Yang Pojun and they entered the werewolf tribe and began to eat and drink to fill their stomachs, and now Yang Pojun has the heart to chat with them.

In the middle of the field, there was a large pile of firewood, and on top of it was a roast sheep, which had now been eaten for the most part.

Buck, the warrior of the werewolf clan, looks very burly, especially the scars on his face, which look extremely hideous!

It exudes a savage aura that is different from ordinary humans!

Buck patted Yang Pojun on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to have the heart to come to our werewolf tribe, which really makes us very happy." ”

Yang Pojun sighed: "I have no choice, otherwise, how could I come to you." ”

"Oh?" Buck and the other werewolves all looked at Yang Pojun with puzzled expressions.

Yang Pojun told the truth.

When everyone heard Yang Pojun's words, they were all shocked and said, "I didn't expect you to make a feud with the people of the Inquisition."

"Yes, that's the undead of the werewolf tribe, you actually survived from his hands, you really have a big life."

Yang Pojun shrugged helplessly and said, "So I came to you to flee." ”

And just then, Mondstadt, the leader of the werewolf tribe, arrived.

Mondstadt was a very old man, with his back bent and a cane on his club.

Although he looked so old, Yang Pojun knew that once this guy was transformed, he would be very powerful.

Yang Pojun stood up and looked at Mondstadt and said with a smile, "Leader Mondstadt, I'm sorry to disturb you. ”

Mondstadt sat down next to Yang Pojun and said with a smile, "What kind words do you say, you are the benefactor of our tribe of men, and you saved this life of mine, if it weren't for you, I would have gone to see God by now." ”

Next, they sat together and chatted.

At this moment, in the depths of the forest, a rainbow appeared.

This rainbow is very eye-catching at night.

The people of the werewolf tribe all turned their heads to look, and Yang Pojun was also puzzled: "What is this rainbow?" How do you appear in the dark of night? ”

A hint of exclamation appeared on Mondstadt's old face, "This rainbow has been appearing for half a month, and in the depths of the forest, there is a cold pool, and I heard that there is a treasure of our werewolf tribe in it, but no one has opened it since ancient times. ”

"And this time there are rainbows in a row, I don't know what it portends, but in the face of this rainbow, we can't do anything."

When Yang Pojun heard this, he frowned and said, "It seems that there are really a lot of mysterious things in this world, when the dawn comes, can the leader of Mondstadt take me to see it, maybe I have a way." ”

Mondstadt looked at Yang Pojun and said with a happy face: "Yes, maybe we can't open it ourselves, but others can, okay, then you can rest well today, and I will personally lead you tomorrow." “

Next, Yang Pojun and the warriors of the werewolf tribe toasted a glass of wine and began to sleep in a wooden house.

Now the iron hook is also drunk and his face is flushed.

The two were lying on a wooden bed.

Iron Hook sighed: "Lord Yang, have you ever thought about turning this group of werewolf tribe masters into your helpers?" If they follow you, it's definitely a very strong fighting force! ”

Yang Pojun shook his head and said: "Forget it, people live a life without fighting with the world, why should I involve them in my own hatred." ”

"Sleep, tomorrow I want to see what the treasure of this werewolf tribe is, it has been handed down since ancient times, how about it compared to the ten fierce places?"

Now Yang Pojun has a very strong curiosity in his heart.

Curious, he fell asleep.

When it was just dawn that day, Yang Pojun's door was pushed open in an instant!

A strong murderous aura rushed towards Yang Pojun and them!

Yang Pojun and Iron Hook both sat up instantly!

Yang Pojun looked at the warriors of the werewolf tribe in addition to Buck, and Yang Pojun looked puzzled: "Brother Buck, what do you mean by this?" ”

Buck said in a solemn voice: "Brother Yang, I didn't expect our werewolf tribe to treat you as a brother, but you stumbled behind your back!" ”

Yang Pojun had no idea what the situation was now.

He wondered, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"The people we sent to guard the treasures of our werewolf tribe are all dead, and no one has come to our werewolf tribe except you!"

"What!!"

Yang Pojun and Iron Hook both frowned, both of them were sleeping last night, and they didn't know what was going on at all.

Yang Pojun said in a deep voice: "Brother Buck, this must be a misunderstanding, let's go to the scene to take a look, if it is really me who did it, you want to kill or chop, I, Yang Pojun, will definitely not frown!" ”

Buck nodded, "Okay, then let's go check it out!" ”

Walking out of the cabin, the masters of the werewolf tribe followed them outside.

And now Mondstadt has already gone to the scene.

Yang Pojun said as he walked, "Brother Mondstadt, has the treasure of your werewolf tribe been opened?" ”

Buck shook his head and said, "I didn't open it, if it did, now you have been killed by me!" ”

When Yang Pojun heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately." ”

I saw that in this area, the forest was dense, and those tall trees seemed to have existed since ancient times, and a few people couldn't hold them.

There were also some pythons crawling on the trees, but they did not attack Yang Pojun and them.

Some of the animal bones in the forest don't know how many years they have existed.

Yang Pojun felt that there were really many mysterious things in this world.

Maybe there really were gods in the world!

Yang Pojun knows that in their Chinese culture, it is often said that many big figures have become gods, such as Taoism, and various ancient legends.

Yang Pojun didn't believe it before, but now he is half-convinced.

In the middle of the forest surrounding, there is a huge deep pool, and the cold air is bubbling in the deep pool, and Yang Pojun is still far away, so he feels the cold is biting.

I saw that there were more than a dozen masters of the werewolf tribe around, all of whom fell to the side, and there were no injuries on their bodies.

Yang Pojun looked at Mondstadt and said, "Leader of Mondstadt, how did these brothers die?" ”

Mondstadt didn't dare to say if it was Yang Pojun's hand right now.

He shook his head and said: "There are no injuries, but the entrance of the treasure has been attacked, Xiao Yang, it's not that the people of our werewolf tribe suspect you, there was nothing here before, but since you came last night, our people have died, and it just so happened that I told you about our treasure last night." ”

When Yang Pojun heard this, he suspected that he had done it.

But Yang Pojun knows that behind this, someone must have planted the blame for himself!

Who is behind this, who killed the master of the werewolf tribe?

(End of chapter)