Chapter 88 Chapter 88

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date="2021-01-16"

title="Chapter 88 Chapter 88 "

weight="124721"

series = ["Banished to Another World"]

mode = "manual"

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Yuan Zhan followed Yan Mo to the dwarves.

"Oze and them have tried to get close twice, but their language is different from ours. See if you can understand them." Yuan Zhan saw that the dwarves had their weapons hanging down, and they raised their hands and pressed them down. .

In the heavy rain, the vision was poor. A warrior behind Yuanzhan was responsible for delivering the leader’s message. When he saw Yuanzhan’s gestures, he immediately raised his spear towards the dwarf, and those behind him followed suit. , So they put away their spears one by one.

Lang Lang said to the elder Chacha next to him: "Look, I said they are not hostile."

Elder Chacha rolled his eyes.

Lang Lang suddenly stretched out his hand to Yan Mo, "That person must have a different status. He is sitting on something very interesting, and I want to have one too."

"Do you want everyone to carry you away? Dreaming!" Elder Chacha vetoed it.

"But it gave me a lot of inspiration. We can remodel this thing, use it to carry food, carry the wounded, and use it to carry heavy things. Do you think they will give me such a thing? "

"Patriarch! Now is not the time to consider these, they are here!"

Seeing the giants walking up the dirt hill on the mud, Lang Lang turned around and shouted.

The old, weak, sick and disabled of the Momo clan retreated to the back of the team when they heard the sound.

All the dwarves who had originally sat on the ground stood up, some scattered around the patriarch, and some surrounded the incompetent clansmen.

The original war raised his hand.

The team stopped advancing. After a long period of training, these Awu warriors have now learned how to convey and execute instructions as quickly as possible in inclement weather, so even if the order to stop comes suddenly, there is no panic scene of the person behind hitting the person in front.

The two sides are about ten meters apart.

The heavy rain blocked the view, but Yan Mo still roughly counted the number of dwarves, about two hundred.

Lang Lang walked out of the tribe, and Elder Chacha and two soldiers followed him closely.

Yuan Zhan also came out, the guards and the warriors did not move, they received the command of the leader before they came, everything is mainly to protect the priest.

Lang Lang looked up at Yuan Zhan who strode over, and said loudly: "Hey, big man, don't come here anymore, I don't want to speak to your thigh!"

Yuan Zhan communicated with the dwarf for the first time. He heard what the strong dwarf standing in the front said to him, but he did not understand. He also said loudly in Jiuyuan: "Little dwarfs, where are you from? What do you want to do here?"

Yan Mo's mouth twitched when he heard the original words later. Maybe his first job was to teach them the language and art of the leader, but the words that the dwarf said were not civilized.

Fortunately, the little dwarfs did not understand Yuan Zhan's words.

Lang Lang said that it was painful not to be able to communicate, but even if he wanted to show it with pictures in this damn rainy day, he had certain difficulties.

Yuan Zhan is waiting to see if the opponent has a clan witch character similar to Mo.

Considering that he was here for help, Lang Lang continued to make gestures and said: "Big guys, we hope to go to your mountain to shelter from the rain. In exchange, we can give you some combs. Oh, look at your mess. Hair, heavy rain makes them worse."

Sure enough, the races with rich and fluent language are not... simple. Yan Mo muttered in his heart that a few combs wanted to cover the accommodation fee for more than two hundred people. This is no longer shrewd, but cunning. The dwarf must also take this opportunity to find out where their bottom line is. By the way, also want to take this test. What about their IQ?

The behavior of the dwarves reminded him of the fact that people from some so-called advanced countries in the original world went to primitive tribes to explore, and exchanged a plastic lighter for a dollar for a bunch of valuable gems.

Perhaps in the eyes of primitive tribesmen, the value of a plastic lighter is even higher than those gems that cannot be eaten or used. If you replace him when he first came, even if he is now, he would be willing to use a pile of beautiful stones In exchange for a more useful plastic lighter.

