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

Ji Lang ignored the strange looks from these people and quickly went into the house and washed his face. Although the cave was not as comfortable as the previous warm season, it was generally cooler than outside.

He didn't change his clothes. After all, he would have to go in again later, and this small knife was just a test. If it worked, he would have to stay in there every day, so he had to adapt to it in advance.

So when Qingjiu and the others came back, they were shocked to see that the situation at home was even more tragic than what they had seen outside.

But when Ji Lang took the unsharpened knife out of the bucket and placed it in front of them, the people around him fell silent instantly, and the fatigue on their faces was all replaced by surprise.

Although it has not been polished yet and the blade is not sharp enough, everyone knows what a good thing it is.

After all, they can be made into whatever they want. Although weapons are sharp now, the handles are made of wood with nails on them. Sometimes when you use too much force, you always worry that they will be broken. But it is different if they are made of iron. You can use them with confidence and they can be polished to be sharper.

When it comes to iron smelting, other people are much more concerned about it than Ji Lang. Even when Ji Lang is sleepy at night, they are still working on it with great enthusiasm. When Ji Lang gets up in the morning, the furnace has been lit for a long time and when it's almost time, they start pouring molten iron into the mold.

Jilang: ...

He stayed in the pottery kiln for a while during the day. It was extremely hot, but these people didn't seem to feel the heat. Sometimes they stood by the fire and watched the things in the kiln melt little by little.

Ji Lang was worried that they would get heatstroke.

However, although no one suffered from heatstroke, they all had inflamed skin.

The mint tea stored from the last warm season is not enough to drink, let alone this warm season. Most of the mint has dried up before it even grew.

The stones for polishing iron tools were specially picked out by Qingjiu and Xishi at the lakeside and then brought back on a cart.

When they were in the Taoli tribe, they would also look for some stones when sharpening bone knives or pottery tools, so they knew very well what kind of stones to look for.

Every day after it is shaped in the mold, it is poured into water to cool. After it has cooled down, Guo Qi and Feng take it to the outer yard, sit under a big tree and start polishing it. At first, Liefeng and the three puppies would watch curiously, but later they began to get annoyed by the noise.

Da Mao's legs have grown back, but he still limps when he runs. Ji Lang was originally worried that they would dislike Da Mao. After all, these people cherish food very much. A dog like Da Mao that might find it difficult to go hunting with them again is useless to them. But on the contrary, everyone seems to feel more sorry for Da Mao. When they eat meat, Liefeng and the other two puppies chew on bones, and Da Mao can occasionally get a piece of meat.

Feng, who was injured together with Damao, ran around on crutches for a few days and then recovered completely, being full of energy every day. Ji Lang checked the abrasions on his body and found that he was recovering quickly.

Originally, I was worried that his sprained ankle would leave some sequelae, but when it rained a few days later, his ankle had only been injured for a short time, so Ji Lang went to ask Feng, and he actually said he didn't feel anything.

It seems to be really good.

Fortunately, there are no sequelae.

The days are long now, and after dinner, Xishi and Qingjiu are busy mixing clay and making molds.

Ji Lang held a bowl of leftovers and poured it into the rice bowl beside the doghouse. Several dogs came over and ate it ravenously. The fish ball soup cooked tonight had a fishy smell from the fish meat. Although a lot of seasoning was added, the smell could not be covered up.

But the dogs like the taste very much.

Ji Lang stroked the big hairy puppy's head, pulled its white tipped head, and turned to talk to Qing Jiu who was busy sitting at the door of the pottery kiln, "What kind of molds are you going to make?"

Qing Jiu pointed to the bows and arrows hanging on the wall and said, "Prepare to burn some arrows like those you drew earlier."

Ji Lang knew he was talking about the kind with barbs. He had drawn a schematic diagram for them before when he talked about large crossbows.

And Ji Lang also said at the time that although the wooden spear he made was easy to use, it was inconspicuous in appearance and it was troublesome to change the bullets, so it could only be used as a surprise weapon. Bows and arrows were different. As long as there were enough arrow feathers, they could continue to attack from a distance.

Unexpectedly, this person actually listened to me and took it to heart. Now he has started to study how to make more useful arrows.

