Fang Senyan confirmed that there were human flesh, nails, hair, toxins and the like in the rice, and he began to eat it.
Then a black girl brought a plate of steamed pastries with a large basket woven of reeds.
This cake is made by pouring local specialty sorghum powder into a gourd full of fine holes, and then burning it on an iron pot with water, and the steamed cake is delicious.
Finally, top with a powder mixed with bananas, humiles, tapioca flour, palm oil, chili peppers and salt.
Its native language is called "Yingera".
The surface of the cake is gray, soft and sour, Fang Senyan even saw some tribesmen withdraw some gray sè powder into the wine glass, he also tried it, and found that these powders were not the imaginary pepper and salt and the like, but directly ground into the powder of ore, biting into the teeth "salad salad", quite uncomfortable.
However, the natives who ate it shook their heads and shook their heads, which was very comfortable, and when they got to the back, they even got up their grass skirts and began to shake and dance.
When Fang Senyan saw their actions, he immediately remembered one thing, that is, in the ancient Jin Dynasty of China, it was also popular to consume mineral powder, and it was called Wushi San, and the famous Wang Xizhi was because of this burp.
I didn't expect that in Africa, thousands of miles away, there were people with the same way.
It's a pity that these tribesmen don't seem to be able to leave heirlooms like Lan Tingxu.
Then a lot of tribesmen began to offer Fang Senyan the food they brought, what insect eggs, grasshoppers, worms, this behavior is somewhat similar to the real world, a group of little girls with red dots in the eyebrows, wearing red scarves to the uncles and aunts who got off the plane, Of course, just the symbolic meaning is the same.
The feelings that brought Fang Senyan were two different things.
In the face of these African special foods, the black buddies ate a round belly, Fang Senyan saw that he liked to eat a thing wrapped in black burnt leaves, or relish, Fang Senyan couldn't help but taste it too.
Gu felt a little sour when I ate it once, and it was a little similar to the taste of salted duck egg yolk, but the second time it was probably the roasted person's taste was heavier, just like boiling poached eggs like boiling sugar eggs.
Immediately, Fang Senyan felt a little indescribable fishy smell, grabbed the black buddy and asked quietly, and suddenly his eyes widened and his stomach turned over for a while, it turned out that this place was rich in the kind of giant spiders with slap arrows, and they could even hunt small birds, this barbecue was to tear off the fat belly of the giant spider and wrap it in the fire and burn it Fang Senyan had also asked about some things before, but he didn't know if these natives were pretending to be confused or tight-lipped, and he hadn't gotten any useful news.
Fang Senyan didn't dare to eat the strange food that those people had offered anymore.
It wasn't until about half an hour later, the alcohol of the rum began to take effect, gradually defeating the locals' defensive mentality, just as the so-called drunk spit out the truth, Fang Senyan began to talk to the chief next to him without a word.
"Don't you have any of the expensive specialties here?"
"No, no, that's all" "Come, try our specialty Golden Rum Goo" "It tastes good, oh, it's good."
"Chief, are the warriors of your tribe not brave enough?"
"You are talking nonsense, the warriors of our tribe are as cunning as wolves, and as fierce as lions" "Then why are you so afraid of the enemies of the Dubai sub-tribe?"
"You, you know what Dubai tribes are not people, they are devils, they are the descendants of evil gods, and anyone who enters that damned swamp will be dragged into their ruins and become a terrible slave to death" "It's just a legend, and there's always a lot of water in it."
"This, this is not a legend Twenty years ago, I followed my father into the swamp, the horror and weirdness in it is definitely not what you can imagine, those powerful and vicious Dubai subans, they have been chasing and killing us is like a nightmare, not only that, but even nature has become our enemy, the god of nature in Maharu has completely gone berserk and the danger has spread everywhere in the air, in the soil, under the water source, and even the people who have been killed have re-climbed up to attack us two" Hearing the old chieftain say this, Fang Senyan's eyes lit up at the same time, yes, although this old man seemed to be tight-lipped, but under the lethality of rum, he was also drunk and spit out the truth.
As can be seen from Lord Falk Jr., the place called the Dubai Marsh must be dark and rancid, full of disease, pestilence, and danger.
In this case, if you can get a guide who has been here before, then it must be twice the result with half the effort, and it is extremely efficient.
