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Chapter 15
The black lamp blindly discovered that there was a triangular-headed viper squatting in front of his house, and Chu Huan's mood was a bit unspeakable. He has never had any cravings for small animals, but any animal with a trace of other ways to survive will basically avoid him spontaneously, and finally there is a cold poisonous snake running after him.
Don't ask for anything else, just come to a warm-blooded animal somehow?
His words and footsteps were interrupted at the same time, and Nan Shan immediately followed his gaze. At that time, I didn't know if it was Chu Huan's illusion. The snake seemed to shrink from the moment he looked at Nanshan.
The little poisonous snake, who was accidentally frightened, shook its tail, as if trying to escape with his tail sandwiched, but found that he was born with a deficiency and had nowhere to catch it. It had to hold itself tighter, spit out the letter one by one, moving its head up and down, quite nodding and bowing.
Chu Huan held his glasses stubbornly, and thought: "The snake has become a fine."
At the next moment, his powerful reason jumped out again to refute: "No, I am more nervous."
Although this recognition makes him a little hard to accept, Chu Huan's reason is still trying to convince himself.
"First of all, snakes are nearsighted and it is impossible to recognize people." He thought with reason. "Secondly, it has such a delicate little head, and there is still a large part of its venom gland left. Can you let go of your IQ?"
At this time, Nan Shan raised his hand to stop Chu Huan behind him, and then he leaned over and grabbed the talented snake with his bare hands. I saw the handsome patriarch's face sinking slightly, like carrying a hemp rope and shaking it mercilessly, not caring about the dignity of the thing as a poisonous snake with a blood-stained throat.
The cyan little snake's attempt to flee was unsuccessful, and he was caught in his hand droopingly, without any intention of attack.
Nan Shan warned softly: "Let me see you disturb him again, and I will cut you into three sections."
He was speaking in the language of the Liyi clan, although his voice was soft, his tone was extremely harsh. After hearing this, the poisonous snake quickly stretched his body into a straight long stick, pretending to be very dedicated, even considering the degree of corpse stiffness.
Chu Huan finally couldn't help but blurt out and asked, "Are you talking to it?"
Nan Shan casually threw the poisonous snake into the grass next to him. The little venomous snake got into the grass at lightning speed. After a while, another head popped out of the grass. Seeing that Nan Shan had no intention of catching up, Then he wandered away tremblingly.
Nan Shan: "It understands and doesn't bite."
In other words, is that a pet snake raised by someone in the clan? So just now, is it all trained?
This is not impossible, it must pass the world, and there is no wonder.
Chu Huan was surprised, but also a little relieved, because Nan Shan's words proved from the side that he was just a little bit ignorant, not an illusion.
Chu Huan repaired the patriarch's scepter for Nan Shan, and then sent the people away. Usually, if Nan Shan had the opportunity, he would definitely stay with him for a while. He was full of curiosity about everything on the other side of the river. The ghost problem of "cars run fast" can be studied enthusiastically for an afternoon. It is a book of "one hundred thousand whys".
But on this day, Nan Shan almost came and went in a hurry. Chu Huan escorted him to the door and saw from a distance many young men from the Liyi clan, patrolling the clan intensively, as well as a few sturdy women. Just as the cat was fiddling with something on the roof, with the abnormally bright moonlight, Chu Huan saw them set up large and small crossbows on the roof.
Chu Huan's imagination is barren, and his first reaction to the violent undercurrents of the Liyi tribe is whether there will be a beast disaster.
But immediately, Chu Huan remembered the scene where Flower bone and his little follower killed the wild boar, and rejected this view again.
Are there territorial disputes with other races?
Logically speaking, it doesn't seem to be the case. At least Chu Huan has seen no trace of other ethnic groups living nearby.
It can’t be a foreigner entering the country illegally, right?
It's really like that, and it's not something that the common people of a clan need to worry about.
Chu Huan lay on the bed with all kinds of unreliable guesses, and took out his gun from a small box beside the bed and placed it next to his pillow-it was not a defense, but Chu Huan was a little nervous. He said it can hypnotize and calm the nerves, just like a child's teddy bear pillow.
