Survival for all: I built a villa on a deserted island

"It can be said that we eat whatever the master eats! It can be said that although the master is our master! But he is more like our brother! If father, you want to hurt the master! Then from our corpses Step over!" Mu Xi said with a serious face.

Jushi was dumbfounded when he heard Muxi's words.

What's the situation, didn't I just say something, how likely is it to capture the alien island, why do you have such a big reaction?

However, Muxi's words aroused Jushi's doubts.

He couldn't figure out why Muxi defended that stranger so much.

Could it be that that strange man cast some kind of witchcraft on Mu Xi?

Thinking of this, there was some anger on Jushi's face.

Jushi can now be sure that his son must have been controlled by that alien by some means.

Chapter 113 Don't Come Over!

After only a brief consideration, Jushi made up his mind to save his son.

He stood up slowly, then pretended to be thinking, and slowly walked around behind Muxi.

"Father, what are you thinking about! As long as you follow the master, our tribe will definitely grow stronger." Muxi was still persuading Jushi.

He felt his father circle behind his back, and he wanted to stand up.

As a result, as soon as he stood up, he saw a huge wooden stick in his hand.

"Father, what are you going to do..." Mu Xi wanted to question Jushi with a look of horror on his face, but before he could finish his sentence, he was slapped in the head by Jushi.

Suddenly, Muxi felt that many fish appeared in front of his eyes, and they were still very, very big fish.

Then, he just fainted to the ground.

"Son, Dad is saving you." Jushi looked at Muxi with a distressed face, showing his father's love.

It's just this kindness that really makes people overwhelmed.

The boulder knocked Muxi unconscious with a stick, and he immediately ran out of his earthen hut, yelling at the tribe members, "Quick! Prepare black dog blood!"

Black dog: ? ? ?

"Patriarch, what happened?" A clansman at the side ran over immediately after hearing Jushi's words.

"The young patriarch must have suffered from witchcraft! The high priest said before that if he has suffered from witchcraft, he can use the blood of a black dog." Jushi said to the clansman.

When the people around heard that Muxi was affected by witchcraft, they also looked anxious. Several elf clansmen immediately ran towards a black dog, ready to kill the dog and let the blood out.

"Come a few people and help the young patriarch outside, we will exorcise him later." Jushi ordered to the clansmen again.

"Yes! Patriarch!" Several clansmen rushed into Jushi's room immediately when they heard Jushi's words, and carried out the unconscious Mu Xi.

Then, the group of people quickly helped Muxi onto a pillar.

Feeling the pain in his body, Mu Xi slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes first, feeling a little dazed in front of his eyes, he shook his head vigorously, the big bump on his forehead made him grimace a little in pain.

After the pain passed, he realized that he was tied up.

"What's the situation! Who beat me just now! Why am I tied up." Mu Xi was still a little confused.

"Son, don't worry, I will definitely save you." Seeing Muxi wake up, Jushi came to Muxi excitedly.

"Save me? What save me?" Mu Xi didn't react when he heard Jushi's words.

He wanted to say, if you want to save me, put me down immediately!

As a result, as soon as Muxi opened his mouth and was about to speak, a clansman ran towards Muxi with a big basin.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, that clansman threw the thing in his hand towards Muxi.

Seeing the pot of fishy and red liquid pouring towards him, Mu Xi forgot to speak and also forgot to close his mouth.

When that pot of blood, which was bloody and red, splashed all over himself from head to toe, Mu Xi was dumbfounded.

He never thought that there would be a day when he would be splashed with blood in front of his face.

"Father! What are you doing!" Mu Xi spat out the dog's blood in his mouth, and then shouted at the boulder.

"Son! Are you alright?" Jushi immediately asked after hearing what Mu Xi said.

"What's the matter? I'm fine!" Mu Xi said helplessly, feeling the boulder, with concerned eyes.

"Huh?" Jushi's expression changed again when he heard Muxi say that he was fine.

"Patriarch, why do I feel that this black dog's blood is useless." A clansman at the side, looking at the boulder with a bad face, immediately came to his side and said.

Jushi didn't speak, just nodded, but his stern expression said everything.

"Patriarch, I heard from the high priest that ordinary witchcraft is afraid of filth. Since black dog blood is useless, should we replace it with something more filthy?"

When Jushi heard what the tribe said, he thought about it and felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he nodded and said, "Then you go to prepare."

When the clansman heard Jushi's words, he nodded immediately, and then walked out of the crowd.

But when Mu Xi saw the clansman who had poured his blood all over his body just now, and walked outside again, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"No, you come back! You fucking meow, what are you going to do again! You come back!" Mu Xi panicked.

"Son! Don't blame Dad." Jushi looked at Muxi with a distressed expression.

"No, father, I'm really fine! Why are you doing this to me!"

"Son, you're bewitched, hold on, you'll be fine in a while." Jushi looked at Muxi and said.

"No, father, I didn't! I'm very sober now!" Mu Xi quickly explained.

Jushi: "I know, people who are generally possessed by evil spirits say that they are not possessed by evil spirits."

Mu Xi: "But I'm really not bewitched! I can prove it!"

Jushi: "Those who are bewitched by evil say so! They can prove it!"

Mu Xi: "But I can really prove it! If you let me go, I will prove it to you."

Jushi: "Don't let go! No matter what you say, I won't believe it!"

