The jaguar under the aura recovery

Chapter 96 God Envoy Gu Zheng
It can be seen from the road that the farther you go into the vastness of this area, the more traces of human activities will be left.

There are towering ancient rainforests on both sides, and the nearby area has obvious signs of being taken care of, and the weeds have been cleaned up.

After walking for half an hour, the child was panting and sweating profusely down his body.

It turned out to be a little girl!
Gu Zheng was stunned for a second, and then followed her unhurriedly. The little girl's face was obviously a little nervous.

From time to time, he turned his head to look at Gu Zheng behind him, with obvious horror on his face.

She didn't understand why the predator didn't eat her, but the jaguar had been in this area for thousands of years, and it had long been listed as one of the objects not to be provoked by these primitive races.

Moving forward, a small residential complex finally appeared in front of him.

The buildings are all made of local materials, all of which are made of vegetation.

The house they live in is very simple from Gu Zheng's point of view, but it is enough to shelter this group of primitive people, which shows that the other party's wisdom is not low.

The weather can't keep up with the passing of time, and the days are long in summer.

But this time has come to seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the sky is gloomy, a round of bright moon is slowly rising into the sky, and the surroundings are bleak.

Geng Geng Xinghe is about to flow, and the cold and lonely moon is like a hook.

The frost-wet green lotus is darkly fragrant, and the cold dew is quiet in the cloud forest.

The houses in the small gathering place are scattered around, and one of the huts is faintly guarded inside. There are many wooden frames in the surrounding open space, with hunted creatures and bones on them.

It was evening, and the nearby animal fat was ignited, emitting sparse fire light, slightly illuminating the darkness.

As soon as the little girl appeared, the primitive man hiding in the dark suddenly appeared, and began to chat in a chattering voice, but soon their voices stopped abruptly as if they were pinched by the neck.

In the darkness, Gu Zheng's figure appeared.

Under the light of the bright moon and the fire, the fur on his body glowed with a strange luster, and the golden lines on his back rose and fell as he walked, as if he came alive.

There are not too many primitive people in the vicinity.

Gu Zheng saw at a glance that there might be less than 100 people. For human beings who live in groups, a tribe with this number is undoubtedly too small to be small.

Gu Zheng had seen such tribes in documentaries before. They were poor and backward and drank blood, and many tribes would eat their own kind when they lacked food. Therefore, these primitive people are also called cannibals.

Except for the flesh and blood of other creatures, no traces of human bones were found around.

What surprised him was that this primitive tribe was all composed of people of yellow race.

Most of the tribe of dozens of people is composed of old, weak, sick and disabled, half of them are children, and most of the rest are old people. The young and strong are only in single digits, and they still include a few women.

But now, all of them have expressions of fear and anxiety on their faces, because of Gu Zheng's appearance!
These people are obviously different from the two primitive people that Gu Zheng saw before. If the previous two are experienced hunters, then these people are lambs raised in the sheepfold.

A few people stood in front of Gu Zheng, but their hands were shaking constantly, and they could barely hold their weapons.

Gu Zheng felt that he might be able to scare a few to death if he yelled.

This is not an exaggeration at all, because there are indeed one or two old men with white hair and beard in this group of people.

One has one leg left, and the other should be blind depending on the situation.

The sound outside woke up the primitive man in the hut in the middle, and with a creak, the door of the wooden hut was slowly pushed open.

An extremely old-looking primitive man walked out of it. The wrinkles on his face could even kill dozens of mosquitoes. After he appeared, the panicked primitive man began to recover a little. Although he was still frightened, he did not tremble.

An old man with so much influence?Can so many people change their emotions in an instant?

not simple!
Gu Zheng's pupils narrowed. Although most of the people in front of him were old, weak, sick and disabled, the combat power formed by gathering together should not be underestimated.

There are too many things capsized in the gutter, and it is hard to guarantee that it will not fall on my head.

"Hoohoho..."

"Roar...roar...roar..."

With the appearance of the old primitive man, the people in this tribe roared loudly, as if to restore morale.

The old primitive man was very old, obviously in his dying years, and Gu Zheng believed that he would die in the next second.

Holding a wooden crutch in his hand, he staggered towards Gu Zheng.

Gu Zheng stood still. He didn't think this old man could cause any harm to him. At such a close distance, ordinary humans couldn't hold his hand for a few breaths.

Not to mention looking at the physical fitness of primitive people, I am afraid that even my own claws can't catch it.

Although the primitive people nearby were afraid of Gu Zheng, it was obvious that this old primitive man held a higher status in their hearts.

As the old primitive man advanced, the primitive man who was afraid to move forward slowly approached Gu Zheng.

The trembling old primitive man stopped their movements.

The closer the distance was, the brilliance appeared in his already muddy eyes, and there was a trace of unbelievable joy on his face.

The primitive man behind him fell behind under his stop. The old primitive man's face was pale, but sweat dripped down his forehead in just a short distance.

Finally, the old hominid stopped.

At this moment, the distance between him and Gu Zheng is less than ten meters, and Gu Zheng can kill Gu Zheng with a single jump at this distance.

"Envoy, little witch has been waiting for a long time!"

A voice slowly emerged in Gu Zheng's mind.

Gu Zheng was taken aback, turned his head suspiciously, and finally set his gaze on the old primitive man in front of him.

As if aware of Gu Zheng's thoughts, the old primitive man put on a solemn face, saluted Gu Zheng respectfully, and then smiled, but he was too old and only had two front teeth left Shaking, maybe it will leave him at any time.

"The golden lines on your back...should be bestowed by the gods of our tribe's belief."

"God... is he going to wake up?"

The old primitive man is obviously unusual, his voice can be transmitted directly into Gu Zheng's mind, this kind of method Gu Zheng has only experienced with Lu Teng back then.

And the god he was talking about, if nothing else, was probably the original green vine.

The years of the other party's existence are immeasurable, and the magic of that green vine is still fresh in Gu Zheng's memory.

"Could it be that after I devoured that green vine, I merged with the other party's life essence, so my bloodline was activated and an unknown change occurred, and I possessed the other party's breath, which made the old primitive man misunderstand that he was the envoy of the green vine?

Thinking about it this way, it makes more sense.

"You know me?" Gu Zheng growled tentatively.

Sure enough, after hearing Gu Zheng's voice, the old primitive man's face became even more joyful.

"An envoy, Xiao Wu can hear your voice."

"Really?" Gu Zheng's eyes lit up. Judging from the attitude of the old primitive man towards himself, he felt that there was a lot to be done. The only pity is that if he knew he would have saved the previous two people, the remaining group of old people Weak, sick and disabled... It's hard for him to say anything.

"Yes! I am the messenger of God. God is still sleeping but will wake up soon, so he sent me to lead you."

Gu Zheng's face was neither red nor heartbeat, and he just opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

The old primitive man had no doubts, because the aura on Gu Zheng's body was no different from that of a god.

Hearing this, his face became even more respectful.

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Mengxin Daily:

A colleague came to the office to see me today.

"It's terrible. Last night I dreamed that I committed suicide."

I don't know how to interpret dreams, but I can only try to comfort this kind of thing.

Silent for a long time.

"Hmm... Dreams are always reversed... Do you think it is possible that he killed him?"

(End of this chapter)