Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

A few little ones came into the yard noisily, and the outer courtyard soon became quiet. Jilang walked around the yard with a straw hat on. The ducks were in the water trough, flapping their wings and playing in the water. A few goats were lying quietly under the tree, chewing grass. The wind in the valley made the leaves rustle, and there was a rare sense of peace and comfort.

But this comfort was soon broken by the noise coming from outside the door.

"Priest, priest!!! Open the door quickly, help!!!" The loud voice was obviously that of a big tree.

I don’t know what happened, why he was shouting so urgently.

Ji Lang quickly sat up from the stone pier and ran to open the door.

Several people were seen carrying in a man with a pale face and sweat all over his face. When the man was carried in, Ji Lang could see clearly that one of his legs was turned outward, and the blood that was flowing out was stuck with dirt, and the whole leg looked blue.

Dashu put the man in the yard and looked at Ji Lang, "Priest, please save him. He has just become a hunter and is still very young. He cannot die..."

A bit incoherent.

Ji Lang squatted down to check. The man's right leg seemed to have been squeezed by something. It was bloody and his bones were exposed. It looked very creepy.

"You carry him into the inner courtyard first. Dashu, you go into the kitchen and boil two pots of hot water, and ask someone to invite Grandma Xue over." Ji Lang gave the orders. His injury was too serious, Ji Lang did not dare to act on his own, and he had to call someone who knew some medical skills to come along.

These people from the Big Tree Tribe and the Snow Mountain Tribe had not been refreshed in time and had not been given clothes yet. They were still wrapped in their animal skins, and without the blocking of clothes, it was clear at a glance how serious their injuries were.

Speaking of which, this teenager is also an unlucky one.

The hunters who went out today were divided into two teams. Dashu took a dozen people to the lake. Because they were thin and had not fully recovered from their previous injuries, Qingjiu did not let them go into the mountains. Instead, he asked them to catch some fish in the lake and then see if there were any wild animals in the traps on the mountain.

This was an easy job and they were happy with it. They could also dig up some wild vegetables such as white roots. The group was not idle either. When they arrived at the lake and were busy, they suddenly heard a scream. It was A Yang, who was arranged by the big tree to stand guard on the way up the mountain.

He was still a half-grown boy, but the tribe was really short of people, so they let him reluctantly act as a hunter and do some easy work like guarding the post when they were out.

Hearing the noise, several people on the shore rushed over with weapons.

They saw that the child had been beaten and had lost consciousness, and was being held in the hands of an ape and swung around as if he had died.

Upon discovering so many of them, the ape grabbed A Yang and tried to run away. Fortunately, they carried bows and arrows when they went out, and the ape was large in size and difficult to dodge, especially with an unconscious person in his hands. It was difficult for him to move under the attack of the bow and arrow. He had to abandon the food and ran away in a hurry.

Dashu and the others did not chase after him, but quickly carried A Yang back. After all, he was still breathing and could be saved. He was still a child and could not die here like this.

Moreover, although Dashu and his men have a large number of people, their abilities are indeed limited, and they have no way to deal with such a large ape.

When Grandma Xue came, Ji Lang had already used gauze soaked in water to simply treat A Yang's right leg. Looking at the exposed white bones covered with flesh and solidified snow, Ji Lang felt a little reluctant to watch.

However, Grandma Xue was old after all, and had witnessed many cases of injured hunters in the tribe. She handled the situation much faster than Ji Lang. Moreover, she had heard Ji Lang talk about the uses of the things in Ji Lang's medical kit, and she even got a pack herself.

No matter how horrific the external injuries are, they can be seen, and if you can see them, you will know how to deal with them. But the problem is that when these people weren't seeing it, no one knew what kind of pain Ah Yang had suffered. There was blood at the corners of his mouth and forehead, so he might have suffered internal injuries.

Grandma Xue carefully pressed on his abdomen and chest a few times. He should not have suffered serious internal injuries. But just to be on the safe side, she still boiled a bowl of herbal juice for him.

It was dark and had a pungent smell. Everyone else would stay away from it immediately after smelling it. After drinking a large bowl of herbal juice, Ah Yang shook several times due to the stimulation, but he still did not wake up.

"That damn beast, he's lucky he ran fast!" Sa Shi, who came back late, punched the ground beside him in anger after listening to what Dashu and the others had said.

A large crack appeared on the originally flat and intact brick surface.

Dashu:......

Oh my god, it’s a good thing that he didn’t really snatch the girl back at that time. If he had been hit by that punch, he would have died even if he had three lives.

Qing Jiu's face also showed a bit of solemnity.

There is no time to waste, this group of apes must be dealt with as soon as possible.

They have begun to attack the crowd. This is the first time, but it will definitely not be the last time. It can even be said that this may be a test. If they remain indifferent, these apes will continue to attack.

He couldn't put his troops in such danger.

Perhaps the expression on his face was too obvious, Ji Lang moved over from where he was originally standing.

He reached out and poked his frowning brows, "Let's think of a solution together." He said softly.

Qing Jiu grabbed his slender fingers and held them in his palm.

"Ahem." Xishi interrupted the two people's passionate love regardless of the occasion.

Seeing that both of them turned their heads, he ignored Qing Jiu's obviously unhappy look and said, "I do have an idea."

Xishi's idea was actually very simple. In addition to preparing repelling powder, they also had a kind of powder used for tracking. The smell was very faint and ordinary people and animals could not detect it. Only people with a keen sense of smell like Xishi would use it. It was scattered in places where wild animals often appeared. As long as a little bit of it stuck to them, Xishi could follow the smell to find the lairs of these wild animals.

No matter how careful those apes are, or how dangerous the place they stay in is, they still have to go down the mountain to find food. By then scattering tracking powder at the foot of the mountain, as long as one or two of them are touched by the powder, Xishi can follow the smell to find their location. Knowing their location, it will be much easier to judge how to attack based on the specific terrain. Moreover, there are more hunters around them now, so even if they attack by force, the apes may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Moreover, tracking powder is mainly made from pollen and ground hay. It has a special but soft and natural taste that is not likely to arouse suspicion.

It's a good idea. After all, knowing both yourself and your enemy will make it easier to take action. If you know where the apes' lair is, you can first investigate their exact number. This way, it will be safer for them to take action.

Ji Lang thought this was a good idea, and nodded, saying, "Then I'll think about it in the next two days and make more weapons that can be used."

After all, those guys are really big, and you can tell at a glance that they have thick skin and tough flesh. I'm afraid there's no way they can do anything with the bone knives brought by the Snow Mountain Tribe and the Big Tree Tribe.

Ji Lang felt that even the knives and axes with wooden handles that he had made before were not very safe. He still had to burn some sturdy iron knives and axes, and sharpen them when the time comes. It would be best if they could draw blood with every cut, so that those guys would not dare to act rashly.

It was because the cost of these apes' previous attempts was too low, and they even gained an advantage, which led to these guys now feeling that this group of people posed no threat.

Now that we have decided to take action, we must do it ruthlessly.

We must scare them so much that they dare not attack again, or even run away. If necessary, we can even kill them all. After all, given the dangerous nature of apes, people will not survive if they fall into their hands.

At this time, Ji Lang dared not be soft-hearted or have any thoughts of protecting animals.

He even felt that these apes were even more outrageous than the monkeys in Mount Emei that he had seen on the Internet before.

There are no animal protection laws here.

In the next few days, everyone became busier and more careful.

When the gathering team goes out, there must be people from the hunting team following them, and everyone should try not to stay outside. They should pick up all the wild vegetables and mushrooms at once, and then clean them up slowly when they return to the yard.

Ji Lang was also not idle. He burned a lot of weapons suitable for the new group of hunters, all of which were spears and forks. He failed several times, but looking at the weapons standing on the wall, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Qingjiu and Xishi both like to use knives, Sashi and Guoqi prefer axes. The hunters who came later were not as physically fit as them. It was Zhou who looked at Ji Lang who was still struggling and expressed his thoughts. They reacted slower when close to the enemy and did not have that much strength, so they should make some longer weapons so that the opponent could not hit them but they could still attack. At least they could have the upper hand in this regard.

After being inspired by Ah Zhou, Ji Lang immediately started trying to burn the spear, and later he burned some bull-head forks that he had seen in martial arts dramas when he was a child.

They are polished very sharply and will definitely leave three bloody holes with one poke.

Good news soon came from Xishi. The tracking powder worked, and a group of people sneaked over to investigate secretly. They found that the apes' base camp was in a cave on the cliff. They were very smart. There were many thick vines on the cliff, and they usually went in and out by pulling the vines.

Without much thought, Qing Jiu decided to split his troops into two groups. One group would go to cut the vines and block the apes' movement before they could react. The other group would guard the opposite side, and after the apes were trapped in the cave, they would shoot arrows into the cave entrance with burning balls of cloth soaked in wine tied to the arrows. Apes have the same habits as humans, and they will also store large amounts of food in the caves. As long as the fire burns onto the things they have stored, they don't have to do anything, as the apes will either be burned to death or choked to death in the cave.

This is a good idea, but Ji Lang couldn't help but worry. What if the mountain is accidentally set on fire? Although the mountain looks green now, there are actually dry grass and dead branches piled up in many places.

If there is only a little spark, it will probably burn for three days and three nights.

The operation had to be postponed for another two days. A group of people dug two isolation zones at the foot of the mountain where the apes lived. They were called isolation zones, but in fact they were just cutting the green grass on the mountain and cleaning up the dead grass and branches.

But these are all the hunting team's business. Ji Lang took a few children to pick peppers in the field. Some of them had already turned red. They picked them and tied them into a string with thread and hung them in the yard to dry. The peppers this time were not as big as those in the previous cycle, but they were much spicier. When you got close to the strings of peppers hanging in the yard, you could smell a slightly pungent smell.

Looking at the dozen or so strings of peppers hanging under the rack, Ji Lang calculated that he could pick two or three more from the field. He could share some with the new friends and keep some for themselves to eat. He felt very satisfied.

These past few days he had found time to start doing carpentry work again, planning to make a simple wooden cabinet and place it in the outer yard, putting some extra food and utensils on it, so that others could exchange them for their extra houses.

Originally, he was thinking of finding something to use as money, but after talking with Qing Jiu a few times, Ji Lang realized that their current knowledge still could not understand the existence of currency, and they could only barter things. They would rather exchange for items whose value they could directly see.

"What are you thinking about?" Qing Jiu came out of the doorway and saw someone staring at La Jiao in a daze.

Ji Lang smiled when he saw him, "I didn't think about anything. Did you deliver the things?"

A Yang, who was injured by the ape last time, woke up with a slight fever. Although Grandma Xue made some medicine for him to drink, Ji Lang was still a little worried and asked Qing Jiu to bring some anti-inflammatory drugs.

Qing Jiu nodded. He didn’t know if the child could survive. Even if he did, he would probably be completely lame in the future, and it would be difficult for him to go out hunting again.

"He's not in good condition." Qing Jiu said, feeling a little depressed.

How could Ji Lang not understand him? To use the words of the previous world, this man was a person with serious internal friction. He liked to look for the reasons in himself for everything and thought it was his own problem that caused the tragedy.

Reaching out and holding his rough hand, she said, "This isn't your fault. It's already happened, so we can only accept it and then fight back."

"But even if the child survives,..."

Qing Jiu didn’t continue talking.

Ji Lang pointed to the east side of the yard with his chin. Ye was sitting at the door weaving a bamboo mat. Uncle Lin was also sitting beside him with a small medicine stove in front of him, cooking medicine for the evening. Several children surrounded Uncle Lin, talking about something while taking wild fruits from their small pockets and giving them to Uncle Lin.

"You see, in our tribe, there is no such thing as abandoning and driving away the old, weak, sick and disabled like before. Everyone can find his own job. If that child can't be a hunter in the future, he can be a gatherer. Even if he can't be a gatherer, he can weave some bamboo baskets and other tools and bring them to us in exchange for food and furs. He can also grow crops and harvest food by himself. As long as he can survive, we will not abandon him." Ji Lang turned his head and looked at Qing Jiu again, his eyes full of seriousness.

He wanted to build a tribe where everyone could find something they could do, were suitable for doing, and liked to do, instead of respecting hunters.