The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Sadness is not the reason to cry, stupidity is.

Master Wang mastered all the elements that a fool should have. Until Li Cang passed the message back to the car, Lao Wang was still curious in his heart: "Suddenly mysterious, who did you go to see, who, who, you said In other words, what benefit does holding me back to death do you?"

"Who else could it be? Of course Martinis."

"That voodoo high priest who likes to bleed people to sacrifice to heaven? Didn't you have a bad conversation with them last time?"

"That's because Tony Jaa is here, and Martinis is a pretty good guy."

"Why are you looking for him?"

"A suitable candidate."

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The time came to an hour ago.

The base has specially set aside an area of ​​land and islands for Martinis and his three thousand little voodoos that are extremely generous compared to other survivors. Coupled with the sky island they originally owned, it can be said that the entire base is unparalleled in comparison to theirs. People with larger per capita land holdings and better living conditions.

Originally, the base planned to relocate all these people to the island of the seafood market, but the black uncles strongly opposed it. The base itself was actually afraid that these little voodoos would drag the black uncles one by one to the edge of the cliff to bleed and sacrifice to heaven. Or out of control, I had to give up the plan after thinking about it.

It was dusk, and apart from the jagged rocks, there was only a little light on the island chain covered with tropical plants and trees.

The surface of the simple triangular hut was covered with various animal skins or the back skin of walking corpses. The bones of humans, strange animals, and walking corpses were everywhere. Bonfires were lit in the tribes gathered in the shacks, and cattle, sheep, cassava, and human heads were roasted on them. There is also a huge blue-black poisonous scorpion.

Dozens of almost naked black girls carefully served the food on the fire, occasionally glancing at Martinis, several elders and Li Cang who were talking with a vague and fanatical peripheral vision.

"Ling, ancestral spirit, creature, and holy spirit, corresponds to the past, present, and eternal time. It also means ancestors, people, souls, elves, or gods. Uh, sorry, you know, my Chinese is not very good. It’s very troublesome to explain, I don’t know if you can understand it.”

"Voodoo is not Hoodoo. Voodoo comes from vodu, which originally refers to gods, souls and elves. All things are animated and have thousands of faces, whether they are Orgon, the incarnation of iron and fire, or Loco, Legba, Rada, Dambala, Ayida. , the spirits in the world will eventually return to a unified whole."

"To us, Hoodoo is actually a criticism and distortion of non-mainstream concepts. It is a stereotype created by an anonymous American for zz considerations. What people usually call Hoodoo is more biased towards Spells, spells, and puppets.”

"I have lived in Coabana (Cuba) for a long time! The meaning of voodoo to me is not about cursing dolls, attracting evil spirits, terrifying night rituals, or ugly living sacrifice rituals, but more about protection, healing, The orgonite positive energy spell for love!”

"but"

"This world is not right! People once thought that creating 'resurrected corpses' through magic was the most frightening ability of people in voodoo. They said that we were the origin of zombie culture. But Teacher Cang, look at the world now. They, I can't feel the soul of those manic things, and I can't control them at all."

Li Cang listened with gusto and was in high spirits, and he did not mind the roughness of the food. He cut off the meat piece by piece from the half-cooked black beef leg roasted on the fire.

Scorpions, chickens, beef and sheep, various fruits, and cassava and bananas can be put on the grill. The only seasonings are fish meal, chili and salt.

What’s interesting is that the Martynis tribe eats almost anything, but they never eat pork. In their teachings, pigs are sacrifices offered to various spirits and gods, and living beings have no right to enjoy them.

After actually arriving here, Li Cang discovered that Martinis had a surprising respect for life, even those soldiers.

The small animals and wild beasts on these islands were almost completely defenseless against all of them. They were as docile and intimate as domestic pets. He even saw a few warriors of the Voodoo tribe handling their prey bloody while holding fire. Three young green wolves and a group of snow-white Arctic hares were watching, chatting and laughing.

That scene was really weird and harmonious, not at all the demonized image in the minds of those in Santa Catana. This shows that at least the dregs of Voodoo cannot be completely transferred to Martinis himself.

