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

The person standing at the front was wrapped in thick fur, but part of his thigh was exposed. Qing Jiu and the others, who were used to wearing warm clothes, couldn't help but feel a little cold when they saw it.

Those people might have been curious when they looked at the firewood and noodles in the yard, but after seeing Qing Jiu and the others wrapped in thick clothes and hats, and the knives and axes shining in the sun, their eyes were filled with unconcealable greed.

"Their hides are so strange."

"It's wrapped very tightly, so it won't be cold."

"The weapon is weird."

"Grab them all. I want the longest weapon."

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They discussed it as if nothing had happened, not taking Qing Jiu and the others seriously at all.

It seemed as if these things would soon be put into their pockets.

"Swoosh!" The sharp and fast arrow pierced through the cold air and stopped on the leg of the person in front.

Maybe it was because the temperature was too low. The man's legs were exposed outside and were numb from the cold. Not even any blood was flowing out, but the arrow feather had indeed pierced his body firmly.

After being stunned for a moment, the man's expression turned ferocious, "How dare you hurt me?!"

Guo Qi shouted in a loud and powerful voice, "If you don't leave, the next arrow will pierce your throat."

Upon hearing that, the man immediately covered his throat and took two steps back. After he came to his senses, he felt that he was a bit cowardly and continued to shout, "It's fine if you don't help us heal our illness, but now you're hurting me. We won't let this go easily. Let me tell you, our tribe is large with hundreds of people, and we can kill you all very quickly."

The woman next to him, dressed in the same way, pulled at the animal skin on his body and said, "Brother Dali, the leader said it's best not to cause a conflict. We are here to find a sacrifice to heal our illness."

The man called Dali angrily shook off the woman's hand and said, "What do you mean by don't fight? Didn't you see? They were the ones who hurt me first and wanted to kill me! Once we kill all these people, the priest inside will surely come out. We can just catch him then."

A thin man next to him came up to Dali and responded, "Brother Dali is really careful." He turned around and pushed the woman away, "Go away, why do you, a woman, have to come here to cause trouble? Wait until we catch them and take them back for sacrifice, and your husband and child will naturally be saved."

The woman said angrily, "You didn't listen to what the leader said, did you? The most important thing now is to find a priest to save people. Why do you have to clash with them at this critical moment? The leader clearly said that he would bring something to exchange for the medicine. Where are the things you brought?"

What about those things?

It is still well placed in Dali's cave.

Dali pulled the corner of his mouth with disdain, revealing a smug smile, "How could those furs and meat be given to these people for nothing? You keep nagging endlessly. Don't always think of using the leader position to pressure me. Without me, Dali, he is nothing but a shitty leader. Today, I just want to bring the sacrifice back. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the five people standing in the outer yard. There were only two strong hunters, and the rest did not look threatening. There was even a child who had not yet grown up.

Nothing to fear at all.

"Take out the vines and let's jump down!" Dali said.

I saw the person behind me taking out dried vines from some unknown plant from the animal skin bag on his back. The vines looked very strong. The large and small trees in the yard had been cleared away when the cave was first dug, so there was no place on them to fix the vines.

These people were not unfamiliar with this situation. If there were no trees to tie, they would tie their companions around their waists.

Seeing their actions, A Zhou and Xiao Ying drew their bows again. Qing Jiu said, "We don't want your lives, but if you try to break into our yard, then the weapons in our hands will not show mercy like we did just now." After that, he picked up the axe in his hand and chopped at a tree stump outside the firewood pile.

Looking at the tree stump that was split into two halves in an instant, the group of people above seemed to slow down their movements.

There were two younger ones who were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva to hide their panic.

After chopping the wooden stump, Qing Jiu suddenly felt like holding his forehead. Why was it that among so many tree stumps, he had chosen the one that Ji Lang liked to sit on the most when he went outside?

