Chapter 568

After listening to the translator's words, the chief was stunned. His black and white eyes were full of doubts.

Naturally, he knew that his short knife was much lighter than ordinary steel Dao, but it would not interest the foreigner so much?

But since the other party offered to have a look at it, he would not refuse, so he nodded with a smile, and then took out the short knife from his waist, pointed the knife point to himself and sent the handle backward.

Xu Ze carefully took the knife and held it in his hand. Only then did he watch it carefully.

When he held it in his hand for the first time, he was sorry to look at it carefully, but now he would not be polite and carefully explored the whole knife from the beginning to the end.

Xu Ze held the knife in his hand for the first time, which surprised him a lot. He took a close look at the body of the short knife with the light. But at last he found that the dark color on the knife did not look like the color plated on it, because even the whole blade was black, there was no metal reflection.

Moreover, even if the blade is very far away, Xu Ze can feel the chill from the blade. He doesn't have to try to know that the blade is not generally sharp. Even if it can't cut iron like mud, there should be no problem with blowing and hair breaking.

Xu Ze looked at it again and found that the animal skin wrapped on the handle was extremely smooth and old, and even the leather lines on it had been worn out. It seemed that it had a history of at least ten years.

Seeing this, Xu Ze can't help but take a breath. Now he can be sure that this knife is definitely not a modern product. As far as the current technology is concerned, it is absolutely impossible to produce such a knife.

Now Xu Ze is more and more curious about the sword. He can now make an investigation. He is afraid that the short knife is inseparable from the temple. Otherwise, with the technology of the aborigines and Lima, it is absolutely impossible to have such a sword.

However, Xu Ze still thinks that this short knife is definitely not as simple as it is now.

Then he reached out and flicked the blade gently. There were two clear sounds of "Dang Dang", without any noise.

"Solid..." Xu Ze sighed again. Such a light knife is still solid, not hollow in his imagination. This makes Xu Ze more and more surprised and curious about the knife. This alloy material is definitely not made by modern technology.

"Knife... Please check this knife..." with Xu Ze's command, Xu Ze's vision of glasses suddenly darkens, and then the whole knife in xuze's hand gradually starts to emit dim light.

With these dim lights, the hide on the handle began to become transparent. Xu Ze could see the real handle.

There is no special pattern on the handle, but it is gradually getting brighter and brighter in the vision of glasses. The dim light is more and more intense than that on the blade.

Soon, Xu Ze's spectacle world was restored to Qingming again, and the first appearance was restored. Then the solemn voice of the knife sounded in his ear: "Xu... This is an energy weapon!"

"Energy weapon?" Xu Ze's double pupil gently shrinks, deep voice way: "how possible?"

"That hilt has excellent energy permeability, and a complete energy divergence structure has been formed on the blade. If the energy is enough, it can stimulate a great energy reaction, form an energy blade, and even carry out a long-distance attack..." the small knife said in a deep voice: "I am sure that this is a far better modern branch than you It's just that the natives don't know how to use them, and they can't use them! "

"You mean, this should have something to do with that temple, right?" Xu Ze went through the tunnel again.

"Yes... I can't imagine anything else but this one!" Xiaodao chuckled: "you can ask this native how this Dao came from. I think he will tell you!"

Xu Ze took a deep look at the knife in his hand. Then he handed it back with a smile. Watching the chief insert the knife back into the scabbard around his waist, he looked at the chief and said with a smile: "I'm very interested in this knife. I don't know where the chief's knife comes from?"

The translator translated the sentence carefully to the chief.

Listening to Xu Ze's question, the chief laughed, then showed his white teeth and said a few words.

"The chief said that this is the temple guard tribe, and each tribal chief's carry on weapon is handed down from ancient times and is the symbol of the tribal leader..."

listening to this, Xu Ze felt a little bit sorry. The temple guard tribe has one, and the dagger sounds like it has four handles, but since it is the symbol of the tribal leader, it looks like he is I'm afraid it's impossible to get one.

