The scenery around him has changed from a small town to a wilderness, and the vegetation on the side has gradually become denser. Bushes cover the exposed area of ​​the ground, and the wind blowing has become cool and moist.

"Don't worry, it's safe here." I explained to the tribe visitor and motioned to continue walking up the mountain, "Are you here specifically to save me?"

The short tribal visitor nodded, raised the short bow in his hand, and said, "I was hiding just now. Go to the room, get the short bow, and save you."

I'm almost used to this person's intermittent descriptions, but I'm a little surprised by such a loyal behavior.

"Why did you take the risk to save me?"

Unexpectedly, the tribe visitor pointed a finger at himself, then at me, and uttered a sentence.

"We are allies."

"Are we allies? When did we form an alliance?" I couldn't figure out the situation and continued to ask.

"The fire was lit, the ceremony was held, and we formed an alliance."

The tribal visitor said this seriously, with sincerity in his eyes and a look of doubt, as if he was asking me why you forgot what I said.

I immediately understood that the reason why this guest had to confirm with me again before lighting the bonfire was to confirm whether he really wanted to light the bonfire. Because lighting a fire has a very important meaning in this tribe.

I think it is because fire represents vitality, vitality and hope. In the culture of the tribe, lighting a bonfire symbolizes the establishment of a settlement. It can not only provide stable energy and warmth to ensure health, but also an obvious sign of the existence of this tribe.

evidence.

So the tribe visitors lit the bonfire for me and held a lighting ceremony. In fact, it meant sharing the hopes of their tribe with me. It symbolized that the two power owners had the same wishes and officially became allies.

"Well...I probably understand! Thank you!"

My gratitude this time is not the polite way I used to do, but I feel grateful from the bottom of my heart.

It can be seen that the ally mentioned by this guest is not a joke. From the action of this man forcing his way into the police station to rescue me, we can see that this is a real friendship.

"This short bow is given to you. I apologize for my previous contempt. By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

I pointed to the short bow in this man's hand to express my gratitude for the rescue operation.

The visitors from the tribe seemed to be very satisfied with this bow. This short bow was light, delicate, and of high quality, which was very suitable for this short person to use. So this person subconsciously chose the short bow instead of the one I put on the bedside.

Stone sticks.

"No, it's too expensive." Although the tribe visitor liked it very much, he didn't accept it immediately. Maybe he thought he was holding the bow and was misunderstood as wanting to take it away, so he quickly stuffed it into my hand.

I could see this man's love for short bows, so I quickly pushed the bow back. After going back and forth, I discovered a problem.

This person's fingers are too slender and the knuckles are not thick. Judging from the size and shape of this palm, this person should not be the short adult I imagined, but a child!?

I stopped trying to make concessions and asked tentatively: "Guest, what's your name? You don't look very old?"

Sure enough, from the darkened mouth under the animal skin headdress, came a hoarse voice that I hadn't noticed before, but now it sounded like it was obviously deliberately lowered.

"Have you noticed? Let me introduce you again. My name is Jay, and I am 12 years old."

12 years old?

Does that mean the person standing in front of me is still a child?

I looked at this person carefully and found that he was indeed short in stature and had a slender frame. He had the slender figure unique to a child. The large animal skin robe that covered him had deceived my vision before. The animal skin hat and braided curly hair were on his head.

, and also stretched my head to the size of an adult, which made me feel like a short, malnourished adult.

"...Wait a minute, can you speak normally?" I found that this person no longer spoke intermittently, jumping out word by word, but completed the introduction fluently. This person can't just practice one fluent self

Introduce me?!

"Yes, I'm sorry, I've been hiding it from you just now."

This person took off his hat and stuck out his tongue at me playfully. The skin on his exposed face was dark due to the sun and wind, but his eyes were very bright. He also had a small nose and mouth, which looked like...

girl?

"You, you, you! Are you a woman?"

I was even more surprised this time, and I started to tremble when I spoke. This morning, I was actually taught by a little girl from the tribe to dig a well and make a fire for a long time, and was rescued by her and escaped from the police station! A third-rate TV series wouldn't do that!

"Hahaha, you didn't expect that! This was taught to us by the tribal elders. The sentences should be as short as possible and the voice should be lowered so that our age cannot be heard."

This tribal girl named Jay gave a clear laugh and looked at me with a smile. She was different from her previous serious and mysterious image. She must have been holding back her laughter for a long time.

This also explained why she was out of breath after running two steps, which was completely unlike the physical strength that a wild tribesman should have.

"So these are all taught by your tribe to deceive people?" I said angrily and funnyly. If I had known about this situation, I would have directly explained the situation in the town to her to avoid being regarded as a criminal.

Catch him.

"Don't be angry. The elders taught us this because they are afraid that we will be captured by people with bad intentions when we go out. Population plunder among tribes is very frequent." said the girl named Jay, and then said, "You

Are you going to be angry with me and not give me a short bow?"

Well, the character design is completely shattered. From the cold tribal mystery man to the playful little tribal girl.

"I said I would give it to you, of course. Why do you feel so comfortable telling me the truth now?" I put the short bow into her arms and said.

The jay's face looked full of confidence, with a hint of childish cunning.

"You would rather be captured by the bad guys than expose my whereabouts, which means you are not a bad person. In fact, you have already discovered that I am hiding behind the stone, right?"

"..." Sorry, I really didn't notice where you were hiding. I just felt that as soon as I turned around, you were gone. And it wasn't a bad person, it was an old acquaintance, so I followed him.

"You're right! I didn't expect you to see through all this! You have a sharp eye!"

But if you are trying to flatter someone, you will never wear it, so just follow the words.

"Of course, I am the youngest fire keeper of the tribe!" Jay Ya said proudly, showing his noble status.

"Is this position very powerful?" I couldn't help but ask. In my mind, this position is responsible for watching the fire. Could it be that the person guarding is actually the source of fire on the planet Cybertron?!

I quickly and carefully tested: "Are you an Autobot or a Decepticon? Is your leader a Decepticon or Optimus Prime?"

"What?" Jay said confused.

Is the plot wrong? Could it be further back than this...

"Is the leader the gorilla captain?!"
Chapter completed!