Zombie World: Helping the World

Taking advantage of the darkness, Qin Song knocked down a patrolling guard, then put on his clothes, hat, and a scarf.

In this way, it is difficult for those Cambodians to recognize Qin Song.

Qin Song went all the way in the dark and came to the hall, and he saw Uncle Jiu being detained in the middle of the hall, all tied up.

There were about twenty people surrounding Uncle Jiu.

On the highest place, sitting impressively is the old man Dua whom he had seen during the day.

The other party is asking a question.

And the translator Gao was standing beside him, translating with Uncle Jiu at the moment.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Uncle Jiu looked up, "I'm here to find my junior brother."

"Why did your junior brother come?"

"My junior brother came to this place because he was cursed by Nie Zong Da Tuo, which is a kind of facial sore. I don't know if you have heard of it."

"I repeat, we meant no harm."

The tall translator was stunned, and translated the full text to Dewar beside him.

After hearing this, Du Wa's expression changed, and he said something to everyone.

When these people heard about the curse on Qin Song, their expressions changed and they whispered to each other.It seems that they not only know about the curse of Nie Zong Da Tuo, but also it is a terrible thing among their tribe.

The tall translator said again: "Then your junior brother, have you lifted the curse now?"

Uncle Jiu said: "It's been lifted now. He said he passed the test of Nie Zong Da Tuo."

"What? Passed the test? Is he a brave man?" The tall translator's eyes almost popped out.

"Are you sure you are talking about the trial of God Nie Zong Da Tuo?" The tall translator did not translate Jiu Shu's words to Du Wa who was at the side, but asked repeatedly.

Uncle Jiu nodded, "This is what my junior brother said personally, there is no mistake. You don't understand, my junior brother in our place has many times higher status than the priests here."

"He is like a god in that place. It is not a problem to pass the trial here."

The tall man looked a little excited, and quickly translated it to the old man beside him.

Du Wa stood up straight this time, his eyes staring like eggs, tremblingly got down from his seat, and came to Uncle Nine, chattering a lot of Cambodian.

He looked very excited, he couldn't help holding Uncle Jiu's hand, and said something.

The tall translator on the side said: "Warriors, you are real warriors."

"Where is he, can you let me see him again."

"We misunderstood. We all misunderstood. If we had known from the beginning that he was a warrior who could pass through Nezundada, then we would not have arrested you."

Uncle Jiu looked at the few people in front of him in surprise. For a moment, he didn't know whether they were telling the truth or lying.Why did he become so excited when he heard that his junior had passed the test of God Nie Zong Da Tuo?
Uncle Nine pushed Du Wa's hand away, "Let go first, let go!"

"My junior brother was taken away by you. Where did he go, shouldn't you know better than me?" Uncle Jiu also looked a little excited.

If something happens to Qin Song, he won't be able to sleep well in his life.

In his heart, Qin Song is the head of this generation of Maoshan Daomen, the future son of Daomen revitalization.

If something unexpected happened to Qin Song, it would prove that something happened to the Maoshan Taoist system, and Uncle Jiu would never accept such a thing.

Duwa asked the translator to say: "Master, your younger brother and the others have escaped, and now we don't know where they are."

"I hope you can find him, so that I can apologize to this warrior in person to express the sincerity of our tribe."

"Quick, don't untie this warrior's friend yet."

Two Cambodian soldiers quickly untied Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu frowned: "There's no need to apologize."

"Give us our boat back sooner. We're still in a hurry to get back."

The tall interpreter said with a smile: "That's natural, that's natural. Any man who can pass the test of Nie Zong Da Tuo is a real man. I appreciate you all."

At this time, the oil lamps in the hall were extraordinarily bright, and the quaint floor made of stone bricks reflected the atmosphere of the ancient meeting hall.

The tall interpreter said again: "By the way, when your friend left, he killed a member of our tribe. Didn't you know that?"

Uncle Jiu opened his eyes, "Killed someone? Did my junior brother kill someone?"

"How is this possible? People in our Taoist sect will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. You must have made a mistake. My junior brother will never kill your people." Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu was a little emotional.

"Listen to my explanation." Ga Gong stopped Jiu Shu and said.

"Your junior brother, that is, the warrior who passed through Nie Zong Da Tuo. What he killed was a demon. Our guards saw this with their own eyes."

"It's no wonder that for a long time, the number of people in our tribe has been continuously decreasing. It turned out that they were all killed by Na Shiluo. He turned out to be the legendary young man."

Uncle Jiu frowned: "Young man? What does this mean?"

The tall translator looked solemn, "It's just another group of people who made mistakes and were cursed by God Nezundatuo. After they are cursed, they will become short in stature and have a bird's head, which is very scary."

Uncle Jiu nodded immediately when he heard the words, "That's right, my junior brother told us before. That innkeeper, Na Shiluo, became like that through the man-eating pill."

"He also wants to turn more people into human pills to save those people in the Nezon Datuo Manor."

The tall interpreter sighed, "Hey, after all the calculations, we never thought that it was the messenger of the evil god who was harming us."

"We have always believed in Shiluo as a god, but we never thought he would treat us like this."

"Fortunately, the warrior shot him and killed him. He showed his true colors and was cremated by us."

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "You really don't know where my junior brother is now?"

The tall translator shook his head, "I'm also sorry, we really don't know. We shouldn't have listened to Na Shiluo's slander back then. He also wanted to make all your apprentices human pills."

"Fortunately, your junior brother came to save them."

"If any of their casualties were caused by us, I am willing to die as an apology."

The tall interpreter pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist, the dagger was more than a foot long, and it was sharpened.

Uncle Jiu knew at a glance that this thing cut his throat and killed him with a single knife.

Uncle Jiu hurried forward to stop him, "No need, you don't owe us your life."

"I believe that my junior brother is courageous and capable, so nothing will happen."

Qin Song smiled and stood out from a crowd of guards, "Of course I'm fine, I'm still standing here and listening to you."

When Uncle Jiu heard this, his eyes widened.