Of course, this does not mean that Li Cang can accept his style.

If the abnormally tough style and aggressiveness are the means of self-protection for Martinis and his tribe in this doomsday, no matter from any angle and considering the actual data, he is suspected of over-defense.

"Oh, thank you, what is this?"

It has a mint flavor, a bit of the bitter numbness and "spicy" feeling of unripe persimmons, then a strong wormwood and herbal flavor, and finally sweetness.

"A fermented drink of herbs and cassava." The black girl who brought the dark green drink in an oversized wooden cup to Li Cang stumbled and answered, but she actually spoke in Chinese: "You can try it, I'll reduce it." The amount of materials that the tribesmen usually like, maybe you will like it.”

Li Cang didn't understand why these people were full of awe and fear of him, so he said: "It's very good. My personal suggestion is to add more ice, it will taste better."

The wrinkled faces of the several elders accompanying them suddenly brightened up, and they looked extremely happy. They quickly communicated something in the indigenous language that Li Cang and the translator could not understand.

Yes.

The tribe of Martinis actually has old people, women and children, and they never show up in front of outsiders. The base knows this very well, but has never deliberately stopped the spread of rumors.

The fighting power and murderousness they showed in the last battle with Luo Moumou were so strong and heavy that the base was afraid of Martinis and full of reservations.

"The elders said that your words, deeds, aura and spirit are perfectly in line with the tribe!" Martinis widened his eyes. It was hard to imagine that a guy who killed people like cutting vegetables would have such a pure and pure gaze: "All sentient or non-sentient beings are sacred, but you must be the incarnation of the ancestral spirit. Only the ancestral spirit of the tribe can influence the successor tribe with spirit. We have the blood of the ancestral spirit flowing in our bodies, which other spirits cannot do."

"Ahem."

Li Cang thought about it.

Damn, Timi came up in seniority, but do you mean that I am yellow-skinned and black-hearted or you are black-skinned and yellow-hearted? It seems that no matter which one is optimistic?

"Okay, it's about time today." Li Cang looked at his watch and said, "Take these coins first. First, if you don't do business and second, you don't have any income. The zombies around the base are not enough to fight with other subordinates. You see, there is no electricity on your island. After filling your stomach, you also need to enrich your spiritual civilization. No matter how hard it is, you can't let the children suffer!"

A whole bag of coins rustled. Judging from the size of the pocket, it must contain tens of thousands of coins.

The black girl in charge of food and drinks, the soldiers standing guard at the edge, including Martinis and several elderly people with solemn and kind faces were all stunned, like sculptures.

To be honest, the Martinis tribe can fight and carry, with strong combat power, fierce and bloody style, and they can't wait to bite a few zombies passing by to satisfy their cravings.

But the philosophy they pursue is very strange compared to others. They never sell spoils to make profits, and even barter is very rare (besides, no one in the base dares to do business with them!), so since Santa Katana was incorporated into the base, seeing that the lives of other members of the federation are getting better and better, the Martinis tribe can't be said to be thriving, but at least it can be said to be bubbling.

What's the use of strong combat power?

Not to mention the wild islands around the base, there are countless official private armed forces in the hunting and gathering and combat sequences that have been formed to share the resources that may exist or suddenly appear within a radius of hundreds of kilometers!

In the past, Martinis was always on the scene in Santa Katana, and almost all the battle scenes were covered, but now.

The few melons and dates in Martinis's hands are not enough to pay for the navigation fee for a round trip!

After such a sustainable struggle, Martinis's originally abundant purse was visibly stretched. It was not easy to maintain a tribe of thousands of people. Even if they could hunt for food and had no extra material needs, could they pray for new members to cultivate new forces and get free coins?

Martinis couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen so many coins. Every time he finished praying in the dead of night, he couldn't help but wonder if he had led his people to live a better life.

He swallowed hard: "This, this won't work."