"Give way! Fresh and hot cow dung is here!" The Min tribe got two buckets of poop from nowhere, and it was the kind with soup.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding clansmen made way for him one after another.

Even if they are natives, they can't stand the smell.

"Don't come here!" Mu Xi looked at the clansman and let out a heart-piercing roar.

But his roar was doomed to be in vain.

"Patriarch! The things are here!" The tribe was very excited.

"Well, let's start for the sake of the young patriarch!" Seeing the clansman, Jushi put the bucket of things heavily at his feet.

The bucket of water, due to the vibration, made a splash and fell towards his instep. The boulder quickly jumped back and dodged it.

"Okay, patriarch!" The tribe nodded resolutely, then twisted the bucket again and walked towards Muxi.

"Hurry up! Don't come here!" Mu Xi went crazy.But no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"Young patriarch, I offended you." The clansman first apologized to Mu Xi, then took a wooden ladle, dug a spoonful, and poured it on Mu Xi's head.

When the first ladle of water was poured from the top of Mu Xi's head, Mu Xi's eyes were already dull, and his whole body seemed to be pulled out of his soul, and his whole body was already limp.

That clansman, seeing his first scoop down, Mu Xi became honest, he thought his dung had played a role, and then took another scoop.

One scoop, one scoop, and another scoop, Muxi was thoroughly drenched, he just wanted to die now.

Seeing this, the clansman felt that he wasn't happy enough, so he directly picked up the wooden bucket and poured it down towards the wooden stream.

Just when he lifted the wooden barrel over Muxi's head, a crossbow shot out from the woods, directly piercing the wooden barrel in his hand.

Chapter 114 Are you serious about taking a step back?

The sudden shot of the crossbow scared all the natives present.

Although they didn't know what this thing was, the huge lethality, the destructive power that could shoot through the barrel, shocked them a lot.

A wooden barrel can be shot through, but if it is shot on a person, will it be transparent?

A group of natives were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

And the clansman who was about to water Muxi was also dumbfounded, and beads of sweat suddenly burst out from his forehead.

He didn't dare to move now, for fear that the next time, the thing would shoot directly at him.

However, he didn't want to move, but some things couldn't be controlled by him, such as the wooden barrel he lifted above his head.

This wooden barrel has been used for many years, and it is a little worn out.If it hadn't been pierced by a crossbow bolt, it might still be good for a few more years.

But now, the wooden barrel was pierced by the crossbow, destroying its overall structure and making its structure unstable. The result of the unstable structure is that the wooden barrel is broken.

Now that the barrels are broken, the contents of the barrels will fall straight down under the law of gravity and free fall.I poured a head on that clansman.

The smell from above pierced the nostrils of the clansmen, and overturned his spiritual cover.Then, he rolled his eyes, his brain began to overclock, and then he fell back straight and passed out.

Jushi looked at the fallen clansman with a dazed expression on his face, wondering what that thing was?Where did it come from?

Before he could figure it out, a four-legged creature came out from the woods outside the tribe.Still black.

When the boulder didn't react, he threw the boulder directly from behind.

With sharp teeth, sharp claws, and a low growl coming from his ears, Jushi felt that he was going to die.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding indigenous residents have not yet reacted.

"Fuck! What is that!"

"If you're not mistaken, it should be a dog."

"Can your dog grow so big?"

The surrounding natives were startled when they saw Heizi throwing the boulder down, and then began to discuss.

At this time, Jushi really wanted to curse in his heart, "Can you rescue me first, and then talk about it?"

"Should we rescue the patriarch first?" A suddenly enlightened native asked the people around him.

"Save? How can I save it? That thing is as strong as a wolf, how can I save it?"

"Then you can't just look at it like this."

"How about we use some meat to lure that wolf away?"

"Good idea! Let's do it!"

Hearing this, Jushi's heart suddenly warmed up, and he felt that his clansmen were reliable, and he could even think of using meat to distract the beast behind him.

"No! Those meats are all for the high priest!" Suddenly a very discordant voice sounded.

When Jushi heard this voice, he wanted to kill the other party!

And the high priest!At this time, the high priest is probably thrown into the sea to feed the fish!Even if you keep it for him, he still has to live to eat it!

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something falling rapidly from the top of his head.

"Wow!" A strange cry suddenly sounded above everyone's heads.

Then, more than a dozen figures descended from the sky, directly falling into the crowd.

"Don't move! Whoever moves, I will stab your patriarch to death!" Tang Xiaochuan carried an iron gun on his back, a samurai sword in his waist, and a crossbow pinned to his waist. He slid down a vine into the crowd.

There are also a group of stubborn stones following him.Each of them also carried iron guns on their backs.

As soon as Tang Xiaochuan and others landed, they pulled out the weapons behind their backs and pointed them at the surrounding natives.

On the other hand, Tang Xiaochuan drew out his samurai sword, put the knife on the neck of the boulder, and drew out his crossbow with one hand, pointing at the surrounding natives.

Seeing the iron gun shining with cold light, the group of natives were dumbfounded for a moment.

Under what circumstances, how did this group of people fall from the sky?

And what are they holding?How does it feel so powerful.

The surrounding natives just felt that the weapon in Tang Xiaochuan's hand was very powerful, but Jushi had already experienced it for himself.

The sharp blade had cut the skin on his neck.The biting cold made him shiver uncontrollably.