However, these local natives estimate that it is difficult to even eat enough, and they must not spare too much time and sugar for sakemaking and other work.
Therefore, they were addicted to alcohol and had a very low resistance to alcohol, and when Fang Senyan wanted to continue to inquire about the chieftain's condition, he saw that the old man was sleeping deeply and could no longer wake up.
But fortunately, since you have such a piece of information, it is equivalent to finding the thread in a mess, and then it will naturally become clear.
Fang Senyan immediately called a few pirates who were smart and good at drinking, and asked them to immediately bring good wine to inquire about the news, and soon, all kinds of news quickly fed back.
First of all, it was the old chief who had a strange disease, and he was tossing and turning all day long, shouting shēn and groaning, so Alam, who was the son of the old chief at that time, led the warriors of the clan deep into the depths of the swamp and risked his life to find the secret root of the Dubai tribe: the Sun Ladder.
It is rumored that this huddle contains terrifying and mysterious powers, which can make people grasp the source of immortality.
As the primitive tribe closest to the Dubai Marsh, they also have some rules of activity for the Dubai sub-marsh.
The timing of their entry into the swamp coincided with the ritual of the Dubai sub-tribes.
There were a total of 147 people who followed the chief into the Swamp, but only 13 made it out alive, and of these 13 people, four of them turned into monsters within seven days of coming out, or were killed, or fled into the primeval jungle, and there are still five people left.
There is also a message that the local natives live in a very difficult situation, so it only takes a small price to gain their loyalty.
After Fang Senyan got this information, he quickly started to act, the first thing he was looking for was naturally the survivors who had penetrated into the Dubai sub-tribe.
However, the process did not go smoothly, and they found that the people they could find had become unlucky people who could only salivate and laugh, and the only one who was sober was the current chieftain of the tribe.
But obviously this chief will never follow them, if it is strong, then it will be self-defeating, according to Fang Senyan's methods, it will naturally be able to get them, but it will take a certain amount of time, but Fang Senyan and they only have a few small ones left at this time Time.
After weighing many parties, Fang Senyan's pirates found another piece of news to report: "Boss, there was another person who went deep into the Dubai Marsh back then, named Mbenga. ” Fang Senyan suddenly felt that this name was quite familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, when he was slaughtering zebras before, there was a native who suddenly went crazy, isn't this guy called Mbenga Looking at his consciousness and consciousness, he definitely doesn't look like a madman and a fool, as soon as he thought of this, Fang Senyan immediately called the guy from the gold mine, and asked Mogansha and Jiaoshi to cooperate with him to recruit natives as the team to enter the Dubai Marsh.
Fang Senya used a beautiful mirror to bribe a black girl, and it was estimated that her boyfriend or suitor was in charge of guarding the sinner, so although the caretaker's face was embarrassed, the next second his ears were pulled up hard, and the pain deformed this guy's facial features.
The black girl muttered a few more words, probably for the sake of no longer being ravaged by her ears or the smooth life of XG these few nights, the guards who seemed to be tall and mighty but were actually very afraid of women got out of the way, and Fang Senyan didn't have much effort, and saw Mbenga who was imprisoned in the scribbled building on the periphery.
Mbenga was a black man, a tall man with a strong black man with knotted muscles and triangular eyes.
He tattooed a spider on the left cheek with striking paint.
When Fang Senyan saw him, the big man was squeezing the sun with the thumbs of both hands, frowning tightly, as if doing so could make some distracting thoughts be expelled from his mind faster and faster.
There was a very obvious scar on his forehead, which was blood-red, like a centipede, snaked on his forehead, and even probably because the bone density had been destroyed, and the skin where the scar had regrown had a strange depression.
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It looked as if a piece of his head was missing, as far as Fang Senyan's shallow medical knowledge was concerned, he could see that Mbenga was very lucky to be able to survive such a traumatic brain injury, let alone maintain normal consciousness, after seeing Fang Senyan, Mbenga was surprised: "You and I recognize you, you are the leader of the group of people who came from the other side of the sea, what are you going to do?"
Fang Senyan's answer was: "Bang", which was the sound of the rum waxing stopper being squeezed out hard, and then the mellow aroma of the golden rum naturally drifted into his nostrils through the medium of air.
To be continued
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