Sure enough, just as Lin Sen had guessed, the young man was indeed leading the way for the two of them, looking at the dozens of simple two-story buildings built of bamboo and thatch in front of him, it was obvious that this was the tribe of this barbarian youth.

This small building group stands by the mountain, into a semicircle, surrounded by the kind of simple two-story small building, the lower floor is empty, the upper floor is inhabited, a curious head has stretched out from the upper floor to watch, after seeing the green snake behind Lin Sen, I can't help but leave a look of surprise in my eyes, the whereabouts of the pedaling, and worship on the side of the muddy path.

And the hideous giant crocodile behind Qing Ling was full of fear, although there were fierce beasts living in this mountain, when had they ever seen such a hideous giant beast!

In the middle of the tribal group is a relatively ornate large, two-story attic, backed by a mountain, with thick thatched roofs and cornices pointing obliquely to the sky like two horns.

And the young man was also pointing to the large attic at this time, and kept gesticulating, always letting Lin Sen and the others pass.

Suddenly, Lin Sen's heart moved, and he felt a monk's breath, and the green snake glanced at each other and looked at the attic one after another.

A moment later, above the attic, there was a rickety figure walking down tremblingly on crutches, with white hair and hair, a thin body wrapped in a thick skeleton, and the flesh on the left cheek from the ear canal disappeared, leaving a hideous scar, and the animal skin clothes on his body were much more gorgeous than the rest of the people, and his body was full of all kinds of silver ornaments!

As soon as the old man appeared, the surroundings instantly quieted down, the kind of villagers worshipped around the old man religiously, and the young man also hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed, pointed to the green snake, and said something excitedly!

When the old man heard this, his face was gloomy, and his tone was very serious, as if he was reprimanding the young man. After drinking the young man back, he walked tremblingly to Lin Sen and the others on crutches, looked at Lin Sen and the others cautiously with a pair of dim eyes, and then said, "Old Decay Chamudo." I don't know where the seniors came from?"

What he said was actually a straight and round Chinese dialect, but it was a little awkward, probably because he hadn't said it for many years!

"The old gentleman is polite, poor Dao Linsen, this is the housesister Qingling, butterfly! But I didn't expect that there was still a monk in this barbarian tribe. If it weren't for your injury, I'm afraid you would have been able to cross the catastrophe a long time ago!" Lin Sen introduced Qing Ling and Little Butterfly one by one, and then stared at the barbarian old man, and said with a smile on his face.

Lin Sen said lightly, but the old man's trembling body trembled unnaturally suddenly, and his eyes couldn't help but glared viciously at the aggrieved young man behind him, and then he said slightly respectfully, "A few seniors, please go upstairs and talk in detail!"

The extent of his injuries was easy to see, but it was possible to see at a glance his cultivation before he was injured. This kind of monk was the existence that he only looked up to before he was injured.

I didn't want to receive it, but at this time, the young man had already brought the person back, and if he refused to do so, wouldn't it be a shame. If this is the case, it will offend people ruthlessly, and the lesser of two evils, Chamuduo has no choice but to invite these people upstairs, but his heart is more and more frightened.

This line of people. He couldn't even see any of the cultivation, even the curious and innocent little girl, and he only looked like a fog when he looked at it. Even the pet-like hideous crocodile and the little bird standing on the crocodile's back made him feel his heart beat in shock.

Lin Sen and the others were not polite, and walked towards the attic.

The first floor of the attic was the same as other buildings, empty on all sides, only supported by bamboo poles, obviously to prevent snakes and scorpions and other poisons, and as I went up the stairs to the second floor, I only felt that my eyes were bright.

The space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside, and the bamboo poles on the floor are polished smooth. It was almost completely empty, except for a sculpture directly facing the door, which was indiscernible and morphologically a woman.

At the foot of the statue are futons woven from leaves of hay.

"A few people, please sit down!" Cha Mu Duo stretched out his hand to gesture for a few people to sit down, and then said something in barbarian language outside, and after a while, there was a young man, holding a few bamboo tubes on a wooden plate in his hand, respectfully handed them to Lin Sen and a few people, and then stood respectfully behind the old man, but from time to time he secretly looked at Qing Ling with suspicious eyes, and then quietly shook his head, and then looked at the statue in the room.

Although its movements were subtle, how could it escape the eyes of everyone present.

"In the mountains and wilderness, there are no good things, only this clear spring in the mountains, and I hope a few people don't dislike it!" Chamuduo secretly glared at the young man, and when the latter hurriedly collected the Shenzhizhou, he smiled and took a sip first, and then followed, "There are few monks in the southern Xinjiang, I don't know how many seniors are here for?"

"Hehe!" Lin Sen smiled slightly, looked at the clear spring water among the verdant columns, it was extremely transparent, very gratifying, took a sip of the clear spring in his hand, and smiled at Qingling and a few people, "This clear spring in the mountains is really sweet, but you want to taste it!"

Then he said to Na Chamu, "Mr. Cha doesn't need to be suspicious, I waited for the southern Xinjiang just to find a spiritual grass, as for coming to this cottage, it was because of the guidance of this little brother" Lin Sen paused and then pointed to the barbarian young man, "It seems that this little brother mistook my companion for a Weishenme person, but Lin Mou's is interested"

"This" Chamuduo looked at Lin Sen's embarrassed expression, and finally sighed deeply under the curious eyes of Lin Sen and the others, and slowly drank the clear spring in his hand.

A pair of dim eyes quietly looked at Lin Sen and the others.

Before this Chamuduo could open his mouth, he suddenly saw Lin Sen's brows furrowed slightly and said, "Mr. Cha, we have never had a grudge, why do you want to treat me like this!" and the green snake and the little butterfly behind him were also frowning, holding their stomachs as if they were extremely uncomfortable, and hurriedly meditated cross-legged.

"Chamuduo is sorry for a few seniors!" Chamuduo got up and bowed slightly, patted the skin on his waist, and a puff of pink red smoke came out, which was just released by the young man, but the condensed miasma in it was not known how many times to condense, and the faint aroma in it only made people feel dizzy as soon as it entered the nose.

Pink clouds filled the entire attic, and Cha Muduo was full of apologies after Lin Sen and a few people were soft, "Cha is hiding here, the news must not be leaked, and only a few people can be blamed for bad luck!" (To be continued......)