After Fang Sheyan confirmed that the "five-color rice"... contained no human flesh, nails, hair, toxins or anything like that, he started to eat. Then a black girl brought it up with a big basket made of reeds.
A plate of steamed pastries.
This pastry is very unique. The local specialty sorghum powder is poured into a gourd float filled with fine holes, and then the float is placed on an iron pot filled with water and burned over fire. The steamed cake is delicious. Finally, it is served on top.
Powder mixed with banana, huā raw material, tapioca flour, palm oil, chili pepper and salt.
Its dialect is called "Yinjiela".
The surface of the pastry was gray, soft and had a sour taste. Sheyan even saw some tribesmen pouring some gray powder into the wine glass. He also tried it and found that the powder was not pepper, salt or the like as expected, but
It is directly ground into powder from ores. It makes a "salad" sound when biting into the teeth, which is quite uncomfortable. However, the natives who ate it shook their heads and felt very comfortable. Later, they even lifted up their grass skirts and started shaking them.
Dance.
Fang Sheyan saw their actions and immediately remembered one thing. During the ancient Jin Dynasty in China, it was also popular to take mineral powder, which was called Wushisan. The famous Wang Xizhi was because of this
I didn’t expect that thousands of miles away in Africa, there are people who share the same ideas. It’s a pity that these tribesmen seem to be unable to leave behind a masterpiece such as the Lanting Preface.
Then many tribesmen began to offer food they had brought to Sheyan, such as insect eggs, grasshoppers, worms... This behavior is somewhat similar to that in the real world, where a group of people wear red dots between their eyebrows.
The little girl wearing a red scarf offered flowers to her uncle and aunt who got off the plane...
Of course, the symbolic meanings are the same. The feelings brought to Sheyan are completely different.
Faced with these special African foods, Brother Black ate a lot. Fang Senyan saw that his favorite thing was something wrapped in black burnt leaves, and he still enjoyed it. Fang Senyan couldn't help but eat it.
Taste it.
The first time I ate it, I felt it was a bit sour, a bit similar to the taste of salted duck egg yolk, but the second time I tasted it, I guess the roasted one had a stronger taste, like boiled poached eggs or candied eggs.
Immediately, Sheyan felt an indescribable fishy smell. He grabbed the black man and asked quietly. His eyes widened and his stomach was filled with butterflies. It turned out that this place is rich in giant spiders with palm arrows, which can even hunt small birds. This barbecue is to combine the giant spiders with palm arrows.
The fat belly of the spider was torn off and wrapped in fire...
Sheyan had also inquired about some things before, but he didn't know whether it was because the natives were pretending to be confused or because they were tight-lipped. He never got any useful information. Sheyan didn't dare to eat the weird food presented by those people anymore. He waited until it was over.
About half an hour later, the alcohol in the rum began to take effect, gradually defeating the local people's defensive mentality. As the saying goes, when you are drunk, you tell the truth, and Fang Sheyan started talking to the chief next to him sentence by sentence.
"Are you running out of the Bigui specialty here?"
"No, no more, only these..."
"Come and try our specialty golden rum (gudu)"
"It tastes good, oh, not bad."
"Chief, are the warriors of your tribe not brave enough?"
"You are talking nonsense (roaring), the warriors of our tribe are as cunning as wolves and as fierce as lion lilies!"
"Then why are you so afraid of the enemies of the Dibai tribe?"
"You, what do you know! The Dibiya tribe is not a human being, it is a devil! They are the descendants of the evil god. Anyone who enters that damn swamp will be dragged into their ruins and become horrific death slaves!
"
"This is just a legend. Legends always have a lot of water in them."
"This, this is not a legend! Twenty years ago, I followed my father into the Great Swamp. The horror and weirdness there are definitely beyond your imagination. Those powerful and ferocious Dibaiyans, they have never been
They are constantly chasing us! It’s like a nightmare. Not only that, even nature has become our enemy, and Mahalu (the God of Nature) has gone completely crazy! Danger is spreading everywhere.
In the air, in the soil, under the water, even the killed people are getting up again to attack us...2"
Hearing what the old chief said, Sheyan and the other three people's eyes lit up at the same time. Yes, even though the old man seemed to be tight-lipped, he was telling the truth after drinking despite the lethality of rum. This can be seen from Lord Fokke's body.
It turns out that the place called the Dubai Swamp must be dark and rancid, full of diseases, plagues and dangers.