But the problem is that he is not a primitive aboriginal who knows nothing. His values ​​have already taken shape, so when someone wants to use a few combs in exchange for a long-term accommodation for two hundred people, he was amused and even more exasperated- ―Is he being used as an old hat by the indigenous people?

Yuan Zhan heard that his priest seemed to sneer, but he didn't hear Silent speak, and he didn't know whether Silent did not understand the words of the dwarves, or had other plans, and finally he chose to remain silent for the time being.

A group of giants remained silent in front of them, without a smile on their faces, and there was still a heavy cold rain in the sky. Lang Lang and the other dwarves said that the pressure was great.

"Well, I thought you were a group of smart people, but your performance is obviously just a group of big idiots who don't know how to express and communicate." He sighed loudly, pulled out his beloved comb from his hair, and took a few steps forward. Raised his hand to the original war.

Yuanzhan took the comb and glanced at random. This comb, which is silently called a comb, looks more delicate than the one picked up last time. The comb teeth are very even and smooth, and the comb back is beautifully carved with vines.

"Hey, did you see it? Do you like it? Express it! Do you want more?" Lang Lang wiped the rain off his face and asked urgently.

Yuan Zhan inserted the comb into his belt. When Mo's hair grows long, this comb can be used. Then continue to watch Lang Lang in silence.

"Hey! Big guy, you can't just take my comb but it doesn't mean anything!" Lang Lang jumped down and waved his hand, "Hey, talk, didn't you talk just now? Oh, my God, Maybe you are not hostile, but your head is obviously harder than a rock!"

Lang Lang turned his head and said sadly to Elder Cha and the others: "That stupid guy took my comb and didn't plan to return it to me. Are we going to declare war on them?"

Elder Chacha wanted to cover his face to show that he did not know the person in front of him. He really wanted to change to a more normal patriarch, but the other elders and clansmen disagreed.

Just when the dwarves didn't know what to do, another elder came out more and more.

When Elder Chacha saw this, Xiao Xiao let out a sigh of relief. Finally, there is still someone in the clan who can control the patriarch and is more reliable.

"Master Ancestral Shaman." Lang Lang and Elder Cha saluted the elder together. Ancestral Shaman is the most special existence among their dwarves. Although they are also elders, both the patriarch and other elders will respect them.

Elder Ancestral Shaman with long braids is a very beautiful female dwarf. She nodded to Yuanzhan, handed the wooden board that had just been carved to Yuanzhan, and then raised her eyes to look at Yan Mo who was sitting on the chairlift.

Elder Ancestral Shaman clenched his fists and collided up and down, with his left hand up and right hand down, placed on his chest, and at the same time nodded to Yan Mo. This is the etiquette of the dwarf race.

"Dear shaman, your strength is water and tears can't hide it. I am Ancestral Shaman of Momo, Katie."

Listen, this is the opening remarks that the two "nations" should have! Yan Mo sat upright, pressed his right fist to his left chest, and nodded in return, while staring at the little man who was less than one meter tall.

The other party said that he could feel his power. Why would Katie cross the original battle and talk to him directly? Because they are sorcerers?

Seeing that Yan Mo just returned a gift but didn't speak, Katie was a little disappointed. She didn't expect the giant wizard to understand her, but she hoped that the other party could take the initiative to do something.

"Before the snow fell, the ancestral spirit whispered to me, the bloodline that appeared in the mountain land, the danger is approaching, and greed swallows everything. I thought the ancestral spirit was telling us that the danger came from the bloodline. But not long ago, when those monsters Attacking us, I know that the danger refers to them. When I asked the ancestral spirits for help again, they pointed in this direction. Dear shaman, my race is seeking your help, if you are willing to help us through this period In difficult times, our family will repay you."

Katie told the truth about the fact that the other party couldn't understand, and this would make her request look more sincere.

The spirit of ancestors? Does it mean that Ancestral Shaman of the dwarf race can communicate with the ghosts of the dwarven ancestors? Are there really ghosts in this world? Or some kind of conscious energy body?

