Chapter 1277: Savage Festival!

Looking at the portrait of the child who cried a lot.
Although the painter painted a little exaggerated and hard-core, Ye Chen recognized it at a glance, that was embarrassing!
Although he has little contact with You, he thinks he knows it better, and the people in the painting, regardless of his temperament or eyesight, even the five senses, have great similarity with You.
I was contacted again, and I once mentioned the sea of ​​taboos to him, and disappeared strangely after the Tang Wushan World War.
Therefore, Ye Chen can be sure that the man in the painting must be a cricket, but why he appeared in the sea of ​​taboos.
How could it be wanted by Wulong tribe?
With this in mind, he could not help standing up in the crowd and looked at the man and woman in front of the crowd.
Both of them are pretty teachers.
Looking at the man in the picture, the savage father of Yang Hong's father couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Master, dare to ask what happened to this man?"
He knew very well that those who could be wanted by the entire Wulong tribe would be extraordinary.
And if he doesn't figure out the reasons, I am afraid there will be hidden dangers.
The young Wu surname seemed to be displeased: "You just have to do what you want, just ask so much?"
Having said that, he glanced at the crowd with a fixed look and asked: "Recently, if a stranger comes in your village, please report it in time."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yang Hong and Qingshan changed unnaturally. They seemed to think of Ye Chen, but they still didn't say it.
"Master Wu, rest assured, I know the old man!"
The old brutal man nodded his head and said, "Once there is any news, he will send someone to report to the Wulong tribe."
"It's the best. You can't forget to wait for the Barbarian Festival after three days."
The youth of Wu surging calmed down, and then led the woman next to him to ride on a giant beast like a snail.
After the old man watched the two go away, he looked at the crowd and waved: "Let's go!"
...
Within the Yang family.
Ye Chen clenched his fist in front of the old man, thanking him, "Thank you for saying that Mr. Ye hasn't spoken before."
In the face of the two young people of the Wu family, the other party can completely ask Ye Chen, a stranger and a disc, in exchange for rewards.
But not only the other party, but not even the villagers of the entire Zhai Village, Ye Chen was extremely surprised.
"Not necessarily!"
The old man shook his head and said, "I believe the old man is face-to-face, the little friend is decent and not like a treacherous person, and you have a life-saving grace for the two brothers and sisters Qingqing."
At this point, he seemed to be thinking of something, and looked at Ye Chen, saying, "But if you want to live in my village for a long time, or live in Wulong tribe, you need to have an identity."
"What were those two guys just now?" Ye Chen answered the question.
The old man Shen said: "The man's name is Wu Heng, and the woman's name is Bai Ling. They are all people of the Wulong tribe. Among them, Wu Heng is the grandson of the Damangong."
Ye Chen once again said, "How about the man in Wuheng's paintings?"
At the end of the sentence, he was afraid of his heart, and Ye Chen added: "Ye didn't mean anything, but he felt that if he could help, he would help each other."
These people want to find you, but he doesn't want to. Maybe when they see him, they can fully understand the world and find the matchlessness faster.
"Of course it is perfunctory."
The old man didn't shy away either, and his eyes were poisonous: "Wulong tribe masters are like clouds, and there are dawangongs sitting in the town. Those who can be wanted by the Wulong tribe are ordinary people. I am a weak village villager. It is the disaster of the top. "
His eyes flickered and he sighed, "Although the rewards are tempting, they must be able to enjoy them."
Ye Chen was speechless and had to know each other again. No wonder he could become a barbarian in Manzhai Village. Is such an ordinary mind comparable?
"Before Wu Heng left, what was the meaning of the barbarian festival in his mouth?" He asked again.
The old barbarian took a deep look at him and said, "Little friends do n’t even know the barbara festival, the old man really suspects that you are not a member of my Oolong tribe, or even a person from Tianyao County ..."
He stopped talking and didn't delve into it, and later said, "I believe that my friends also generally know the way I wait."
"The place where I lived was short of resources. Only by hunting for a living, since the child was born, he began to cultivate his ability to fight with wild animals."
His face was full of sorrow: "We are in awe of nature, and we challenge nature, and this sacred festival is the annual event held by the major villages and tribes."
"At the barbarian festival, we will offer the bones of the strongest barbarian we hunted, and compare each other. The winner will get many benefits."
He paused and said, "For example, to attract people to come in or to redefine the hunting territory."
"Old man, I don't know if I can follow up at that time?" Ye Chen hesitated.
He will not stay in the sea of ​​taboos for a long time, so it is not a long-term plan to stay in Manzhai Village. Nowadays, he can use the so-called Barbarian Festival to find Wushuang.
When the old man wanted to speak, he suddenly heard a cry outside, and there were many people quarreling.
Frowning, he couldn't help but got up and took Ye Chen out, and saw a few injured men surrounded by many villagers at the moment. Several men held weapons in their faces and looked angry.
"The people in Manling Village are too much!"
"No, don't stop me and fight with them, otherwise this breath can't be swallowed ..."
"Tiger, tell someone to go, I can't bully my pretty village ..."
"Calm down, don't be impulsive ..."
The village was full of quarrels. Some people scolded and some people persuaded that it was very noisy.
The old pretty man walked to the crowd, and calmly yelled, "What's going on?"
"Brother is here, everyone keeps off!"
"Very good, you have to do justice for us!"
The noisy crowd suddenly gathered around.
Ye Chen looked away from the crowd and saw three middle-aged men lying on the ground. At this moment, the three were stained with blood, but they were not worried about their lives.
One of them was Aoyama's father, Yang Hong, and his right shoulder was directly pierced by an arrow made of animal bones.
Seeing this, the old man changed his face slightly, and immediately greeted him, "Honger, are you all right?"
Yang Hong was pale and shook his head slightly.
The old man drew a palm on Yang Hong's left shoulder, and the arrow on his right shoulder was suddenly flying out.
He took another pack of medicine powder from his arms and sprinkled it on the right shoulder of the latter, and then he said, "What the is going on?"
"Man, it's a man from Manling Village. My dad took a man out for hunting, and encountered a dragon horn elephant. He tried hard to hurt him."
At this time, Qingshan clenched his fist and said, "But the people in the Manling Village suddenly crossed over and said that the dragon horns were theirs. They acted on us and almost shot my father with an arrow. Even the dragon horns were also killed by them Robbed……"
(End of this chapter)