Gu Jun's eyes went dark, and it felt like two days had passed since he recovered from consciousness.

Although he was very tired, he couldn't sleep anymore and seemed to have lost the ability to sleep. He remained in this tired state.

In addition to being able to control the movement of his eyeballs, the rest of his body is still paralyzed and he cannot open his eyes. His eyelids were pulled open by Zu Ge before.

"Systematic Anatomy", Visual...

In the past two days, he took a break, recalled the knowledge he had learned to revive his energy, and tried hard to control his eyelids, that is, his eyelids.

"The accessory organs of the eye are devices that protect, move and support the eyeball. They include the eyelids, conjunctiva, tear apparatus, extraocular muscles, orbital fat body and orbital fascia and other structures..."

"The eyelids are located in front of the eyeball and are divided into upper eyelids and lower eyelids. The gap between the two is called the palpebral fissure. The inner and outer ends of the palpebral fissure are called the medial canthus and the lateral canthus respectively. The free edge of the eyelid is called the palpebral margin, which is further divided into

The anterior and posterior margins of the eyelids..."

Page after page of the visual chapter of "Systematic Anatomy" is before my eyes. The more I recall, the clearer it becomes.

Since you can't die, you can't wait to die like this.

"I am a doctor and I want to save myself." Gu Jun has been trying to exercise the levator palpebrae superioris muscle and the orbicularis oculi muscle. As long as they recover, he can open and close his eyes.

Over the past two days, he gradually seemed to feel the presence of his eyelids...

Xu Shi saw his eyes turning around, and the eyelid of his right eye was suddenly pressed by a fluffy hand, and a slapping sound sounded: "Be honest!"

Unable to move or speak, Gu Jun really didn't want to suffer this kind of pain for one more second. How could he talk to this creature?

Patients with locked-in syndrome can convey meaning through the rolling of their eyeballs. He thought that since the tapping sound can be a kind of language, so can the rolling of the eyeballs.

This is a dream world. If the other party is willing to understand any language, the other party can understand it.

Gu Jun thought, recalling his little knowledge of linguistics... Now that he has it, he will use Chinese to create an "eyeball rolling input method"...

The strokes of the characters, dot, horizontal, vertical, left, right, lift, fold, and hook, are all replaced by different eye rolling movements, and a word is written with a set of movements.

Turn your eyes horizontally from left to right.

Turn your eyes from top to bottom, which means they are vertical.

Both eyes turn to the upper right, which is the point. There are other things...

When you finish writing a word, you frown your eyes at the same time to indicate completion.

Wrinkling the left eye means a pause, wrinkling the right eye means a period, wrinkling the left eye twice in quick succession means a question mark, and wrinkling the right eye means an exclamation mark.

"That's it." Gu Jun firmly memorized this set of rules. Simple is simple, but it is a language that can really be expressed with eyes!

Time passed very vaguely in the darkness, and about another day passed. During this period, he was exercising his eye muscles and practicing this input method.

Feeling that it was almost done, Gu Jun rolled his eyes and slowly wrote: "Hello."

Sure enough, there was a Zuge who had been watching him, and suddenly there was a rapid slapping sound: "Are you talking with your eyes?"

Gu Jun's heart suddenly became excited, he succeeded! It felt like he had been trapped in darkness for many years and finally saw a glimmer of light. He quickly calmed down and continued to slowly turn his eyes and said: "Yes, I am very clear, thank you.

You saved me. I wonder who you are going to pay me as tribute to? What will happen to me after that?"

It was very strenuous to keep rolling his eyes up, down, left and right like this. When he finished writing this sentence, he felt a little dizzy.

"Come on, this guy is talking!" the Zuko exclaimed, and immediately the sound of some chaotic footsteps came.

Gu Jun continued to roll his eyes hard to show his goodwill: "Hello, I come from another world, my name is Gu Jun."

"Ignore him!" said the voice that was obviously their leader, "No matter which world they come from, humans are very cunning!"

Gu Jun quickly rolled his eyes, "I mean no harm..."

"He said he meant no harm."

"Does that mean we have malicious intentions?" the leader said angrily, "Stupid Zuge! He wants to take advantage of our kindness, cure him, and then help him return to his world. Whether it's evil or not, that's what he means.

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"Then he's fooling us? Damn it, let's just eat him! Leave those five thousand grouse, five thousand quail, and five thousand pheasant alone."

This was their final agreement on his value.

The Zugo who had been insisting on eating him said again: "I know a dish that can make him delicious to the extreme! First use him as a worm incubator, and when his whole body is covered with worms,

Then skewer it and grill it until it's medium-cooked, which retains the deliciousness of the worms and gravy, and also has a chewy texture. If you add a little more spices and pour a little moon wine, wow, it tastes so good."

"Brother, how about we just eat his hands and feet? The rest are worth at least three thousand each!"

"Ah..." The leader's voice sounded like he had swallowed his throat, and he was a little annoyed: "Let me think about it!"

