Chapter 1667

Ding Yiyi stood at the door for a while, trying to suppress the desire to vomit, knee forward, climb from the not high ladder, smile at the woman.

The woman moved, and her petite body crawled past Ding Yiyi. She went to close the door and blocked the sunshine outside.

The space is much larger than expected, but there is nothing in it. Only a pile of rags and a plant with long leaves are laid in the left corner.

The black woman looked away, as if afraid to block her sight. Her eyes were cautious and careful. She was still a little curious when she saw the clothes she was wearing.

"Hello." Ding Yiyi knows that she may not understand, but still said hello, or always feel good.

The woman looked at her, the flesh colored thick lips wriggled up and down for a while, Ding Yiyi saw it and asked tentatively, "you understand."

"A little bit." The woman opened her mouth and couldn't pronounce clearly, like a bag of saliva in her mouth.

Ding Yiyi was very happy, even the bad smell was not so unpleasant, "do you live here, too? You're the only woman. "

The woman nodded, and the copper ring at the corner of her eye swayed slightly.

"The tribal leader is your husband?" Ding Yiyi thinks that besides the tribal chief, this woman is the second person who can communicate with modern people.

The woman shook her head. "It's all."

"All of them? It means that all the men here are your husbands? "

The black head nodded again, and the copper ring swayed a little, and then stood still.

"And the child? It's all your children. "

Not surprisingly, the copper ring shook again.

This village not only retains the ancient way of life, but also inherits the contempt left over from the history of women. There is only one woman, I'm afraid, in order to maintain the close state of the whole tribe, just like a tiger community, with only one king, and this ancient tribe, sharing a woman, no, should be said to share a reproductive tool.

Ding Yiyi felt that she couldn't speak and didn't want to speak, but the other side was always sitting there quietly. She was used to giving in, and admitted the rationality of the existence of this kind of surrender in the concept.

"Pit." She suddenly opened her mouth, pointed to the door, and pointed to Ding Yiyi.

Ding Yiyi didn't understand what she was saying. She could only look at her speechlessly, and the other side seemed to give up. She only intended to say this once, and then she sat quietly.

Outside the house is already nightfall, Holly always sat on the steps in front of the banana house, looking at the small house not far away.

His hands fell naturally on his bent knees, and his fingers, which had been scratched by the branches and leaves of the trees, bent slightly, and the wound showed a little red.

He moved, so did his knuckles, and his wrist was cold, even if it was where blood was concentrated. He looked at his wrist for a while, as if feeling something, and then he put it down.

The voice of knowing again, the English speaking tribal leader, came up to him with a protruding tail vertebra and a slightly contracted belly, "the day after tomorrow, challenge the rules."

"Why the day after tomorrow?" Holly is careful to grasp whatever information he thinks needs to be grasped.

The old leader didn't seem surprised that he would ask. His thin finger pointed to the sky, "moon."

Holly understood that in ancient times, both the West and the East used to regard the moon as a necessary ritual existence.

The moon, evil or justice, is the special meaning of man-made wealth. However, human beings are forced to abide by the rules created by themselves when they are rich in the special meaning of the moon.

"I see." He said.

In the middle of the night, a door opened, the sound of vomiting in the night seems particularly quiet.

Ding Yiyi squatted in the corner of the wall, had not eaten anything in the stomach has been spasmodic, a pair of invisible hands have been pulling her stomach.

Spit out acid water, the stomach discomfort is better, she greedily breathes the air outside, and the woman who integrates with the night quietly hides in the room and looks at her.

"Mumu should?" She pointed to Ding Yi's stomach.

Wood wood should? Is that what children here mean? Ding Yiyi stroked his stomach and nodded.

All of a sudden, she heard the voice of Suo ring, the woman's face changed, and quickly hid in the dark corner, silent.

The pointed wood pointed to Ding Yi's back, and the tip of the wood had penetrated her skin slightly. She had no doubt that as long as she took off her clothes, the place must have been black and blue.

It is the group of aborigines whose eyes are bright in the dark. Ding Yiyi subconsciously turns back to pursue the figure of holly.

Thankfully, Holly also saw all this, and was running at all costs, but the old chief was not seen.

The aborigines who don't understand English don't touch Ding Yiyi. They just hold sharp wood against her back and push forward.

When Ding Yiyi tried to move forward, the sharp wood stopped for a moment, and as soon as she stopped, the sharp wood immediately reached her back."What do you do?" Holly angrily overturns one of them, trying to squeeze to Ding Yiyi.

