Reincarnation Train Restart [Unlimited]

Now that they had found it, without any hesitation, they walked quickly to the place where the Xun people lived, and met a person of the Xun people on the way.

This man was tall, with dark and rough skin, only half-inch long hair clinging to his scalp, and a black cloth scarf was tied on his forehead.

He was wearing clothes made of burlap and cloth shoes, and his overall attire was... primitive and rough.

He was still carrying a harpoon and fishing net and other things on his back, and he seemed to be going to the river, but he was taken aback when he saw the group of them.

But then he reacted quickly.

The man immediately picked up the harpoon behind his back with one hand, pointed the sharp end at them, and asked with a fierce expression and unfriendly eyes: "Who are you?! How did you come here?!"

It seems that the Xun people do not welcome outsiders.

Wu Xiajiu thought to himself—according to the prompt information given by the reincarnation train, this Xun clan should have been hiding out, living a closed life without contact with the outside world for a long time.

And they are obviously very repulsive of outsiders.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and before they had time to speak to explain the reason, the Xun tribe in front of them immediately showed hostility...

Amao whispered next to him: "Couldn't he be frightened by us?"

Not like.

There was no fear or panic in the eyes of this Xun tribe.

Wu Xiajiu said in denial.

Seeing this, Professor Zhao took a step forward and said kindly, "Hi, we are not bad people, and we have no malicious intentions. We are just a group of scholars who came here to study the special hanging coffin funeral culture of the Xun people."

Hearing the words, the man couldn't help showing a slightly weird expression on his face, and his tone was a little unclear: "You guys, are you here to study the hanging coffin?"

Professor Zhao hesitated for a moment for his attitude, but still nodded and said: "Yes, that's right."

The man twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, and said with a smirk: "The hanging coffin here is nothing to study, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise..."

The man turned the sharp harpoon in his hand at them, the threat was palpable.

"We really don't have any malicious intentions." Professor Zhao emphasized.

At this time, Lu Cheng stepped forward and said, "Who are you from the clan?"

"The Xun clan should have a patriarch, right? Can what you say represent the patriarch? I want to talk to your patriarch."

Lu Cheng's temperament is very difficult to provoke at first glance, especially when there is always a hint of murderousness between his eyebrows, coupled with the raised eyebrows, he does not seem to have a very good temper.

Moreover, he was still holding the military shovel tightly in his hand, and the blood of the mermaid still remained on the shovel, mottled and solidified, so eye-catching.

At this moment, Lu Cheng raised the military shovel in his hand while talking.

He also veiledly threatened to go back.

Sure enough, the Xun man was no longer as unceremonious as before, his hand holding the harpoon could not help but loosen, his eyes flickered.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "It seems that you are not willing to leave easily, you just wait for me, I will invite the patriarch to come here now!"

After speaking, he turned and left, and quickly ran to the densely built area of ​​houses.

"Let's follow." Ah You said.

They didn't walk very fast, and when they reached the place where the Xun people lived, the man before him had already called many of his fellow people.

The leader should be the patriarch of the Xun clan, a middle-aged man about 50 years old.

Deep wrinkles have appeared on his face and between his brows, and his expression is serious and unsmiling.

And his eyes were sharp and dark, watching the arrival of their group, there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes, and his attitude was definitely not friendly.

With the previous man's attitude as a foreshadowing, this is also within their expectations.

Beside the middle-aged man, that is to say, four men stood slightly behind on the left and right sides.

Three of them had faces similar to those of middle-aged men.

If the guess is correct, all three of them should be related to the middle-aged man by blood, either sons or brothers.

As for the other person, Wu Xiajiu was the first to notice him because his appearance was really special.

——This man was dressed in black. He was not short, but his figure was thin. The most striking thing was his face, which was half normal and half disfigured.

The disfigured side seemed to be bitten by something, covered with fine, pitted scars.

Looks scary and slightly uncomfortable...

Wu Xiajiu also noticed that when he saw Tao Bin with his originally expressionless expression and unwavering gaze, he suddenly had a momentary emotional ups and downs.

It was surprise and stupefaction, but then it was hidden immediately, without revealing anything.

He knows Tao Bin? !

Wu Xiajiu couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Obviously, he was sure that this person knew Tao Bin, at least knew, but had this person ever left the residence of the Xun people?

No, impossible, Wu Xiajiu immediately denied this conjecture.

Just looking at the tribe's attitude towards outsiders, one can know that they are very repulsive to the outside world, how could they allow people in the tribe to leave without authorization...

Besides, judging from Tao Bin's appearance, he clearly didn't know anyone in the Xun clan, and he didn't have any special reaction to this half-disfigured man.

Wu Xiajiu kept this doubt in his heart for the time being.

