Zombie World: Helping the World

Qin Song nodded, frowned and said, "It doesn't matter if you know or not?"

"This child is obviously possessed by an evil spirit. I'm just going to get rid of the evil spirit for him."

The tall man sneered, obviously disdainful of Qin Song's words, "You know how to exorcise evil spirits?"

"Aren't you joking?"

"For example, the priests of our tribe didn't even see that there was something wrong with the child. Do you think you are better than the priests of our tribe?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu stood up to defend his junior brother, and said, "I don't know if the priests in your tribe are strong or not, but it's true that this child is possessed by evil, and the three of us have sensed it."

"I think you guys are trying to do something to him!" the tall man scolded.

"I advise you, don't make any crooked ideas. Your words now have very low credibility in our tribe, and we didn't welcome you in the first place."

"If it wasn't for the magnanimous Sir Na Shiluo who decided to let you enter the tribe to forgive your sins, you should not even think about entering. You'd better be honest and peaceful, otherwise the warriors of our tribe will definitely make you pay the price."

After he finished speaking, he went forward to check on the child.

Seeing that he was still as weak and thin as before, there was no other abnormality, so he went back to the tribal chief.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng said angrily: "Master, let him go!"

"The death of their child is also the reason for their adults. We can't blame us."

"We kindly offered to help, but they didn't appreciate it."

Qin Song turned his head and said, "I have a little bit of trouble with their Na Shiluo, and it's normal for him to target us."

Na Shiluo is naturally the innkeeper among the dwarves who turned into a human after eating the human pill.

Uncle Jiu said, "Junior Brother, what's the holiday? Do we need to kill him now, and then take the opportunity to escape?"

The illusory black line on the forehead on the side, the promised age is the oldest and the most stable, and the agreed to have experienced the storm can take charge of the overall situation?
Why is it that when it comes to the enemies of his junior brother, he looks like an angry youth, ready to kill anyone at every turn.

Qin Song said: "The thing is like this."

On the way, Qin Song told them about Lisa and Rendan that he had met before in a low voice.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu waved his fist and said, "That guy really deserves to die! Making alchemy with people is something that the most extreme demons can do. We have already defeated him eight hundred times in the Central Plains!"

Qin Song whispered: "Brother, don't say anything, in case he overhears."

"He understands our Central Plains dialect, but now he just pretends not to understand it."

Qiu Sheng was angry, "He was playing charades with us earlier, and he kept pointing at his ears and saying that he didn't understand. The people here are really cunning."

Soon, everyone was brought into a hall built of stone bricks. The hall was simply furnished, with only a tiger leather seat at the top, and the rest of the floor was carved with intricate patterns.

At this time, the hall was crowded with people. When they saw Qin Song and others coming, they immediately gave way to a passage.

The tribal chief led Qin Song and others into the center.

At this time, Qin Song saw that an octogenarian old man was sitting on the highest seat, and the old man could hardly walk or open his eyes.

But his voice was still very loud. When he saw a few people coming, he barely sat up and whispered a few words to the chief of the tribe standing at the forefront.

The tribal chief is very dignified in front of others, but he is obedient like a child in front of him.

Soon, the trial of Qin Song and the others began.

During the whole process, Qin Song and the others were in a fog because they couldn't understand Cambodian language.

Only the tall translator asked them questions from time to time, and Qin Song and the others could only tell the truth.

However, Qin Song and the others could clearly see the gestures made by the tribal chief and the innkeeper Na Shiluo, as well as the ferocious expression on his face.

They pointed at Qin Song and others and wiped their necks several times. Qin Song immediately knew what it meant, and he touched Qing Hongjian with his hands, ready to strike at any time.

Unexpectedly, the old man in the fancy clothes shook his head slowly, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he took a deep look at Shi Luo.

The tribal chief and Na Shiluo suddenly became anxious, and they kept explaining in front of the old chief, but the other party never nodded.

As a last resort, the tall translator walked up to Qin Song and the others and said, "You are very lucky. The old chief of our tribe has decided not to kill you for the time being."

"You just stay here and wait for us to investigate the final result of the death of the tribe before you leave."

Qiu Sheng said, "Why?"

"You are detaining us illegally! We leave as we want, stay as we want, you have no right to do this! People in your tribe have nothing to do with us at all!"

"Master Shiluo said yes, so yes! You are now suspected of killing our tribe members. Many people in our tribe disappeared before, and we suspect that you outsiders did it." The tall translator looked unhappy.

Qiusheng and Uncle Jiu wanted to say something more, but were stopped by Qin Song.

Qin Song said to the two of them, "It's useless for us to say anything now."

"Now we can only wait and see how the situation changes." Qin Song has already planned to go back to discuss with Uncle Jiu and the others at night to discuss an armed breakout, but before doing all this, he must first get a local map and a boat that can leave.

Otherwise, if you break out, you won't be able to find your way back.

Soon, Qin Song and his group were taken to several wooden houses arranged by these locals.

Perhaps it was because Na Shiluo was afraid of their strength, Qin Song was locked in a room alone, separated from the others.At the door of each person's room, there are several guards watching them strictly.

Late at night, Qin Song was resting in meditation on the bed, thinking about how to get out over the wall and find Uncle Jiu and Xu Miao and the others.

Just as Qin Song was thinking deeply, a group of four or five men in black rushed in from the door.

Qin Song looked at them and frowned and said, "Are you here to kill me?"

The group of men in black was the first to speak fluent Central Plains dialect and said: "It's not."

"We are here to save you."

"You have a friend who pays and asks us to rescue you out."

Qin Song shook his head, "I won't go."

"Unless you tell me which friend it is." The night is dark and windy, who would believe such a group of men in black?

The person at the head said impatiently: "If you are told to leave, you will leave. Where did all this nonsense come from?"

"That friend of yours greeted us in advance and asked us not to reveal his real name to you."

"You just need to come with us, and soon you will be able to see him."

After he finished speaking, he gestured behind him.

Behind him, four or five men in black came to Qin Song's side, holding ropes and shackles in their hands, and seemed to want to handcuff Qin Song away.

Qin Song sneered, "Is this how you save people?"