No, don't think about it. Gu Jun's heart tightened, and his eyes were fixed, not knowing what to say. These ancestors are not human, and their way of thinking is even more unpredictable than Wu Shiyu's. It seems that it is best for him to close his eyes temporarily.

Mouth... no, close your eyes.

After the leader Zuge said he thought about it, he could no longer understand the slapping sounds, and the Zuges closed their language to him.

Gu Jun continued to do his exercises quietly, sometimes trying to call Wu Shiyu and others, but there was no response at all.

He couldn't feel the movement of space, and could only rely on his hearing to distinguish one or two things. However, there was a mystery about the human body. Other senses were blocked, so his hearing was even sharper. He could hear the flapping sound, the sound of the sound, and then the waves.

The sound... seemed like the ancestors were taking him across the sea in a boat.

About two days later, the sound of waves gradually stopped being heard, but there was still the sound of water flowing, like a ship turning from the sea into the river.

He really didn't know if the Zu Ge had done anything to him. He couldn't even tell where the pain he felt in his brain came from. If the Zu Ge cut off one of his legs and ate it, he probably wouldn't

will know.

But Gu Jun continued to exercise and did not give up on saving himself. He exercised his eyes and his spirit.

At this time, while the slapping sounds were far away, the guard Zu Ge also walked away. He tried to open his eyes again, imagining that all the strength in his body was gathered, and the levator palpebrae superioris muscle suddenly exerted force!

"Ah..." The dazzling light suddenly rushed in, and he almost immediately instinctively closed his eyes that he finally opened, but he was reluctant and held back. When his eyes gradually adapted to the light, he saw the clear white

The sky, the green river, and the black bow of the wooden boat.

It was hard to believe that it was such a small, flat wooden boat that took him away from the desert island and across the sea.

And he himself was stuffed into a large wooden barrel, his eyes were trying to look down, and his hands and feet were still there...

But the part of his skin that he could see was covered with purple-red scabs... At that time, it seemed like the skin all over his body had burst.

"I really don't know what methods these ancestors used to save me."

Gu Jun tried hard to observe the surrounding environment and could see that the river was located between a fertile plain. There were woodlands, farmland, and scattered farmhouses on the plain. The pointed roofs were covered with thatch and surrounded by greenery.

the fences, and the smoke from the farmhouse chimneys.

He saw some figures among the farmhouses, but they were too far away and his eyes had not fully recovered to see their faces clearly.

"Help..." Gu Jun wanted to shout, "Help..." but he couldn't make any sound.

He suddenly heard footsteps approaching, so he quickly closed his eyes, pretending that he couldn't open them yet.

After a while, he opened his eyes slightly and the fat Zu Ge next to him didn't notice.

Gradually, he saw the small canoe moored on the shore of a forest. A group of more than a dozen Zuge lifted the entire barrel and jumped out of the boat. Although they were small in size, they were very strong and carried him.

Although he was wearing a wooden barrel, he was able to walk quickly through the woods, and there was another sound.

They walked around in this dark and lush forest for a long time. Gu Jun suddenly saw thousands of Zuko in the woods ahead!

The dense forest on the desert island seems to be just a small village, and this is the headquarters of the various tribes...

The ancestors climbed on the branches of the trees, squatted among the unkempt grass, and burrowed into the holes of the rotten trees. Their little eyes looked here, and they all shone a little.

And among them, there was an ancestor standing in the middle of the forest, with all its hair turning white. It seemed that it was the leader or elder-like existence of this tribe.

The barrel was put down in the forest, and chaotic slapping sounds could be heard everywhere. Gu Jun finally saw clearly that each of the ancestors made different sounds by slapping their bodies, thus forming this ancestor language.

The dozen or so ancestors he brought with him each slapped themselves, as if explaining his origins to the tribe. The other ancestors also slapped themselves endlessly and exclaimed again and again.

"Let him listen, it doesn't matter if he hears it." The ancestor said, stroking a white beard under his mouth and looking quite kind.

Gu Jun could immediately understand their language again, and heard the "leader Zuge" tell his plan, "This way we can avoid paying tribute for five consecutive years!"

"Alas." The ancestors sighed, and all the ancestors who were just about to get excited calmed down and listened. The ancestors looked at Gu Jun and said, "Is this how our ancestor tribes do things? Confused! This person is so stupid.

The house of nightmares swallowed him up, and we can't treat him like this."

Hearing this, Gu Jun felt happy and started to struggle, using the language of eyeballs to express his words to his ancestor...

But the ancestors each said: "If you pay him tribute to those greedy evil cats, it will only be worth five thousand grouse, five thousand quails, and five thousand pheasants at most. But if we sell him to the black merchants, it will be enough

In exchange for at least 10,000 grouse, 10,000 quail, and 10,000 pheasant!”

The young ancestors immediately understood, and exclamations and cheers rang out at the same time.

"This way, even if we give away 5,000 of the three tributes." Each of the ancestors said, "Wouldn't there still be 5,000 left for us to enjoy?"
Chapter completed!