Chapter 967: Simple Qimian Clan
Gordon and the others still didn't dare to completely untie the strange-faced tribe. The ropes were removed from the body, but their hands were still tied by the rope loops, and Pig Chop and Pandan took turns keeping an eye on them.
However, it turned out that they were worried too much.
In the "friends" camp, the strange-faced tribe behaved very peacefully, sleeping soundly throughout the second half of the night, and even snored.
On the contrary, Gordon and the others did not sleep well.
After getting up at dawn, it squatted by the pot very familiarly, had breakfast with everyone, and told everyone through Monroe that its name was "Gaba".
It seems that Mr. Monroe's words "We are friends" are far more effective than they thought. This strange-faced tribe named Gaba really regards them as friends.
Sentimental at the innocence of the Strange Face Tribe, after breakfast, Gordon took off the rope tied to Gaba's hands.
But he still secretly told Zhu Ba and Xiang Lan to keep an eye on the Strange Face Clan, lest the latter suddenly slip away.
Looking at Gaba jumping happily, Gordon's conscience ached for a second.
Our human minds are so dark!
The group of people set off on the Sour Pterodactyl and the Pterodactyl Pterosaur, and the Strange Face Clan was led by Mr. Monroe.
This was the first time it came to the air. It screamed in fear at first, but after getting used to it a little, it immediately became excited.
From a long distance away, Gordon could hear its cackling cheers.
Rocky mountains, wastelands, scattered oases, and large tower-like ant mounds passed quickly by their feet.
After flying like this for more than half an hour, the strange-faced tribe on Monroe's back started yelling again.
Monroe gave the order to descend, and everyone began to land.
This is a Gobi desert whose environment is no different from that of the camp, but they have obviously entered the territory of the Strange Face Tribe.
Not long after landing, two strange-faced clansmen who noticed their landing ran over and gave out a series of intimidating screams at the intruders who fell from the sky.
One of them had even raised his blowgun.
"Kaba! Gaga, quack!" Gaba jumped off Monroe's back, waving his arms, and yelled something at the two hostile kin.
The two strange-faced tribesmen were stunned for a moment, tilted their heads and looked at everyone for a few times, then put away their weapons.
Then the three strange-faced tribesmen gathered together and danced a strange welcome dance.
“Uh, which one is Gaba?” Gordon looked at the three strange-faced tribesmen spinning in circles and was already a little dizzy.
"The one on the far left, the one who dances the hardest." Hayata reminded helplessly: "You can identify it by the pattern of the mask."
".Fine."
Monroe approached the two hunters and lowered his voice: "After the dance, they should take us to their camp.
Don’t draw your weapons casually, but you must also stay alert. The golden priests and the ‘earth’ they worship make me a little concerned. "
Gordon smiled and asked, "Should we be nice or intimidating?"
Monroe also smiled, and he adjusted his hat, "Of course it is more of a deterrent. In the wild, a friendly appearance will not be effective.
An important reason why the Strange Face Tribe wears masks is also to make themselves look more terrifying. "
"clear."
Gordon put on his helmet and pulled down his visor, and his whole demeanor suddenly changed.
In Xianglan’s words, she described it as “a meow that looks like a murderer”.
Hayata, who was wearing black dragon armor, also adjusted his expression and had a cold face.
Under their gaze, the dancing movements of the two strange-faced tribes became stiff, but Gaba still looked very cheerful. After getting along with each other for half a day, it trusted these humans.
After finishing the dance, it barked and began to lead the way.
Munro and Heta, who had no sense of threat, walked in front, followed closely by two fully armed hunters who could overwhelm the entire Qimian camp.
The attitude of this group of people is also very clear.
When they came to the entrance of the cave, the number of strange-faced tribe was close to ten. They held weapons vigilantly and blocked the entrance of the cave. Even with Gaba's help in explaining, they did not dare to completely relax their vigilance. Some of them hurried back to the cave to report the news.
Soon, a unique Strange-Faced Clan walked out of the cave surrounded by several Strange-Faced Clan.
There is no doubt that it is the "golden priest" mentioned by Gaba.
As for the reason.
Among all the Strange Faces, only its mask and weapons are all plated with gold. Even the small shield hanging on its right arm is made of a complete piece of golden ore.
Gaba ran up to the golden strange-faced tribe and exchanged words with each other.
The Golden Strange Face Clan looked at their group.
Gordon could feel that its eyes stayed on the inscription sword behind him and Hayata's inscription sword for a long time.
At first, it was dancing and seemed very excited.
But when he approached the hunters and took a closer look, the golden strange-faced tribe became frustrated again.
“Gabaka.”
Herta translated in a low voice: "It said that it was not a golden weapon from a 'homeland full of gold'."
Gordon thought nonsense.
These two swords look golden, but in fact they are not metal at all, but are made of the sickle claws and carapace of the Mantis.
Monroe took two steps forward and communicated with the golden odd-faced tribe.
Perhaps due to the previous mood swings, the Golden Strange Face Clan seemed a little uninterested.
Fortunately, Mr. Monroe has rich experience in communicating with the orcs. Before long, the Golden Strange Faces nodded, waved their hands and shouted a few words.
The strange-faced tribesmen blocking the entrance of the cave immediately dispersed, and surrounded a group of people into the cave.
This cave is not an independent space, but has many passages extending in all directions, and I don’t know where they will lead.
The cave is filled with all kinds of colorful ores, as well as several trucks.
Gordon's mouth twitched as he saw it.
The signs of the investigation team on the wheels proved that these vehicles and some of the ore piled into the hills were the stolen goods of the fourth phase of the transportation team of the Qimians.
But they had no intention of hiding anything, and no sense of embarrassment.
Gaba even invited them to sit in the cars.
“What a shameless meow!” Xianglan was very angry, but surrounded by strange-faced tribesmen, she only dared to meow in a low voice.
Heta explained in a low voice: "The Strange Faces don't have the same concept of property as humans. What we think of as robbery may be similar to gathering in their eyes."
“Then can we ‘collect’ these things back?” Xianglan asked with a wink.
Zhupa pointed at the strange-faced tribesmen surrounding him, "If you knock them all down, they will be able to meow."
“I didn’t say meow.”
Gordon and Hayata did not participate in their conversation.
They were like ghosts behind the scene, standing motionless behind Monroe, looking down from above, putting pressure on the Golden Miracle Clan who was talking to Monroe.
The effect of this is quite good.
Although the Golden Strange-Faced Clan has golden masks and weapons, it is essentially not much different from other Strange-Faced Clan, and is not an exceptionally powerful individual like the King of the Strange-Faced Clan.
Under the pressure of the superior hunters, it was a little awkward to speak.
Monroe glanced at the hunters helplessly, and then the hunters calmed down and looked away.
The exchange continues.
After a long time, the experienced orc scholar sighed, "So that's it, is this the case?
The story of a wanderer trying his best to return to his hometown is a bit cliche.”
(End of this chapter)