They are very smart and know that they cannot make a standard arrowhead with their own hands, so they first carve an arrowhead out of wood, and then bury the wooden arrowhead in a block of mud like a mold. After the mud block is dry and shaped, cut it in the middle, take out the wooden arrowhead, and then seal the opening again. In this way, they have a complete arrowhead mold. In fact, such a mold can also be used directly, but it is more durable when fired into pottery.

They have no shortage of firewood and are not afraid of trouble, so they are willing to take the effort.

The two of them were busy until it was completely dark, then they went to the outer courtyard to take a cold shower.

As soon as Ke Xishi came out of the outer courtyard, he immediately frowned and sniffed the air carefully. It was really hot recently, and the sheep pen, duck pen, and rabbit hive were cleaned every day, but there was still a unpleasant smell lingering in the outer courtyard.

But now, this unpleasant smell is mixed with other smells.

Qing Jiu walked in front. Although the sun had set, the warm feeling was still there, like an uncovered kettle, continuously emitting hot air.

They are not heat-resistant, but they can endure it. Now they are in a hurry to take a cold shower to feel comfortable.

Qing Jiu noticed that Xi Shi had stopped behind him and turned to look behind him. The next second, his intuition from years of hunting made him realize that something was wrong.

Look outside immediately.

There was a faint glow of fire on the mountain road opposite leading to the lake.

Still moving.

There was someone walking in front with a torch, followed by a group of people.

Can't tell the exact number.

Sure enough, someone came towards the water source.

But when they came here, not only did they have to share water sources, but the edible plants and prey would also be divided up. In even worse situations, these people would attack them and prevent them from going out to gather and hunt.

And even if they just don't interfere with each other, it's still very worrying when the hunters in the family go out, leaving only the elderly, the weak, women and children.

The structure of this yard can prevent the attacks of most wild beasts, but it cannot completely stop humans who have the same intelligence as them.

The two men walked to the bamboo wall and watched the ball of fire on the opposite mountain moving up little by little and then slowly disappearing.

"Where do you think they came from?" Xishi didn't feel like taking a shower at the moment. He was cleaning the dried mud on his hands while thinking.

Qing Jiu was also thinking about this matter at this moment. After all, the people most likely to appear here at the moment were only the Baiyun tribe. But if the Baiyun tribe really came to this point, Dayan and Ahua would definitely come to say hello. They were not the kind of people who would appear in other tribal territories without saying a word.

It couldn't be Zhou and the others. They should still be on the road at this time, and it's impossible for them to go to the lake first. After all, they knew there were water pipes at home.

"Do you want to go over and take a look?" Qing Jiu asked.

Xi Shi shook his head. “Since they have chosen this step, either the other party is very strong and not afraid of trouble, or they really have no other choice but to do this.” The house now has water pipes and wells. The place where Ji Lang buried the water pipes was close to the spring and the position was low. There was no need to worry about the water source being polluted or blocked. After all, the water pipes were buried in the soil and ordinary people could not find them.

But even if there is no shortage of water, you still have to go out hunting, and you will definitely meet the other party, so there is no need to rush.

The two returned to the yard and called everyone out.

After briefly explaining what he had just seen outside, everyone's faces became serious.

Only Guo Qi was playing with the newly polished long knife in his hand. The blade reflected a cold light under the reflection of the flashlight, and he felt inexplicably chilled. "If they want to die, I don't mind trying the power of these new guys."

Ji Lang felt a little bit of admiration for him when he saw him like this. Among this large group of people, Guo Qi always looked like an old brother who was as hardworking as an old ox, but in fact, after getting to know him, he realized that he was the most "wild" and warlike one among them.

Lan was standing behind Guo Qi. After hearing this, she rudely twisted the flesh on his waist with her hand. This guy would become extremely arrogant if he was not disciplined for a while.

Guo Qi grinned and shut up.

The people standing in a circle were watching with great joy. They enjoyed the fun without thinking it was a big deal and did not try to stop it.

"Don't worry, we'll know when we go over to take a look after daybreak. When they entered the territory, they must have sensed that there were people in this area. Although Brother Qing and I didn't turn on the flashlights just now, Liefeng and the puppies barked several times, so they should have heard the noise as well." Xi Shi said.

