Although I'm afraid I won't be able to activate high-level Taoist techniques like "Broken Thousand Catties" in a short period of time, but with "Ghost Step" and the three "Underworld Rulers" in my hand, if the condition is good, ordinary characters should be able to
Thinking of this, I felt confident enough to deal with it. I used some formulas and Taoist techniques that I knew could assist recovery. I stood aside and just hoped that my injury would be relieved faster.
In comparison, Ding Ling seemed much more comfortable. This silly girl had nothing to do. She bandaged my wound while thinking about her thoughts. She finally wrapped it up. When she got bored, she untied it and then bandaged it up again.
, then untied it, and seeing her having fun there, I was amused by this silly girl, hugged her over, and waited in a daze for those people to disperse.
However, unexpectedly, after waking up several times, those people did not leave too far. The most recent time, those guys were under the stone statue. Although those tribesmen did not speak human language, judging from the tone,
, they also expressed doubts about our whereabouts.
I have to complain here. The IQs of these guys are indeed not very high. It may be because they live in seclusion in the mountains and do not know much about the outside world. Their ability to track people is really not very good. Although when I came up, I deliberately
The traces on the stone statue have been wiped away, but as long as you pay attention, you can still find some clues. Since they can't find it, they can only say that they are not smart enough.
But facts often remind us that stupid people often have a great side, and these people are no exception. Their greatness lies in their persistence. Let’s put it this way, I spent several hours searching for those people with no results.
He has no intention of leaving. This alone is enough to make me ashamed.
Seeing the sky getting darker, I was extremely anxious. Other than that, I was most worried about Guigui. Guigui had a special physique and could only last about three days without transferring the spiritual energy.
That is to say, if I can't return to that girl within three days, something big will happen to that little girl. When I think about this, I feel a little restless. I can make sure by calculating with the soles of my feet. I will go down now.
It's simply sending yourself to death.
Compared to the masked woman, the following naked men with knee-length hair really didn’t look like bad guys. I glanced at them a few times, and all of them had slovenly beards.
They are like savages, not only rough, but downright rough. With such a bear thing, there is no guarantee that these guys will do anything special.
"Hey, look." I was closing my eyes to rest my mind. Ding Ling pulled my sleeves and pointed down and asked me, "Look, they put on their clothes!"
"Real or false..." When I heard this, I was also very curious. I looked in the direction pointed by Ding Ling. As the night became darker, those people really put on their clothes.
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However, what is disturbing is that the clothes these people wear neither look like the mandarin jackets from the Ming and Qing Dynasties nor the slanted robes from long ago. The clothes they wear make me sad.
I remembered the "filial piety clothes" often mentioned in northern folk customs: a rectangular piece of white cloth with a hole in the middle, covering the head and wrapping it around the waist with a silk ribbon of white cloth. Everything is so simple and natural.
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However, the clothes those people wore were not that simple. They also wore the most basic clothes and trousers. However, this is not the point. The point is that at some point, those people all appeared in unison. They were more than one meter tall.
Pointed hats like ice cream cones were placed on their heads! Coupled with the simple and simple masks that were either black or white, I found that at this time, they clearly showed that kind of look.
A strange look like black and white impermanence!
Damn it!!! Seeing this situation, I was suddenly shocked. After looking carefully, I was even more sure of my thoughts. Yes, all of them were dressed exactly the same as the black and white impermanent ghosts we encountered!
But...that's not right...the ghosts I saw did appear in a state similar to souls. They were invisible to the naked eye. Moreover, those things were far taller than these weirdos.
It can be compared. Is it possible that there is something fishy here?
Thinking of this, I was very curious. I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, but I saw those people gathering together in twos and threes, as if they were talking about something. This time, I really found some interesting phenomena.
From the analysis of their situation, the situation of male superiority and female inferiority in this group is very obvious. The men gather together and hold their shoulders and give orders, while the graceful women wearing masks are also wearing clothes very similar to those of black and white.
, However, the low-browed girls are hiding in the outermost part of the capital. Looking at their humble attitude, you can tell that their status is far inferior to those tall and strong men.
What makes me even more interesting is that these women are not only humble, but the hats on their heads are far less tall and sharp than those of the men. The longest one is less than half a meter...
Haha, looking at it this way, this Jiutou tribe is really an ancient clan with strict hierarchies. Thinking of this, I looked at Ding Ling with a smile, but Ding Ling blinked his big eyes and looked puzzled: "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing." I said, raising the corners of my mouth like a tall person, and then cast my gaze downwards. As the night became darker and darker, the tribesmen chatting around the stone platform gradually gathered towards the middle of the stone platform.
It was different from what I imagined. In the night, the surrounding fog became more and more scary, but the fog near the alchemy cauldron became much thinner.
Ding Ling does not have the ability to see at night, so he can only see roughly. But with the help of ghost vision, I can see the situation there clearly. As there was a commotion in the crowd, several people wearing black and white belts
People wearing patterns similar to a grid came up, and after careful counting, there were about a dozen people.
These people are like wearing a mosaic, and they are very different from other people. From a distance, most of them are old men with beards and white hair reaching their knees.
They walked over, and the people surrounding them all got out of the way as if they were avoiding the plague. Looking at the demeanor and expressions of those people, it reminded me of the gang elders in martial arts novels. They were old enough, with a high status, and few words.
The language also carries a strong sense of mystery.
"What are these people doing?" Seeing those elder-looking people forming a circle around Danding, Ding Ling poked me and asked in a low voice.