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Chapter 22 Learning Alien Languages

Black hair and brown eyes, which are common among human race.

It is normal to be a little taller than the average human race.

The clothes were a little strange, but they were close to each other, and the ornaments on them were also strange. The Great Elder had never seen them even before traveling around the country decades ago.

Since Dong Chen was brought in, the Great Elder has been observing Dong Chen.

As the oldest person in this tribe, he has been living in the outside world for decades, has been exposed to various people and things, and has learned a lot of knowledge. He believes in his eyes and judgment very much.

The person in front of him, except for his weird clothes, was nothing else. As for his shiny bald head, the elder has seen many of them, and even many of them in the tribe, because they disliked the trouble of hair and had to wash them frequently, otherwise they would feel uncomfortable.

It means that his hands are always pressed on an accessory on his waist intentionally or unintentionally, and I don’t know what it means.

However, after this young human man came in, he took the initiative to hand over the knife on his chest to Lombard. This is very rules and should not be very threatening.

but……

Lombal, a stinky brat, kept watching the knife of this young human race, and looked very interested, and kept cutting it on his leather jacket. This was a bit too rude.

"Ahem," the elder coughed, then glared at Lombard, as a warning to him, and then asked in the language of his clan, "The pain of Dingfeng is beyond the Buddha Xie Xupiao?" (Can you understand what I said?)"

Listening to the old barbarian in front of him, Dong Chen shook his head blankly, "Uh, I don't understand."

Seeing Dong Chen's doubts, the Great Elder changed to the human language, "Is it OK to be with me? (What about this sentence?)"

Dong Chen shook his head and said, "I still can't understand."

"I would rather thrust the method when I go to the car? (Don't you understand this sentence?)" the elder asked in another language.

"The car... is thump?" Dong Chen said in a daze, "Has it fallen into the water?"

"Puboo? Are you speaking Mandarin?"

Well, I really couldn't understand at all, so Dong Chen broke the jar and threw it away.

The same is true for the elder. Although he heard familiar words in the mouths of this young man of human race, he obviously didn't understand his expression and his thinking had extended to somewhere.

The Great Elder shook his head and said another language, "The Jade Buddha is cut off from the Dharma Realm? (What about this sentence?)"

"Jade Buddha? Do you still believe in this here?" Dong Chen was confused.

“…………”

The Great Elder had no choice.

He has used several languages ​​he learned, and except for his own and human languages, the languages ​​of other races are just some common words. However, Dong Chen can't even understand these common words. So who is he from?

Although it looks a bit weird, the workmanship is very exquisite and will never be cheap. Where there are only places with such craftsmanship, it will be those big cities.

But this young man of the human race couldn't understand what the human race said, which was strange. Moreover, based on his experience, looking at the other person's expression and expression, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

Based on his 95 years of survival experience and in society... he has been in a state of not dying for decades, he can feel that the young human being in front of him is not a spy and is not dangerous to their tribe. Moreover, the strange feeling he has never seen before may bring some good changes to the tribe.

This feeling was very strong. He helped him escape the death disaster several times, and even saved his teammates in critical moments. This made him have many good friends in various races, so this time he still decided to believe this intuition.

This time, Lombard should have done a good thing.

"Lombar, give the knife back to this young human being. He is not a spy, but a lost traveler."

The elder glared at Lombard again, "Since you brought him back, you are responsible for finding him a place to live. The caravan of Mahaya will come in 40 days. Before that, you are responsible for taking care of this young traveler. When the caravan comes, I will ask the caravan to take him back to the human city."

"Ah," Lombard was startled and cut off a corner of his leather jacket with a knife. He now said with a heartache, "I asked me to take care of him, but I don't understand what he said, how do I take care of him?"

"Then I won't care," said the elder waved his hand, "You should be responsible for the people you brought back, and take care of him as a guest."

"I..."

Lombard wanted to say something, but the elder had already waved his hand to drive him away, so he had to give up.

When he returned the knife to Dong Chen, he patted his chest and then walked to the front to continue leading the way.

Dong Chen basically didn't speak much throughout the whole process because he couldn't understand a single sentence. Apart from talking twice, he kept listening to the two barbarians talking.

However, after hearing so many conversations between them, Dong Chen did not gain any gains, or the Heavenly Book has gained some gains.

There are many repetitive words in these conversations, and according to their context and state, the Book of Heaven can already translate "you", "me", and "he" in the barbarian language.

As for the several languages ​​that appeared later, I have never heard of them and have a new language system, so I don’t know at all.

While they were talking, Dong Chen looked at the perspective of the subtitles with incomplete translation, which looked quite interesting.

Following the big guy out, the other party walked for a while and suddenly patted his chest, then pointed at himself and said, "Lombar."

Lombal?

"Sir, based on the other party's expression and movements, the other party should be introducing his name."

"I know this, it's too obvious."

Dong Chen muttered when he heard this, then pointed at himself and said, "Dong Chen."

"Dong...shen? Are you afraid of eating the bee-shen air jumping and sound blowing? (Is there something falling into the water?)" Lombard asked in confusion.

"Uh, although I don't know what you mean, you can just call it whatever you want."

In this way, the two of them met.

After being assigned by the Great Elder, Lombard had to bring Dong Chen back to his house.

The Great Elder said that there were still 40 days before the caravan arrived. If it really didn't work, just set up another animal skin tent for this person.

Mainly, no one in the tribe has lived for such a long time, and this person will be the first one.

On the way back, Dong Chen passed the road again, and then Tianshu continued to improve the comparison information. When he returned to Lombard's house, Tianshu had already translated many words, and even translated the first sentence Lombard said after seeing him.

"The more determined the style, the more afraid it is to ask the Buddhist praises, the more painful the title is to ask the style, the more afraid it is to ask the style?"

At first, I said to Lombard first, but Lombard didn't understand, so I said, "I can't understand what you said, can you understand me?"

Lombard took Dong Chen back to his residence, then said something to Dong Chen and went out again and didn't know what to do.

No one cared about it, looking at himself, Dong Chen was so happy that he was leisurely. He went back to the house and looked at Xiao Hei. Seeing that it was still sleeping, Dong Chen felt relieved.
Chapter completed!
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