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

The weather was so cold that if you put your hands outside for less than two minutes they would start to feel stinging from the cold, even if they were next to a fire.

There was no way, Ji Lang's plan of giving everyone a wooden spear had to be put on hold temporarily. However, he was not idle in the past few days, and now at least he, Ye, Lan, and Li all had a usable spear in their hands.

Ji Lang didn't like to go out during the day. He either stayed on the kang playing chess with the children or sitting by the stove roasting potatoes.

He was shivering when he went to eat. Fortunately, the things on the kang in the kitchen had been cleared away long ago. He put a small table on the kang, so he could sit on the kang, covered with a quilt and eat slowly.

There is no need to heat the kang in the kitchen specially. When cooking, the heat will flow along the stove to the bottom of the kang. Although it is not as hot as a newly heated kang, it is always warm and you won't feel cold if you cover yourself with a thick quilt.

Ji Lang took two sips of the hot bone soup before he suppressed the cold air he had breathed in when he walked out of his room and into the kitchen. He stretched his feet into the quilt and called the children to sit next to him, "It's too cold. How did you survive in the past?" He couldn't imagine how these people, without down jackets, thick quilts or kangs, could resist the cold that seemed to be getting into their internal organs by hiding in the cave with only fur.

Xiaoman no longer has many memories of the last winter season; the only feeling left is cold.

However, children forget such things very quickly. Now that it is no longer cold, it seems that the suffering they have endured before is not so unbearable anymore.

Li was sitting on the edge of the kang. When she heard Ji Lang's question, she thought of those who died quietly in the cold season. She felt fortunate and grateful for the current situation. "I got through it by gritting my teeth and holding my breath. Now when I think about the situation in the past, it feels like a dream." She actually felt that the current situation was more like a dream.

Even though Ji Lang often said that there were many things he had not considered, for them, such living conditions were something they had never imagined before.

"I wonder if Abai and his family have a kang to sleep on." Wu, who never liked to talk, suddenly said, "I dreamed of him last night. He even took me to the river in their tribe to catch fish."

He had been in a daze recently and had almost forgotten about the people from the Baiyun tribe. Now that Wu mentioned them, he thought for a while before saying, "They have been back for so long. They should have built the kang by now. Don't worry, if you miss him, we will go to see him together when the warm season comes." Ji Lang had never told anyone else about this, but he had been thinking about it. He wanted to exchange more herbs from the Baiyun tribe and even wanted to learn how to identify herbs and the effects of the herbs here from someone in their tribe who knew about herbs.

There are some flowers, plants and trees in this world that Jilang recognizes, but most of the species are unfamiliar to Jilang. Even some of the wild vegetables they are eating now, he only knew that they are edible because Li and Lan told him that they are edible.

Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Ji Lang spoke up to explain his intentions.

"Also, the red rhizome herb that Ah Hua brought last time was indeed effective after Uncle Lin drank it, but we can't tell what kind of herb it is from the rhizome, so I thought that I could use pottery or iron tools to exchange for this knowledge in the future. Not everyone can know how to identify herbs, but someone among us must know how to do it. The medicine I brought can only treat the most basic diseases and injuries, which is completely insufficient."

"Okay, then when the warm season comes, I'll take you there." Qing Jiu said. He always unconditionally supported Ji Lang's decisions.

"But there is still a problem." Ji Lang scratched his head, "I think we need a new tribal name and a leader."

Although everyone now treats each other as family and discusses everything, when they start to establish diplomacy with other tribes, they can't just keep doing it without a title or a leader.

After thinking about it, the others naturally understood the reason.

Feng immediately raised his hand that was still holding the chopsticks, "It's called the Jilang tribe, and the leader is Brother Lang."

Several others also agreed.

"No, the last time I chatted with Ah Hua I learned that the leader is usually a hunter, and you can tell at a glance that he is quite powerful. He represents the combat effectiveness level of a tribe. I can't do that. I'm thinking of Guo Qi or Qing Jiu. They are both reliable and strong, and their physiques are the strongest among us. I can't use my name as the name of the tribe either. It's not representative, and others don't know who Ji Lang is, and it's not easy to remember." Ji Lang persuaded everyone with reason and evidence. He knew that these people were grateful to him and respected him, but he really had no interest in being a leader.