Just at this time, the middle-aged man who was suspected to be the patriarch of the Xun clan said, "The Xun clan doesn't welcome outsiders. It is impossible for you to study our funeral culture here."

"And there is nothing to study, it's just a pile of broken coffins placed on the cliff."

The middle-aged man spoke coldly, and the first thing he said was to drive them away, there seemed to be no room for slowing down what he said.

The Xun man who had pointed at them with a harpoon before stood behind the middle-aged man. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he leaned closer to whisper a few words.

After listening, the middle-aged man looked at Lu Cheng calmly.

Wu Xiajiu thought, this person is not suing...

Sure enough, the middle-aged man turned cold again and said: "If you insist on staying, don't blame us for using force. It will be life or death..."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, all the Xun people standing behind him raised their weapons at Professor Zhao, Lu Cheng and the others.

Tao Bin looked anxious and wanted to say something, but was immediately stopped by Professor Zhao.

Professor Zhao said: "I know that there must be many rules in a tribe like yours, but the hanging coffin funeral culture of the Xun tribe is really a subject worth studying."

"We have traveled thousands of miles and encountered many difficulties and dangers along the way."

"You have also seen how embarrassed we are now, can you not rush us to leave, can you let us take a rest here?"

"We promise that we will never disturb your life indiscriminately."

Professor Zhao decided to retreat first, and stay to talk about other things.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and didn't answer for the time being, but he still didn't want them to stay, and the expression on his face didn't relax in the slightest.

At this time, Amao muttered in a low voice: "Did I encounter many dangers along the way."

"First I was chased by a group of snakes at night, and then I was attacked by a merman... My body hurts now."

"What did you say?"

The person next to the middle-aged man seemed to have heard what Amao said, and suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Did you meet a group of snakes and a fish with a human face?"

Others also looked over in an instant.

Amao was taken aback for a moment, then he stammered and replied: "Yes, yes."

what's wrong?

The man's eyes flashed, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he leaned sideways to the middle-aged man's ear and said, "Father, why don't we..."

He deliberately lowered his voice, and Wu Xiajiu could only vaguely hear a few vague words.

——What kind of snakes...sacrifice, stay and so on.

The man said something, the first reaction of the middle-aged man was to refuse, he frowned and said: "No, they are all outsiders, they will pollute..."

"Abba, it's almost the end of the drought." The man whispered, "We still have to prepare early, and they came just in time."

Wu Xiajiu narrowed his eyes, what happened just right?And what happened to the end of the drought?

Hearing this, the eyes of the other two Xun people who looked similar to the middle-aged man undoubtedly brightened, and they also advised in the same way: "That's right, Dad, it's better to let them stay."

Although Professor Zhao and others don't know why.

But things seem to have turned around, and it is good to be able to stay.

In the end, the middle-aged man let them stay in the Xun tribe for a period of time, but at the same time he made a rule - they can't walk around in the Xun tribe at will, and some places are forbidden to approach.

Professor Zhao and others agreed.

Afterwards, the Xun people made way for them to enter their living places.

Along the way, they learned the name of the middle-aged man. He was indeed the patriarch of the Xun tribe, named Saiha.

And the three Xun people with faces similar to his are his sons, just call them Saida, Saier, and Saisan.

As for the half-disfigured man who made Wu Xiajiu a little concerned, he was called Sa Ang.

As soon as he started to walk, Wu Xiajiu realized that his right foot was limping, and he was limping as he walked, as if he was using his body to drag his right foot forward.

And the Xun who pointed a harpoon at them at the very beginning is called Dali.

After entering the residence of the Xun people, Wu Xia observed without any trace for a long time.

——Obviously, the Xun people live in simple houses and their lifestyle is very simple, probably relying on fishing for a living.

Tools such as fishing nets drying or erected harpoons can be seen everywhere around the house.

Not long after, Saiha's eldest son Saida led them to the house they needed to live in later.

Pointing to the two adjacent houses, he said, "This is the temporary residence of your Zaxun people, the houses of Sang and Dali."

"Neither of them has married a wife yet, and one of them is a bachelor, which is just enough for you to live here."

"You can randomly assign people to live in which house. If you have anything to say, tell Saang and Dali. Remember, don't go to the place where you are not allowed to approach, otherwise..."

Saida sneered twice and didn't continue talking.

Professor Zhao pushed his glasses to express his understanding.

After Saida left, they began to allocate personnel. The number of rooms in the house was limited, so naturally they couldn't all live together.

Needless to say, there are five people in Lu Cheng's group, there must be one or two more people on Professor Zhao's side.

At the end of the discussion, Wu Xiajiu, Xiao Fang, and Soy Sauce lived with Lu Cheng and five people.