When everyone was concentrating on dealing with this conflict, the woman who was pushed back by Dali suddenly stood up and pushed hard. Dali, who was standing outside, had not reacted yet. He fell down from above with his eyes open in shock. Fortunately, there was a vine that had just been put down hanging on the wall. He subconsciously reached out to grab it and cushioned the fall, but he still fell heavily to the ground in the outer courtyard.

The two people with vines tied to their bodies were pushed forward by him and almost fell down together.

No one expected such a sudden change. The young man who was standing next to Dali and cursing was the first to react. "What are you doing?" he shouted and pulled the woman.

But the woman was not as weak as she looked. She dodged sideways, put her backhand on the young man's shoulder, jumped up, pushed him to the ground, and pressed her knees against the back of his neck.

There was a fierceness in his voice that should not be underestimated. "Don't move, or I will break his neck. This is the leader's youngest son. If anything happens to him, none of you will have a good ending."

The restless crowd nearby quieted down, and Dali, who was lying on the ground, did not move at all.

Qing Jiu didn't expect that they would suddenly have an internal conflict. He and Guo Qi looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled.

The woman above spoke again, shouting to the people in the yard, "We are not here to cause a conflict, but to find sacrifices and medicine. If you can provide help, I can guarantee that the Baiyun tribe will never set foot in your territory again." After thinking about it, she said another consequence, "But if you don't want to, then next time more people will come here, and if everyone in the tribe gets sick, they will die sooner or later. It's better to grab a sacrifice from you before we die, and maybe we can be saved."

"I'm not trying to scare you, but our tribe has really reached this point. If we can't cure this disease, I can't guarantee what those lunatics can do. Besides, even if you have strong fighting power, we also know that besides you, there are children and women. You have to consider their situation as well."

Everyone present knew that this was not an exaggeration.

Xishi pondered for a moment, then shouted to the woman above, "What's the situation with the sick people in your tribe?"

The woman's face lit up with joy, and she shouted, "They all have fever, are shivering, vomiting, and have difficulty breathing. Some even have headaches."

“Brother Qing, go in and ask Ji Lang to see if he knows how to deal with it.” Xi Shi said in a low voice, not wanting these people to hear Ji Lang’s name.

Qing Jiu's face looked a little ugly, and he agreed.

These people's target is Jilang.

Qing Jiu entered the kitchen and saw Ji Lang, who was sitting by the stove and turned around with an anxious look on his face.

"What's going on?" he asked anxiously.

I briefly talked about the situation outside.

Ji Lang's expression also became serious.

Infectious diseases, high fever, difficulty breathing, there are so many infectious diseases with these symptoms that he has no way to judge.

But if it is an infectious disease, then it must be isolated first.

The only infectious disease that Ji Lang could think of at this temperature might be a cold, but these people go through every cold season like this, so it’s not like they would start catching a large number of colds for no reason.

Another possibility is plague.

"Go out and ask them if they have had close contact with rats recently." Ji Lang said, "Then tell them that after returning, they should separate those with obvious symptoms and not eat or live with people who are not sick. Also, if they have had contact with rats, they should take a bath and change their fur to clean ones. I will get some white wine and glucose, and let the sick people drink some glucose and wipe their bodies with white wine. Sprinkle the remaining white wine in the cave where people live."

"You go out and ask them first, I'll go get some white wine and glucose." Ji Lang said as he walked out, then he thought of something, "You cover your mouth and nose with something, and don't get close contact with those people. I'll put the white wine and glucose in the doorway later, and you agreed to give them." There was no other way. It wasn't that Ji Lang had a heart of gold and had to save those people, but if no action was taken, both sides would suffer in the end, and Ji Lang didn't want to see such a result.

Qing Jiu stood in the yard and looked up. The group of people were sensible enough not to look into the inner yard.

Only after seeing Ji Lang enter the house did Qing Jiu turn around and go to the outer courtyard.

"What's going on? Is there any solution?" The woman had already let go of the young man who was pressed to the ground and stood up. She was surrounded by several people who seemed to be her confidants. The young man was no longer seen.

