Chapter 213

Alan ambushes a white tailed deer. The machete cuts the stag precisely on its back, making it unable to move. He kneels down on the ground and is slaughtered by someone.

After killing each other, he dragged the white tailed deer to the river and began to dismember and clean the deer.

There were a lot of fish in the river. Alan threw the deer's viscera into the river, and immediately attracted two pikes.

Alan's eyes were quick and his hands were fast. He pressed his hands in the water. He caught a big pike with his bare hands. It weighed ten kilograms.

He changed hands and cut the pike open to clean, and then carried two deer legs, carrying the fish and a bucket of water happily back.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of birds taking off from behind. Alan looked back warily. In the woods across the river, birds were shouting and flying away. Something was obviously coming out.

Alan stepped back and stared at the woods. Others didn't believe in monsters. He knew there were lizards here.

However, he did not see anyone coming out of the woods across the river until he withdrew more than ten meters away.

Thinking that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, Alan ran to the gathering point with food.

After he left, there was a crash in the river. A humanoid came out of the water with a pike on his shoulder and walked out of the river to the bank.

This humanoid creature is only 1.2 meters tall. It looks like a child. Its mouth and eyes are big. Its pupils are as sharp as snake's eyes.

The skin looks like a rock with lines and a bluish black luster. Its whole body is covered with delicate black scales without a trace of hair. The bones on the head are undulating like helmets.

There are hundreds of folds in the abdomen, such as shell patterns, there is also a ring of animal skin skirt around the waist, trailing a snake tail longer than the height behind, constantly swinging like a steel whip.

The hands and feet are like eagle claws, and there are spines at elbows and knees that radiate cold metal light.

It's true to say that it's a lizard man, but if he had horns on his head, he would be called a dragon man in China.

With hatred and doubt in his eyes, he looked at Alan who was far away. He threw the fish away and jumped onto the tree to follow him.

This is only a two-year-old lizard man. Although he can see human beings every year, the last time the Illuminati used civilians to experiment was four years ago, so he thought Alan was a strong man hiding his strength.

Although he felt that Alan was weak, he was still too young to take the initiative to show up or even attack. Seeing that Alan didn't find himself, he jumped over the river and returned to the nest to inform his parents.

It has to be said that Alan picked up a life, and this is also in Huang Ji's expectation, he knows that Alan can safely return with food.

"I may have met a monster. I feel a terrible thing spying on me..." Back at the gathering point, Alan told us all about it.

Everyone didn't care. Only Lao Wang knew that he might have met a lizard man. Fortunately, Alan was not attacked.

Huang Ji said, "so the monster is on the other side of the river..."

The magician said, "do you really believe in monsters? The pulling force of 5000 kg is too much. The polar bear has only one ton of strength. "

Huang Ji said: "it is better to believe in its existence than not to believe in its absence. That corgas can't let us have a picnic... "

People think it makes sense. No matter whether the monster's statement is bullshit or not, there is danger here.

When people wanted to deploy some traps nearby, Huang Ji stopped and said, "if there is such a monster, what's the use of building an iron wall? Don't waste your energy. "

After that, Huang Ji held a jar of herbal juice and scattered it around.

"What is this?" Hani covered her nose and felt the smell very pungent.

Huang Ji said: "some drugs with pungent smell. Isn't corgas saying that the monster is sensitive to smell? It might be useful to sprinkle it around. At least the wolves won't get close. "

People know, start to light a fire barbecue, we eat game happily. Huang Ji is quietly cleaning a thin bone and placing some flasks.

They didn't seem to notice that there were four lizards peeping at them from a nearby tree.

Four lizards, two big and two small, were only eight or nine meters away from them, smelling the herbal flavor of Huangji.

The gas is pungent to humans, but to lizards, it's fragrant and comfortable.

What's more, he felt that his breathing became more comfortable and his vital capacity expanded significantly.

"Is it toxic? My father said that human beings are our enemies and will do everything possible to harm us. " One of them was the little lizard man before.

"These are just civilians. The test objects released by the enemy are too weak. You can kill them all by yourself." Another larger lizard man whispered.

He glanced at the people who were laughing, laughing and eating barbecue, and realized that they were all weak because they smelled of the weak.

In terms of vitality, they are not as good as bison.

This makes the two small lizards behind him a little eager to try, want to rush down to kill them all, try their own hunting skills.But just then, a strange voice came into their ears.

"Woo..." It was Huang Ji. Suddenly he began to play bone flute.