However, the origin of this dagger is almost certain. It must be a weapon handed down from ancient civilization. Later, it was designated as the symbol of tribal leaders by the four guard tribes.At present, Xu Ze couldn't help but smile, and then said with a smile: "this knife is very magical. It seems that it should be a treasure given by the gods. I wish I could visit the sacred mountains and temples in the future..."

after listening to the translation, the chief grinned, then reached out and patted Xu Ze's shoulder, and said two more words.

However, this time, the knife completely translated the chief's words into Chinese: "of course... You have cured the prophet of our moklei tribe, who is our real friend of the moklei tribe. We welcome friends to visit our temple at any time!"

"What? Have you collected enough information to form a translation system for this language Listen to the knife smoothly translate the whole sentence, and the translation said the words are almost the same, Xu Ze can not help surprised way.

"With the help of the analysis and data collection of this period of time, this complete translation system of local language has just been completed..." Xiaodao said with a smile. This is not too difficult for him. As long as he has enough information, he can easily complete it.

Just a few words translated by this translation, together with Xiaodao's own analysis and the first accumulated data, it is easy to complete the whole language translation system.

"That's great..." when he thought of his past guard tribes, he could communicate directly with these aborigines without any translation. Moreover, these Aboriginal languages were totally different from those of Lima, which seemed to be two different language families. Xu Ze deeply suspected that this local language might be different from that of Lima for thousands of years The language of the previous civilization.

If the knife can master this language smoothly, it is a wonderful thing.

Having found out most of what he wanted to know, Xu Ze talked to the chief about the condition of the prophet and told the other party that the prophet would need two days of infusion therapy before he could be completely out of danger.

The chief understood this very well. Naturally, he knew that the witch doctor of the tribe had confirmed that the prophet could no longer be cured. However, after this was sent here, the other party opened a knife in the prophet's stomach, which saved the prophet's life temporarily. Naturally, it was impossible to cure the prophet at once.

Then he nodded his head and agreed to Xu Ze's statement, and then he went out of the camp and formally informed other natives about the prophet.

After knowing the exact situation of the prophet, the natives were very excited. After kneeling in the direction of the holy mountain, they set up small tents outside the camp of the medical team one after another. It seems that they are preparing to camp on the spot and wait for the prophet to recover.

Captain pan, who is guarding the gate, looks at dozens of small tents outside the camp, which is not forbidden. Although these natives are not likely to intrude into the camp at will, however, there are so many armed natives outside, he is definitely not at ease.

But there was no way. Now he also knew the identity of the old man. A tribal prophet is more important than a chief. A tribe can have no chief, but it can't be without a prophet.

Because the chief can be re elected at any time, but the prophet is not elected. The prophet is the spokesman of God and has the supreme power and prestige among the tribe. The generation of a prophet must be selected by the previous generation of prophets from childhood, and then trained from a young age. Only after the former generation of prophet is confirmed as the successor, can he inherit the position of prophet.

Now such an important old man, living here, these natives are naturally impossible to leave. They must wait until the prophet is cured and discharged from hospital.

So Captain pan gave up the idea of asking Xu Ze to communicate with the natives. After discussing with the leader of the guard in Lima for a while, he made an arrangement. All the guards were divided into two shifts a day, 24 hours a day, to prevent accidents.

Anyway, the medical team stayed here for another two days. After the two days, they went back home and everything was ok...

but Xu Ze did not completely relax at this time. He once again entered the tent where the prophet was and visited the situation of the prophet.

However, when he walked into the tent, he found that it was only half an hour. The prophet had already woken up and had just had surgery. He did not use any other painkillers. However, there was no pain on the prophet's face. His eyes were still peaceful and peaceful.

Until see Xu Ze appear in front of the eyes, that calm eyes, this just showed a trace of gentle smile.

---Why is Tiannan trying so hard to update, but the monthly pass is being pulled farther and farther by the front, and being chased closer and closer by the back? Depressed...

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