Extreme martial arts

Chapter 140

The stone village is very high, and the wall is 500 meters long. It is all made of 10,000+ catties of boulders, and the whole body is gray-black in color. I know how many times I have resisted the attacks of monsters in these long years.

From a distance, the tall stone village stands among the trees, simple and vigorous, without the beauty of fine carving, but with a simple and rough beauty that is closer to nature. On the huge wall of the village, there are pictures of Similar to the patterns on men's bodies, I don't know if they are purely decorative or have other functions.

With the crazed cries of joy one by one of this group of men gathered into a wave and passed into the stone village, the 500-meter-high gate made of the trunk of the thickest ancient tree was slowly pushed open by dozens of middle-aged men. There was a loud rumbling noise.

At the same time, the men guarding the village raised their gongs and drums and beat vigorously on the wall, while the men without gongs and drums beat the wall vigorously with weapons in their hands to make a sound.

Soon, crowds of men, women and children dressed in animal skins poured out of the gate, each of them was jubilant, and even picked up gongs and drums to celebrate, and rushed towards the hunting team.

Qin Ming was lying on a stretcher, looking at the crowds of men, women and children, including gray-haired old people, children waiting to be fed, and women who had not put down their things in the future and wore animal skins to cover their bodies. With the most genuine smile on their faces, they ran out quickly.

Ooooh... Aoohoo...

A dozen men in the hunting team waved their stone spears, axes, stone knives and other weapons, shouting loudly, while the other hand kept clenching their fists on their chests, making bang bang sounds.

With the sound of gongs and drums and shouts like waves, the entire Shizhai showed a completely opposite scene from the previous silence.

Some men in the hunting team have already married and have children. Seeing their relatives rushing out, they immediately laughed and dropped the prey on their shoulders. They rushed out and hugged their wives and children in their arms. The deep wounds on their bodies no longer hurt.

Unmarried men are also immersed in joy with their clansmen. The children in the village are like the most nimble apes. They climbed on the man's shoulders or hung on his arms in a few strokes, swinging on the swing, and issued a silver bullet. Bell-like laughter.

Although the children's actions may involve the wounds of these men and cause them to grin their teeth, they still did not drive these children away.

Inexplicably, Qin Ming's eyes were a little wet. This is a united village. Although they are called the ancient survivors by the outside world and even classified as savages, they are the purest, most united and most loving group. At least, at this moment He had never experienced this scene in the Qin family.

While Qin Ming was meditating, the strongest man in the hunting team, brandishing a stone spear, jumped onto a big rock, and wielding the stone spear violently, with a heroic face, let out the strongest roar.

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Accompanied by the man's roar, the people in Shizhai who were celebrating loudly stopped suddenly, and then looked at the man standing on the boulder, all of them had ruddy faces, respect in their eyes, and raised their weapons or hands at the same time. , Shouting together with the man.

The roars gathered together and were uniform, more heart-pounding than gongs and drums. Waves of sound swept away, and the thousand-meter-old trees seemed to have been shaken and began to shake and drop their leaves. There was a rumbling sound, but the monsters were frightened and fled, and the birds were frightened and flew into the sky.

Just when all the people in Shizhai roared in unison, an old man, with a hunched body, walked out of Shizhai slowly with the support of several people in Shizhai.

Upon seeing the old man, Qin Ming's eyes lit up.

The old man's hair was as thin as weeds and was white, his eyebrows and beard were white, his skin drooped and wrinkled like dead tree bark, and he still trembled even when he was walking, as if a gust of wind had blown him. can blow him down.

But what really attracted Qin Ming's attention was the old man's clothes. He was not wearing rough clothes made of animal skin like other tribesmen, but a gray linen robe. Although there were many holes in the robe, And I don't know how long the sackcloth is full of old color, but standing among this group of "savages" wearing animal skins, it is very conspicuous!

This old man in sackcloth might be the first person Qin Ming saw in this wild territory dressed like someone from the outside world.

Just when Qin Ming was looking at the old man, the old man had already walked into the crowd, and the dancing crowd stopped immediately when they saw the old man, bowing to the old man, all showing respect, even the youngest child, Also stopped crying.

The strongest man in the hunting team walked up to the old man, lowered his head and bowed to the old man with a face of respect, and then chattered and danced to the old man, pointing at Qin Ming from time to time. On the side, the old man also followed the man's finger to look at Qin Ming, his eyes brightened obviously.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Qin Ming was a little confused. Now, because of the man and the old man, everyone in Shizhai noticed him and looked at him curiously. Some children were eager to climb. Go to him and study him well. Fortunately, two men carrying a stretcher drove the child away.

