Chapter 277: Wild Land

One, two, three...

Under the countless lights of fire, countless indigenous Africans have emerged.

These indigenous people hold torches in one hand, spears made of bamboo poles and sharp stones in the other hand, wear animal skins, and wear animal tooth necklaces around their necks. The face full of oil paint looks particularly ferocious.

"Ji Li Lu..." A young native with eight feathers on his head came out and said an incomprehensible local language.

When the rest of the indigenous people heard the words of the adult indigenous people, they cheered, and then danced up. The young indigenous people were obviously a little dissatisfied and roared, and the young indigenous people did not dare to speak anymore.

I don't know if the middle-aged indigenous people gave the order. Those young indigenous people began to carry spears and slowly approach Lin Tianchu. Lin Tianchu's heart was cold, and his heart said, "There are nearly 100 people here. If I am still not afraid of my skills, I will not be afraid, but now that I, a useless person, have faced a hundred tough natives, I absolutely don't The possibility of escape.

When Lin Tianchu was thinking about it, the indigenous people had come to him. Among them, he untied a vine from his waist and walked to Lin Tianchu to tie him up.

"Do you dare?" Lin Tianchu was angry and looked at the young native with fierce eyes.

"Gigling!" The young indigenous people were obviously very nervous and shouted something.

Outside the enclosure, the middle-aged indigenous man came up, pulled out one of the three feathers on the young native's head, and threw them on the ground and stepped on them fiercely.

Looking at the feather on his head being pulled out, the young indigenous people looked very sad. Looking at Lin Tianchu's eyes also changed from the fear of the moment just now to a boneless hatred.

"Jigling!"

After doing all this, the middle-aged indigenous people faced Lin Tianchu and stared at him fiercely.

Lin Tianchu felt a stronger momentum from the middle-aged indigenous people than other indigenous people. With the eight feathers inserted in his head, Lin Tianchu guessed that he must be a highly honorable warrior in the tribe, and more likely to be a powerful figure in the tribe.

"Gulu..." The middle-aged indigenous man grabbed the vine in the young native's hand, walked to Lin Tianchu, and reached out to pull his backpack.

"What are you doing? Get out of here!"

Lin Tianchu's temper came up, and his murderous spirit was revealed again. The middle-aged natives were stunned, but there was no panic on his face, and some were just surprised.

Feeling that Lin Tianchu attached great importance to the backpack, the middle-aged indigenous people also seemed to realize that Lin Tianchu was not easy to mess with, so they no longer insisted on grabbing his backpack. They looked at the trees and vines, and then looked at Lin Tianchu: "Ji babbling... babbling!"

Lin Tianchu knew that he must be saying that you don't move and let me tie you up. Although Lin Tianchu was unwilling, the situation was better than that of others, so he had to wait and see what would change.

I can no longer feel the feeling of resistance from Lin Tianchu. The middle-aged indigenous people stepped forward carefully and tied Lin Tianchu tightly. Then the young indigenous people suddenly stepped in the first four, raised Lin Tianchu and cheered in their mouths: "Guru..."

Lin Tianchu had an impulse to spit blood. He looked back in the air and found that more than a dozen young indigenous people still did not return to the team under the majestic eyes of the mature indigenous people, but danced around the local dog meat in the fire.

He finally knew that it was two dog corpses that attracted these indigenous people. In other words, "I'm not even as good as a dog?" Lin Tianchu felt very hurt.

The indigenous people took Lin Tianchu out of the woods and went to the open space. They found that there were more than 30 indigenous people with six or seven feathers on their heads waiting, and there were many prey piled up beside these indigenous people.

Seeing this situation, Lin Tianchu has a new understanding of African tribes. The six or more feathers on his head must be excellent warriors in the tribe, and food is a very important material in the tribe.

"Ji-ji!" The adult indigenous people shouted, and the two young indigenous people immediately moved the local dog meat they had just obtained to the front, and then the 30 indigenous people personally lifted their prey and escorted it by them.

What made Lin Tianchu happy was that he was held to the end, and the indigenous people who carried their prey walked in the middle of the team, protected by the indigenous people before and after.

