The Virgin and his true colors starred in [Quick Cross]

Compared with several other tribes, the people of the wise men's tribe are really pitifully small.

From entering the tribe, I saw two or three in total.

When I asked Ang Lee, I found out that there were only 30 people in the whole tribe of wise men.

There are no guards here, nor permanent diggers and weaverwomen.

What they do every day is to think about life.

Anyway, there are few of them, and there is always more food to eat.

Just by exchanging food, you can get what you want.

Some of them are craftsmen. When they are bored, they make wooden combs, weave straw sandals and other things to improve their lives.

When Miao Zhen and others arrived at the wise tribe, it was already dark.

The leader of the wise tribe, a woman in her 50s, received them very perfunctorily.

Li An went to exchange goods first, while Miao Zhen and Qu Chenglin stayed in the leader's room, discussing with her about finding a new world.

Before the woman could speak, her son spoke first.

It was a young man in his twenties, and he was exceptionally handsome.

No matter which tribe it is placed in, it will be sought after by women.

He grabbed Miao Zhen's hand, "You also believe in the new world! This is really great. Which tribe do you belong to? Maotuan? Join our tribe. All the smart people in the world live in this tribe!"

The leader scolded his son not to be rude, but he didn't refute his statement.

Miao Zhen took the man's hand instead, patted the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Every tribe has its own specialties, and Maotuan is also a very good place."

The boy smiled brightly, "That's right, after all, you know how to knit."

Miao Zhen smiled and said nothing.

Qu Chenglin patted off the man's hand and looked at him with a cold face.

Speak as you speak, and do what you do with your hands and feet.

The man was not angry either, he retreated to his mother and knelt down, looking up at them slightly.

Miao Zhen could see the disdain in their words and deeds.

On the way here, Li An explained to them.

People in the tribe of wise men are not easy to get along with. They speak strangely and behave strangely.

He thinks he is the smartest person in the world and disdains to associate with other tribes.

If Miao Zhen hadn't come here on behalf of the Mao Tuan tribe, the leader might not have paid any attention to him.

The leader sat upright and looked up slightly, "Many outsiders have come to our tribe, and they have various reasons. But you are the only one who came to find the new world. I can tell you clearly that the new world does exist."

She paused, "But the new world is still inseparable from God's gift."

Miao Zhen asked her to explain in detail, and the woman began to play tricks.

Talking here and there, talking very mysteriously, just not talking about the topic.

Qu Chenglin was already very irritable, but listening to her nonsense, he became even more irritable.

On the way here, he was still imagining what kind of people the tribe of wise men would be.

In the end, when he really saw these people, he just felt that all his illusions were shattered.

Qu Chenglin moved his body uncomfortably, and was glanced indifferently by the two people opposite.

He folded his arms, silently accumulating anger points.

An old lady talked back and forth in circles and looked down on people.

A man who is not a good person at first sight, has been staring at Miao Zhen since he sat down.

That look, to put it mildly, is seeing a confidant and wanting to make friends.

To put it bluntly, they are stinky hooligans.

Qu Chenglin moved his body and put it on Miao Zhen's body, wanting to swear his sovereignty.

Miao Zhen was busy talking with the leader and didn't notice his small movements.

"For so many years, we have been trying to communicate with God." The leader looked solemn, "We studied the language of the gods, trying to let the gods understand our suffering. But until now, the gods have not heard our call."

Miao Zhen thought of the strange language Mama Miao and the priest Geng Yunnian had spoken.

He told the matter to the leader, the leader nodded and said: "That is exactly what I taught them, it is the language of the gods. That sentence probably means to beg the gods to bless you."

Miao Zhen was doubtful, but Qu Chenglin didn't believe it at all.

He grew up so big that he had never heard a word from the gods.

Although Qu Chenglin has a bad mouth and likes to write negative energy slogans, he has a straight mind.

When Miao Zhen was talking to the leader, at first he could keep up with his train of thought, and sneered from time to time to set off the atmosphere.

Don't interrupt now, he can't even understand.

Qu Chenglin listened carefully for a while, and found that the two people said more than a dozen sentences, which seemed to mean the same thing in summary.

I simply stopped listening.

Miao Zhen didn't know what was going on with the leader.

Since their goals are the same, why not try to exchange information.

He has clearly stated what he means, and the question is also very clear.

