"I'm beaten!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This is a jungle, a vast jungle!

A deer fell to the ground with a bang. The leader put down the long blower in his hand and muttered reservedly.

Chen Mo, who was naked, translated: "He said this was just casual, he didn't like to eat this."

Several soldiers went over and pulled down the "hidden weapon" on the deer, returned it to the leader, and then carried the deer and everyone continued to move forward.

“How far is it?”

Liao A San's right arm was bandaged near his wrist. This was bitten by an unknown little fish when he was preparing to fish by the river a few days ago.

Fortunately, the leader responded quickly at that time, otherwise the little fish with sharp teeth would have bit off his wrist frantically.

Chen Mo was very proud because he had a good relationship with the leader, so after some adjustment, the two of them talked and gestured, and could basically guess what the other party meant.

The leader had already changed into a grass skirt and wore a straw hat. He communicated with Chen Mo for a while. He pointed in front and stretched out three fingers.

"Three days! He said he would definitely arrive in three days."

Huang Jinlu nodded, and then the team moved forward slowly.

At night, the leader found a campsite, and everyone washed and peeled all the prey they had along the way, and then they were too lazy to take care of it, so they just roasted the fire.

They walked a long way from the beach and were intercepted halfway through. Finally, they relied on the relationship of the leader and used a kitchen knife to open the way, so that they could reach the forest.

They had been trekking in the forest for a long time. The leader originally wanted to take them to take the boat, but after seeing the little poor boat, Huang Jinlu and others shook their heads.

The fire broke out and smoke filled the jungle.

Chen Mo carefully found a place to sit down, then stepped on a few red ants to death, and said comfortably: "Now..."

"stand up!"

When Huang Jinlu saw him sitting down, he shouted, and at the same time he drew out his long sword and rushed over.

Chen Mo also felt that the bottom of his butt was moving, like...

"ah……"

Chen Mo bounced up suddenly, but he was one step late. The colorful python under his butt immediately wrapped around his calves, and dragged him to the ground with force.

A long-tailed monkey carrying a child on the branch screamed, rushed up in two strokes, and then screamed at the python.

The python slowly and firmly wrapped around, the snake's head circled up, the snake's confidence swallowed and spitted, and the snake's eyes were cold.

"Old Huang help..."

Chen Mo was wrapped in a python on the ground, and he called for help in despair.

Huang Jinlu was the first to arrive, and he walked around the back of the python and chopped it off with a knife.

The python wrapped around Chen Mo twisted and struggled, but then became tighter and tighter.

"Old Huang, ah..."

The python accelerated and immediately wrapped itself around Chen Mo's neck. Then, after he was retracted, Chen Mo's words behind him were strangled back.

Huang Jinlu chopped and chopped continuously. The leader came over to stop his violence. Then he took a branch, found a small hole near the tail of the python, and poked it in with the branch.

Huang Jinlu looked at the python slowly letting go of Chen Mo, and then fell down in circles.

The leader took out a knife, stabbed it into the python with one knife, and quickly retreated.

Huang Jinlu dragged Chen Mo back to the side and watched the python as the thickness of an arm churned on the ground.

Chen Mo's face turned a little blue, and he gasped. The mosquito-repellent plants made noises from time to time in the fire, and everyone stared blankly at the python that was gradually calming.

After a long time, the python stopped moving. Chen Mo touched the painful ribs and asked Huang Jinlu: "Old Huang, how did he let the python loosen just now?"

Huang Jinlu pointed at the python, and several soldiers took their knives to cut the snake into the skin, and then roasted it.

For strangers, this place is extremely dangerous, but with the leadership of the leader, they will at least not lack food.

Huang Jinlu stared blankly at the soldiers cutting their skins and said, "It seems like a place to shit."

Chen Mo touched his back with his back hand and said with some fear: "Old Huang, I will never come here again next time, I swear! It must!"

A vulture swooped down from the air, and the leader shouted and asked everyone to take action.

The vulture spread its wings and covered the sky. There was a circle of silver hair on its neck, as if it was wearing a silver ring.

"Can you eat it?"

Chen Mo stood up and asked.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In the smoke of gunpowder, the vulture suddenly withdrew its wings in the air, and after a strange scream, it fell head-on.

A soldier drew his sword and rushed forward, and the moment the vulture landed and rebounded, he swung his sword.

The feathers flew, and the vultures that had lost their heads jumped around and were finally knocked down with one kick.

A strange cry came from the sky. When everyone looked up, it was another vulture crying. It circled several times but refused to leave.

"If you have the ability, come down!"

Chen Mo recovered his energy again. He patted a mosquito to death with his backhand and went to clean up the vulture with pride.

The leader shook his head and kicked the vulture with one kick.

“Can’t eat it?”

The leader nodded, then retching for a while, and Chen Mo understood.

"We must find that tribe as soon as possible, otherwise..."

...

On the third day, the leader who was exploring the way forward suddenly stopped. Chen Mo leaned over and saw that more than ten steps away, a long tube was aimed at the leader, and then aimed at him again.

"Friends! Friends of the Ming Dynasty! We are friends!"

Chen Mo raised his hands, shook his waist and hips, and his pants slid down.

Since he was recognized by the leader, he believed that the people here like to meet sincerely and it is best not to wear clothes.

There was a long tube next to it, and the leader talked a lot, but it seemed like he was talking to a chicken and a duck.

A man with unknown paint applied to his face walked out. He only had a grass skirt on his body, his hair was very long and his eyes were sharp.

The leader stretched out his hands and said something again, but the man ignored him and walked to Chen Mo and looked down.

Chen Mo also looked down and said with a smile: "Friends! We are friends from the Ming Dynasty. Look, we all have the same skin color and look the same. We were all brothers hundreds of years ago!"

Huang Jinlu was sweating for him from behind and whispered: "Prepare to do it!"

This former pirate is not a good man. If these people take action, he can guarantee that he will slaughter the whole place.

The musket quietly loaded the bullet and quietly raised its sight.

The long sword slowly unsheathed, but the bow and arrow lost its effect because of the moisture.

There was gradually more movement in the woods, and there were sounds all around.

Huang Jinlu's forehead was sweating, and he was worried about the blower.

There are blow drums in the tribe by the sea. Huang Jinlu has seen them. The long blow drums can accurately hit the target within dozens of steps.

Moreover, the blowing arrows blown out of the blower have toxins that can numb people. Once shot, you can almost declare that you are dead.

Those warriors would cut off the enemy's heads and cheer for their victory.

"It's brother!"

Chen Mo slowly turned around for a week, looking very amiable with a smile.

The leader untied the decoration on his neck and threw it to the visitor, then took a few steps back.

The person who came looked at the statue above, then looked at Huang Jinlu and others, then shouted a few words, and the rustling sound around him accelerated.

Huang Jinlu looked at the natives who came out of the jungle around him and said slowly: "Don't do it, be careful."

There was actually a woman among these dozens of people, but Chen Mo didn't have the intention to peek at this time. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he let the native man pat his shoulder.

The natives took a few steps back, then pointed at Chen Mo and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This time, even the leader laughed. He pointed at Chen Mo's lower body and said a few words.

Huang Jinlu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Chen Mo's little one will be laughed at everywhere he goes. In addition, he is fat and it doesn't seem threatening to look like it, OK!"

The leader turned around and waved his hand, indicating that the threat had been lifted, but Huang Jinlu still did not dare to be careless and asked people to continue to be on guard.

Chen Mo came back and asked for a small bowl, but the leader shook his head, pointed at the distance, and signaled to wait until it was later.

The group was surrounded by these natives and walked for about three or four miles before they saw the tribe.
To be continued...