Yan Mo carefully studied Katie's narrative, hoping to find out more information about the Ancestral Shaman's abilities and the dwarves.

Analyzing from Katie’s words, the murmurs of the dwarven ancestor spirits are not like prophecies, but rather like they pick out the things they have seen, highlight the key points and content related to the safety of the dwarves, tell this Ancestral Shaman, and then let it go. This Ancestral Shaman analyzes and understands himself.

Yuan Zhan over there has also clearly seen the content engraved on the wooden board, that is a simple but clear stick figure.

In the painting, a group of dwarves walked into the city, a dwarf gave something to the giant, and the giant already had some fruits and strange objects in his hands.

Yuan Zhan walked back to Yan Mo and handed him the board.

Yan Mo lowered his head and glanced briefly, then looked up at Katie and the group of dwarves again.

"They probably want to exchange with us and let us take them in. The same thing happened in the original tribe before. Usually we would ask for food or slaves, but a group of dwarf slaves? What can they do when they are so small?" Yuan Zhan's tone was extremely disgusting. "Can you understand them?"

"Yes. Don't underestimate the dwarf. Concentration is the essence."

"What?" Yuan Zhan didn't understand.

Yan Mo didn't explain, he asked the guards to lift him closer to the dwarves, but he didn't have that loud voice, and spread his voice so far in the heavy rain.

Seeing the strange giant, who was not like a teenager and an old man, was sitting on that strange thing approaching them, the dwarves were all watching each other, and some were whispering.

Elder Chacha asked Katie respectfully: "Master Ancestral Shaman, is that man a clan witch of the giant race?"

"It's very possible that his status is very high among the big men, but he doesn't look as strong as those big men, so he is either a clan leader or a clan witch, or at least an elder." Katie said of her analysis.

Lang Lang stared at Katie with extremely enthusiastic eyes, but said something very serious, "Those big men should understand what we mean after seeing your painting. Do you think they will agree?"

"I don't know, it's a pity that we don't speak the language with them, and it takes some time to communicate.

Chacha looked at the tribe with worry, "Although our bodies are strong, but after so long in the rain, I am afraid the children will get sick."

"I am also very worried about your children." A very comfortable voice suddenly entered the ears of the dwarves.

Katie, Lang Lang, and Elder Chacha turned around and looked at Yan Mo in surprise.

The dwarves who had been talking quietly raised their heads in shock whenever they heard this sentence.

Yan Mo consciously made his voice softer, "So let us go to the city to avoid the rain. I think you must really want a safe, dry, and warm place to restore your body temperature at this time. It is best to have another bowl of heat. Thick and thick broth?"

Many of the dwarves swallowed saliva. They hadn't eaten anything for a whole day.

Fire, hot soup, shelter from the rain, that is what they desire most now.

"You, you, you... can understand us? You still speak us? No, your pronunciation is wrong, but why can I understand what you are saying?" Katie was shocked and his eyes opened wide.

The other dwarves were also incredulous.

Seeing the shocked appearance of the dwarves, the Awu warriors stood out together, their chests full of pride. They don't understand, but they can see what the other's expression means.

Yuan Zhan smiled triumphantly, only I have such a priest! Dadizhi must look at his offspring very pleasing to the eye, and then he will find Mo.

Yan Mo smiled, "Because I am the priest of the Jiuyuan tribe. Dear Elder Katie, I know you have a lot of questions, and I do the same. Let us go back to the city to settle down. The tribe has just been built, and the city is still very simple, but settled down. There are still places for you."

This is the advantage of building such a big city ahead of time. There is no room for a large number of visitors to live in. The turrets and the four towers on the city wall are just squeezed, and it is absolutely not a problem to live in two hundred dwarves.

That night, a total of 206 dwarves lived in the north tower and turret under Yan Mo's arrangement.

The dwarves already knew that Yan Mo could understand them, so they didn't do any more concealment-they had leaked a lot when they thought the other party could not understand them.

Yan Mo learned from the patriarch Langlang and Ancestral Shaman Katie all the dwarves were killed and escaped.

