Wei Shu looked up and saw Yan Zhou, and nodded gratefully.
Yan Zhou nodded: "Proceed carefully."
After crossing the stream, the cries for help got closer and louder.
The place where the sound came from was covered by shrubs. Liang Qing took out the machete prepared in his bracelet and held the handle tightly————
Split the bushes.
The scene in front of them surprised everyone.
I saw several people in linen clothes lying in a pool of blood. Their abdomens were all ulcerated and their intestines were flowing all over the floor. It was quite bloody.
Looking to another place, a girl huddled in the corner of a wooden cart, with scattered fruits at her feet.
And what was slowly approaching her was...
Yan Zhou's pupils shrank.
It's actually a monkey!
Different from the kind-looking monkey before, this monkey was covered in blood, its eyes were filled with black mist, and it stared at the girl sinisterly.
It raised its sharp claws, drooled from its mouth, and approached the girl with salivation.
The girl covered her head and shouted helplessly: "Help! Someone help me..."
The monkey grinned, just as it was about to pounce. A transparent long sword shining with white light pierced its head.
The monkey swayed for a moment, then fell softly to the ground.
Withdrawing his sword intention, Yan Zhou walked towards the girl.
The girl curled up and didn't dare to move. She had already given herself a death notice in her heart, but after waiting for a long time, she still didn't feel any pain.
She heard a sigh, a clear and pleasant sound like the sound of harp strings, sounding in front of her:
"never mind."
The girl stiffened and slowly raised her head.
What they saw was a group of strange people in strange clothes. They were immediately startled and moved their buttocks back.
Liang Qing seemed to have guessed something. He opened his helmet to reveal his face and said comfortingly:
"Don't be afraid, we are people coming in from the outside, and we don't have any harm... Are you a resident of this secret... um... place?"
The girl's dark brown eyes moved and she stared at Liang Qing without blinking, as if she was trying to determine the truth of his words.
Her rough and dark hands were curled together, obviously frightened.
"I live here, and the tribe is nearby..."
After a few minutes, the girl spoke, her voice hoarse as if she had swallowed sand in her mouth.
Song Ye couldn't bear it, so she took out a bottle of water from her bracelet, twisted it open and handed it to her.
The girl was startled, took the water and said "thank you".
But she didn't drink, but her nerves relaxed and she continued:
"Today...the patriarch asked us...to go to the mountain to offer food. We met the fallen species on the way...and then..."
She glanced at her disemboweled companions, her voice choked with sobs: "I walked at the back... and saw that they were all eaten."
Yan Zhou was surprised: "Eat?"
The girl nodded: "Degenerate species specialize in eating human hearts."
After saying that, her eyes darkened: "It must be because we were late this time...the mountain god was angry, so he sent the fallen species to punish us."
This sentence contained so much information that Yan Zhou heard Dong Guan Liao's voice before he had time to examine it carefully:
"That monkey melted."
Yan Zhou turned around.
The corpse of the monkey that originally fell to the ground began to deflate at some point. Black water continued to gush out of it, and the stench filled his nostrils.
Liang Qing was so disgusted by the smell that she quickly put on a mask.
Liu Qian suggested: "Teacher, let's leave here first."
Wen Ke also echoed: "Yes, I always feel that there will be that kind of monster here."
…
The girl's name is Alan. When she was sixteen, her parents died, so she was raised by the elders of the ethnic group. The same was true for her companions who had just died.
On the way to the tribe, Yan Zhou and Alan chatted.
"You just said that your tribe worships the mountain god, and the fallen species were sent by the mountain god?"
Alan shook his head quickly: "You can't say that! Without the mountain god, we would have died a long time ago. It was because we did not send the tribute to the mountain in time, which made the mountain god angry."
The girl's words were sincere and her eyes were filled with conviction.
Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows, avoided the topic, and started asking about the Alan tribe.
Alan smiled and replied: "The patriarch is the most virtuous and respected person in our clan. Without him, we orphans would not be able to survive until now."
After a pause, she continued: "Thanks to the patriarch, the fallen species swept the world. If the patriarch had not found the mountain god to protect us, we would have perished in their mouths."
"So you don't have to be nervous. The clan leader is very kind and will definitely welcome you."
After walking for about thirty minutes, the terrain became flatter and flatter, and the group finally saw some shadows of thatched houses.
"Who is it?!"
Several young and middle-aged men jumped out of the grass with wooden spears, staring at them warily.
When he saw Alan, his expression was slightly relaxed, but still cautious. The leading man asked:
"Alan, who are they?"
Alan replied: "Brother Huzi, they are my saviors. Archie and I met the fallen species when we went to the mountains to deliver tributes..."
Speaking of this, she looked sad: "Everyone except me is dead. Fortunately, they helped me, otherwise I would die too..."
When they heard about fallen species, the expressions of several men changed drastically: "Have you met a fallen species?!"
Alan cried and nodded.
Huzi was silent and said, "Let's go back to the tribe first."
Across the flat yellow land, thatched houses are dotted sporadically on the ground not covered by vegetation. In front of the thatched house, there are women holding bone needles to make linen clothes or grind grain.
The children in the open space were playing and playing very carefree.
This peaceful atmosphere... no one could relate it to the disgusting and terrifying degenerates outside.
Alan took them to a relatively remote thatched house.
The door was very low, and Yan Zhou had to bend down to get in. Since the light mecha was relatively heavy, he was worried that it would collapse when sitting on a chair, so everyone sat on the floor.
When Alan saw it, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face:
"Sorry, I don't have any good furniture in my room. Just wait...I'll pour you some wheat tea."
After saying that, she turned around and entered a cubicle, and came out after a while holding a kettle.
She handed the cup filled with tea to Yan Zhou.
Yan Zhou politely took it with both hands.
He looked down at the yellowed tea, and there were a few wheat grains floating at the bottom.
Alan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Zhou taking a sip.
There is nothing valuable at home, so wheat tea is already a good drink for her.
"Woof woof!"
A little yellow dog got in through the crack of the door.
Wen Ke said in surprise: "Hey! You have a puppy at home!"
He rushed over.
Alan smiled when he saw that the yellow puppy turned its belly up comfortably and said:
"Laifu is very lively. He will run back from outside when he sees the guests."
Yan Zhou said: "Your tribe seems to be living a good life."
Compared to the slums in the outer areas where you can only eat poisonous food, here you can at least have food and clothing without taking into account the dangers outside.
Alan was stunned, then looked melancholy: "It's not bad..."
Someone knocked on the door outside.
"Alan! The patriarch wants to meet those outsiders."
(End of chapter)