In the middle of the night, the place where the clothing tribe lived was completely silent. Only a few night owls screamed in the middle of the mountains and forests not far away. Suddenly, with a "squeak", the wood door of Chu Huan courtyard was gently pushed. When it was opened, the movement immediately awakened the sleeping house owner.
Who?
The Liyi people don’t want to sneak in, they all work together and share the fruits of their labor. The congenital conditions here are excellent and the resources are abundant. People can’t be hungry for anything at all. The patriarch’s personal prestige is enough to convince the public, and it’s like distribution on demand. To some extent, it was almost realized*.
Who would break into someone else's house in the middle of the night?
Chu Huan turned over silently, facing the door, his eyes opened a gap, but his breath was still pressed flat and long. It sounded like he was not awake yet, and his fingers on his side pinched the pistol.
Through the unusually bright moonlight, Chu Huan saw his door latch move.
The bolt on his door is the old wooden strip stuck in the groove. Right now, the wooden strip is slowly moving out of thin air, as if an invisible person is opening the door from the house.
With a sound of "Gada", the door latch fell off and the door was pushed open. A night breeze mixed with a faint fishy smell poured in from the door. Chu Huan saw a "person" standing in the back of his door.
Five or six-year-old children are so tall and have small heads...no, no, that's not a human being.
I saw that thing suddenly opened its arms, and there were translucent webs attached to the body under the arms. It raised its head, and its face was covered with hair in the moonlight, as if it was about to grow its neck, but Chu Huan did not hear a sound.
But the bell hanging on a big tree in front of his door rang, as if it was moved by something.
The bell was hung up by someone while he was away one day after he stayed in. Chu Huan thought it was a naughty child. There was a little breeze, and the little bell jingled very well, so he didn't care.
At this time, the bell quaked at a high frequency, making a rapid, almost piercing tremor, like a series of warnings.
The thing at the door suddenly spread out the webs behind it, and flew towards Chu Huan. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed and stopped in front of the black shadow, reaching out and grabbing it and pressing it to the ground.
Chu Huan's ears moved slightly involuntarily, and he heard a "Kera".
The neck of something was broken.
Everything happened in a flashlight. Chu Huan was sitting on the bed halfway, with his hand under the quilt on the trigger. His fingers were first tightened and then loosened again. Besides, he showed some kind of nonsense. Serenity like a mountain.
The black shadow who had just broken a neck raised his head and it was Nan Shan.
Chu Huan casually released his clasped fingers, and he smelled a rancid smell of blood.
The air is cold and humid.
This cannot be an illusion, and the illusion must be gradual, it cannot be so real.
Chu Huan slowly stretched out his hand to get the portable flashlight on the bedside, but Nan Shan grabbed his wrist on the way.
The temperature of a person came from Nan Shan's palm. He said, "Don't look, it's dead."
Chu Huan: "What is that?"
Nan Shan was silent for a while and replied: "The beast that broke in, wait a while, I will clean it up for you."
After speaking, he dragged things on the ground and strode out.
Chu Huan put on his clothes and sat halfway on the bed. Even if he didn't have the ability to read a book in the middle of the night, his night vision was absolutely not bad. Even if he didn't turn on the flashlight, he could see the creatures lying on the ground with only a little moonlight.
It was something he had never seen before. It was a human-like body, but his face was covered with hair-it was a wild boar-like mane, with gleaming scales, a protruding breastbone, and under his arms. Transparent webs, like hang gliding wings, are likely to fly.
When Nan Shan dragged it away, its nails hung on the ground, making a metallic collision sound, showing the degree of hardness.
Chu Huan does not lack field experience, nor has he never been to a zoo, but this animal is completely beyond his cognition.
Unknown animals, unknown plants, and strangely powerful children.
Chu Huan's gaze turned to his door—and how did the bolt fall off at that time?
At this moment, he heard Nan Shan whispering words to someone outside. Then, there was the sound of water in the yard. It seemed that someone was washing something. After washing for a long time, Nan Shan gently opened the door again.