The first is that when Katie communicated with the ancestral spirit, he was reminded of the danger. They made preparations, but because they did not know where the danger came from, and who would bring them to the danger, they were not prepared enough.

Then winter came, and a large group of hungry little monsters rushed into the forest. They were addicted to meat. After occasionally hunting down a few dwarves, they turned their attention to the Momo people living on the edge of the forest. These monsters can not only climb trees, They can also drill holes and have a particularly strong learning ability. They saw the Momo clan using wood as weapons, and they quickly imitated it.

After that, the dwarves fled to the edge of the forest, resisting the attacks of the monsters, and went out looking for food. Katie communicated with the ancestor spirit again at this time and was instructed to escape to the northeast. So the dwarves spent a lot of time digging a tunnel from the edge of the forest to the northeast grassland. They dug from the deep winter to a month ago, and in order to confuse the greedy monsters, they dug within this month. Quite a few other short tunnels.

Later, when the rainstorm came, the water in the underground caves could not be drained completely. The dwarves had to leave the more hidden caves and escape to the trees. The dwarves thought that the monsters would also hide from the rain during the rainstorm, but the little monsters were actually there. Attacked them in the heavy rain.

In desperation, the dwarves could only temporarily abandon their homes. After discussion, they were divided into two batches. One group fled deeper in the forest to seek help from other dwarves, and the other group attracted those monsters to chase them and use them. The tunnel dug before escaped from the bottom of the forest and into the grassland.

The next night, Yuan Zhan, who came back from a busy day, asked Yan Mo: “Did they use any special methods to block the caves they escaped from? I strengthened my defense and patrols last night, but I haven’t seen those until now. The little monster chased it out."

"I asked them about this." Yan Mo said: "Katie didn't tell me the secret that dwarves are good at digging holes, but she also reassures us that they will block up the holes they dig, and those little monsters are impossible to find. Here."

"If so, how can they not get rid of those little monsters in the forest and have to escape here?"

Yan Mo gave him a thumbs up, "I also asked this question. Katie said that they blocked the hole very quickly, but it took time to dig the hole. It took them half of the winter to dig through the cave here. . And I think they don’t dig tunnels deep in the forest. Except for the roots of the trees under the ground, it is difficult to dig holes without hurting the roots. They probably don’t want to lead those monsters to other dwarves."

Yuan Zhan said that he would continue to observe the dwarves, so that Yan Mo would pay more attention to their secrets of digging.

After confessing everything, the dwarves who thought they were very sincere quickly lost the shyness and reservedness of the guests, and began wandering around the Jiuyuan tribe on the third day after coming.

"What is this?" Elder Cha could not wait to ask.

"city."

Lang Lang: "What is it for?"

"Used to protect local residents and resist foreign enemies."

Katie has more questions, "Why is it built like this? What is the use of this opening? How was this called a turret and a tower built? Is it enough to just add bricks to the top? Why is the city wall so thick and so high? That moat..."

Yan Mo answered that he was tired, and directly put on an expression that this was the secret of the tribe and couldn't tell.

"Priest, please answer one more question! What materials did you use? Why are they so strong?" The question of Dede and Gegeti, who came to us, didn’t count, they even took out the stone pickaxe they got from the little monster and went to the wall. And hit the ground.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows, and the guard was furious.

The Awu warrior who was patrolling just saw it, and rushed to pick up Dede and Gege.

The Awu warrior was very angry. Elder Cha covered his face. Lang Lang and Katie turned their heads when they didn't see them. Yan Mo said kindly and honestly: "When you beat everyone, the medicinal materials are also very precious."

So the Awu warrior who was angry with Dede and Gege trying to destroy the city wall "lightly" beat the two dwarves.

Although the dwarves were beaten, they were full of great interest and enthusiasm for the entire city. Even the heavy rain outside could not stop them from exploring, let alone some skin injuries.

Because the city had just been built and there was nothing inside, Yan Mo was not afraid that they would look at it, so he let it go for them to see and study.