In this case, if you can get a guide who has been here before, you will get twice the result with half the effort and be extremely efficient.
However, it is estimated that these local indigenous people have difficulty eating enough, and they certainly cannot spare much time and sugar for work such as making wine.
Therefore, they were addicted to alcohol and had extremely low resistance to alcohol. When Fang Sheyan wanted to continue asking about the chief's situation, he saw that the old man had fallen into a deep sleep and could not be woken up.
But fortunately, now that we have such a piece of information, it is equivalent to finding a thread in a mess, and then it will naturally become clear. Fang Senyan immediately called a few pirates who were smart and good at drinking, and asked them to bring good wine immediately.
I went to inquire about the news, and soon, all kinds of news came back quickly.
First of all, the old chief suffered from a strange disease. He tossed and turned on his bed all day long, moaning and screaming, and was in pain. Therefore, Alam, the son of the old chief at that time, led the warriors of the tribe deep into the swamp.
, risking his life to find the secret root of the Dibiya tribe: the Stairway of the Sun.
It is rumored that this kind of flower contains terrifying and mysterious power, which can allow people to master the source of immortality. As the primitive tribe closest to the Dibai swamp, they also mastered some of the activities of the Dibai swamp. They entered the swamp.
The timing is exactly the moment for the Dibai tribe to perform sacrifices.
There were a total of 147 people who followed the chief into the swamp, but only 13 people were able to come out alive. Among these 13 people, four turned into monsters or were killed within seven days after coming out.
They died or fled into the primitive jungle. There are still five people left.
Another message is that the local indigenous people live a very difficult life, so they only need to pay a small price to gain their loyalty.
After Fang Senyan got this information, he quickly started to take action. The first thing he wanted to find was naturally the survivors who had gone deep into the Dibai tribe. However, the process did not go smoothly. They found that all the people they could find had turned into mere survivors.
The unlucky guy who drools and smiles stupidly, the only one who is sober is the current chief of the tribe.
But it is obvious that this chief will never follow them. If he uses force, it may be self-defeating. According to Fang Senyan's method, he can definitely defeat them by using hard and soft tactics, but it will take a certain amount of time. But at this time, Fang Senyan and the others also
Only a few small ones remain
At that time, while weighing various factors, Fang Senyan's pirates found another piece of information and came to report: "Boss, there was another person who went deep into the Dibai swamp back then, named Mbenga."
Sheyan suddenly felt that the name was very familiar. When he thought about it carefully, when he was slaughtering zebras, a native suddenly went crazy. Wasn't this guy named Mbenga? Looking at his mind and consciousness, he definitely didn't look like a madman or a fool.
, thinking of this, Sheyan immediately called out the guy from the gold mine, and asked Mogansha and Jiao Shi to cooperate with him in recruiting indigenous people as his team to enter the Dibaiya Swamp.
Fang Senya bribed a black girl with an exquisite mirror. It was estimated that her boyfriend (or suitor) was responsible for guarding the criminal, so although the guard had a look of embarrassment on his face, the next second he
His ears were pulled hard, and the pain deformed the guy's facial features.
The black girl muttered a few more words, probably so that her ears would no longer be ravaged (or because her sex life at night had gone smoothly these days). She looked tall and mighty but was actually very afraid of women, so she gave way to the guard.
Without any effort, Sheyan saw Mbenga, who was imprisoned in a scrawled building outside.
Mbenga is a black man, a tall, muscular black man with gnarled muscles and triangular eyes.
He used eye-catching paint to tattoo a spider on his left cheek.
When Fang Senyan saw him, the big man was squeezing the sun with his thumbs and frowning tightly, as if doing so could make some distracting thoughts get out of his mind faster.
Similar.
There is a very obvious scar on his forehead. The scar is bleeding red and winds like a centipede on his forehead. It may even be because the bone density has been destroyed, and the skin that has regrown at the scar has not been restored.
There was a strange depression. It looked as if a piece of the head was missing. Even with Sheyan's meager medical knowledge, he could tell that Mbenga could survive such a brain injury.
He was very lucky, let alone able to maintain normal consciousness. After seeing Fang Senyan, Mbenga was shocked: "I recognize you. You are the leader of the group of people from across the sea. What are you doing here?"
?”
Sheyan's answer was: "Bang", that was the sound of the waxed stopper of rum being squeezed out, and then the aroma of golden rum naturally floated into his nostrils through the medium of air.