[Chapter 1] Section 1 Primitive Alpaca This animal is amiable, with a slender neck like a bow, round hips, slender and powerful legs, sunken ribs, brown fur, reddish yellow with white spots, short tail, majestic, and long body. With thick long hair, it is called Guahaeo locally, and it is called primitive alpaca in French.From a distance, these primitive alpacas ruminating give people the illusion that they are like a horse for people to ride, and more than one tourist was confused by its appearance and mistook a group of primitive alpacas galloping towards the horizon , as a group of knights.

In this uninhabited area, this is the only living thing that can be seen, this primitive alpaca, came to stop on the small hill in the middle of the vast grassland, where the rushes rustled and the thorny plants were everywhere. Exposing its sharp thorns, it breathes the breeze from the east, its eyes are very focused and vigilant, its ears are erect, and it keeps moving back and forth. At the slightest doubt, it will be ready to slip away. The appearance of the plain is not flat. Here and there, you can see vertical and horizontal gullies blown out by the violent wind and rain everywhere, leaving convex and concave hills and hills.On the side of the hillside just one step away from the ridge, there is an aboriginal Indian hidden. He is crawling forward, so that the primitive alpaca is not aware of it. Three-quarters of his body is naked, and the so-called clothes are just a piece of rags Broken animal skin, he lurks in the deep grass, as if he is approaching a hare that has been coveting for a long time but is afraid of scaring it away, he moves forward on tiptoe, but this primitive alpaca still has I noticed that I felt that the crisis was in front of me, and I began to appear anxious.

Suddenly, a crackling sound broke the quiet space, and a noose whizzed down towards the beast. The long leather belt brushed past it and fell to the ground behind the alpaca's tail. , but missed the target.The plan fell through!The primitive alpaca fled away as fast as flying, and when the Indians climbed to the top of the ridge, the alpaca had already disappeared in the forest without a trace. However, if the original alpaca is out of danger, it is the Indian's turn to face a huge potential threat.He took back the noose, hung the buckle on his belt, and was about to go down the mountain, when at this moment, only a step away from him, he suddenly let out a furious roar of a leopard, and in an instant, the beast pounced on his shoulders. Front.This is a strong jaguar with light gray fur, mottled with black spots, and the middle of the black spots is shining like a pupil.

The aborigine knew the cruelty and ruthlessness of this ferocious beast well: as long as it opened its bloody mouth, it could put itself to death.He stepped back, wretched!His feet rolled down the slippery stone, which made him lose his balance. Finally, he pulled out the long and thin sharp knife made of seal bone from his waist and tried to rely on it to defend himself. It was at this moment that he Wish I could step up and make it into the best position, but it's too late!The jaguar that was slightly touched became even more enraged. It threw him to the ground, raised its claws violently, and tore his chest. He lost consciousness immediately. At this moment, the carbine sounded With a crisp sound, a bullet pierced the jaguar's heart, and it collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning.

A hundred meters away, a thin puff of white smoke rose from a rock in the cliff on which a man, with his carbine still slung over his shoulder, stood. He was a typical Arian, and he was certainly not a compatriot of the wounded man, for he was not brown, although his skin was black and shiny from the weather.Nor did he have a big nose, nor sunken eyes, nor high cheeks, nor a dry, flat forehead, nor the narrow, narrow eyes of the aborigines, but instead his face was intelligent. At the end, the full heaven is covered with some wise wrinkles. This man has a square crew cut, and his hair and beard are starting to grey, but if you want to tell his age, I'm afraid you have to use a difference of ten years or so to judge him. There is no doubt that he is about forty to ten years old. In his fifties, he was tall and tall, with an appearance of being keen on strength competitions, strong and healthy, and his face was full of energy and seriousness, and his whole person exuded his pride.It is quite different from that kind of pride and vanity, which makes him more elegant, and his every move and every throw is very noble.

When it became clear that more shots were unnecessary, the newcomer dropped the gun, unloaded it, tucked it under his arm, and turned to the south. Under the rocks here, the endless sea gradually came into view. The man bowed down and shouted: Kaloli and then pronounced it with his larynx, saying a few words in a few obscure languages. A few minutes later, a young man about seventeen years old came out from the opening of the cliff, followed by a middle-aged man. These two were obviously Indians, and they were very different from the white man. This can be seen at a glance . The unparalleled shot the white man just fired would prove where he came from. He was muscular, broad-shouldered, full-chested, with a square head on a hard neck. He was about five feet long and had a reddish-brown complexion. He has black hair, sparse and curved arched eyebrows, a pair of piercing eyes, and sparse beards. He looks like this, and he is about forty years old. He shows a kind of docile and docile characteristics. , can be compared with humanitarianism.People have tried to compare them, preferring to a beast of prey, or to a dog that is loyal and good-natured, to the fierce and tenacious Newfoundland, who can be a companion to man, and even more than companionship. , become the owner's friend, this is completely like a loyal animal that runs over as soon as it is called.