After finally waiting for the strongest man to finish speaking, the old man waved his hand, and the man followed obediently, took the old man's hand from other clansmen, and supported the old man towards Qin Ming.

With the support of the man, the old man walked up to Qin Ming, with a smile on his face, he clasped his hands towards Qin Ming and bowed slightly.

Qin Ming's pupils shrank, and the old man's salute was no different from that of the outside world.

Just when Qin Ming was surprised, the old man stood up straight, smiled and said to Qin Ming: "Young man, welcome to Houtubu. I am the patriarch Kuishan, and this is my grandson Litu." His right hand, as dry as a bone claw, pointed to the strongest man in the hunting team who was supporting him, that is, the man who shot Qin Ming with the stone spear back then.

After listening to the old man's words, Qin Ming was dumbfounded. If it wasn't for the fact that his bones were all broken and unable to move, he would have jumped into the sky in amazement, because he could understand what the old man said!
These words are the language commonly used in Xuanyuan Continent, not the language in this stone village. Although the old man did not speak smoothly and stuttered, Qin Ming understood every word and understood clearly.

"You can speak the common language of Xuanyuan Continent, aren't you from this Shizhai? Houtu tribe? Are you a tribe of the ancient survivors?" Qin Ming managed to find someone who could communicate, and immediately asked.

"I'm from Shizhai. We'll talk about other issues after we enter the village. This is a wild territory where monsters are rampant. Monsters may attack Shizhai at any time. It's very dangerous." The old man smiled at Qin Ming. Said, then waved his hand, shouted a few words to the surrounding Shizhai crowd, and then walked towards Shizhai with the support of Li Tu.

The crowd in Shizhai became noisy again, one by one happily carrying the corpses of monsters into Shizhai.

Qin Ming also entered Stone Village on a stretcher carried by two men from the hunting team, followed by a group of curious children.

After entering the stone village, all the people piled up the corpses of the monsters, forming five mountains of meat, and then specialized personnel distributed the corpses of the monsters to each household.

And Qin Ming was carried by two men, followed Kuishan patriarch and Litu, and walked towards the center of the village.

The houses in the village are also made of huge blocks of gray and black, with various intricate patterns carved on them, which appear mysterious and sturdy.

Although the entire stone village is made of stones, it is not messy at all. There are five-meter-wide streets in the stone village, and houses are placed on both sides of the street in an orderly manner.

Qin Ming and his party walked along the street and walked to the center of Shizhai. He was immediately attracted by a huge building.

It was a stone pagoda, [-] meters high, far higher than other houses, as if it stood out from a flock of chickens.

The stone pagoda is divided into seven floors in total. On the stone pagoda are engraved all kinds of ferocious demons, peaceful gods and Buddhas, and monsters with real expressions, as well as plants and natural scenes.

The eaves of the tower are upturned, and there are wind chimes hanging there. When the breeze blows, it makes a pleasant bell sound, which spreads all over Shizhai.

The gate on the ground floor of the stone pagoda was closed tightly, and fires shot out from inside, but the lights were brightly lit. I don't know what's inside.

"Look at this stone pagoda, but I want to sacrifice it." After looking at the stone pagoda, Qin Ming murmured to himself. Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he looked at the stone pagoda again, but his expression changed drastically. The Vientiane diagram composed of the natural scenes of beasts, gods, monsters and plants is surprisingly the same as the pattern on Heitata's body.

"Is there any connection between the stone tower and the black tower?" Qin Ming suddenly had an idea in his heart.

At this moment, the old chief of Kuishan's voice sounded, but he told the two men who were carrying Qin Ming to retreat and put Qin Ming on the ground.

Qin Ming suppressed the huge waves in his heart, the thought about the connection between the black tower and the stone tower was like a spark falling on the dry grassland, and it was out of control in an instant.

The tribe retreated, trying to carry Qin Ming on their backs, and helped the old Kuishan patriarch into a black stone house next to the stone pagoda.

The furnishings in the stone house are very simple, with stone tables, stone benches and stone beds. In the center of the room, there is a firepit built with stones. There is a clay pot on it. The fire is burning in the firepit, and the water in the pot is steaming. There are still animal bones, animal skulls and stone weapons hanging on the wall, but on the left hand side of the stone house, there is another room blocked by a piece of animal skin.

He tried to put Qin Ming on the stone bed, and then happily said a few words to Qin Ming, making Qin Ming feel confused.

The old patriarch of Kuishan sat by the firepit, and said to Qin Ming, "What Litu means is that you are welcome to Houtubu. This is his home." After saying that, the old patriarch of Kuishan took down the pot The two pottery bowls were filled with hot water, and then Jean Litu handed Qin Ming a bowl, and said, "Young man, now you can ask your questions."

(End of this chapter)