The Rabbit soldiers led Hu Luo to a pile of huge white bones. Some Ketu tribesmen were using hammers and saws to break down the pair of bones and then put them into boxes.
Huluo stood on its tiptoes, straightened its waist, and looked up at the huge skull. This scene shocked its little heart.
"This! This is! Ah Zhi?"
"Well, this is the Pig King you are looking for. Say hello to him."
The bunnyman soldier smiled and kicked the big bone.
Hu Luo couldn't even think about it. The Pig King was actually dead and had been dead for such a long time. No wonder the group of Pigs would suddenly break into their tribe. It turned out that his city was destroyed.
But why is the Ketu tribe capable of destroying the Pigmen tribe? What happened to the new master?
A series of questions were written on its face, and the soldiers of the Ketu tribe looked at it and smiled happily.
Hu Luo smiled awkwardly and wiped the hair on his forehead to cover up his gaffe.
"This is really unbelievable. Zhi, can you tell me what exactly happened?"
The bunny soldiers looked at each other, and after some eye contact, they said: "Follow us back, and you will know when the time comes."
“Thank you very much A-Zhi!”
Huluo lowered his head slightly and thanked.
So after the surrounding bunnymen divided the bones and filled the boxes, they started to go back. Huluo followed the team at the end and went back with the bunnymen's team.
"I have a question I don't know whether I should ask. What are you using these bones for?"
Huluo finally couldn't help but ask.
The bunny soldier turned his head and said, "Use it to make jinkela."
"Jinkela? What kind of azhi is that?"
Huluo became more and more confused. Why did the Ketu tribe suddenly become so mysterious and have so many secrets?
"That is the great magic of our new master. You will know it when the time comes."
The Ketu people said mysteriously, which made Huluo more and more curious. However, when he came to the Ketu tribe, his eyes almost fell out.
Huluo's eyes widened, and a few of the beards on his nose were spread out.
"This! What's going on?"
It couldn't believe the sight in front of it. Behind the two tall stone statues was an endless field of barley. Oh my God! How long would it last for them to eat so much wheat?
"Too! It's so shocking Ah Zhi!"
Hu Luo exclaimed, the Ketu soldiers were very satisfied with his expression, and they all burst out laughing. They seemed to be very proud, which was completely different from the Ketu soldiers who were weak and inferior in the past.
In this short period of time, what happened to the Ketu tribe, and why did they undergo such amazing changes?
Hu Luo decided to investigate at all costs.
So under the guidance of the Kotu soldiers, it came to the official house, a building as exquisite as a human house, and met the top manager Hala.
The soldier opened the door for it and said to the people inside: "Master Hala, there is a small mouse tribe who wants to see you."
"Let it in."
Hara's voice came, making Huluo's heart beat fast.
Unexpectedly, the king of the Ketu tribe is actually a woman, and she is so elegant and beautiful. It is really unexpected.
Huluo was a little nervous, so he took off his hat and walked into the room cautiously, fearing that he would make some rude move and lose the face of the mouse clan.
It cleared its throat, then put its hands in front of it and bowed, saying: "Hello, King of the Ketu Clan, I am Shang Shukeluo of the Mouse Clan. I'm really sorry for the unexpected visit today and with both hands empty."
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Hearing this, Hala, whose hair was neatly combed, stopped writing. She slowly raised her head, but could not see the other party.
"I'm here Ah Zhi."
It turned out that the high table blocked it. After Huluo took a few steps back, Hala saw its appearance. For the mouse tribe, it was tall, but for the Kotu tribe, it was still
Little one.
Coupled with the flower baggage carried on Huluo's back, it felt like a countryman coming to Beijing.
Hala smiled slightly and said: "Hello, I am Hala, the manager here, but I am not the king you said. The king you are looking for is not here now."
Hearing this, Huluo was stunned. The king of the rabbit tribe was actually someone else?
But he quickly coughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude, I beg you to forgive me."
The right corner of Hala's mouth curved up, and the right side of his face bulged, and he said, "Don't worry, we are all little demons, so there is no need to be so restrained."
Huluo smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said, "Your Excellency, I was rude when you said that."
Hala smiled and continued to work.
"By the way, let me ask you...Is the Pig King really defeated?"
Huluo asked after feeling uneasy for a moment.
"Well, he was killed by our master."
However, the other party said it lightly. You know how much courage Huluo had to ask.
But after hearing this reply, Huluo was still very excited. The Pig King is dead, the Pig King is dead! The demons in the Ufa Forest are free!! No longer need to be oppressed by those damn pigs.
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Now it wants to run back immediately, inform the villagers and the clan leader about this, and then find a way to kill those damn pigs. It might be better to get some heartgrass in the food, or burn them at night
That's fine, as long as the Pig King is dead, they have nothing to fear.
However, there is one more thing that must be investigated clearly.
There was a sudden thud, and Hara was startled. The mouse tribe in front of him disappeared again, and he only heard his voice coming from in front of him.
"Lord Hala! Please save our tribe!"
Hala stood up, and sure enough, he knelt down and was blocked by the table again.
"What's wrong? Get up."
she said.
Hu Luo, a member of the mouse tribe, suddenly burst into tears and kowtowed, saying, "If you don't promise me, I won't get up. This is related to the lives of thousands of people in our mouse tribe. Please, Ah Zhi."
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it shouted tragically.
"You should get up first and then talk."
Hala helped it up, lifted it up, and made it sit on the chair.
Hu Luo was so confused by crying that he choked and said: "The defeated pig tribe came to our tribe and ate up all our food stocks for several months. We can't eat enough this month, let alone store food.
Winter will come in one month, and we may not be able to survive this winter."
It cried so miserably that Hala, who had the same experience, couldn't help but feel sympathy.
But she couldn't make a decision on this matter.
She patted the other party's back gently and said: "Sorry, I can't make a decision on this matter. You can stay here for one night. When our master comes back tomorrow, I will take you to tell him about this matter."