"Take it! This is called a first-time friendship. We flower growers pay attention to courtesy and reciprocity. When you first visit, shouldn't you buy some candy for the children?"

"But these coins, if exchanged for candy, can fill all the children's stomachs! Too much, you gave too much!"

"."

Li Cang choked again. I don't know why the logic of this conversation was very choking.

"In short, you should know my mother's strength. I am not worried about those who come to me, but for some dirty things like his country and some dogs in the base, I believe you are professionals in this area. When necessary-"

"Don't worry!" Martinis patted his chest and assured: "There is an old saying in China that beasts do not associate with livestock. People like you who are strong, decisive, and clear about gratitude and resentment are the living truth in the world!"

"People like you will definitely be lonely!"

"You must be very short of trustworthy partners. If it weren't for the geographical restrictions, I really want to get on track with you. Resettlement camps, settlements, and bases cannot fight against this doomsday world. Only killing can!"

"Me and I The tribesmen may not be as strong as you, but each of us is a dancer walking on the sand dunes and the abyss of the cliffs in the dark, a cold killer, a warrior, and the agent of the god of death. We will be the most loyal and increasingly sharp swords, and we are eager to find our own destination! "

"We."

"Wait a minute, stop the parallelism!" Li Cang asked in confusion: "This is almost exactly the same as what you said to me last time, right? Even the order has not changed!"

"Uh, this." Martinis looked shy: "You know, my Chinese is not very good, I only designed this set of lines for myself, and I memorized it by heart."

Li Cang was so amused that he waved his hand, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

"I guess I won't come here often. If you have any problems, especially financial needs, just contact the name I gave you. She has money but is worried about where to spend it. Don't be polite to me, and don't be polite to her either."

"This is another gift for you. Find a few people to practice with it and you will understand."

There was a big antelope with big red eyes, head drooping, and hooves digging. The alien antelope, who was second to none in the world, didn't care whether he was a voodoo priest or a big plum with black skin and yellow heart. The revenge for the non-antelope treatment he suffered in that car fell on you!

"boom~"

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"So you found a, uh, a dozen bodyguards for our mother? And they are voodoo priests? In every sense, I think this matter is quite outrageous!"

"It's better to be safe than sorry. Martinis is very good at dealing with some dirty things in secret, and his ability to save his life is extremely abnormal. Even prayers can't save him, but they can save him!" Li Cang said: "He wants to hurt our mother in that opportunistic way. It's hard to guarantee that there will be another time. The base has not been peaceful recently. He has to play a few tricks on me. No, not to mention our mother, we should be more careful and prepared. "

"Is my mother so awesome? Can a bunch of black people change her fate?"

"It's more like a transfer, transferring any damage except the soul level to another person through a sacrificial ceremony. Of course, the victim needs to be a member of the tribe."

"That's perverted enough."

"Envy? I earned it by eating raw meat and drinking blood!"

"You look like you have nothing good to say!" Lao Wang sneered: "You spent so much effort to do thirteen moves, it can't be just to find a few bodyguards for our mother, right?"

" Guess again."

"I guess nothing. You, a loser, didn't you buy the whole tribe?"

"It's so funny. I'm losing money?"

"Is this not a loss? Using a public vehicle for personal purposes not a loss? You're such a fool! You can't be a thief for a thousand days!"

"Be careful or Aunt Jin will rip your ears off~" Li Leisi sneered and fanned her nose with her hand: "Why did you tease that sheep? Now the car is full of sheep dung. Drive faster!"

"What do you mean by faster? I have to find a place to wash the car, or my mother will kill me." Lao Wang muttered to himself, then suddenly realized, "Wait a minute! So all of you know about this, but we are the only ones who are in the dark, right?"

"Rao Qifang is also a straightforward person. Li Cang hinted at her several times but she didn't take it seriously. Don't worry, you are not the only one."

"Do you think I will feel better this way?"

"Or else? Let Li Cang bring your big sword to soothe your fragile glass heart?"

"."

My biological clock is all messed up. Well, at least it's not midnight today, which is a good sign. I will try to adjust it as soon as possible.