That is to say, I am not food in the eyes of the indigenous people, and I can't help laughing happily: "These guys are quite civilized and know that it is immoral to eat people."

But after laughing, he thought that he was carried at the end, which means that he was not important in the eyes of these indigenous people, that is to say, when they returned to the tribe, they could kill him at any time.

Lin Tianchu began to miss his lost skills: "No, you must find a way to escape. Even if you can't escape, you have to find a way to hold on for a few days and wait for your skills to reply."

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Along the way, these indigenous people showed excellent marching quality, mud, puddles, grassland, woods... These difficult roads are like flat under their feet. At least Lin Tianchu, the "passenger" of this journey, feels very stable and comfortable.

Finally, after an unknown time, I came to a valley at sunrise. A square stone pillar more than one meter high was erected in the middle of the mouth of the valley. The stone pillar was placed with the bones of a fierce beast, which looked very fierce.

Entering the mouth of the valley, you can see some women washing something by the stream. When those women see the prey in the hands of the indigenous gate, they smile one after another. When they look at Lin Tianchu, an outsider in strange clothes, curiosity flashed in their eyes.

Going further inside, some five- or six-year-old boys were gathered together under the care of an elderly native, who were stabbing out the wooden poles in their hands.

Lin Tianchu knew that the more than 30 boys in front of him must be the reserve army of this tribe. Looking at their young but fierceness in their eyes, Lin Tianchu believes that ten years later, there will be more than 30 more tough warriors in this tribe.

And the girls of the indigenous tribe are clinging to the firewood branches, or using some utensils to load water. In short, no one in this tribe is idle.

"Dong Dong Dong..." When Lin Tianchu was carried to the end of the valley, he suddenly heard the sound of earth-shaking drums. He turned his head and saw an indigenous man violently beating a big drum made of animal cloth with two animal bones.

The craftsmanship of the big drum is not very good. At least it doesn't look beautiful, but the quality is very high. Every sound of the drum goes straight through Lin Tianchu's heart.

Next to the drum, there is a wooden carved chair. To be honest, the craftsmanship of this chair is much better than that of the drum. The chair is carved with countless beasts, and there is a huge eye on the back of the chair.

In a cave behind the chair, a girl with twelve feathers on her head and a face covered with oil came out and sat directly on the chair.

Lin Tianchu had been released at this time. The indigenous people wanted to put him to kneel down, but the arrogance in his heart did not allow his own knees to fall to the ground. Under the hard support, the indigenous people had no choice but to use it, but the woman had come out, so they had to give up.

When the girl saw Lin Tianchu standing, she couldn't help but feel a trace of unhappiness in her eyes. Lin Tianchu also saw the girl clearly. The girl looked fifteen or six years old, and her skin was full of wild beauty.

And the most important thing is that she is very slim but has huge breasts. If she is put in the city, her figure will definitely envy those urban beauties.

"Isn't it said on TV that the fatter African tribes are, the higher the status of women?" Lin Tianchu was still in the mood to think about these things and muttered, "Why does this girl look like the king of this tribe... No, it should be the chief."

"Gigling!" The girl shouted softly, and the indigenous people who were surrounding her suddenly made way, and then the two indigenous people carried a bamboo cage.

The cage is also an indigenous person, but the indigenous skin is obviously dark, and the oil paint on his face is different from the style of this tribe. I guess he is an outsider.

"Lulu..." The indigenous people in the bamboo cage shouted. Although Lin Tianchu couldn't understand, he could feel his strength and death.

The girl was stunned, as if she didn't expect that such a lowly prisoner of war would dare to talk to her noble self like this. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Kuricarka!"

"Kurikaka!"

"Kurikaka..."

"Kurikaka..."

The indigenous group below is high, holding the bamboo spear high and shouting, while the strong look of the captured foreign native has disappeared, and now there is only a face of fear.

"Kuricarka? Why do you seem to have heard it there... Damn it, it's Curicaca?" Lin Tianchu suddenly remembered that Ni Xingyun once said that Kuriskaka was the bloodiest punishment among African tribes.