In the future, as there are more people in the tribe, the leader will definitely be very busy. He wants to do his own things quietly and research and create more things.

"Then let Qing be the leader, and Ji Lang be the priest." Guo Qi said. He didn't want to be the leader. A leader had a lot to do and a lot to consider. He only had brute force and didn't want to use his brain.

"I also think Brother Qing can be the leader. He is thoughtful and has high fighting ability. Although he doesn't talk much, he cares about everyone's affairs." Xi Shi also said.

"We also agree that Qingjiu should be the leader." Ah Zhou and Xiaoying also stood up to express their opinions.

After a brief discussion, they decided that Qing Jiu would be the leader and Ji Lang would be the priest.

The two had no objection to this decision. They looked at each other and saw a gentle smile in each other's eyes.

"As for the name of the tribe, I think it should be representative. For example, the former Taoli Tribe. When you hear the name of other tribes, you know that they can exchange pottery. There are also Yaoshi Tribe, or Xueshan Tribe, which are representative of the geographical location." Ji Lang expressed his point of view.

Everyone was in a dilemma about this matter. They came up with names such as "Mountain Tribe", "Big Lake Tribe", "Cave Tribe", "Bed Tribe", etc., all of which were ruthlessly rejected by Ji Lang. Even a few of the younger ones came up with names such as "Bacon Tribe", "Fruit Stem Tribe", "Puppy Tribe", etc., which made Ji Lang laugh so hard that he almost spit out his food.

The soup in the pot was finished and everyone started to clean up, but the name had not been decided yet.

"How about calling it the Pottery and Iron Tribe? I plan to make some ironware in the future. We can use it ourselves or exchange it with other tribes. Pottery can also be exchanged. In this way, even if others don't know about pottery and iron at first, they will remember them clearly after learning about them." Ji Lang suggested.

"Taotie tribe, this name is good." Xishi agreed first. They were originally from Taoli tribe. It is inevitable that they would have some nostalgic feelings for the place where they grew up. This name also contains the word "Tao", which makes him have an inexplicable sense of belonging.

The others also nodded, agreeing with the name. They knew how to make pottery themselves, and although they had not yet made ironware, they were also using the iron pots and weapons that Ji Lang brought, so they naturally knew what a good thing it was.

They were even looking forward to Jilang making new iron tools. After all, they felt that the current tools were already very useful, but Jilang was always not satisfied. They wondered how useful the iron tools would be once they were made to satisfy Jilang.

"By the way, what role does this sacrifice you mentioned play in the tribe?" Ji Lang was still a little curious. After all, this was the role he would play in the tribe in the future, but he didn't understand it at all.

"Sacrifices can check and balance the leader, but this is not necessary between you and Qingjiu. Sacrifices themselves can prevent conflicts within the group. People in the tribe have a belief in sacrifices. In some tribes, priests also understand medicine and can help everyone see illnesses and heal injuries." Xishi explained to Jilang.

No wonder Xiaoying treated him as a sacrifice when he helped Zhou clean his wounds.

Ji Lang looked at Qing Jiu, Qing Jiu was also looking at him, they smiled at each other, Ji Lang felt that his lover's identity was no longer just a lover, but also an identity of a teammate fighting side by side.

“Actually, even though no one has said it explicitly before, everyone treats you as a sacrifice. You don’t have to feel pressured. Just do what you want to study and do what you want to do as before.” Xi Shi said.

Ji Lang nodded. Okay, then he would just continue to be his own mascot.

With a name, a leader and sacrifices, everyone seemed to become more energetic than before. Unfortunately, during this period, there was no chance to release their inner excitement, and they could only clean the yard more diligently every day.

Qingjiu has become more active in his daily patrols. If he used to do this out of protection for his lover and family, now he has an additional responsibility for the entire tribe.

It was still dawn when Ji Lang heard Qing Jiu getting up and quietly putting on his clothes.

