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

This is a good thing for them. Several people who used to go out frequently before the cold season are a bit bored staying at home these days.

So without much hesitation, Guo Qi, Qing Jiu, A Zhou and Xiao Ying packed up and set off with their tools.

Xishi stayed behind to look after everyone, mainly to keep Sashi company and relieve her boredom. The snow was slippery, and most people could wear non-slip shoes, but Sashi was pregnant, and it might be multiple births, so even with non-slip shoes, Li wouldn't let her walk outside too often.

This really makes it difficult for her.

Even the daily walk that Ji Lang had mentioned before could only be done in the cave.

Recently, her temper has become less impatient, but she has to stay in the house every day and can't go anywhere. Her stomach feels heavy and sinking, which makes her internal organs uncomfortable and her temper gets worse.

When Ji Lang carried the puppy into the house from the yard, the curtain of the next door was lifted up and hung on the door. It seemed that the stove was burning too brightly and the room was a little stuffy.

I don't know what Sa Shi said, but Xi Shi quickly responded, "No more, no more. Just this once, I won't let you suffer in the future."

Ji Lang smiled when he heard this.

These two people, Sa Shi has a quick temper while Xi Shi is gentle, but they get along surprisingly well. This is probably the case of "everything conquers everything", they are a match made in heaven.

The people who went out on the other side soon arrived at the bamboo forest. When the two red pandas arrived, they sniffed around and chose a location. One stood by and watched, while the other began to dig in the snow. Soon, it dug a small hole and crawled into it. Slowly, everyone could only see its tail moving at the entrance of the hole.

After digging for a while, the little guy backed out of the cave. His little paws seemed to be very cold, and he kept putting them in the fur on his chest to warm them.

Another red panda went in and started digging.

The two took turns digging like this for quite some time, and finally came out holding a plump bamboo shoot.

The little paws flexibly peeled the skin of the winter bamboo shoots.

Seeing Qing Jiu and the others watching them digging from the beginning and now they were aimlessly looking for bamboo shoots in the snow in the bamboo forest, the little guy tilted his head in confusion, wondering why these people were not digging.

Leaving its companion to continue skinning, the other red panda jumped around in the snow. Every time it knew there were winter bamboo shoots, it would stretch out its little paws to dig a small hole, then signal Qingjiu and the others to dig, and then it would go to find the next one.

Qingjiu and his group dug much faster than the two little pandas, and soon they harvested half a basket of fresh winter bamboo shoots.

As a reward, a few were given to the red pandas who helped with punctuation. The two little guys were not shy and took them and squatted in the snow to peel and eat them.

After their bellies were full, the two of them started to mark the group of people together.

In the past, when Qingjiu was digging winter bamboo shoots, he had to push away the snow under the bamboo and look for bamboo shoots in the pile of dead grass, but he often couldn't find them. Now with these two little guys, he only needs to clear the snow from the punctuation points and touch down to find the plump bamboo shoots.

Before noon, they had harvested three large baskets of bamboo shoots.

Several people picked up the baskets and prepared to go home.

The two little guys squatted in the bamboo forest, looking torn between wanting to follow and wanting to stay.

Xiaoying didn't carry the bamboo shoots and was walking at the end. Seeing that the other two didn't keep up, she turned around and waved, signaling them to follow. The two red pandas looked at each other and without hesitation, they followed in hops and skips.

The winter bamboo shoots here are different from what Jilang remembers. They taste a little cool and slightly sweet. After being blanched in water, they are stir-fried with bacon in a small pot, covered with a thick layer of seven-tenths-well-done rice, and then topped with a layer of sausage and stewed.

A pot of fragrant and fresh bacon stewed rice is ready.

Ji Lang couldn't help but eat two big bowls, and then had a bowl of fragrant noodle porridge, which was refreshing and relieved the greasiness.

After three to five days of hard work, Jilang finally made the world's first pair of skis.

I am eager to try.

I excitedly crawled out of bed early in the morning, as if the difficulty I had in getting out of bed before had nothing to do with me at all.

Xiaoman rubbed his eyes with sleepy eyes, "Father, why do you get up so early?"

Ji Lang stuffed his two little arms into the quilt, "It's still early, go back to sleep, don't rub your eyes and get them infected."

He got off the kang, picked up the skis placed in the corner, and urged Qingjiu, "Hurry up, help me open the door."

