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Chapter 163
Leopard Skin and Leopard Liver saw the crow being led into the tent by the giant, compared to themselves who could only enjoy the cold wind in the camp, they were a little envious at first, but they were startled when they heard the crow's screams coming from the camp.

They know the crow's temperament better than anyone else. Along the way, the two of them wanted to give up countless times, but no matter how tired or hard they were, or how many setbacks they encountered, the crow never snorted.

But at this time, the always tough crow lost his composure and yelled. It was conceivable how terrible pain he was enduring, and both of them sweated for him.

It took a long time for the screams to stop, and the giant lifted up the tent and came out with a satisfied expression on his face, while the others gloated and talked about it with a playful smile.

Leopard Skin and Leopard Liver couldn't understand the birdsong of these savages, and didn't understand what happened. They didn't hear anything for a while, and couldn't help thinking: Brother Crow... isn't he going to die?

The two became more and more uneasy, worried that after the crow died, it would be their turn next.

For the next four days, Borg continued to patronize the small tent. The screams of the crow became weaker and weaker day by day, and it was unknown whether it was due to weakness or numbness. Sending a bowl of mutton soup, they are hanging on their breath, and no one cares about it at other times.

Leopard was very scared.

Through the observations of the past few days, combined with the situation where Borg pinched his arm as if picking prey, he probably guessed the torment the crow suffered.

Thinking that it might be his turn after Brother Crow was played badly, he was so scared that he trembled all over, and his butt seemed to start to hurt.

When Borg walked past him, he wished he could bury his head in the soil, for fear that he would be selected if he looked at him more.

He even thought about dying, but he just thought about it, because he was also afraid of death.

Whenever the scarred man brought steaming hot mutton soup, the thought of hunger strike was forgotten by him. Hunger drove him to gobble it up. The delicious mutton soup and tender mutton rolled into his mouthpiece. He felt so good to be alive.

The strange thing is that in the past, they were fed in the evening, but today, just after dawn, the scarred man brought a bowl of mutton soup.

Leopard Pi secretly observed the other party, perhaps because half of his face was burned, the scarred man was always expressionless, as if he was wearing a human skin mask, lifeless.

Leopard Pi couldn't see the slightest clue from the scarred man's expression, he was too lazy to guess, no matter what the reason was, since the other party brought the food, he had no reason not to eat it, if the other party wanted to kill him, it couldn't be easier. It is necessary to poison the soup.

After eating a bowl of mutton soup, the coldness of last night was completely dispelled, and the warmth spread throughout the limbs and bones in the blink of an eye. The body began to heat up, and Leopard suddenly felt much more energetic.

The scarred man didn't go straight away, but untied the rope tied to the stone, picked him up, pushed him hard, and ordered: "Qiba!"

In the past few days, Leopard Pi has also learned some simple words, knowing that this word means walking.

He didn't dare to disobey, and walked forward obediently.

Not long after he walked, he saw Leopard Liver being escorted from another direction.

Both of them were overjoyed to find that they were safe, and they both looked towards the camp where the crow was.

The curtain made of animal skin was raised, and the giant walked out first, holding a rope in his hand, and at the other end of the rope were two dying crows fighting.

Brother Crow is still alive!

Leopard skin and leopard liver couldn't help but be overjoyed.

According to the agreement, Borg had the right to use the Savage for four days. Now that the time limit has expired, he returned the Savage to Babu as promised, and said with some reluctance: "I want to buy him."

"Yes, as long as you offer the starting price, I can exchange him to you."

"No, it's not worth it."

Babu inspected the Wildling's body carefully for any damage.

"Don't worry, Brother Crow is a strong man." Borg grinned, "Take it to the mountain, and you can get a lot of good things in exchange."

Babu checked his identity and found that, as Bogg said, the savage's condition looked very bad, but it was only mental, and there was no obvious physical trauma, and his face was even bloody. Obviously, during this period, Bogg Greg kept feeding him.

On the contrary, he was a little disappointed. He thought that with Borg's style, going crazy would inevitably lead to punching, kicking, and violence. It's normal to be injured and maimed, and he was still waiting to blackmail him.

