Gong Liang remembered reading a sentence in a book in his previous life, "When capital comes to the world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and filth."
In the old days of the past, when China was still a monarchy, the Western powers had begun to use force crazily to open up colonies in every corner of the world. They burned, killed, and looted wherever they went. They did everything and did all kinds of evil. They also planted and sold opium.
, slave trade.
In this way, they relied on colonial wars and colonial trade to obtain the bloody accumulation and expansion of capital, and then they became powerful.
In fact, all of this can be summed up in one sentence: Whoever has a bigger fist is justified.
It seems that the kind of bloody primitive accumulation will not work in the wilderness, because no one has such strong force, so these people can only bury their heads in business.
After all, in this primitive jungle, seeking to obtain benefits through bloody means is the same as seeking death.
Behind the second city wall, where the middle-class tribes and Eastern natives lived, were warehouses and unique manors, as well as fruit trees and fields. Everything looked orderly and clear. Unlike the first city wall in front,
The lower part of the wilderness and the places where the wilderness tribes live are like the patchwork clothes on a beggar's body, with patches left and right, messy and difficult to see.
Gong Liang looked at the things on the stall, and some of them moved his heart.
But considering that I didn't store much and didn't have a place to stay, I decided to wait for a while. Anyway, the things were there and they wouldn't run away on their own.
The star-striped tortoise continued to swallow slowly and walked forward unsteadily.
A majestic jet-black city wall slowly came into view as the star-patterned tortoise approached.
The tall city wall stands tall and towering, like a real dragon lying in the wild. It is mighty and majestic, with the power to overwhelm the world and bully one side.
This city wall is completely different from the previous two. The wall is surrounded by water outlets carved with the shapes of various birds and animals. There are also fortresses and guards on each corner. On the dark wall, there are also reliefs.
The inexplicable lines look so solemn and solemn.
On the gate opening of the dark city wall, there are two vigorous and wild words "temple" engraved on it. Although it has gone through a long time, it still looks majestic and majestic, making people feel the majesty of the temple.
Beside the city gate, unexpectedly stood four barren men wearing armor, holding spears and knives at their waists.
When Miao Li arrived here, he became cautious and did not dare to speak loudly.
Just listen to him whisper: "This city wall was built by hundreds of people after they came to the wilderness from their ancestral land. They spent hundreds of years collecting gold and iron from the surrounding mountains. It is said that it is so deep that even monsters cannot shake it.
Every cent."
"Monster??" Gongliang's eyes suddenly widened.
"Well," Shui Li said, "Perhaps you haven't heard of it. Monsters are spiritually awakened beings among advanced wild beasts. They can practice cultivation like humans like us. It's very scary. But I haven't seen it before either.
I have heard legends about monsters razing mid-level tribes. But no matter how powerful they are, in the end they still became the food for me, the deserter."
In the wilderness, a middle-level tribe usually controls ten lower-level tribes, and some even have more.
You can imagine how powerful the medium-sized tribe is, but unexpectedly they were flattened by monsters. It was really terrifying.
Suddenly, Gongliang thought of the mysterious snake he met in the Sheyi Department. That guy could actually talk in his head. Could it be that he was a monster?
It's a pity that no one can answer the questions in his heart.
The star-striped tortoise walked forward slowly. When it was approaching the city gate, Mian Li asked the star-striped tortoise to stop and got off the back of the tortoise with Gongliang. Mi Gu naturally followed Baba down. Yuan Gungun also slowly followed.
climbed down from above.
When they came to the ground, Mian Li asked Gong Liang: "Where is your bird? Why haven't you seen it for so long?"
"Flying in the sky?" Gongliang looked at the sky and gestured.
When Mao Li heard this, he said anxiously: "Hurry up and tell it to come down."
The chick spread its wings and soared freely in the sky. It liked the feeling of flying. Suddenly, it felt a terrible breath coming from below, like a black hole that was about to swallow it up and break it into pieces. It was so frightened that it hurriedly fanned.
When the wings fly downward, there is no need for Gongliang to shout.
The chicken was frightened just now. After flying down, it buried its head in Gongliang's arms for comfort.
Gongliang gently touched its head and soothed its wounded heart.
Seeing the chicken come back, Mao Li felt relieved and said to Gong Liang: "It is forbidden to ride in the temple, and nothing is allowed to fly over or over the temple. If you don't listen to the advice, the consequences will usually be disastrous.
