Gongliang forgot where he was. When he opened his eyes, he saw an old, hairy face and was suddenly shocked.
Only then did he remember that he was in the hairy tribe, and the owner of the hairy face in front of him was the chief of the hairy tribe.
When Ada, the leader of the Mao tribe, saw him waking up, he burst into tears of joy and said, "My benefactor, you are awake. Thank you so much for helping our Mao tribe get rid of this scourge."
Ada took a few steps back and bowed down with his clan members.
"It's just a little effort. Chief, please get up quickly." Gongliang quickly stepped forward and helped Ada up.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor. If it hadn't been for my benefactor, I don't know how many people in our hairy tribe would have been harmed by this evil beast."
"Chief, don't call me Bengong. My name is Gongliang. Everyone in the tribe calls me A-Liang. You can also call me A-Liang!"
"How can this work? How can this work?"
In the end, he couldn't refuse, so Ah Da had no choice but to agree: "Then I'll forgive you, little old man, for relying on my old man and calling him a Liang."
After chatting for a while with Ada, the leader of the hairy tribe, Gongliang turned his attention back to the round-scaled iguana. The scales of this round-scaled iguana are not inferior to the skin armor of the dragon viper ancestor found in Yanbu, and even
It was worse than that. Gongliang looked at it, turned the round-scaled iguana over, took out a long knife, and started chopping the small hole on the back of the buttocks.
The round-scaled iguana's carapace is too hard and cannot be cut. You can only attack from the soft area under the abdomen near the buttocks.
Even in such a soft position, it is very troublesome to cut.
It took more than an hour of chopping, breaking off two long knives made of ten thousand forged steel, and then making a wound on it.
It would be much easier to deal with a cut. Gongliang cut down along the wound and peeled off the skin of the round-scaled iguana. Then he took the heart blood of the round-scaled iguana and drained the blood with a large knife.
I caught them in pots and buckets and pretended to put them in the treasure bag, but in fact they were put into the fruit space to water the three-color rice.
After taking the blood, he left behind a big round-scaled iguana tail and several large buckets of round-scaled iguana blood, and then collected the round-scaled iguana carcass.
Ada, the leader of the Mao tribe, looked at it and said with envy: "I didn't expect you to have such a big treasure bag!"
Gong Liang was surprised and said: "The patriarch also knows about the treasure bag?"
Ah Da felt that he was deeply despised, and couldn't help blowing his beard and glaring: "Of course I have seen it before. Although this treasure bag is small, it is not unusual. Like those big tribes, almost all the elites who come out have one. The difference is only in the inside.
It’s just the size of the space.”
"I didn't expect the patriarch to have so much experience."
"That's natural. I thought I had gone to the temple to worship before." Ada said proudly, stroking the pale beard on his chin.
After chatting with Ada for a few more words, Gongliang pointed to the remaining round-scaled iguana blood and the big tail and said: "When I came to the tribe, I was warmly entertained by the clan leader. I have nothing to repay, so I will give you this little thing to thank you! Shang
Please accept it, Chief."
"How is this possible?" Ada's face turned red with excitement as he looked at the blood and tail of the round-scaled iguana.
Speaking of which, the Maoren tribe is a very downtrodden small tribe.
Without the protection of the ancestral gods, there are no witches, and there are no leaders like other tribes. Almost all the affairs of the tribe are undertaken by Ada alone.
You must know that in the wilderness, no matter how powerful the ancestor god is, its existence is a symbol of the strength of the tribe, not to mention that the ancestor god can also protect the people of the tribe; and the witch is the wise man, prophet, and powerful person of the tribe, guiding the tribe in the future.
The direction of progress and survival in the wilderness.
But none of these things are available in the Hairy Man Department.
If it weren't for the spiritual fruit and spiritual wine that other tribes valued, the Mao Ren tribe would have long been left out of the Ten Thousand Tribes and become one of those ignorant wilderness tribes.
Because humans are small and weak, most people in the Hairy Man Tribe have never eaten wild beast meat, let alone drank wild beast blood. Therefore, this high-level wild beast blood is very important to the Hairy Man Tribe.
Precious.
"You're welcome, clan leader." Gong Liang asked again: "I wonder if anyone in your tribe knows where the round-scaled iguana's nest is?"
"Round-scaled iguana?" Ah Da asked confused.
"Oh, it's the giant scale insect."
"I know, of course I know."
"Then can you please ask the patriarch to send someone to take me to see it?"
After hearing this, Ada turned around and said something to the two stronger tribesmen. The two people were extremely excited. It was a great honor to be with the benefactor who killed the round-scaled iguana. So Gongliang was there
Under the leadership of the two people, they walked towards the nest of the round-scaled iguana.
Originally, he wanted Yuan Gun Gun and Xiao Ji to stay in the Hairy Man Club, but who knew that neither of them wanted to be here.
Helpless, Gongliang had no choice but to take them with him.
After climbing the mountain vines and leaving the cliff, the two men from the Mao tribe led Gong Liang quickly through the jungle.
Although they were small in stature, their bodies were very flexible. They could grab hold of the mountain vines in the forest with their arms and swing from one tree to another with no effort at all, but Gongliang still had to chase them desperately from below.
As the saying goes, "The phoenix never falls in a treasureless land", Gongliang thought that the round-scaled iguana would never come here for no reason, so he wanted to take a look, maybe he could find something good. This is what the saying goes: "Pick the bird out."
"The nest", as to whether you can get out a bird or a bird's egg, or a nest of bird feathers or bird droppings, it depends on your luck.
After passing through woods and climbing over mountains, they finally came to a forest in front of the Xiangyang Mountain Col.
Two men from the Hairy Men tribe pointed to the mountain col in front of Gongliang in the woods and said that the round-scaled iguanas lived there.
Seeing that they were scared, Gongliang let them stay here, and he walked over with Yuan Gungun and the chicken in his arms.
The chick's wings are gradually getting fuller now, and it can run quickly and flap its wings to glide for a while. It is very fast, so it is no big deal to carry it; but this guy who is round and round is lazy and lazy all day long, and is extremely fat. He is just a burden, and he also likes to be a follower.
It's very frustrating to follow him back and forth.
If I hadn't felt that it could be used as a pillow, a cushion, or a place to stand on; and that I liked how silly, cute, and cute it looked, I would have thrown it away a long time ago.
When he came to the mountain col, Gongliang put Yuan Gungun down and dived towards the mountain col.
Yuan Gungun also followed behind him, walking stealthily and quietly.
When he came to the mountain col, he looked inside carefully and found that there was nothing inside, so Gongliang walked over with peace of mind.
The vegetation around the col was withered and yellow, and there were no trees inside. The ground was dry and there were many dry leaves piled up. Gongliang looked at it, took out a long knife and gently opened the leaves, and a nest of giant eggs as high as half a man was revealed underneath.
, it seems that it should be the egg of a round-scaled iguana.
Gongliang collected them all, and at last count, there were eleven.
What surprised him was that under the egg, he also found two crystal white bones with runes flashing on them, clearly being real rune bones.
I didn't expect that the round-scaled iguana could actually kill the desolate beast that had cultivated the rune bones. I wonder if the desolate beast had awakened its magical power, but it was actually killed by the round-scaled iguana.
Gongliang put the things away and looked for them again. He found that there was nothing left, so he left the place with two men from the Mao tribe.