From the conversations and contacts with the dwarves, he has discovered that although these dwarves are a little too familiar, they are not so smart. Although they have not reached the point where everyone is inferior to one another, Yan Mo really feels like them. Communication is much easier than with the Awu people.

While the dwarves observe the Jiuyuan tribe, the residents of the Jiuyuan tribe and Yan Mo are also observing them.

Gradually, Yan Mo had an idea. One day, he asked Wuchen and Meng to deliberately discuss the construction of the suspension bridge in front of the dwarf. The last model they made failed. This was the second attempt after revision. Gege and Dede who passed by were unsurprisingly attracted by the new thing of the suspension bridge, and they quickly threw their hearts on them.

Suddenly, Wuchen felt a sense of crisis. He began to study more diligently. He automatically reduced his sleep and exercise time. He almost spent sleepless nights studying the suspension bridge system, trying to come up with feasible solutions before the dwarves.

What was wrong with the only disciple, Yan Mo quickly discovered, and quickly stopped his non-wolf game behavior.

"Your expertise is not here. Before, I really lacked manpower to let you and Meng be responsible for this. But like Meng is more suitable to be a fighter and fighter leader, you are more suitable to be a comprehensive management. Those who minor in medicine and arithmetic, and want to be a good manager, force is also essential. Remember, no matter what you do in the future, you must ensure daily sleep, three meals and warrior training, if you fail , Or if you do such an uncomfortable behavior, I will throw you into Qingyuan Lake to feed the mermaid!"

Wuchen nodded seriously, and then laughed silly again. Master is caring about him!

Yan Mo casually slapped the stupid disciple on the back of his head, and waited until his palm touched Wuchen's hair to remember that he was still under punishment, but it was too late to stop.

Wuchen felt that he was immersed in the warm and comfortable feeling again, and soon, the discomfort accumulated in the past few days disappeared.

"Master!" Wuchen was moved to tears.

Yan Mo wanted to cry too, and wasted again! What Yan Mo didn't expect was that he not only wasted an opportunity to pretend to be a stick and benevolent, but his stupid disciple even cheated him by the way.

Wuchen has been wrong in the past few days, Yuan Zhan has also found out, but now he looks at the little boy who walks with joy on the opposite side, he feels that his face is no longer the tiredness of seeing him in the morning, and he is no longer dragging his feet. , The eye circles are no longer dark.

Wuchen saw Yuanzhan and immediately stopped and saluted.

"You just came out of Mo?" Yuan Zhan asked him.

"Yes." Wuchen was honest, and more afraid of Yuanzhan. After listening to his question, he said everything that should and shouldn't be said at the moment. After he said that, he didn't forget to pierce his master with a knife, with a touched expression on his face: " The master is so kind to me. He blessed me twice in such a short time. He told me not to speak out. Of course I wouldn't say it!" But telling the chief, it certainly doesn't count.

He was just skeptical just now, unexpectedly...! Yuan Zhan shook the wooden spear tightly, so tightly that he could hold the wooden spear in the palm of his hand, so that he could not resist kicking the boy who had taken a huge advantage on the other side under the city wall.

On the same day, Yan Mo discovered that Yuan Zhan had also begun to turn wrong.

After Gege and Dede, the dwarves discovered that Yan Mo was teaching Awu children. Many people came uninvited. Very cheeky people squeezed into the "classroom" with a slate and a charcoal.

The children and teenagers of the Awu ethnic group repelled them at first, and their language barriers caused a lot of misunderstanding between the two ethnic groups. They fought more than three or five fights in just three or five days.

Chief Lang Lang and the elders of the dwarves said that children should do more hands. If they do more hands, their brains can be more active, and the hands mentioned here also include fighting. As for the fact that many of the dwarves are not children, they don’t see it. When asked, they will refute: Come on, your five-year-old children are as tall as us, and your six-year-olds are very unfair to hit us. Up!

