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

Guo Qi and Feng also came over, and seemed to have seen through the two people's thoughts, and said, "There are four hunters who are not injured, three who are not seriously injured, and five who look very seriously injured. I don't know if they can survive. If we keep them, it will also be a help for us."

He didn't say anything else, but everyone knew that the Big Tree Tribe was the first to find this place, but they were definitely not the last. If the drought continued like this, other tribes would soon break in here. By then, if the other side had more people, it would be difficult for them to do anything.

These twelve hunters were a great help, and together with the old men, women and children, they were all capable of working. Ji Lang was a little puzzled as to why there were no particularly young children in this tribe. Later he thought that even if there were, something must have happened to them along the way. After all, children were much more fragile than adults.

"Where do they live?" Feng held his cheeks with both hands. If so many people were to live in one room, it would be so crowded to sleep at night.

Sa Shi, who had come over at some point, knocked on his head and said, "What's there to worry about? Let them dig their own caves. We have so many tents, and it's not cold at night. Let them make do with it for a while. We can't just leave them there to eat and wait to die."

This is indeed a good idea. Let them stay and provide them with food and drink for a period of time. Once they have a place to live and have repaired themselves, they can help with the work or go out hunting and gathering on their own.

However, we cannot let Dashu succeed easily. To put it mildly, he is thick-skinned, and to put it seriously, he is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. We must find a way to punish him and let him know that even though the Taotie tribe has only a few people, they are definitely not to be trifled with.

A few people were whispering and discussing in the distance. Dashu, who was sitting in the shadow, was not as calm as he seemed. Others didn't know and thought what he said was true. They thought it was good this way, at least the child and the woman could survive. But only Dashu knew that he was taking a gamble.

When they met them outside before, these people showed mercy to them. He knew that although these people in his tribe were called hunters, they were actually only slightly stronger than children and women.

He is no match for these guys at all.

He wanted to bet that these people would show mercy this time, and even if they didn't keep them, they wouldn't drive them away.

Seeing Qingjiu stand up and turn his gaze over here, Dashu immediately lowered his head and pretended not to care.

Qing Jiu, holding a knife in his hand, walked over to the women and children and counted them. There were three women, none of them very young, and four children, so dark that it was impossible to tell their gender or exact age.

"You guys come back with us." He raised the knife in his hand. The blade, which had been polished to an extremely sharp edge, emitted a dazzling light under the sunlight.

Several women and children looked at the big tree eagerly, and when they saw him nod slightly, they slowly stood up and walked towards Ji Lang and the others.

Qing Jiu followed behind them without even looking at Da Shu.

Dashu was a little stunned. This wasn’t right. Why didn’t he ask other people what to do?

"Wait...wait..." he quickly spoke out to stop them.

Qing Jiu turned to look at him and said nothing.

But Dashu inexplicably saw impatience on his face and said: If you have to fart, do it quickly.

"Then we..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Jiu's flat voice rang out, "I'll only give you three days. Leave here after three days." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Dashu took a step forward dejectedly, wanting to catch up with them, but when he saw the shiny, glowing strange weapons in their hands, he didn't dare to follow them any further.

He lost the bet.

He felt sorry for the remaining people in the tribe.

But when he looked back, he saw happy looks on these people's faces, because the children and women had a better place to go and no longer had to suffer with them.

Along the way, they did encounter prey that could be captured.

However, the hot weather quickly exhausted their already limited physical strength. Not to mention large prey, they couldn't even catch small guys like rabbits and gophers.

After arriving here last night, I thought there should be fish in this lake, so I could finally have some meat. However, after getting up early in the morning and working in the water for a long time, I only caught a few tiny fish.

In the end, I had to go out and dig up grass roots to eat.

Now that the kids have a good place to go, they feel a little more relieved. At least they don’t have to go hungry with this group of “useless people”.

As for themselves, if they can survive, they will survive. If they cannot survive, the worst that can happen is that they will die.

Ji Lang walked in front, slowing down his pace. The women and children had not had a full meal for a long time, so they could not walk fast.