Qing Jiu was no longer sleepy, but he had originally wanted to force him to do some early morning exercise to promote their relationship. However, as soon as he woke up, he sat up, put on his clothes and got off the kang, looking very excited.

I resigned myself to helping him open the door and lift the curtain. A layer of snow quietly accumulated in the yard again.

Because he was going to try out the skis, Ji Lang no longer had the mentality of complaining about why there was so much snow.

After the two men left the outer courtyard, Ji Lang planned to try it on the small slope leading up the mountain from the gate. There was a bamboo wall he had fixed on the side of the slope, and there was the gate below, so there was no need to worry about anything going wrong.

But when it really came time to try, the two had disagreements and started arguing.

"I've already told you to try it myself. You've never seen it, so you don't know how to use it." Ji Lang said.

Qing Jiu always felt that this thing was a bit dangerous, and he didn't agree with Ji Lang going at all. "Tell me what to do, and I'll try."

"Why don't you just let me demonstrate it once? Why do you have to snatch it from me?"

"No, you tell me how to use it and I'll do it."

"You are unreasonable."

"...I'll do it whether you want to tell me or not."

The rare quarrel between the two attracted several people who were busy in the outer courtyard to come over.

Seeing the snowboard tightly held in Jilang's hands, everyone was curious, "What is this?"

Feng, who was woken up by his brother early in the morning to work, was still sleepy. He yawned and was filled with cold air. He was holding his stomach uncomfortably and complaining to his brother in a low voice. Hearing the noise, he came over and said with surprise, "Brother Lang, is this the snowboard you were talking about?"

Ji Lang and Qing Jiu's quarrel stopped abruptly, "Yes, but we haven't tried it yet, so it may not work."

Feng immediately perked up, "Let me try, let me try!"

Ji Lang quickly refused, "No, this is very dangerous. It's easy to break your neck without protective gear."

When Qing Jiu heard that it was really so dangerous, he became more determined not to let Ji Lang try.

The two started fighting again.

As they were arguing, Ji Lang suddenly remembered that he had protective gear, "Oh, I have a helmet, I can wear it." After saying that, he didn't care about the others who were confused. He put the skis in his hand on the pile of firewood next to him and ran into the house. Seeing him in such a hurry, Qing Jiu was worried that he would fall, so he hurried to follow.

When Ji Lang finally found the helmet that was pressed at the bottom of a pile of debris, he was still talking to Qing Jiu as he walked away, "Thanks to you, I forgot where I put it. You have a good memory."

Qing Jiu, "Even if you praise me so much, I won't agree to let you try it later."

Hearing this, Ji Lang turned to look at him with a resentful look on his face. Before he could say anything, he heard Xiao Ying cheer, "Wow!!! Feng, you are so awesome."

The two looked at each other and saw their doubts in each other's eyes.

Get out quickly.

I saw the little boy turning casually, leaning on the two snowball sticks in his hands, stepping on the skis, and with a "swish" sound, he drifted and stopped at the gate.

But he felt unsatisfied, so he untied the straps around his feet, ran to the highest point holding the skis, and after a while he slid down again, braked handsomely on the skis, and stopped in front of Jilang and Qingjiu.

The two people who argued and neither of them succeeded: ...

Feng was still excited, "Brother Lang, your skis are so easy to use. It will only take a while to go down the mountain from now on."

Ji Lang knocked the ahoge on his head with the helmet in his hand, "You think it's easy. If the snow is not smooth when going down the mountain, and you fall down accidentally, you will lose your life."

Before Feng could speak, Xishi beside him said, "Come down, let me try."

Even Xiaoying and Zhou, who usually don't talk much, looked eager to try, "Then we'll try again after you finish."

Ji Lang had no choice but to hand the helmet to Xi Shi, "Put it on. It would be terrible if you accidentally fall."

Xi Shi did not refuse his kindness. He took the helmet, put it on as Ji Lang requested, and went up the slope holding the skis. After a while, he came down staggeringly, and he could not control the direction well, which frightened Ji Lang.

"How can he stop?" Xi Shi collapsed. He saw that Feng just turned his body when he stopped for the first time. Why didn't this trick work on him?

"Brother, you use your feet to make the board turn. What's the point of just turning your body?" Feng also shouted.

Before he could finish his words, Xishi hit the door hard. Fortunately, Guoqi and Azhou, who were standing nearby, reached out and grabbed him, so that he did not fall too hard.

"It's really dangerous." Qing Jiu, who was standing next to Ji Lang, said in a low voice.

