Chapter 286 (1/2)

”Elder martial brother Jiang Hao, look at someone in front of you!” Right here, Han Li said.

All of them looked at the place where Han Li pointed to. A few middle-aged people in animal skins came over and looked at Jiang Hao and others with vigilance on their faces.

Jiang Hao looked at these middle-aged men with a trace of indifference in his eyes.

These friars were all dressed in ordinary animal skins, which shows that these middle-aged people are the remains of the middle-aged aborigines.

”Are you invaders?” The middle-aged leader looked at Jiang Hao and others and asked.

Jiang Haomei frowned. He looked at these middle-aged weapons as ordinary wooden forks, and their clothes were very simple. Except for their fierce body, they seemed to have no sense of threat.

”We are not invaders. We just have no intention of entering your tribe. Would you like to lead us into the tribe for a period of time?” Jiang Hao looked at the middle-aged leader and said with a deep breath.

The middle-aged leader looked at Jiang Hao's clothes, and then saw the ribs pinned to his waist. His eyes were full of respect.

”Since you have holy bones, you must be monks. Since you are monks, please follow us into the tribe.” The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Hao and said with a smile.

”Brother, what's the name of your tribe?” Jiang Hao also wanted to find out all these.

”We are the Blackstone tribe. In this area, it is also a big tribe.” The middle-aged leader said, ”the head of our tribe is also a monk.”

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, then looked at the head of the middle-aged and continued: ”brother, when I was traveling, I heard the tribal elders say that there are Buddhas in our continent. I don't know if this is true or false?”

”No one knows where the Buddha was imprisoned. Apart from the most powerful beings, almost no one knows about the Buddha. Since your tribe knows about the Buddha, it must be a big tribe.” Head of the middle-aged eyes with a trace of envy, said slowly.

Jiang Hao laughed and said nothing.

He is not the man of the ruins at all, and he does not know which tribe is more powerful in the ruins.

”Brother, why are you still using wooden forks? Why don't you use refined iron to make weapons, or use those powerful and fierce animal bones to build weapons? ” Jiang Hao was a little curious at this time. Since there were monks in the ruins, why did these people still use wooden forks as weapons.

”It's very difficult for us to find refined iron. Some large veins are controlled by big tribes, and we are not rivals to you, so we can only use wooden forks as weapons.” The middle-aged leader looked at Jiang Hao bitterly and said slowly, ”my name is Heishi Boying. Don't call me big brother. Just call me by my name.