The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Soon, the descendants of the Yin and Shang survivors saw that the descendants of the gods who were riding on long-eared mounts and exuding interlaced light of gold and silver were walking towards this direction.

Seeing them, whether it was the high priest, the chief, or the descendants of the Yin and Shang survivors, their eyes were filled with awe.

Invariably, he lowered his body, as if to represent surrender and awe.

They have never seen them in their entire lives. Warriors can ride horses to fight. There is no way. The camel horses on the Yin and Shang continent can at most ride a small baby. Crushed.

But now, these descendants of the gods are covered in shiny, unknown armor, and they ride on the backs of those mounts with long, big ears.

It looked so tall and majestic, but the high priest subconsciously glanced at the statue in front of him, and then glanced at the knights with long ears.

Maybe that person is a god, otherwise why does the mount on the statue look taller and more majestic, it should be more advanced than this group of knights riding on long-eared mounts.

After Li Dezhen came to the front, a beautiful rolling saddle got off the donkey, and then lifted the hideous beast-shaped mask on his face, revealing his resolute face.

"Brother, they seem to be very interested in everything we brought out..."

Wu Tunbao hurriedly stepped forward to report to Li Dejiang in a low voice.

"Well..." Li Dezhen nodded slightly as a matter of course, with a big brother's demeanor very much like a Shen residence.

That is natural. After all, these gifts were carefully prepared by Cheng Sanlang for these descendants of Yin Shang.

After posing calmly, Li Dezhen strode forward, with a kind smile on his face, he helped the old chief and the high priest headed by him.

It's just that Li Dezhen was trying his best to squeeze out a kind smile, while the descendants of Yin Shang on the opposite side squeezed out a smile with awe and flattery.

"Everyone, someone from the Great Tang Dynasty, you wait..."

"???" All the descendants of the Yin Shang survivors all looked at the Li De Award with a bewildered expression, listening to the sound of the other party's rather strong and powerful voice.

But they couldn't understand a word.

"High priest, what is the descendant of the **** talking about?" The chief had to ask the well-informed high priest beside him.

The high priest was also stunned and confused, and he shook his head in confusion for a long time.

"I think, the language of the gods is completely different from the language of many tribes I have encountered, and I can't even understand a word."

Li Dezhen looked at the other party with a black line on his face, and saw that the other party was also dripping, but he couldn't understand a word.

This special girl is completely talking about chickens and ducks. She can't communicate at all. How can they communicate?

At this time, Wu Tunbao, who was beside him, suddenly lit up, leaned into Li Dezhen's ear and whispered.

"Really or not?" Li Dezhen asked Wu Tunbao in a low voice suspiciously.

Seeing Wu Tunbao nodding forcefully, he seemed to be serious and not joking.

Li Dezhen wiped his face, nodded slightly, and then Wu Tunbao turned back and shouted out to the crowd.

"Old eight, come here quickly and bring your drawing book here."

"Come here..." Soon, a young man who looked very sunny and cheerful, at most in his twenties, jumped out of the crowd.

And after he came to him quickly, he handed over the picture album in his hand.

After taking the Li De Award, he thought about it and handed it to Wu Tunbao, who was very good at dealing with strangers. "Come on, try to communicate with them."

Wu Tunbao placed the album in his hand on the slate, signaling the descendants of Yin and Shang to come and have a look.

Then, the first page was opened. On the first page, several figures of Kayong were drawn, that is, the picture of the Shang Dynasty being defeated by the Zhou Dynasty.

Then, a group of people with bird feathers on their heads began to ride in boats, and then began to experience wind and waves across the ocean to a place full of cacti, pumpkins and corn.

Seeing this scene, the high priest with the most agile brain suddenly lit up, and looked timidly at the young man holding the picture album.

Some of them stretched out their fingers less confidently, pointed to those with feathers on their heads, and then pointed to themselves and the chief beside them.

Seeing this scene, Wu Tunbao couldn't help but raised his brows at Li Dezhen next to him, and finally showed an excited smile full of lust.

Li Dezhen also had to admit that it was indeed the picture album that Cheng Saburo had given him. It seemed that it was really useful.

Wu Tunbao nodded vigorously, pointed to the high priest and the people around him, word by word.

"You, you, descendants of Yin merchants..."

"You, you..." The high priest pointed to himself, and bluntly spit out three words.

Seeing the other party like this, Wu Tunbao couldn't help but rolled his eyes covertly, pointed his finger at himself, said a word for me, then pointed to the surrounding Datang Ranger, said "we", and then Point at the opponent and do the same.

This time, the well-informed and quite smart high priest showed a sudden look, and pointed to himself and the people around him. Although it still seems blunt, but at least the words are very clear, you, you, me, us.

This time, Wu Tunbao couldn't help showing a relieved smile.

Then he pointed to the picture book, and began to communicate with the high priest using the simplest vocabulary.

As for the others, at the moment they are all dumbfounded watching these two smart people who are both smart and know how to socialize, and the most important thing is that they are very talented in language and gestures.

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The high priest probably understood what the other party wanted to express, and hurriedly turned his head excitedly and said to the chief beside him.

"The Great Chief, they said that we are also descendants of the gods. We came to this land to survive by boat from a distant place."

"Really?" The Great Chief was completely bewildered, and at this moment, he could only count on the most virtuous and most knowledgeable High Priest.

"Of course it's true, otherwise, why do they have black hair and yellow skin like us, why are these descendants of the gods so friendly and give us these treasures?"

At this moment, a sound of a wheel was suddenly heard, and the Great Chief glanced at the descendant of the **** who was rubbing his stomach.

Although some did not understand why the descendants of gods would cry when they were hungry, considering that the high priest said that he and others were descendants of gods, he no longer hesitated.