This is really a simple flute. It can't be any more simple. You can dig out the bone tube, chisel a few holes, and place a thin piece of bone at the blowing mouth.

A long, deep voice was heard, and it caught everyone's attention.

Huang Ji held the flute alone, and his fingernails scratched across the mouth of the six beakers, making a chord like sound.

He also covered the deer skin on the medicine pot, and there were many small broken bones and stones in it. He tapped the deer skin with his palm and made a dull sound.

Tap the side of the medicine pot at the end of the bone flute to make a clear sound.

At the same time, the medicine pot was swaying under force, and the broken bones and stones inside also collided and clattered.

For a moment, Huang Ji's whole body was rhythmic, playing a very rhythmic melody.

People are eating, see Huang Ji suddenly play music, only that he wants to ease everyone's nervous mood.

After all, I was caught in the death game for no reason. After a series of intense survival, I could finally sit down to eat and drink.

Everyone was sitting around the fire. There was water and meat, but it was just music.

In people's ears, Huang Ji plays the movement with smooth rhythm just by virtue of simple utensils.

If you want to say it's nice, it's not that the instrument is too simple. Although the rhythm is smooth, the timbre is hoarse and mocking.

But we have experienced many times of life and death, and now it's hard to sit down and have a rest. Listening to music has been very enjoyable. At first glance, it also feels beautiful.

In particular, Huang Ji's occasional exhortation when his fingertips gently across the flasks, even into a piece of pearls and jades falling into a plate, so pleasant to the ear.

God knows how he plays it. Huang Ji's fingers seem to have magic power. The moment her fingertips are crossed, thousands of music and colors blend into one. For a time, Hani suspected that she heard the electric sound. There was a small snake stirring in her brain, and the nerves behind her ears were slightly twitching, which taught her a strange feeling that was beyond words.

"Pa pa pa..." People can't help clapping and harmony. They want to beat their palms to keep up with Huang Ji's rhythm. However, they clap their hands, and the noise comes in. On the contrary, they frown slightly and stop consciously.

The music still needs to be compared. At first, Huang Ji's music is general, and the tone is monotonous. You can add everyone's co-ordination and immediately let everyone hear the discord.

As if Huang Ji's music would be out of harmony with any extra noise, it was integrated with the sound of wind, leaves, water and birds.

Lao Wang's eyes widened. He had studied vocal music for some time. He was surprised to hear the way.

Huang Ji's melody is tailor-made for the current environment. More than one inch is not allowed, and less is not allowed!

If the tune becomes natural, if the wind of nature changes, his rhythm will also change. This is a chord with heaven and earth. No one in the audience has this ability, so no one can keep pace with it.

It is Who is in tune with human music? I travel alone in the sky!

"Hoo..."

The wind is getting louder. The place is surrounded by mountains, and the wind whistles across the valley.

The birds whispered with the sound of the spring, and the leaves were dancing in the wind. The background sound naturally complemented the monotony of Huangji bone flute.

People dare not make a sound to disturb, quietly immersed in the heaven and earth chorus.

Usually, as a background, it automatically blocks the natural sounds that have never stopped to listen to, and under the guidance of Huang Ji's flute sound, it can be clearly tuned.

Huang Ji's monotonous and hoarse music, supplemented by the wind and leaves of bird spring, has become a movement with full timbre.

No one can tell whether it is heaven and earth that makes Huang Ji's flute sound or Huang Ji's flute sound that makes heaven and earth sound.

The mouth of the finger flick bottle, which is not cold, makes people's hearts jump, like flying up.

All of a sudden, and then fleeting, people are infatuated, but also disappointed.

Huang Ji's rhythm is faster and more exciting with the wind.

Fingertip frequency is becoming more and more compact, layer by layer, layer by layer will bring people into higher enjoyment.

"SA!"

"Exhort!"

The rhythm is faster and faster, fast to the end, Huang Ji in front of the bottle mouth, actually a tear open the collar, tear his clothes silk!

Sometimes deep bass, sometimes high clear music, suddenly came such a sound, instant let people as if the head burst in general.

The sound of cracking silk and exhortation came out alternately, more and more urgent, and all the voices gathered at one place.

Finally, under the roar of an eagle passing by in the sky, everything suddenly fell silent.

The people came back to God, and then looked at Huang Ji, who had put down the bone flute, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

And the full movement has disappeared, leaving only the background noise that does not form a tune.

It's just the wind, the water, the birds.

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