Primitive people muttered to Wang Dali and others.

This is the language of primitive people. It has only simple syllables and expresses inaccurate information.

Tang Ling doesn't understand, nor do people around the world who watch the live broadcast. Even experts specializing in ancient languages in the Xia state can't understand.

But Wang Dali and Sophie understood.

Powerful spiritual power can naturally stimulate their own potential, such as sixth sense, danger prediction, telepathy, language proficiency.

These are a kind of ability to use the spirit, almost instinct.

Sophie's spiritual strength comes from heredity. With the stimulation and exercise after tomorrow, her spiritual strength is much higher than Wang Dali.

Sophie didn't even wait for the primitive man to finish, she could understand what the other party wanted to express.

"You are heroes. Thank you for saving us. You are the messenger sent by zhurong God!" a primitive man headed by Wang Dali said.

"Zhu Rongshen?" when Wang Dali heard the name, his heart accelerated inexplicably. It seemed that there was an omnipresent force interfering with the operation of his body.

"The messenger of zhurong God, I hope you can visit our zhurong tribe. I'm flint!" the head primitive pointed to himself.

"I call Wang Dali, call me Dali!" Wang Dali also pointed to himself.

"Dali" flint mumbled twice and found that the name was very simple and easy to remember. He remembered it all at once, "Dali, Dali!"

Flint and Wang shook hands vigorously and heavily.

The audience was dumbfounded.

"God, brother Dali slipped so fast and talked to the primitive people -"

"Brother Dali speaks Chinese clearly, but how can he understand what the primitive people said, and why did the primitive people understand brother Dali's words? It's unscientific -"

"It's the language of consciousness. Brother Dali is communicating in the language of consciousness -"

"Sophie, little Lori seems to understand -"

Tang Ling's heart is bitter. Why can't she understand it? But carefully observe the primitive man's expression and body language. Although Tang Ling doesn't understand it, she can also guess one or two.

Tang Ling pulled Sophie and whispered, "Sophie, what did the barbarian say in addition to thanking us?"

"Ah, can't sister Ling understand?"

"I don't have your telepathy and language skills!" Tang Ling snorted.

"Oh, well, that barbarian is wrong, sister Ling. They are not barbarians. They are from zhurong tribe. Like the people in Yanzu village outside, although the living conditions are harder, they are not barbarians. They are very smart!"

"All right, what are they talking about?"

"Oh, they invited us to visit zhurong tribe. They said we were heroes and messengers of zhurong God!" Sophie said.

"This is a good thing!" Tang Ling's eyes lit up. The authorities sent her and Sophie in to find out the situation here. If you can make friends with the aborigines here, it will be beneficial without harm!

"So, brother Dali agreed. He is asking about zhurong tribe and the surrounding areas." Sophie suddenly shouted.

"What's the matter?"

"The flint said that there was not only one tribe nearby, but also several other tribes!" Sophie was surprised.

"There are other tribes?" Tang Ling was surprised. It's very good. Naturally, the more people, the better.

Wang Dali turned to Tang Ling and shouted, "keep up. Let's go to zhurong tribe. In order to repay our life-saving kindness, people invited us to visit their tribe!"

"That must go!" Tang Ling and Sophie smiled happily. Seeing that it was getting late, they finally didn't have to eat and sleep in the wild mountains.

Zhurong people immediately picked up the snake, grabbed the scorpion, and led Wang Dali and his party back to the tribe.

In a bare mountain depression, before the high cliff of fire rock, a large village is located here. From a distance, thatched houses, wooden houses and earth rock houses can be seen everywhere, and a curl of cooking smoke can be vaguely seen rising from the house.

On the kaolin, there is a lookout, a fence at the intersection and so on. Occasionally, there are patrolling warriors.

Zhu Chi, the leader of the tribe, and the elders greeted him at the entrance of the tribe.

"How did they know we were coming?" Wang Dali's heart clicked. Just now, he didn't see the news delivered by flint and others.

When Huoshi and others saw the leader and elders coming to meet them, they hurried forward to report and told Wang Dali about his help.

Wang vigorously observed the leader of zhurong tribe. This woman named Zhu Chi seems to be young, but she is 17 or 18. Her skin is white and red. She is hot. She is wearing leather armor, big red plumes, white jade and a steel knife around her waist.

It looks heroic and does have the style of a tribal leader.

"Thank you for your help. I don't know where the righteous came from?" Zhu Chi asked.

"We came from the outside world. We are Xia people, mainly to explore the secret place. We didn't want to go to the boundary of your tribe. By chance, we helped the Firestone brothers and others expel the poisonous scorpion!" Wang Dali responded honestly and politely.

"Oh, is it from Xia?"

Zhu Chi's eyes lit up and she was very interested. She had heard the name of the state of Xia. She eagerly took Wang Dali's hand and laughed: "righteous men are really white and handsome. Can you tell me about your state of Xia?"

"This is OK!"

Rao is Wang Dali and generous. He can't help but be ashamed of Zhu Chi's heroism. Just now he met, he came up to grab his hand and was really open! However, the other women don't mind. If you are a big man, it would be too hypocritical.

"Several elders, treat these two girls well. I'll talk to the righteous stronghold!"

Zhu Chi took Wang Dali, asked each other his name, and then talked, "it's strange. How can I feel the breath of brother Dali like my God?"

"What God does the leader serve?"

"Zhu Rong, of course!" Zhu Chi took Wang Dali to the center of the tribal village, where a totem of Zhu Rong stood. The totem shape is relatively rough. The head of the human snake can't distinguish between male and female. Wang Dali raised his eyes and was stunned with only one eye.