There were two young and strong looking aborigines clasping his shoulders and trying to pull him out of there.

A gunshot startled the ancient stockade. The aborigines heard the gunshot and looked at the sky and the dark woods, looking carefully for the source of the sound that they had never heard before.

Holly gasped and his index finger was always on the trigger. He didn't want to use the pistol, at least not here. But he didn't know why. As soon as he saw the sharp wood against Ding Yiyi's back, he felt uncomfortable.

"Let him go." He said coldly.

The Aboriginal people stood for no reason. They could not understand his words, but they could understand the expression on his face. In addition, the strange thing that could send out strange sounds suddenly made the scene silent for a time.

All of a sudden, the crowd again issued the voice of "yelling and yelling". The palms were held high and the palms were facing outwards. The old chief came over. His hands trembled again, and he quickly said something in the old language that he could not understand. Other Aborigines were afraid and cautious.

Ding Yiyi felt the wood on her back relaxed a lot. She rushed forward and ran to Holly flexibly.

As soon as her hand touched the corner of his coat, she was immediately buckled, and the hand clasped her hand so tightly that she could not help looking more.

"Take us to the entrance to the rules." Holly shook the pistol in his hand and deliberately made the appearance of knocking the trigger in front of the old chief. The old man could understand the meaning of this action.

The scene is filled with a tense, disgusting smell, Ding Yiyi just stopped stomach once again, she covered her mouth to retch.

"Mumu should!"

"Mumu should!"

The weak voice gradually strengthened, and the aborigines' expressions showed real panic. Their eyes looked at the nearest person, as if they were making sure that they had heard something wrong.

"Is she pregnant?" The old natives finally spoke.

Holly hesitated not to know whether to nod. Obviously, from their expression, pregnancy was not good news.

"Yes."

Ding Yiyi straightened up and looked at the old man, "I'm pregnant."

The old man's stomach shrinks violently, just like inflation and deflation to a ball. The huge totem pattern on his belly will become smaller and bigger.

"Disaster, disaster." The old man murmured, and holly heard it. He frowned and tried to reach for Ding Yiyi, but his hands ran away.

He was stunned, a sense of discomfort welled up in his heart, and soon the discomfort was suppressed by him.

The old chief tasted the meaning of her lines word by word. The lines on her belly stopped for several seconds. "She stayed, and I'll take you to the paradise."

Dongqing subconsciously to see Ding Yiyi, the other side is also looking at her, there is a trace of worry in the eyes.

His wrist is cold, and the blood in his blood vessels seems to be frozen. Even now he reaches out and knocks, it may be hard.

The brain and even the psychology did not have too much psychological activity, the head so lightly bit, but that sentence "good." But I couldn't say it.

"That girl named Aoyu is really important to you." Ding Yiyi suddenly way, tone seems to be chatting with each other as indifferent.

Holly's eyes are more and more confused, but the eyes around him covetously let him put that confusion deeply buried in the depth of consciousness.

He looked at her deeply, "probably."

Ding Yiyi took a deep breath and vomited out again. She had already seen the decision in his eyes, so she said it was useless.

"Let's go." She turned first, and the tip of the stick thrust back into her back.

The old chief walked in front of holly, half on his side, seemingly urging him to go quickly.

As she went further and further away, her pace was a little embarrassed by the confusion of the woods, and the aborigines with protruding caudal vertebrae carefully surrounded her.

"She will die." He asked in a low voice, but did not wait for someone to respond, and immediately opened his mouth, "don't tell me."

His mind had never been so clear and tense. He took two steps forward and suddenly stopped and put his hand over his chest.

There's a healthy heart there that hasn't had a problem for decades, but now it's a bit of a mess of pain, like something mixed in.

He could no longer hear the sound of thixoso's footsteps. He stepped forward and followed the old chief.

Ding Yi thought about how to escape. These Aborigines have lived in the woods for a long time and may have killed many people trying to reach the paradise.

These people can't speak modern language, and they hate women very much. As long as they run away, it's estimated that they won't come back very well. But just because these people don't understand modern language, it's also a way of thinking not to run.

Walking to a banyan tree with fine leaves, Ding Yiyi looked up and saw the dried body he saw when he was just on the island. Pieces of clothing wrapped around the body were floating in the wind.Back was stabbed again, Ding Yiyi eat pain to make a sound, can only continue to move forward.

She thought that even if these people wanted to harm her, they probably needed to find a specific place, just as the ancient emperor's sacrifice had to play a role in a specific place. This group of aborigines must have a fixed place to deal with people.