff body, Cheng Lin opened the door and came into the yard. He saw that the sky was darkening rapidly, and only half of the pale sun in the west was left.
There seems to be a city in the distance.
Because of the gloomy sky, Cheng Lin couldn't see too clearly, so he could only determine that it was far larger than this village.
"If nothing else happens, that city is where the Dragon King is...Well, since it is the era of giant dragon rule, even if the number of dragons is not large, it will not be too rare. If every dragon has its own
territory... Then I am probably at the bottom of the entire Dragon King's Court..."
After silently analyzing it, Cheng Lin found helplessly that his start seemed to be particularly low this time.
Starting with a dog... Is everything dependent on food?
Shaking his head, Cheng Lin was not prepared to let a young man take care of him. This would be too low of a position...
"Well, let me prepare a dinner... um... Should I choose 'braised beef' or 'braised chicken with mushrooms'? How about 'shrimp and fish plate'? Or 'Laotan pickled cabbage'?... Sigh,