When did the god speak, what was his voice like, did he show his face, how did you think of the new world.

Can you tell me in detail how much you know about the gods.After so many years, how did you try to communicate with the gods.

He just didn't ask any of these questions.

The system has been listening: [Strange thing, why do I feel like she didn't say anything. 】

' What the five benefactors said is true, this female benefactor seems to be concealing it on purpose. '

Seeing that Miao Zhen was about to leave, Qu Chenglin got up immediately.

Before he could follow up, the leader's son suddenly squeezed into them, grabbed Miao Zhen's shoulders, and pushed him away intimately.

The female leader came over and gave him a cold look.

"Are you Miao Zhen's friend?"

Qu Chenglin nodded confidently, and showed her the black mark on his wrist, telling her that it was a symbol of the friendship between the three of them.

The leader sneered and left.

Qu Chenglin bet that she must be laughing at their childishness.

After being delayed by her, after Qu Chenglin ran out of the house, he saw the leader's son abducting Miao Zhen into the house.

He felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and wanted to go over angrily, and punch that stinky rascal in the eye.

But Miao Zhen waved to him, motioning him not to come.

Qu Chenglin, who was still sparkling, instantly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Concerned about his mood, Miao Zhen came over to explain to him that she had some questions to ask and would tell him when she came back.

Qu Chenglin folded his arms, not turning his head to look at him.

That's not what he cares about, he just doesn't want Miao Zhen to enter that thing's room.

It's late at night, what if that hooligan also hurts.

What if he also wanted to play games with Miao Zhen under the covers.

Qu Chenglin was in a mess.

He was used to being stubborn, even though his heart was smoking anxiously, he still let out a cold snort.

Show as much disdain as you want, very rigid.

When Miao Zhen really entered the man's room, Qu Chenglin instantly became sluggish.

Grinding his teeth, he sneaked over and squatted under the window to listen to the corner.

There are not many opportunities to be alone with the son of the leader of the wise tribe.

Qu Chenglin's reaction was not quite right, and Miao Zhen only took it as a young man's possessive desire for his friends, and didn't pay much attention to it.

When he found Qu Chenglin crouching in the corner, he let him go.

In the room of the leader's son, the windows were closed and there were curtains.Qu Chenglin could only touch a corner, but had no chance to see anything.

Although Miao Zhen has seen homosexuality and knows about homosexuality.

But in his eyes, Qu Chenglin is just his friend.

Although he taught Qu Chenglin to touch birds, they were still huddled together in the same bed, often facing each other shirtless.

Every day, you have to face the dilemma of whether to wake up each other with a bird or face-to-face cockfighting.

Miao Zhen still thinks that they are friendship.

After all, two big men, what can be good-looking.

He was in Shaolin, where he ate and slept with a bunch of men. Over the years, nothing happened.

Qu Chenglin has not yet recognized his feelings, and Miao Zhen's thinking is fixed. As long as the birds do not enter the forest, he sees everything as normal.

The system saw too many mosaics, and gradually tasted a bit of basic love.

It giggled, and said to Miao Zhen mysteriously: [The male protagonist is jealous. 】

Miao Zhen was chatting with the man, trying to make him relax so that he could throw cards at him.

'It's normal for benefactor Qu to be possessive of friends at his age. '

【do not mean that. 】The system picked up Qu Chenglin from the map.

Miao Zhen saw that the villain was holding a lemon and chewing on it.

Sour throbbing, tears falling down.

Miao Zhen couldn't help being a little distracted.

With just such a little effort, the man came over and pulled him intimately to talk about the beautiful vision of the new world.

Miao Zhen didn't like this kind of inappropriate contact.

He stood up and distanced himself.

The man wanted to post it, but he sternly refused.

The man looked at Miao Zhen's vigilant look, and smiled heartily: "You misunderstood, I don't like men. This is the first time I've heard someone of my age mention the New World. I feel like-minded with you, and I can't help it." I just want to be close to you. Don’t think too much, I don’t have those dirty thoughts.”

Miao Zhen nodded and sat down again.

Qu Chenglin, who was squatting in the corner, grabbed the rope viciously.

Thinking about which beam it would be better to hang him on for a while.

At the same time, Miao Zhen was prompted by the system.

The system hugged the villain Qu Chenglin who was about to bite, [The hero's urge to kill is stronger than ever, little monk, pay attention. 】