The jungle above the riverbank was the savages' camp. The savages patrolling the riverbank quickly discovered the trail of Qingmu and his companions, and began to howl, sending an alarm to the camp.
Before long, a large circle of savages surrounded the riverbank, their bows drawn taut, ready to shoot wooden arrows at any moment.
Petru stopped to look at Qingmu; he didn't want to be riddled with arrows.
Qingmu looked towards the camp but didn't see the savage wizard. He figured the wizard was probably still at the front lines, guarding against Situ and the other savage wizard.
Petru asked, "How can we convince them that we're here to negotiate?"
The Crow said, "Why don't you take off your underwear and put it on your head? I don't know if the savage can understand it!"
Petru retorted angrily, "We're here to negotiate, not to surrender!"
Mrs. Larry said, "No need for that. We can just shout at them. Petru, you have a loud voice, you shout."
"But I can't speak the language of savages!" Petru said.
The lady said, "It doesn't matter, I'll teach you. Just shout like this--haiyiyu!"
Petru looked completely bewildered. "What? Madam, please slow down, I didn't hear you!"
"Hai!" the lady said again.
Petru opened his mouth and imitated the lady's pronunciation. "Hai... Yong... Shao... Liang..."
Mrs. Larry said, "No, there's an R sound here, not an L, and you need to speak louder!"
Petru complained, "I should have brought that damn Boris along! He has a loud voice, and the Russia can roll his tongue!"
He tried saying it several more times until his wife corrected all his pronunciation, and then he shouted it out at the top of his lungs:
"Hai!"
The savages on the shore clearly heard his shout; one of them yelled something back at them, but they were probably too far away, and neither Petru nor Mrs. Larry could hear him.
"We can't hear them, and they certainly can't hear us either," Petru said.
Mrs. Larry said, "We need to get closer."
Petru said, "No, that's too dangerous!"
The lady said, "None of you go over there. I'll go alone. They recognize me, and I have no weapons on me; they won't shoot arrows at me."
Just as Mrs. Larry was about to leave, Petru panicked and grabbed her, saying, "No, I can't let you risk your life alone!"
Qingmu also said to hetushu. com. "Madam, your purpose in coming here is to negotiate. Leave the matter of dealing with these small fry to us. Petru, you protect Madam!"
He then said to the Boss Coal, "I need to hypnotize the savages on the shore. See that guy closest to us? He's my target. I need to find a way to get him to deliver a message to their chieftain. Help me cut off the Mental Power on the island."
The Crow looked at the distance and said, " Guagua, caw, too far! The bullets can't even reach it!"
Qingmu knew that this distance was a bit unreasonable. Both he and the Crow had limited range of Mental Power influence, and the influence of their mental power weakened with distance. However, the Mental Power Field on this island was omnipresent and would not weaken with distance. It was possible to block the influence of the Mental Power Field at close range, but at this distance, even hypnotizing a person was difficult, let alone using one's Mental Power to envelop a person and block a strong energy field.
Qingmu said, "Just fly over there; they won't care about a bird."
The Crow said, "I'm afraid of that old man."
"That old man is dealing with Situ, he doesn't have time for you. Even if you're discovered, you can still escape. Didn't you escape last time?"
"Last time I fell into the sea in the sky!"
"Didn't it eventually return to the lake?"
"That's true." The Crow thought about it and wasn't so scared anymore. "Then what about you? If I fly over, how will you get there?"
"Hypnotizing me and having a dream won't take long, don't worry about me. Just do your thing, finish the _book_task, and then run."
The Crow nodded, and at the crucial moment, it stopped arguing, cawed, and flew away. It skimmed the water's surface first, then soared into the sky, landing on top of the heads of the savages on the lakeshore.
The Crow that suddenly appeared in the sky attracted the attention of the savages. They all looked up, and one of the savages cawed a few times, while the man with the bow and arrow shot an arrow into the sky.
The Crow Guagua as it dodged, "It's not that they don't care about a bird's cawing!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qingmu rushed towards the riverbank. His trench coat billowed, and his flip-flops splashed as he stepped into the water.
As soon as he rushed ashore, a powerful Mental Power swept over him, blocking his path and simultaneously swirling up the Crow in the sky.
The Crow, like a kite with a broken string, drifted lightly in the wind, spinning around.
Qingmu knew it was the savage shaman from the mountain camp who had made his move. He had no choice but to stop and confront that immense Mental Power.
The Crow flapped its wings frantically in the sky, trying to control its body, then soared into the sky, flying higher and higher until it became a tiny black dot and then disappeared.
Qingmu was worried that it would really dive into the sea in the sky like last time, but soon the black dot in the sky reappeared, growing bigger and bigger, and then it turned back into a bird.
The wizard's controlled Mental Power surged forth like a tidal wave, forcing Qingmu to fight back with all his might. Fortunately, the attention of the savages on the riverbank seemed to be drawn to the Crow, all staring at the sky, and no one shot arrows at him, otherwise he would have had a hard time escaping unscathed.
He was considering whether to retreat and think of another way when he suddenly remembered the willow branch in his arms. He took out the willow branch and immediately felt a power being absorbed into it and then released, beginning to resist the power of the savage shaman. Although the Mental Power mobilized by the willow branch was not strong, it was continuous, which was much easier than using his own Mental Power.
He felt a vibrant life force emanating from the willow branches, as if he could hear the buds sprouting and the blossoms opening.
Just then, Crow spread its wings and landed on his head with a whooshing sound, cawing, "Caw, there's no sea in the sky here! Oh dear, watch out, they look like they're about to shoot arrows!"
The savages' attention shifted to Qingmu Crow, who expected them to unleash a barrage of arrows. However, the savages stared at him blankly, as if they had suddenly seen some monster.
Qingmu asked the Crow overhead, "What did you do?"
"What?"
They seemed very scared.
"Quack, really? Hmm... I feel like they're not afraid, but rather—worshiping!"
"Do you worship a black, talking bird?"
Why me? They're watching your frog too!
Petru saw Qingmu rush ashore and then stand still like a statue. He suddenly felt a daze and saw Qingmu turn into a large tree. A black bird flew in, its wings gleaming with an ebony sheen in the sunlight, and landed on the tangled treetops.
The smaller Sun in the sky is slowly hiding behind the larger Sun; a total Sun eclipse, a spectacular phenomenon where one sun blocks Sun, is taking place.
The savages on the riverbank all prostrated themselves before the large tree, chanting incomprehensible prayers.
He heard Mrs. Larry beside him say, "Ah, so he is God!"