Yan Mo held back his smile very hard, seeing that his students did not suffer, and did not care, but intentionally or unconsciously let Wuchen coordinate the relationship between the students and the dwarves.

The dwarves are not blindly taking advantage. They like to give combs to others. After living for ten days, the Awu people basically have a special wooden comb made by dwarves.

"Mo..." Ai Ai leaned to Yan Mo's side.

"what's up?"

"Did you fight with Zhan?"

"what?"

"No? I know!" He slapped his thigh, "Then you must have not satisfied him in the past few days, his anger can be as big as twenty miles away and you can see the black smoke from his head!"

Yan Mo, "..."

He shook his head violently, with a look of sympathy for his brother, "Mo, how long have you not let him sleep? Last time I asked him if his ability rises so fast, is it related to your frequent sleep, but he didn't answer me, Beat me and the people under me one by one. These days he came again, always saying to exercise us, and then he beat us desperately, look at my face, now everyone sees the war and goes around."

Yan Mo, "..."

He wanted to pat Yan Mo on the shoulder and paused in the air again, "Ah, I forgot, Zhan said you can't touch it now. By the way, is this the reason why you didn't sleep with Zhan? Mo, why can't you let it now? People touch? How long can I recover? In addition to war, I have been waiting for you...what is that word called? By the way, study, when can you study me?"

"Er Meng, Dofei looks like an old woman, and you can sleep. Should I say that you are true love?"

"True love? What's that? Why can't you sleep when you become an old woman? Anyway, you can't see it at night."

Livestock! Yan Mo motioned to the guard, "Kick this guy out."

The two guards walked to Meng's side with weird expressions.

Scratching his head violently, he didn't understand how the little priest suddenly became angry.

When walked out of the tower, there was a flash of light in brain. what! He knew, it must be because Xiao Momo couldn't be touched, and Zhan couldn't satisfy him, so both of them were very angry, tusk, too pitiful.

In the evening, it is said that Yuan Zhan, who was very angry and extremely irritable, walked into the East Tower with a dark face. Now he and Yan Mo are living here temporarily.

Seeing Wuchen still there, Hara Zhan reached out and pointed at the door.

Wuchen stood up immediately, looked at Yan Mo first, and after Yan Mo nodded, he saluted the two and left.

Yuan Zhan walked over and pressed the animal skin door curtain with a stone. They hadn't had time to make the wooden door.

Yan Mo prepared the medicine and said casually: "Is it uncomfortable? The rain has been falling for almost 20 days. I heard from the dwarves that the rain will stop for three or two days at most, so bear with it. The sun will be fine."

Yuan Zhan walked up to Yan Mo and sat down beside him, staring at him, his eyes full of eager desire and almost cruel desire/hope.

Yan Mo couldn't stand his stare. He put down his hand and looked up at him, "What's wrong with you these past few days? Do you want me to dispense a fire-killing medicine?"

"Thirty-one days!"

"You have a wrong memory. It is thirty-three days. I can walk in three days."

"I'm not mistaken, I haven't met you for 31 days!" Yuan Zhan's expression seemed to eat people, and he seemed to be extremely patient.

"I want to touch you! I want to hug you! I want to touch you! I want to sleep with you!" Yuan Zhan moved his butt and moved closer to Yan Mo by a fist. The two are very close now.

Yan Mo can't go anywhere while sitting on the animal skin. He doesn't want to play the discordant game of chasing me and crawling. So he calmly said: "Your condition is a disease. The name of the disease is skin hunger. People who lack love will get sick."

Having said that, he was suddenly thoughtful, "In this way, I am afraid that more than 90% of the people in this world are suffering from this disease." Primitives don’t care about cuddling and cuddling. They often leave them in tents when they are young. In or near the feet of the worker, throw it out for his own play when he gets older, or the older child takes the younger child.

"You said I was sick?" Yuan Zhan said in a strange tone.

"Yes." Yan Mo didn't hear it, he was still thinking about it.

Yuan Zhan grinned grimly, raised his hand and stripped himself, puffing up his chest, "Then you can cure me!"

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