And it was also an opportunity for Dashu. In fact, if he had sincerely said at the beginning that he wanted to join the Taotie tribe, or stay, then maybe he would have taken a group of people and left after discussing it.

But this person, at this point, still has to pretend. It's not that Ji Lang and Qing Jiu want to be superior, but if they really decide to stay, then there will no longer be a Dashu Tribe, only a Taotie Tribe. Although they are short of people now, what they need is someone who can really stay and make the tribe better, not someone with "two hearts".

Dashu's behavior seems to be for the children and women in the tribe, but in fact, what he wants to express is that he is still the leader of the Dashu tribe, so he must work hard for a better future for the people in the tribe. He would rather die with the title of chief of the Dashu tribe than join the Taotie tribe.

This person is very good at confusing others with his own appearance, making others think that he is easy to control. In fact, he is no less thoughtful than others.

Dashu sat down under the tree feeling powerless, feeling somewhat sad. Was it possible that the Dashu tribe would be finished when it came to him?

From the day he was born, everyone in the tribe knew that he would be the future chief. His father was the previous chief, and his mother was the old chief's daughter. His father even named him Dashu.

This is an honor, but also a burden.

After his father fell off a cliff while hunting and broke his leg, he became the chief of the Big Tree Tribe just eight or nine years after his birth.

He is very good at judging the situation, so he was able to escape danger in the end despite encountering many dangers, big and small.

But this time, he didn't know what choice to make.

The sadness in my heart and the tears flowing from my eyes can't be stopped.

He put his hand over the injured eye. Although it had been inflamed and rotten, the tear gland was still there, and the tears that were flowing out now irritated the wound, making it even more painful.

The few people who were still laughing on the side finally realized that something was wrong with him.

They quickly gathered around.

"Chief, what's wrong with you?"

"Chief, are your eyes hurting again?"

"Chief, let me find you some herbs."

Dashu reached out and pulled away the last short man who spoke.

"Don't go yet, I have something I want to discuss with you all."

The remaining dozen people sat together, and Dashu's face was unusually serious. "If I say that the Dashu tribe will cease to exist, but I can let you survive, are you willing?"

The people who were still somewhat excited became quiet.

One of the elders spoke, like a duck that had been exposed to the sun for several days. "Kid, I know what you are thinking, but the important thing is not the name, but the blood and life. As long as you survive, the sacred tree will protect you regardless of whether you are called the Big Tree Tribe or not."

Dashu looked up, curled his lips, and couldn't hold back the tears. "Amu... I just feel so sad when I think about the Dashu tribe being gone in my hands. I feel so sorry for my father... When he handed the tribe to me, I clearly promised him that I would protect the tribe and the sacred tree with my life."

But in reality, his sacred tree was snatched away by other tribes, and now the entire tribe is about to be destroyed in his hands.

The old man reached out and stroked his head, not disdaining the tree's eyes that were still oozing pus. His eyes were full of heartache, "As long as you can survive, everything is still there."

Didn't they come here through such a long journey just to save their lives? Faith and belonging are important, but not as important as life. At times like this, sometimes what should be abandoned must be abandoned.

A group of people started to discuss among themselves.

The three women and four children followed Ji Lang, looking back every few steps. Especially the children, their faces showed expressions of wanting to resist but not daring to.

Ji Lang turned around and asked the child who followed him and jumped out to protect the others at the beginning, "What's your name?"

The child glanced at him and turned away, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to this person.

From his point of view, these people were forcing the chief to give their children women in exchange for their lives.

Qing Jiu took two quick steps behind him and caught up.

Seeing the muscular Qing Jiu following behind him and the weapon reflecting light in his hand, the child got scared again and spoke cautiously, "My name is Xiaopang."

Jilang:……

Qing Jiu who came from behind:...

What's it called?

Ji Lang was shocked. Look at you, you are so skinny and dark, why are you still called Xiaopang?

Aren’t all the little fat kids those fair, plump, and tender ones that you can pinch water out of them?

It seemed that the speechlessness and shock on Ji Lang and Qing Jiu's faces were too tangible, and Xiao Pang added unconfidently, "I... I was fatter than the other kids when I was born."