Qing Jiu asked, "Has anyone in your tribe come into contact with rats recently?"

Although she was surprised by the question, the woman still spoke up, "Yes, one of our companions was injured and fainted in the tiger cave.

This time, not only the woman, but even Qing Jiu was a little surprised.

I didn’t expect Ji Lang’s guess to be so accurate.

He wrapped the clothes he took out of his hand around his face and handed the rest to the remaining few, indicating that they should do the same as him.

Qing Jiuliang conveyed Ji Lang's words to these people, then turned back to the doorway to get white wine and glucose.

"Oh, tell them that those who are not sick should also cover their mouths and noses like you do. They got the disease because they were bitten by fleas on rats, and then the first person who got sick passed it on to others, and then they got infected from one to another." Ji Lang instructed, placing a small bottle of white wine by the door. "When they leave, sprinkle this bottle of white wine on the places they have been."

Qing Jiu agreed, turned around and walked to the doorway to look around. Seeing that no one was standing there watching, he pushed Ji Lang behind him and said, "Hurry back to the kitchen. It's cold outside."

After seeing the person enter the kitchen safely, Qing Jiu turned around and walked out.

"What are you going to do with this guy?" Guo Qi raised his chin and gestured to Dali who was still lying on the ground and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Don't worry about him for now. Can you give us the medicine first?" The woman was very anxious, as if she was afraid that they would suddenly change their mind.

"Then put the vines down." Qing Jiu said.

He walked to the wall, tied the white wine and glucose he was carrying to the vines, and was quickly pulled up.

After a while, two strong vines hung down again.

"Please help tie the vines around Dali so we can pull him up." A woman's voice rang out. They knew that these people would not open the door to let them in to lift the person, so they had no choice but to use this method.

Guo Qi wanted to come over to help, but was rejected by Qing Jiu. Although there was no apparent problem with this man, he was very likely sick but had not yet developed an attack. So Qing Jiu was extremely careful. He tied the two vines carefully to Dali's body and left. The people above pulled him up with great effort.

The woman bowed politely and said, "Thank you very much. The people in the tribe are waiting for us to go back and save them. We will not delay any longer. We will reward you handsomely one day."

Qing Jiu said, "There's no need for a big reward, and these methods may not work, so you should be mentally prepared."

The woman looked a little conflicted and painful, but in the end she said nothing more.

Instead, he took a group of people to tidy up the vines on top, took the things and left.

"Brother Guo, you guys go in first. Ji Lang said that if I come into contact with anyone among them, it would be best to sprinkle white wine on myself." Qing Jiu said.

Guo Qi nodded, checked again at the gate, and led the others in.

Qingjiu stood alone in the doorway, following Jilang's instructions, he rubbed his hands clean with white wine, and then sprinkled it on his body little by little. Liefeng sat aside at first, wagging his tail as if to take credit, but the smell on Qingjiu became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't stand the pungent smell, so he crawled into the doghouse and lay down, covering his nose with his front paws, looking at Qingjiu with resentment.

The three puppies and two red pandas are now sleeping soundly in the woodshed. They like to burrow into the dry grass recently, which makes them feel warm and safe. So everyone put the bamboo shoots that were originally placed in the doorway for the red pandas to eat in the woodshed, and left a small gap in the woodshed every day so that they can get in.

Qing Jiu had just finished disinfecting his body when the whole family came out, chattering and asking questions and discussing with the people who were outside just now.

"I always feel that it's not that simple. They will definitely come back, these bad guys." Feng was very angry when he heard this. Those people were about to fight with them, so why did they give them medicine? Just let them die. The little boy felt very depressed.

Xi Shi rarely agreed with his silly brother's idea, "Feng is right, this matter can't be resolved so easily. It mainly depends on the specific attitude of the other party's leader." If the other party really wanted to get along with them in a friendly manner, they would not have sent Dali with such a character and the so-called leader's youngest son here. This group of people who came here did not have a unified opinion. Xi Shi didn't believe it. This was unintentional. It was clearly a test.