They discussed for a while but came to no conclusion, so they decided to go to bed first and go check out what was going on the next morning.

Everyone got up early as they were worried about something.

Because they didn't know the other party's situation, and someone needed to stay behind to look after the family, the hunting team, which was already short of manpower, became even more short of manpower. After some discussion, Qingjiu and Guoqi led the team, and Feng and Sashi followed. Since Xishi had to stay behind to look after his family and the two cubs, Jilang took his place to stop the impulsive Sashi and the occasionally impulsive Guoqi.

After all, he is the priest of the Taotie tribe, a tribe with sacrifices. The moment he says it, it will invisibly put some pressure on the other party.

Jilang: ...

He wasn't nervous or pressured when he knew he was going to go out with them, but when he knew his main responsibility was to stop Sa Shi and Guo Qi, Ji Lang inexplicably felt that the burden on his shoulders was so heavy.

Guo Qi walked in front, Feng and Sa Shi walked in the middle, and Qing Jiu and Ji Lang walked at the end.

The weather was hot, so Jilang cut the hair of several dogs. After all, he was not a professional hairdresser, and his hair was cut long in some places and short in others. When the dogs ran, from a distance, they not only looked thinner, but also looked like they had skin diseases. Anyway, they did not look very healthy. However, the dogs did not think it was a big deal, as it made them feel a lot cooler. Besides, with shorter hair, there would be no bugs hiding in it. Otherwise, after running in the mountains, bugs would always crawl onto their bodies and bite them, making their bodies itchy.

At this moment, Liefeng was taking Ermao and Sanmao to shuttle through the grass that was mostly dead. Damao was left at home. Its legs were not usually affected when it went out, but this time it would be unusual. If a conflict really occurred, its legs would not be flexible enough and it would be easy for something to get into trouble.

Ji Lang checked his wooden spear several times. He was carrying a very long sword on his shoulder. He had never used this sword before. Qing Jiu prepared it for him after it was fired. A layer of cowhide was fixed on the handle so that when he pinched it, he would not directly touch the blade and it would not feel slippery.

However, just after coming down the mountain for a while, Ji Lang couldn't stand the heat anymore. Today's weather was not only sunny but also stuffy, without any wind. Especially when he got to the mountain, he always felt that there was a heat trapped under the straw hat steaming his face, but he couldn't take off the straw hat because it would still be stuffy after taking it off, and he was very hot.

Ji Lang reached out to touch the handkerchief in his pocket and tried to wipe the sweat off his face.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew from the neck one after another.

Ji Lang turned his head and saw Qing Jiu holding a straw cattail fan in his hand, fanning him again and again.

I was a little stuck for a moment. I didn't know whether to complain about him for bringing a fan at such a tense moment, or complain about him for fanning himself while walking, or pretend to be moved.

"Why do you bring this thing?" Although he asked this, Ji Lang still couldn't help but snatch the fan and waved it quickly. It was very strange. Although he was obviously hot, the wind from the fan only reached his face, but he still felt a lot cooler.

Qing Jiu shrugged, "I was worried that you would feel hot." His expression was still as if to say, "Look, you are indeed hot."

Ji Lang retorted in a low voice, with a hint of gritted teeth in his voice, "I can bear it, and what if the sound of fanning is heard by those people?"

Qing Jiu: "...You must be crazy because of the heat. The sound of our group walking is much louder than the sound of fans. Besides, Liefeng and the others are always moving around. If there are people among them who are sensitive to sound, they would have discovered it by now, and it wouldn't matter if you fanned them a few times." Qing Jiu patted Ji Lang's forehead, knowing that this might be the first time for this man to face such a situation, and he was a little nervous. "Don't be nervous, I won't let anything happen to you."

Ji Lang turned around, fanning himself and strode forward behind Feng, muttering, "Who...who is nervous? Besides, what I want is for nothing to happen to me. If something happens to others, I can't just run away by myself."

That's what it says.

He fanned himself more vigorously with the fan in his hand.

It’s so damn hot, this horrible weather, compared to this, the first warm season I spent in this world in my last reincarnation seems fake.

It was clearly cool for five or six months, and it even rained a few times during that time.

Is it because the previous place was closer to the north and this place is closer to the south, so the climate conditions are different?