His calculations came to nothing, so he had no choice but to say, "Unexpectedly, you treat men more tenderly than women."

"Don't think of me so savagely, Bob, I'm gentle with anyone as long as they cooperate."

Borg paused, folded his hands on his chest, looked straight at Babu, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "Maybe you should experience it yourself, and I can give you two holy stones."

"You are dismissed."

Babu's tone was flat, without any emotion.

Borg chuckled, gave Babu a meaningful look, and turned to leave.

As soon as Borg left, everyone immediately started talking about it.

"This savage is very powerful, he was able to survive that madman."

"If it were me, I would have been killed by a head-on collision!"

"Didn't Borg say that? As long as he is willing to cooperate, he is very gentle to everyone. Maybe the savage is fine with this? Not only does he not struggle, but he tries his best to cater to him."

Everyone laughed.

Babu didn't smile. He caught a glimpse of this wild man named Brother Crow looking at Borg's back from an imperceptible angle, and a cold light flashed in his dim and dazed pupils.

But soon, the crow returned to its haggard and decadent appearance, drooping its head, without saying a word.

Babu raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, but kept his mind secretly.

He selected three strong hunters, and the four escorted the wild man up the mountain together.

The destination is the hill tribe.

This section of the road is not difficult, but it is very far away. Even if you travel non-stop and at the fastest speed, you will still have to walk for five full days.

There are endless grasslands on the mountain and below the mountain. The tribes on the mountain and the tribes below the mountain live by grazing sheep and hunting and gathering. However, the mountains between the two tribes seem to be forever insurmountable. Not too far, but very little contact.

If he hadn't been forced to, Babu didn't want to go up the mountain to see the faces of the people on the mountain.

In the mouths of people under the mountain, "people on the mountain" is a derogatory term, representing arrogance, arrogance and defiantness.

Of course, in the mouths of the people on the mountain, "people from the mountain" is also a derogatory term, representing ignorance, barbarism and lack of awe.

The hunters who were selected by Babu to go up the mountain together were all reluctant.

In cold weather, you should lie down in the camp, and at most go out to hunt when you are bored. Who would like to waste time and energy traveling long distances to get angry?

Along the way, they were making fun of the people on the mountain and making fun of the self-righteousness of those guys.

But they have to admit that the people on the mountain do have their own advantages, such as sharp and beautiful sacred stones, such as extremely warm and thick mammoth skin.

So occasionally, they would go up the mountain and exchange some supplies with the people on the mountain.

Ordinary prey, utensils and handicrafts are not looked down upon by the mountain people. They only want one thing: people.

Regardless of whether they are sick or not, whether they are male or female, and where they come from, as long as they are strong enough, they will accept them.

The stronger the person, the more things he can exchange for.

In the mountain tribe, those who are seriously ill, old but still have strength, usually ask to go up the mountain to make a last contribution to the tribe, and those who make major mistakes should be expelled from the tribe or be severely punished , will also be sent up the mountain and handed over to the people on the mountain.

On this vast grassland, it is rare to meet wildlings, let alone such strong wildlings.

Babu is not as perverted as Borg, and he doesn't trust these three guys with unknown origins at all. It is impossible to accept them. If you stay in the tribe for one more day, you will waste one more day of food. The right way is to hurry up and sell them.

Thinking that these three strong savages could exchange them for a lot of precious supplies, they got some psychological compensation for their reluctance to travel long distances.

Babu has always been cautious, even more so after realizing Brother Crow's forbearance.

After suffering several days of inhuman torture, this person not only did not lose the courage to live, but hid his edge and waited for the opportunity. This kind of heart and persistence are really commendable, and even Babu couldn't help but look at him differently.

Had he been born in the Downhill Tribe, he would have been an excellent hunter, but he was a wild man.

The other two savages, Babu, didn't pay attention to them at all. In his view, they were no threat, but Brother Crow made him feel dangerous. If there is any accident that is most likely to happen on the road, it must be Brother Crow .

Naturally, Babu would not give him any chance. During the five-day journey, his eyes almost grew on Brother Crow, watching his every move.

