I warned me that I should walk around the world and avoid touching women. Don’t act for the sake of women’s will, as it is easy to fall.

Interests are the most important among the opposite sex. If the other party can bring me any benefits, I will take the initiative to contact the other party in exchange for the best interests. Men and women are just using each other.

But Mamazhen is the exception.

I just wanted to save her, but there was no reason.

If you have to ask for one reason, it is that I want a hero to save the beauty.

We are in a civilized society and many people don’t know that it is not just Sherpa. For example, for example, the “Ruan” tribes in Jinping County, Yunnan Province, they believe that women have nothing to do with their husbands when they are pregnant, and husbands are just an optional carrier. The reason why women have children is related to a special “god” worshipped in their tribe.

Women there, when they are about to give birth, cannot lie down in bed, and are asked to have to stand and give birth to the child.

The husband was there and watched. After the woman stood and gave birth to the child, the husband cut the umbilical cord with bamboo slices soaked in sheep's blood.

The bamboo slices are not sharp, and some of them will not break even if they cut them for more than a dozen times.

Doing this will lead to premature death of the newborn, the woman's severe bleeding or infection will leave serious roots. Do you feel it is incredible? This is the fact. If you don't believe it, you will go to their tribe to see it, as long as you can get in.

At 9 p.m., a huge bonfire lit in the tribe.

People in the tribe sat on the ground around the bonfire, and ignorant children chased and played around the bonfire. The atmosphere was lively. I watched all this from a distance and clenched my fists.

According to the knowledge, by 11:30, Mamazhen would be tied to a homemade stretcher made of branches. After being sent to a place, the entourage would hang her up with a rope, just like a livestock, cutting a hole on her wrist and ankle, and then bleed and died.

At that time, it was my best chance to save her. First, I stayed away from the tribal base and avoided the large army, and second, it was convenient for me to escape.

I tied my trousers tightly, hid my sword and gun, and was armed with crossbows on my back, and waited in the grass nest. Brother Biao sent someone to find me, but I couldn't find it because I asked Aunt Mingmi to leave a message and said that I would leave in the afternoon.

Soon, time has come.

I saw Mamazhen being picked up by a Sherpa strong man at the waist and placed it on a stretcher under the instruction of her mother. Then the strong man knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Mamazhen lying on the stretcher.

The crowd waved torches, and strange screams came from the men's mouths.

The leader, King Mi, suddenly threw the wine bowl.

The stretcher was lifted up by four strong men and walked out.

Momazhen's mother fell to the ground, her hands folded together, her eyes filled with tears and chanting.

"Ignorance! Stupid!"

I hid in the grass nest and cursed inwardly, ready to set off immediately.

At this moment, Brother Biao suddenly ran out with a torch in the crowd.

Brother Biao shouted to the darkness: "Brother! Brother, please! We are powerless! Don't come out! Don't come out! Go away!"

Everyone around was curious looking at Brother Biao. They didn't understand and didn't know what Brother Biao was calling.

I quietly followed the stretcher team without saying a word with a cold face.

As I walked along the way, with the faint moonlight, I saw Mamazhen's expression tied to a stretcher.

There was no curiosity or desire in her eyes, only confusion and fear, perhaps it was an advice from her mother? She did not shout and struggle, but just lay quietly on the stretcher, as if accepting fate, looking at the flowers, plants and trees by the road in a daze.

The stretcher walked down, and I ran up.

Mamazhen tilted her head, and she seemed to see me, and her eyes changed.

I waved to her desperately from afar!

The Sherpa man carrying a stretcher turned his head and looked, and I immediately squatted down and hid in the grass.

There is no way above, it is full of grass and various thorny branches.

There were many bloody cuts on my hands, face, and feet, but I didn't dare to stop for a second and followed closely.

After walking for about an hour and a half, I arrived under a large fir tree and the stretcher was put down.

The few people said a few words to each other, and I saw them tied Mazhen with a rope, and pulled the end of the rope to the branch and pulled it away from the ground.

Mamazhen looked at me intentionally or unintentionally.

One of them took out a sharp knife and was about to cut her wrist.

Just now!

I stood up and pulled the crossbow without hesitation!

A scream! The sharp crossbow arrow instantly pierced the man's stomach!

"Hurry!"

Seeing this, the other people suddenly pulled out the sheep-killing knife, became furious, and rushed towards me with a fierce look on their faces!

If they can undertake the transportation task, they are all the bravest warriors in the tribe! Everyone dares to fight jackals with bare hands in the mountains!

I have no chance of winning a one-on-three, but don’t forget that I have the products of modern civilization in my hands.

A gunshot sounded!

"Stop! Don't go forward!"

I looked fierce and gasped slightly, and aimed at a person's head with a gun.

Maybe the gunshot scared them, or maybe they knew what I was holding, and these people held high the sheep-killing swords and looked at each other.

"roll!"

I yelled: "Back back! Who is daring to move! I will shoot him to death!"

"Hurry!"

I was very nervous. When I looked at the eyes of the others, I suddenly became fierce. I shouted "Shuka"! Holding a sheep-killing knife in my hand, I slashed at me at the same time!

I didn't hesitate for a second, aimed at someone in front of me, and shot three times in a row! The man fell to the ground with a thud, and the sheep-killing knife in his hand also fell.

I immediately turned the gun head, and another Sherpa roared and threw the sheep-killing knife in his hand towards me!

I lay down and avoided the knife and shot the man in the calf! Before I could react, the last man suddenly rushed out from behind and threw me onto the body!

The Sherpa held up the sheep-killing knife and slashed at my head. I grabbed the crossbow and blocked it, and the other party slashed it on the crossbow with one knife!

His eyes were as fierce as a beast, holding a knife in both hands, and constantly pressing down!

I struggled to support it, my face turned red, and the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to my face.

"Mom...Damn!"

I was pressed under my body by the other party, and I used all my strength to move the crossbow bit by bit, and pulled the trigger with my index finger.

Bang!

The crossbow arrow shot into the man's left eye socket!

He ejaculated through the opponent's head almost instantly, leaving only a very short piece of tail outside.

Blood! There were other sticky liquids that splashed my face.

I pushed the man away, wiped my face, and lay on the ground and gasped.

The Sherpa who was beaten by me was gone, and maybe he ran away while the troubled, I stood up, walked to the fir tree, cut the rope with a knife, and held Mamazhen.

"Let's go... let's run... I'm about to come! Run north, my horse is there."

I felt like I was out of breath, and the left rib hurt a lot.
Chapter completed!