ancient and modern first thief

Chapter 252 Primitive Natives
The surrounding buildings are very strange, there are not only thatched shacks but also some wooden buildings, and there is a tall stone house farther away, and there are two majestic and strange statues around it.

"Who?" Very strange aboriginal language.

Ji Xiaoliu was terrified. With his current concealment ability, even a master-level person might not be able to detect it. However, these naked black men pointed their stone spears at their positions.

"I have no malicious intentions!" After thinking about it carefully, he slowly lifted his stealth and raised his hands high.

These people couldn't understand his language, and found that he was a yellow-skinned person, so they surrounded him even more vigilantly.

"Fuck, I don't understand the language, this is troublesome!" It was easy for Ji Xiaoliu to kill them, but once he did it, he didn't know how much trouble it would cause, so he had to wait and see.

The middle-aged man closest to him looked alert, but he didn't have the slightest murderous look on him, and he didn't make a move when he saw him approaching.As Ji Xiaoliu judged, he didn't embarrass himself, he just tied your hands with vines and asked two young men to escort you.

On the way, he checked the surroundings carefully and found that they were all virgin forests, and the people living nearby should be aboriginals.

"Oh, heh, oh, heh!" Excited shouts came from far away.

Ji Xiaoliu released her senses and found a tall and thin black man in the center surrounded by dozens of people.Before you can see clearly, half of the people fall to the ground and howl.

"What kind of place is this?" He knew he couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it, and he should be able to find some clues when he met those people.

Soon they appeared in a large open space. An old man in his fifties walked slowly, and after chatting a lot, someone took him up to the high platform.

Ji Xiaoliu didn't understand what they were going to do. When three burly men with huge stone sticks passed by, he felt a strong murderous aura.

"Are they trying to kill me?" Just as the thought flashed through, the stone stick in the hand of the person on the left was about to fall.

Knowing that these barbarians can't communicate, the inner strength quickly passed through his arms, and the vines binding him were instantly broken.At the same time, the stone stick was very close to him, and it was almost impossible to avoid it, so he had to block it with his arms.

Boom, bang!When the stone rod broke with the sound, the other two falling stone rods also shattered.

All this happened so suddenly that by the time the people not far from him could react, the three strong men flew off the platform almost at the same time.

"Woooo..." The messy and noisy shouts followed.

The old man who appeared before appeared in the crowd, and there was no sound around him.Two people who looked exactly the same walked up to the high platform slowly.

"Contest?" The thoughts in their hearts were quickly confirmed, and they reminded with their eyes that Ji Xiaoliu should make the first move.

Since the opponent wanted to compete openly and aboveboard, he was too embarrassed to use his assassin skills. He would be a drunken immortal when he came up, and beat the person on the left into a mess.The moves of the person on the right look simple, but there are many changes implied in each move. If he is hit, he will definitely be injured.

"What kind of place is this? Even the natives are so powerful. What if they are in a crowded place?" Ji Xiaoliu was thinking about the problem. The black man on the left also found an opportunity and swept his arms with all his strength, finally regaining the disadvantage.

Ji Xiaoliuguang couldn't beat his opponent with the Drunken Eight Immortals at all, so he simply added a lot of moves when he was sparring with Iori'an, and soon the two were restrained everywhere.

A few minutes passed, and the enemy on the left finally found the best opportunity to attack, a fiery red light suddenly appeared in his hand, and a palpitating force fell.

He is now entangled by the right-wing people, there is no way to dodge, and he uses ghost steps before the attack.

The enemy's attack failed and he was stunned on the spot. He knocked him off the high platform with his fist.The other person struggled with two moves and was also beaten down.

Ji Xiaoliu didn't know at all that these two brothers were called 'God of War' here, and now that they were defeated, everyone looked at Gaotai with awe.

The old man walked slowly onto the stage and saluted with one hand on his chest.

"You've been babbling for a long time, and I don't understand?" Seeing that the old man was very sincere, he muttered in a low voice with a bitter face.

Although they couldn't understand what they said, but he understood the friendliness expressed by the other party. He arched his hands and said each word: "I'm passing by!"

This time someone finally replied with jerky and suffocated words: "Road, pass?"

Hearing the friendly Chinese, Ji Xiaoliu rushed to his side and said, "It's great that you can understand my language! Tell me, where is this?"

The man looked at him blankly and shook his head, repeating, "Passing by!" 'Two words.

After a few trials, Ji Xiaoliu also understood that this person only understood these two words, and asked him to translate the meaning of "passing by" to the patriarch.

The old man in his fifties finally understood after the explanation of his clansmen, so he quickly had meat and wine prepared for him to eat.

The meat was roasted well, and the wine was completely rotten juice, and he would not drink it even if he was killed.

The few people who ate with him gulped down their drinks, and there was an unpleasant smell that almost made him sick.He took out Zhenyuanzhai's wine gourd from his bosom, the lid had just been opened, and everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

The old patriarch, Halazi, almost shed tears, came to him with a broken bowl, pointed to the wine gourd, and then pointed to the broken bowl.

"You invite me to eat meat, I invite you to drink, it's fair!" While talking to himself, he poured half of the wine into the bowl.

The old patriarch couldn't wait for a long time. He picked up the bowl and just finished drinking, and fell straight on the ground.

Ji Xiaoliu knew that he was drunk and had collapsed, but the indigenous people didn't know that. They glared at him and forgot about him, and they had great intentions of taking action.Fortunately, a black man who could say "passing by" helped him explain, and the misunderstanding was avoided.

After the drunken farce, the whole native tribe respected him more and more, and finally he realized that these people wanted to drink some wine from the gourd.

Even if he took out all the drinks, it was not enough for so many people to taste. He secretly contacted the space ring and found that the items piled up outside the entrance could be obtained. He directly made a large jar and shouted: "Whoever wants to drink, come Line up here."

Although they couldn't understand, they could barely understand the gestures. When the first person in line got the drink, everyone came here to line up.

Previously, some adults came to drink, but in the end, a few boys around ten years old came, and he insisted not to give them, and they cried out anxiously.The person who can speak two words of Chinese gestured for a long time, and finally got them a drink that was only one-third of the adults' portion.

The whole tribe is very happy today, singing and dancing around two bonfires.

Ji Xiaoliu looked up at the moon in the sky, and said with emotion: "It's nice to live a life without contention with the world. As long as these people have a little bit of good stuff, they can be happy all day long. If I get tired of the secular world It is also a good choice to go to such a place to live in seclusion.”

As soon as he finished speaking, two black beauties grabbed his arms and dragged him to join the dance...

(End of this chapter)