As for the little boy, he was his son just by looking at his appearance. He was naked, his body was soft and smooth like a snake, and in terms of IQ, he was far smarter than his father. His forehead was protruding, and his eyes were full of passion, revealing a Wisdom, and his frankness and sincerity are even more admirable. When the three of them got together, the two men exchanged a few words in that short, half-sentence language, and then both ran towards the wounded, who was lying on the ground moaning, surrounded by the beaten Dead jaguar. The unfortunate man passed out, and blood flowed from the leopard's torn chest, but when he felt a hand remove the hide from his body, his closed eyes opened again.

At the sight of those who came to his rescue, his eyes gleamed feebly with pleasure, and his bloodied and pale lips murmured: Le Corgis! In Indian, the word Lekogi means friend, good man, and savior, and this loud noun obviously belongs to this white man, because he nodded affirmatively. He bandaged and treated the wounded. During this period, Calori walked down the cliff again, and after a while, he returned with a small box and bottles and jars filled with plant liquid.The Indian raised the wounded man's head and laid it on his knees so that his breasts would be exposed, while Le Corgi washed the wound to staunch the bleeding, then closed the wound and covered it with old gauze balls. Soak it in the liquid in the bottle, then cover the wound with a ball of gauze, take off the wool belt on your body, and wrap the wounded around the chest to close the wound.

Is there any hope of life for this unfortunate man?Le Corgi didn't think so, obviously, there might be no way out anywhere!The torn wound seemed to go all the way to the stomach and lungs. The man had just opened his eyes and woke up again. Kalori used this moment to ask: Where is your tribe? The Indian over there pointed his hand towards the east and said in a weak voice that it may be eight thousand to ten thousand miles away from here, on the bank of the canal. Le Corgi said: "It was the camp where we saw the fire yesterday.Calori nodded, agreeing. Le Corgi added: "It's only four o'clock and the tide is about to rise, so we'll have to wait until dawn to go.

Yes, Calori said. Le Corgi went on to say: There's only so much we can do for him, you and Algie to lift him and lay him flat in the boat, there's nothing else we can do for him. Caroli and his son, as ordered, began to work, and they carried the wounded and walked towards the beach.Soon one of them came back quickly and took away the skin of the jaguar, which he sold to foreign smugglers for a good price. While Le Corgi's companion was done with these tasks, he strode away, climbed to the jagged rocks of the cliff, and looked down, with a view of everything. At his feet is the undulating and picturesque seashore, which constitutes a coastline that is tens of thousands of miles long. The northern terminus of the canal, against the background of the strait, is some boundless depressions facing the other shore. The hazy outline of the coast is looming, and at the end of the coast, it looks like small islands and islands in fog. No matter from the east or west, the terminal of the canal cannot be seen, and the tall cliffs stretch along the canal.

In the north are some endless grasslands, and the plains are gradually coming into view.Countless rivers gallop on the grassland, turn nine times, gurgling, turbulent, turbulent, sonorous, and finally flow into the sea.On the vast grassland with springs splashing, a lush, green island and a dense forest pop up from time to time. It will be futile to find a family or a village among them, and the afterglow of the setting sun is overflowing. , dyed the end of the grassland into blood red, looking far away, the dignified mountains cover the sky here, only showing a faint outline, and the white mist from the icebergs surrounds the mountains. On the east side, the terrain becomes more and more undulating, and echoing the coast is a series of tall, jagged and steep cliffs, which stand tall and straight into the sky, and gradually disappear. This place is deserted and uninhabited, and likewise, the canal seems silent and lifeless.Although there were a few bark canoes or canoes with small sails on the river, there was not a single distinctive boat in sight.Open your eyes and look far away, whether it is the southern archipelago or the coastal areas, or it is hidden by the undulating cliffs, there is no one inhabited everywhere, and it is difficult to find any living things. At this moment, the faint morning light is slowly rising, but it always has a gloomy and desolate taste!The dawn is fleeting, and the soaring roc is looking for the nocturnal nest, and the chirping of the birds breaks the silence of the sky. Le Corgi crossed his arms, standing on the rock, like a sculpture, motionless, he looked fascinated and relaxed, he blinked his eyebrows, flashed a pious and fanatical look, and at the moment he was staring at Looking at this magical and vast land, and the charming, endless sea, this last remaining piece of pure land on earth does not belong to anyone, and this only remaining area is not shattered by the law. . He just stood there for a long time, bathed in the sun, let the gentle breeze blow, then he stretched his arms to the sky, took a deep breath, and puffed up his chest, as if to embrace time and space, It seems to want to suck up endless hatred.His eyes turned, and he ignored the vast sky.He proudly looked around the land, and suddenly blurted out a roar, which contained a strong desire for endless and absolute freedom! This howl, the cry of anarchism in the region, became a well-known maxim, so distinct in its character that it was casually used as a synonym for the word peace, the teaching of this formidable religion, which sums up In six words: no god, no master!He rants! At this time, facing the direction of the sea in front of him, he leaned forward and stretched out to the cliff. He made a gesture of resentment, as if he wanted to clean up the entire sky.