Such a seemingly ordinary stone carving box made Fan Wei feel speechless.
Could it be that the sacred objects that the indigenous people have always treasured are just ancient works of art?
But also, how many shocking sacred objects can such a small indigenous tribe come up with?
What if it was just such an ordinary ancient artifact?
Art works, although extremely valuable, are no better than numerous diamond mines.
It seems that Mr.
Mister is destined to be a little disappointed.
Not only was Mist disappointed, Fan Wei himself was actually quite disappointed.
It seems that his expectations for this indigenous tribe are still too high.
The indigenous tribe living on such a small island really didn't have the ability to come up with any treasures that would shock him.
He really didn't see anything strange about such an ordinary Mayan stone carving box.
However, what Fan Wei did not expect was that instead of being disappointed, Mist turned his eyes on the stone carving box with excitement and excitement.
He was so excited that he even faintly lost his voice and said, "Quickly , Assang Doma, bring the holy object and bring it to me."
Asang Doma looked troubled and turned to look at the clan leader.
The clan leader nodded calmly and motioned for Assandoma to hand it to Mist.
At this time, Sambak next to him wanted to speak nervously, but when he saw the look in the patriarch's eyes, he couldn't help but give up.
Since the patriarch nodded and agreed to Mist's request, Asang Doma naturally did not dare to go against the patriarch's wishes, so he could only step forward and slowly hand the heavy stone carving box to Mist.
Mist couldn't wait any longer and took the sacred object of the indigenous tribe into his arms.
He also touched Asan Doma's little hand and said proudly, "Asan Doma, you are so awesome."
If you are willing to follow me and don't want to leave here, glory and wealth are waiting for you.
It's much better than being a savage in the woods, right?
Look, now the holy object is in my hands, and your faith is all It no longer exists, why should we stay in the tribe?”
Asandoma bit her lip tightly and did not speak.
She just walked back to the patriarch silently, using silent actions to protest against Mist's temptation.
Asandoma's silent resistance made Mist very unhappy.
He frowned and raised his pistol and threatened, "Don't be shameless, you bitch who has been slept with by countless men.
Believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot right now."
"You" "How dare you, Mist, the thing is already in your hands.
If you really dare to act recklessly, our whole clan will fight to the death with you."
Faced with Mist's wanton insults, the clan leader finally got angry.
After speaking out, the indigenous warriors on the side showed off their machetes one after another, and they were angry and murderous.
It was already abominable that the sacred objects were snatched away by these businessmen, but now they want to insult their women.
This is not forced.
Are they going to fight back desperately?
Seeing the eagerly looking indigenous warriors all around, Mist was obviously more savvy than anyone else.
He quickly took back his pistol and said with a smile, "It's just a joke.
Chief, don't take it so seriously.
Thank you for this great gift.
I heard Heaney say, This holy object comes from a mysterious country.
It contains endless energy and can even swallow hard transparent stones.
I would like to see if this holy object is as magical as he said."
Hearing Mist's words, Fan Wei was obviously stunned.
Any transparent stone can swallow this thing.
It can actually swallow the endless energy of diamonds.
Not only did he not understand what Mist said at all, but he was also confused.
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How could such a stone carving box have the exaggerated abilities he mentioned?
Is it possible?
The patriarch next to him had a gloomy face but did not speak.
Instead, he glanced at the moon hanging high in the sky from time to time, as if he was calculating something.
At this time, Heaney came over and said respectfully to Mist, "Mr.
Mist, the sacred objects of the indigenous tribes are wrapped in this stone carving box, but you must have a key to open it.
I'm afraid this key It’s on that elder.”
Hearing Xini's words, Mist was obviously stunned, and then he laughed and said, "I see, it seems that this patriarch wants to play tricks on me again.
It doesn't matter, someone, go and search this elder's body."
Once again, if he dares to resist, shoot him and search him later.”
As soon as Mister issued the vicious order, his two businessmen next to him walked up to the elder with guns in their hands.
Perhaps it was Mister's words that acted as a deterrent.
The elder did not resist and stood obediently.
He didn't move where he was and allowed the two men to search.
Soon, the two of them found an ancient key from his waist and handed it to Mist, who was holding the stone carving box.
He happily took the key and slowly inserted it into the lock of the stone carving box.
He only heard a crisp click sound, and the lock in the stone carving box had been completely released.
Mist's hands were trembling slightly in excitement, and Fan Wei next to him stared at the unlocked stone carving box with wide eyes.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that the real holy object was hidden in the stone carving box.
It's not the stone carving box that is the sacred object of this tribe.
He always thought that the stone carving box was a whole, but he never expected that such a well-carved antique would be just the packaging of the sacred object.
This shows how many sacred objects are hidden inside. precious "Holy relics, holy relics, haha, baby, let me see your true face in Lushan."
Mist happily and excitedly pinched the lid of the stone carving box with the key and slowly pinched it with her fingers.
Slowly open this treasure that has been sealed and handed down by the indigenous tribes for who knows how many years.
At this moment, just when Fan Wei widened his eyes and wanted to take a closer look at what treasure was hidden in the stone carving box, Mist's expression suddenly changed.
He opened his mouth, and there was a sudden change in his throat.
There seemed to be something stuck, making a strange sound.
Before anyone else could react, a mouthful of blood with a blood-red viscous substance spurted out from his mouth, instantly destroying the stone carving box in his hand. stained deep red Only then did the clan leader finally show a faint sneer.
It seemed that the result he was waiting for finally arrived.
The mantis turned into a cicada, and the cicada transformed into a ferocious mantis.
"Mist" Mist, who was vomiting blood, was obviously starting to feel weak, and became a little staggering and unsteady.
At this time, several other businessmen nearby hurriedly supported him in panic.
Looking at the blood flowing out of his mouth, they obviously didn't know what happened and what to do for a while.
Only Fan Wei knew that the end of Mist and these businessmen had finally come.
Looking at Mist's panting but still unable to breathe in oxygen, it can be seen that this guy will eventually die due to lack of oxygen soon.
In this forest tribe that seemed primitive and simple to him: