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

On a distant mountain, a young man in a beast skirt put his hands flat in front of his eyes to block the light, watching a group of people rushing out of the opposite mountain and rushing back in.

When Qingjiu looked over, he quickly crouched down the mountain and hid in the grass, and no trace of him could be seen from a distance.

"Brother, they found it." The man shouted softly to the person lying in the cave.

The man inside was pale, with a gray face and a frown on his face. He said in a dry voice, "Well, you did a good job."

"Brother, how are you? How about I go get you some water?" said the first person who spoke. He was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

The man lying in the cave shook his head, "We have to conserve our energy now." After thinking for a moment, he asked worriedly, "Were we not discovered by Dayu and the others?"

The boy shook his head. "I went over there after it was completely dark. The wind was very strong last night, so they couldn't hear me."

Now it depends on how the group of people on the other side respond, Zhou thought.

He and his younger brother Xiaoying chased Dayu's group all the way here. After several ambushes and traps, only four are left out of Dayu's group of seven.

But this was not enough. If he had not suddenly wanted to take his brother fishing, Xiaoying might have been slaughtered by this group of people.

Thinking about the broken limbs and burnt furs scattered all over the ground when he returned to the tribe, Zhou felt a bloody smell flowing down his throat into his mouth.

He clenched his teeth, trying not to let his brother notice that he was abnormal.

The wound he received in that fight has not healed yet, and he has been doing intensive tracking during this period. His physical condition is very bad now, but he has to hold on. At least he has to let Dayu and his companions fall under his sword before he falls.

He picked up the noodle fruit next to him, took a sip of the juice, and relaxed for a while.

This was what Xiaoying brought back last night. They reminded those people that it was only right to take a few noodles as a reward.

"Xiaoying, did you find any trace of Dayu and the others last night?" Zhou asked.

Xiaoying shook her head. "They seemed to have noticed something was wrong. They went to the lake on the mountain yesterday and couldn't find it anymore."

"Don't worry. Since Dayu and the others have set their sights on this group of people, they won't hide forever." Ah Zhou said. He just didn't know if Dayu and the others would use the trick of pretending to be pitiful again this time.

He is truly so heartless.

If the people in the tribe had not gone out to rescue them when they were attacked by wolves, Dayu and his companions would have died at the hands of the wolves long ago.

Of the seven people who were rescued, the one with the lightest injuries had been lying in the cave for more than ten days. It was only after everyone in the tribe took turns to take care of them and distributed food to them that they were able to slowly recover.

Because there were too few people in the tribe, the leader had always wanted to keep these people to add some new hunters to the tribe, and he also took good care of the seven of them.

These people seemed harmless at first. They said that their original tribe was invaded by other tribes, and they were treated like beasts of burden. They would fight and kill them if they disagreed with them. A few of them could not bear it anymore, so they sneaked out and traveled through mountains and rivers for several months. They wanted to find a stable place to start a new life, but they never expected to encounter a pack of wolves and were attacked by them.

The chief was even happier when he heard this, and immediately invited them to join the tribe. Several of them said with tears in their eyes that if they had not been saved, they would have died long ago, and from now on they would hunt and work for the tribe wholeheartedly.

But soon, Ah Zhou discovered that something was wrong with these people. They often came back from going out covered in blood. Even if they had washed themselves clean, they still couldn't cover up the strong smell of blood. Every time he asked why they didn't catch any prey, they looked terrified and said that they were not familiar with the place and that they had clearly injured the prey but still let it escape.

No one took it seriously the first or second time, but after so many times everyone became unhappy. Why did they rescue you at all costs, share food with you, and nurse you back to health? Now you hunt outside and don’t bring the prey back, but eat it yourself. Who can be happy?

The leader also came out to preach several times but it was of no use, and the two sides even came into conflict. Although Dayu and his people were more adept at fighting, there were also more than a dozen hunters in Azhou's tribe. If a real fight broke out, Dayu and his people would not be able to gain the upper hand.

Finally, the two parties agreed that more prey could be given to Dayu and his friends, but they had to bring it back to share and eat together.

Dayu and the others agreed, saying, "I hope you won't regret it."

The crowd, who were originally confused, finally understood the reason at dinner that day. Everyone who saw the scene felt their scalp tingling.

Dayu and his friends eat raw meat.

It was raw meat that had just been killed and had not even been rinsed yet. The skinned prey was bloody and mangled. Several people started to tear it apart and each sat there to feast on it.

Even the internal organs are not spared, and everything except the stomach and intestines is eaten cleanly.

Xiaoying, who was separated from them by two campfires, vomited immediately after smelling the strong smell of blood.

Dayu and his companions seemed to have gotten used to being stared at as if they were different. They ate happily. Finally, they didn't have to hide anything. After eating everything, they returned to the cave and took a good sleep.

Those who stayed behind were all shocked.

No wonder they have such a strong bloody aura and no wonder they were attacked by wolves.

However, it is easier to invite a god than to send him away, so we can only maintain this superficial peace and not disturb each other.

Until someone overheard Dayu and the others talking, it turned out that this group of people, no, these beasts, would eat the children in the tribe when they couldn't find prey in the cold season. That's why they were expelled from the tribe, not because they were treated like cattle and horses.

After hearing this, the chief immediately summoned everyone in the tribe and drove the seven people out of the tribe.

In the first few months after they were driven away, no one dared to relax, and they usually went out to collect together in large groups. After three months, there was no revenge from Dayu and his men, nor were their traces detected within the tribe’s hunting range.

Only then did everyone relax.

But at this moment, something happened.

A dozen hunters went out, and Zhou took Xiaoying to the river to fish. Before they reached the river, they saw thick smoke billowing from the tribe.

He hurried back to the tribe, and saw the bodies of the old people and children who remained in the tribe. Many of them were incomplete. The leader's neck was pierced by a bone knife and was firmly nailed to the big tree at the entrance of the tribe. The blood was spilled and the entire ground was red.

You don't have to think about who did it.

Ah Zhou's eyes turned red with anger, and he told Xiaoying to find a place to hide and wait for the hunting team to come back. He would go and track down Dayu and his men, and would leave marks along the way.

But he followed the traces left by these people for three days, but still did not wait for the other people in the tribe to catch up. Unfortunately, he was discovered by one of Dayu's companions. When he was about to be killed, Xiaoying caught up with him with his companions.

The companions who were tired from traveling all the way, plus the injured Zhou, could not keep Dayu and others who did not want to have a head-on confrontation and only wanted to escape quickly.

The companions couldn't defeat the enemy, nor could they keep the enemy. In addition, their relatives in the tribe were killed, so they all said dejected words.

Although injured and running a fever, Ah Zhou just couldn't swallow this humiliation. He was determined to chase these people and take revenge no matter what.

Fortunately, he heard from his companions that some people in the tribe had hidden themselves, and some were injured but not dead. Ah Zhou felt that they could not all follow him to seek revenge, so he asked his companions to go back first, and he would continue to look for Dayu and the others after he had recovered from his injuries.

The people in the tribe couldn't persuade him no matter what, so they asked Xiaoying to help persuade him. Xiaoying, who usually doesn't like to speak out and is timid, was determined to follow her brother this time.

After Zhou had tried to persuade her for a few days, Xiaoying, who was usually obedient, refused to listen anymore. She even cried and yelled, "They killed Ah Mu and my sister, and dug out my sister's internal organs. I want revenge!"

Ah Zhou thought that his family must have met with misfortune, but he had no idea that his sister, who had just learned to walk, had been treated like this by these beasts. He was so angry that his scalp went numb and he fainted while trembling all over.

After waking up, he never mentioned asking Xiaoying to go back.

What Zhou didn't expect was that this usually quiet brother had an amazing talent for tracking. Zhou spent more than ten days recovering from his injury. Logically, the traces of the person should have disappeared in these ten days, but Xiaoying could smell it. Every time she asked him how he got it, he would only reply with three words, "It stinks."

The two of them chased and stopped all the way. It was difficult to track them after the wind season, and they almost lost them several times. The two of them became anxious and ambushed the lone people several times. They followed them all the way here and found that Dayu and the others had a new target. Xiaoying also found Jilang and the others' cave.

Dayu and his people are not really fools. They have long realized that someone has been following them.

Ah Zhou knew that Dayu and the others must have been keeping an eye on this group of people. Whether they pretended to be pitiful as before or took advantage of the hunters among them to launch a sneak attack, they would always take action.

Ah Zhou had no interest in seizing other people's territory and things. He just wanted to avenge his family and those who died in the tribe.

He couldn't bear to see these people being cheated or killed by Dayu and his gang, so he just asked Xiaoying to give them a subtle reminder.

In the yard, except for the confused Ji Lang and a few ignorant children, everyone else was not optimistic about the situation.

We showed up without anyone noticing, and did nothing but place a few stones, telling them clearly that our people have been here and are very strong, so if you know what's good for you, leave quickly and give us the place.

Very good, you understood it the other way around.

Xishi picked up the stone, sniffed it, and said "Huh" in a surprised tone.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he explained, "Qing Jiu and I found footprints at the foot of the mountain. They left a smell behind. It was a bad smell, faintly smelling. But the smell on this stone is different, not so unpleasant."

There are two possibilities. One is that the strong wind blew away the smell, and the other is...the footprints at the foot of the mountain and the people who placed the stones were two groups of people.

Xishi was more inclined to the second possibility. After all, the smell of the people at the foot of the mountain was really bad, as if they had been soaked in blood for many days, and there was a stench that could not be covered up.

At this time, Uncle Lin, who had been silent since he came in from outside, suddenly spoke up, "Xi Shi, that bad smell you smelled, is it a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of rotten meat?"

Xi Shi frowned and answered, "Yes, although a lot of it was blown away by the wind, I can still smell it. Uncle Lin, do you know what's going on?" He couldn't imagine how strong the smell would be when the real person stood in front of him.

Uncle Lin couldn't stand for a long time, so he found a wooden stool in the yard and sat down. "I've seen them before, cannibals."

It was a cold season when Uncle Lin was still very young. There was a shortage of food in the tribe, and the food stored in the cave had run out. Am was also sick, so there was no other way, so his father took him outside, hoping to see if he could use his innate tracking talent to catch some small prey.

The two walked outside for a long time. Uncle Lin, who was sitting on his father's back, felt that he was about to be frozen to death. At this time, he smelled the smell of rotten meat in the cold snow and told his father. Although the smell of rotten meat in the cold season was very suspicious, the two had no choice but to try to follow and see what was going on.

Later, I saw three cannibals in the snow, sharing a frozen companion.

The man had been frozen stiff. The man who was chopping him tried his best but there was no blood splattering. The blood was obviously frozen. Uncle Lin was so far away but he could still smell the stench that he would never forget.