They climbed over the mountains and ridges along the route in memory. The first few mountains were relatively steep, and the mountains were covered with snow in the cold weather, which made the journey more difficult. But after climbing the first few mountains, there were gentle slopes and rolling hills. up.

The leopard skin and leopard liver stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the familiar mountain shape in the distance, and immediately felt a sense of returning to their hometown.

The mountains in my hometown are also undulating like this. The difference is that the mountains here are even gentler. Even at the end of the line of sight, there is no mountain range higher than the mountains. The mountains stretch towards the southwest, as if endless .

Coming up the mountain, Babu led the people to run at full speed, and the leopard skin that was dallying was beaten several times, not daring to neglect, gritted its teeth and tried to keep up with Babu's speed.

The crow never uttered a sound.

Leopard Skin and Leopard Liver understood him very well. After going through such a terrible thing, if it were them, they would definitely feel ashamed, and they might even have died long ago. It is already remarkable that Crow can persevere until now.

But in fact, the crows at this time were far stronger than them both physically and mentally.

Borg is not lying, he is not a pure savage, as long as his needs are met, he is willing to show his soft side.

In the past few days, the leopard skin and leopard liver only had one bowl of soup to drink every day, and the crow's hypocrisy and persuasion bought him enough food. Except for a little pain in the buttocks, he now has plenty of energy and feels good.

But he always pretended to be out of breath, half dead.

He didn't know what was waiting for him ahead, and it wouldn't be a good thing after all.

He suffered such great humiliation, but he didn't fight Borg desperately, or even struggled a lot, just to survive!Nothing is more important than being alive!As long as he can survive, he can do anything!
But now, with only four people escorting them, and only two people keeping watch at night, it seemed that it was the best time to escape.

He memorized the route and the surrounding terrain silently. There were dense forests growing in the mountains. Although the leaves had all fallen off, these thick trunks could still provide cover for the fleeing people.

He is always looking for opportunities, as long as there is an opportunity, he will run away without hesitation. As for the leopard skin and leopard liver, who, does he know?

However, he soon discovered that the man named Babu seemed to be particularly wary of him.

Whenever he asked to relieve himself, Bub would always watch him shake the last drop of urine. Before going to bed at night, Bub would wrap the rope that tied him around his arm. As long as he moved a little, Bub would wake up immediately. Come on, once he has nightmares and his body trembles uncontrollably, he will be beaten for no reason.

The first thing Bubba did when he woke up in the morning was to check that the rope was tied securely, and search him to make sure he didn't hide any sharp stones or other things that could grind the rope.

are you crazy!

The crow didn't understand why Babu targeted him so much, and hated him so much.

Until they climbed the last hill, the crow couldn't find any chance to escape.

They stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance through the gap between the trees. The leopard skin and liver were startled from ear to ear.

On the other side of the mountain, there is actually a snowfield!
It is also a snowfield, it is much colder here than at the bottom of the mountain, and the snow has thickened a lot.

There were chaotic footsteps in the forest, and at the same time, there was a voice asking: "Xia?"

The crow knew that this was asking for the identity of the visitor.

Startled, the leopard skin and leopard liver instinctively moved a few steps towards the crow and hid behind him.

A group of strong men in full armor appeared from all directions, holding spears, the spearheads were made of a shiny black stone.

Every time he finished his work, Borg would chat with the crow. Of course, he talked to himself every time.

He had shown off this stone to the crow, and he called it the holy stone, which was as black and shiny as cleansed hair, but very hard.He proudly stated that the holy stone is so precious that only the most valiant hunters can use it to make weapons.

The crow looked at the black spearheads in the opponent's hand and couldn't help snorting.

What kind of holy stone seems to be nothing more than that.

Babu immediately negotiated with the other party, and the two sides chatted for a long time.

I don't know if the negotiation failed, the other party started a body search, but it was nothing. What surprised the three of the crows was that the other party didn't even let Babu and the others go.

The blue veins on the foreheads of the four hunters were bulging, and they were obviously very angry, but they could only raise their hands, suppressing their anger, and let the other party do their best.

The crow saw it, thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)