4 Heiyu village

Jan Ling was coming back from the port with a sack of oysters he had just captured. Shortly after entering the village, he notices a stranger, completely different from all the people of the village, here are all yellow ones with a height of 1.70m, with drawn eyes and straight hair. But this person is completely different, more than 1.80m tall, with short and wavy hair.

The strangest part is the color of his skin, brown, very different from the whites he has already seen or how they told him that the blacks looked like. He was neither fat nor strong, is a skinny one, does not seem to be over 15 years old.

I can not stop myself and I walk to him and I ask

"What are you?"

"ahn ... what? what am I?" the stranger spoke with a face full of panic and defeat.

"Yes, you are not like us and not black or white, so what are you? Where did you come from?"

As I questioned the new guy, people stopped to look at, but everyone was listening attentively, after all he is really strange and the village does not usually receive visitors.

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fucking hell ... for a second I thought I'd already found out.

"I am Brazilian, Brazil is a big island far from here, a long time ago there was a place full of Indians, with red skin, but people mixed, and now the most have this color, we calls moreno ou Brown"

I heard the people around me exclaim 'ooh'. Of course Brazil does not exist here, but as no one is questioning me about the truth of my story is because they probably do not get a lot of news, so a bit of information is enough for them to have a good conversation topic.

"ooh, i never heard about this place before" this guy make the same funny expression

"But if it's a place far away, how did you end up in our village?" he is not doubting, but curious, about me.

I look around and do not see any type of sign or letters. "I was traveling at sea with my boss's family, although I am still a young man, I am already a literature teacher and taught the children of the family. However, I do not know how long ago a great storm happened and I woke up on this island. " again people have funny reactions. But when I say I'm a teacher, a man walks away silently. I obviously did not realize it.

"Ooh, so that's why you speak our language so well, usually whites or other yellows that come to this island, just speak Laslioph"

"Laslioph?"

"Unh? You not know that? Is the language of cultivator's, almost all of them know this language" he seems proud to have some news to tell me.

hroung ~~

my stomach makes a noise

"Hey, since you're lost, why do not you come to my house, have a dinner and tomorrow I can take you to the next town."

"Of course! ... if not too uncomfortable, I'm grateful" while I followed the young man to his house, we are stopped by a voice that has an arrogance.

"hey oyster boy, why the rush?" a man in his 20s is the owner of the voice. with a relatively handsome face, he is shorter than me, is 1.75m tall. no hair and wearing shaolin clothes, basically a cultivator. I kept quiet.

"Heiyu Chu, what do you want? My family already paid all taxes this month." he looks angry.

"Hey Jan Ling, is this how you're going to treat me?" he laughed mischievously "I forgive you this time, but my father wants to meet the Brown guy, so hurry up, come with me!"

Jan Ling looks at me and says, "You better follow it, but you do not have to worry, he's an arrogant one, but he would not lie about a command of his own father"

I nod and follow the shaolin. he was less asshole, now that we are alone he even asked my name and introduced the village, apparently I am in the territory of his family the 'Heiyu village'.