This time, Nan Shan didn't say a word, but walked in quietly and came to Chu Huan's bed.
He washed his hands and face, with cold water vapor on his body, and the tips of his hair got a little wet. After standing for a while in front of Chu Huan's bed, he finally squeezed out two words: "Go to sleep."
After speaking, Nan Shan sat on the ground with his back leaning on Chu Huan's bed, facing the door.
Nan Shan is not bad at words, just asking him to organize a wonderful Chinese, always a little beyond the scope of his ability.
He wanted to say to Chu Huan, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to watch", and he swallowed it back. Because Nan Shan had said wrong several times in the afternoon, he couldn't help but deliberate this time before he spoke. After a while, I realized the impropriety of this sentence without fail.
Yes, although Chu Huan is "vulnerable", but he is not a child, so saying "Don't be afraid" seems to be disrespectful.
Since he couldn't say it, he had no choice but to express it in action.
This clumsy thoughtfulness fell into Chu Huan's eyes and made him feel soft.
Chu Huan moved in and patted the hard bed: "Come on."
Nan Shan did not refuse, turned over and lay down. There are several sweet-scented osmanthus trees near the patriarch’s house. Nan Shan often convenes the tribe to discuss some things there. The very light and shallow floral fragrance is naturally glued on his body, and he penetrates Chu Huan’s nostrils. It made him feel a little bit mad at the time.
For his precarious morals, Chu Huan provoked a topic.
"Hey," he stabbed Nan Shan in the shoulder, "just now, that big guy, can you eat meat?"
NaN s Han: "..."
He thought about it for a long time and replied: "No, the skin is too thick."
Facing Chu Huan's fearless spirit of food, Nan Shan remembered Chu Huan's silent expression when he was applying the medicine. He felt that he was too worried about just now, so he gave Chu Huan sincerely. Appreciation: "You are really a ferocious mammoth."
This time, he learned to express in Chinese.
Chu Huan is even more indigestion: "Well-let's say'brave', okay? I thank you, and there is no need for mammoths, and I am not fierce enough. In fact,'handsome' is enough. "
In the language of the Liyi people, there is actually no distinction between "fierce" and "brave". Both are commendatory terms. It can be seen that although this nation is friendly and enthusiastic, it has a wild aesthetic of drinking blood.
So Nan Shan asked very puzzledly: "Ferocious and brave are not the same?"
Chu Huan thought for a while: "...'Brave' sounds handsome."
This sentence contains complex synesthesia, which is beyond Nan Shan's understanding. However, this time, he did not do too much entanglement. He just turned over, faced Chu Huan, and said to him: "Winter is fast Here, we will cross the river for the last time this year and go there to sell things. Every time I take people there. There is something in the Hui family and I can't go away. Can you do it for me once?"
This request was made abruptly, perhaps to distract him, or perhaps to protect him, Chu Huan thought for a while-as the patriarch, Nan Shan should have his own considerations. He is an outsider, so he should try not to cause trouble to others. So I happily agreed: "Okay, I will stop by to see if there is any small musical instrument, and I will bring you one back."
He agreed, and Nan Shan was relieved immediately, and he was in the mood to chat with him: "Send me again? Why don't you want anything I gave you?"
"The things you gave are too expensive, and all I gave you to play with are small gadgets." Chu Huan remembered the big gem, still lingering in his heart, "If your stone is emerald, it can be worth my lifetime salary. Yes, if it’s outside, I just accept it, it’s embezzlement and bribery, and it must be punished."
Nan Shan didn't understand what "corruption and acceptance of bribes" meant, nor did he understand what "punishment" was. He explained sternly: "Then we are different from you, and everything we give is the same."
The Liyi family seems to live in a paradise without any concept of wealth. Chu Huangang wanted to organize a language to explain to him. He heard Nan Shan add: "For example, you are my friend. If you come from a distance, I will ask You drink a jar of wine. If you need it, my life is yours. There is no difference between the'expensive' things and the'inexpensive' things you said."