They were burned to ashes, with no bones left. In the past, some fools from the East liked to fly to the temple to show off their power, but without exception, every one of them was burned to the point where even the ashes could not be found."
When the little chicken heard this, she almost peed in fear.
Mi Gu quickly flew to Daddy's neck and sat down, not daring to fly around. She also had wings, but she didn't want to be burned to ashes.
After Miao Li finished speaking, he felt ashamed and said:
"Sorry, there are regulations in the inner city of the temple: those who are not the descendants of the Great Wilderness, as well as those who go to the temple to worship and buy and sell, are not allowed to enter the inner city of the temple. Therefore, I can only send you here. If anything happens in the future, you
You can look for me in the shop with the slogan "Profiting People's Department" by the city gate in front, I'll be there."
Seeing that he was leaving, Gongliang quickly took out several jars of Wanguo wine and some Tianxiang fruits from the fruit space and gave them to Mianli.
"Thank you for taking care of me all the way. This is a little bit of my kindness. I hope you can accept it."
"How is this possible?"
Mao Li repeatedly declined, but in the end he couldn't bear the enthusiasm of Gongliang. Then he jumped on the turtle's back and directed the star-striped turtle to turn around.
Suddenly, he remembered something again and hurriedly said to Gong Liang: "Going straight ahead from here is the temple. Your Da Yan tribe is in the southeast corner of the temple. As long as you go there, you can see the Yanhuo totem of your Da Yan tribe."
"Thank you for telling me, take care." Gongliang said with fists in his hands.
Mian Li also imitated Gong Liang, clasped his fists, and drove the star-patterned tortoise towards the second city gate.
After Gong Liang watched him leave, he straightened his clothes and then walked towards the city gate with Mi Gu, Yuan Gun Gun and Xiao Ji.
Outside the city gate, four burly and stout desolate men, holding spears, stared at everyone who came in and out with giant copper bell eyes like gods. When they saw the 睚禦焱 mark on Gongliang's chest, they couldn't help but look at each other.
At a glance, he saw Migu sitting on his neck, and Yuangun and Chicken next to him, and he suddenly became curious about this group of people.
There was no trouble such as interrogation, and Gongliang entered the city gate unharmed.
After entering, he put the exposed Yaizhen pattern into his clothes.
Once inside, there is no need to borrow the tiger skin from the Da Yan Department. After all, I have not been officially recognized by the Da Yan Department. It would be bad if they found out that I was messing around outside based on the reputation of the Da Yan Department.
After he entered, the whispers of four giant-eyed desolate men came from behind: "The little guy who went in just now seems to be a member of the Dayan tribe!"
"Although the beast soul has not yet been injected into the Yan pattern, it is undoubtedly of Da Yan's bloodline."
"The flame pattern on his chest seems different from the ones I've seen before. It looks very fierce?"
"I feel the same way. It seems like I'm going to jump out and eat people at any time. Fortunately, I haven't injected the animal soul yet, otherwise we would have suffered."
"Why do you think this little guy came here on his own without any elders to take care of him? So he is not afraid of anything happening on the road."
"Among the Dahuang tribes, who dares to offend the people from their Da Yan tribe? But isn't this little guy afraid of being arrested by the people from the Nvque tribe?"
"I guess I didn't find it, otherwise I would have definitely been caught. Those crazy women from the Nvqie Department like to capture the children from their Dayan Department and take them back to raise them and get married."
"Cough, cough."
Suddenly, a wild man with giant eyes seemed to have noticed something, and he coughed a few times. Several wild men nearby got the signal, quickly stood up, and began to stare at the giant eyes of copper bells to check the passers-by. They were not at all the same as before.
Discussing gossip with great interest.
After a while, I saw a woman wearing a fiery red brocade dress embroidered with various birds walking from a distance.
Seeing the incoming person, the four giant-eyed desolate men looked more serious than before, and examined the passers-by more carefully.
The woman in red brocade felt that they were a little strange, so she glanced at them.
Just one sweep made several giant-eyed desolate people sweat.
The woman in red clothes took a look and found nothing strange, so she just "hummed" and walked in.
When she walked away, the four giant-eyed desolate people breathed a sigh of relief. It was the consensus of all the desolate tribes that a girl from the Nvque tribe should not be messed with, let alone married. It was okay to talk behind their backs, but if they dared to say it in person, they would be
They heard that they would not die miserably, but would die even more miserably.
The God of Desolation can learn from this, and the tragic Da Yan man who married a female bird girl is a clear proof of his blood and tears.