The stove was only refueled once at night, and it had long gone out. The ears and nose exposed to the outside were freezing cold. Ji Lang huddled in the quilt, covering his nose with it, and said in a muffled voice, "It's not even daybreak yet, why did you get up so early today?"

Qing Jiu didn't expect that he was already awake, so he turned around and pulled the crooked quilt for him, "I heard other noises last night, I'll go out and take a look, you can sleep for a while."

After hearing this, Ji Lang was no longer sleepy, his eyes widened, "What's the noise? Is there another person coming?"

Qing Jiu put on his coat and shook his head, "It's not a human, it might be a wolf, but it's not a pack of wolves. It's very cautious, I need to go and confirm it."

"Then don't go alone. Bring a weapon and be careful." Ji Lang was worried. He now knew how cunning the wolves here were. He was afraid that these guys would be lurking outside even during the day.

"Okay, Xishi and I will go out together. We won't go far, just take a look around the yard." Qingjiu agreed, sat on a wooden block, lit the stove, and added two scoops of water into the pot on the stove.

It will be perfect for washing their faces when he comes back or when Jilang and Xiaoman get up.

Qing Jiu did all this quietly, then opened the door and went out.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the gap in the open door. Ji Lang couldn't help but get deeper into the bed. The low temperature was really killing him.

I don't want to get up when it's cold, and it's been too cold these days. Ji Lang feels that he has become even lazier. If he doesn't have to go to the toilet by himself to eat, he would like to stay in bed and not get up.

Of course, even if you think this way, you have to get up when it’s time to get up.

Ji Lang got out of the bed reluctantly and put on his clothes that had been heated on the kang one by one. Xiaoman, who had rarely gotten up, was sleeping soundly in the quilt.

The door of the gate was open. Ji Lang walked over. Liefeng and the puppies were not in the kennel. Two little pandas were squatting beside the kennel, eating winter bamboo shoots from the bag next to them.

The two little paws nimbly peeled off the dried bamboo shoots layer by layer, and nibbled the freshest part inside in small bites. The peeled bamboo shoots were not wasted and piled up at the bottom of the feet. The two little kids squatted on it, so it was not so cold. While eating, their paws became too cold to bear, so they put down the bamboo shoot core, stuffed their little paws into their stomachs to warm it for a while, and then continued eating.

It’s fun to watch them eat like this. These two cute little guys are like the happy pills of the family.

The former cheerful Liefeng has become much more mature and stable since becoming a mother. Jilang hasn't seen her act silly for a long time and he misses her a little.

As I was muttering to myself, I saw this guy coming back with something in his mouth. He was running in front by himself, while Da Mao, Er Mao and San Mao were following behind, kicking up the snow on the ground and making it fly everywhere.

The puppies that caught up with Liefeng tried to tear the prey in Liefeng's mouth, but were ruthlessly pushed away by Liefeng. If it wasn't for the fear that the prey in its mouth would be taken away by the three puppies, it probably would have wanted to bite it directly.

Ji Lang, who just praised it for its maturity and stability: withdraw.

The dogs had been playing in the yard for a while before Qingjiu and Xishi came back covered in snow. Ji Lang leaned over and saw that Qingjiu's long eyelashes were covered in snow and frost.

The same goes for Xi Shi, his eyelashes are all white, and he looks like he has broken through the dimensional wall and run into the three-dimensional world.

They both stood in the yard for a while, shaking off the snowflakes on their bodies before going into the house.

In the room, Ji Lang poured a cup of hot water for each of them. They sat down and held the hot water, drinking it with satisfaction. It was really comfortable to have a cup of hot water when it was so cold.

"What did you two find when you went out?" Ji Lang asked after seeing that they had almost recovered.

Xishi patted the snowflakes stuck on his boots, stretched his feet to the stove to warm them, and then said, "They must be wolves, but I can't tell how many there are. The snow is so heavy that all the traces are covered, and I can't smell anything."

Ji Lang didn't expect that this group of wolves would come back so quickly. He thought that with the help of the people from the Baiyun tribe, these guys would be quiet for at least a winter season. He didn't expect them to come back so quickly and come back again without any hesitation.