He looked at Ji Lang with a reproachful look, as if to say, "You want to take the risk even though you know it's dangerous."

Jiro: ... "But I've skated before. I'm the only one here with experience."

Feng heard this and said, "Now I am too!"

In fact, Ji Lang was really surprised. He didn't expect that among this group of people there would be players with strength talents, players with five senses sensitivity, players with agility, living weather forecasts, and now even someone with skiing talent.

Ji Lang, who had skied before but didn't know where he was the whole time, said, "Okay, then I'll leave the task of teaching everyone how to ski to you."

Looks like I need to make a few more pairs of skis.

The days passed quickly, and Jilang made a few more pairs of snowboards, and even made small skateboards for the children to play with. Both adults and children were very happy to learn and play at the same time.

Oh, there is an unhappy Sashi.

Every day I could only look at the skis with envy, not daring to show any eagerness to try them out, because if I had the slightest intention, Li would quickly chase me back into the house and I wouldn't even be able to take a look.

That day, a few people were sitting in the kitchen preparing noodles, fruits and beans, when suddenly Liefeng's uneasy cry was heard outside.

Qing Jiu, who was sitting at the door, was about to stand up.

"Brother Qing, Brother Guo, bring your weapons and don't let anyone else come out!" Xishi's voice came, and there was a rare seriousness in his tone.

Qing Jiu glanced at everyone in the kitchen and said, "Don't act rashly. Wait for our news." Then he went out.

The people who stayed in the house naturally knew that this was definitely not an ordinary situation.

The children who were originally sitting on the kang and playing have now quieted down.

Ji Lang walked over and patted Xiaoman, who looked uneasy, and said, "Be good, don't be afraid." However, his voice was filled with worry.

Xiaoman leaned in his arms, her little hands tightly grasping the fur on Jilang's clothes, "Father..."

Fortunately, although everyone was nervous, they did not panic. They all sat quietly, waiting for news from Qing Jiu and the others.

Speaking of Qingjiu, after he came out, he met Guofen Guoqi, A Zhou and Xiaoying who were originally grinding flour at the potato kiln.

Several people went out of the door with weapons in hand. Liefeng got out through the crack in the door first, ran to the gate, and kept shouting loudly.

Before they could speak, a voice came from outside, "Someone is coming out!" It was a woman's voice.

Another voice also sounded, "Excuse me friends inside, we are from the Baiyun tribe which is very close to here. Many of our people are sick and we need your help."

Qing Jiu frowned and looked through the crack in the door. There were at least ten people standing outside the door, all of them strong hunters. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's useless for you to look for us. We don't have a priest in our tribe, and we can't treat illnesses."

"You are lying. You went to the tiger cave and came back safely. The disease came from there." The female voice shouted at the beginning. Maybe she felt that her tone was not good, so she added, "We really need your help. Many people in the tribe have fallen." The last sentence was already filled with obvious crying.

At this time, Xishi also heard something wrong, "Is the disease you are talking about an infectious disease?" There was some noisy commotion outside the door and then it quieted down.

Xi Shi was angry, "Just go away, no one here knows how to treat illnesses." With so many people coming at once, it was obvious that the other party was not seeking help in a friendly way. Besides, everyone was afraid of infectious diseases, and no one knew if these people were sick at the moment. What if they were infected...

When they thought of this, they all took a few steps back at the same time, and some even shouted at Liefeng, who was standing by the gate, to retreat.

Besides, these people came with such a fierce force that even if they really rescued them, they would probably not end up well.

"Bang!" A similar sound came from outside. It was obvious that after these people were not allowed to come in, they began to violently destroy the door.

"Friends, don't blame us. We are really desperate. Since you don't take the initiative to invite us in, we can only use unfriendly methods." It seemed that they were sure that they must have sacrifices or medicines that could cure diseases, and these people were determined to come in.

But Ji Lang had reinforced this door several times with great effort. The group of people outside with bone knives chopped at it for a long time but only left a few marks on the door, so they turned around and thought of other ways.

Not long after, several people went up along the path and stood on the wall above the outer courtyard. They pointed at the piles of firewood and doughnuts in the yard and started discussing in a low voice.

It is difficult to deal with these people through the gate, but they are standing so blatantly within the range of the bows and arrows.

Then don't blame them for being rude.

Qing Jiu glanced at Ah Zhou and Xiao Ying who were carrying bows behind him, nodded, and reminded them again, "Don't cause fatal injuries."