Although Ji Lang understood, he still couldn't associate the name Xiaopang with this child who was as thin as a matchstick man.

"Is your mother among the women following behind?" Ji Lang asked.

Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in frustration, "My mother passed away when I was a child, and my father also died on the way." His father was seriously injured when they ran away from the Big Tree Tribe, and he died after only a few days in the cave.

Ji Lang, "...I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask this." He apologized as usual. The child looked at him in surprise, not knowing what he was apologizing for. His father and mother didn't die because of him.

"The tallest woman is Xingxing's aunt Ayue. Xingxing is the little girl she is holding the hand. The two children behind are brothers. The taller one is called Xiaofang and the shorter one is called Xiaoyuan. The woman following them is their aunt's sister, Dove. The last one is the chief's sister, Xiaoshu." Xiaopang introduced them to Qingjiu and Jilang one by one.

Not to mention anything else, the child named Xiaofang has a really square face, while Xiaoyuan has a round baby face.

Quite apt.

Arriving at the gate, Ji Lang knocked three times out of habit. After a while, Xi Shi came out to open the door, followed by two little guys who ran as if they were about to fall down at any time, shouting, "Father...Is Mom back?"

Xiaoman, who ran out following the two little meatballs, saw Xiaopang next to Jilang.

Five thunderstorms hit the top.

Father came back with another kid.

……

Entered the courtyard.

Sa Shi held a baby under each armpit and was spinning around. The mother and her two children had apparently been separated for only a short while, yet now they were being so affectionate as if they had not seen each other for a long time.

"Hey, what are you two brats playing? Why do you stink?" Sa Shi shouted loudly.

"We... don't stink!"

"Yes! No ball..."

Qing Jiu shook his head and smiled with some indulgence. Not to mention Sa Shi, even he loved these two little kids.

I remembered the important business and hurried to tell Xishi the details of the situation.

Xiaoman came close to Jilang, looked at Xiaopang eagerly, and then put her little hand into Jilang's palm.

Ji Lang smiled and wanted to say, holding hands in such a hot day shouldn’t be hot, but he saw the uneasiness and anxiety on Xiaoman’s face.

Without saying anything, he held the little guy's hand tightly.

They have been tanned recently, and their hands, which were not white to begin with, look even darker against Jilang's fair skin.

After entering the gate, Xiaopang stuck close to a few women and stood facing the gate, very reserved. They didn't expect that these people's tribe was like this.

There were piles of firewood, wild vegetables drying in the sun, animal skins hanging up, ducks crowded in the trough, and goats squatting under the trees to enjoy the cool air.

These are scenes that I have never seen before, strange but also make people feel comfortable.

After everyone discussed it, they decided to let this person live in A Zhou and Xiao Ying's room first. It was hot at the moment, so there was no need to heat the kang, and he could just sleep on the floor with a mat and bedding.

Before going in, Sa Shi took them to wash under the water pipe. The people who were originally very reserved, especially the children, played with water for a while, and soon laughter could be heard.

Knowing that these people had little to eat except for a few wild vegetables, Ji Lang and Li cooked porridge for them and added minced meat. In the end, the children licked the earthenware bowls clean.

Actually, bringing them back was a spur of the moment decision. Seeing these people asking them what kind of work they wanted to do as soon as they were full, Ji Lang became worried. He didn't know what to do with them. He decided to let them rest first. They must have been frightened all the way, and hadn't eaten enough, so they didn't get enough rest.

After all, these women and children will have to go back and be with the people of the Dashu tribe. It’s not that Ji Lang and Qing Jiu are confident, but Dashu and the others currently have only this one choice, otherwise they can only wait to die.

Although he had little contact with Da Shu and didn't fully understand his personality, Ji Lang knew that the human desire to survive could overcome many things.

He didn't hesitate for too long because there was a knock on the door.

Ji Lang looked at Qing Jiu, and Qing Jiu also looked at him.

There seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two that no one else could understand.

It was Xishi who opened the door. He saw Dashu and a group of people following behind him and asked, "What? Do you want to take the woman and the child back?"

Dashu quickly waved his hands to indicate that this was not the case. "Can you please call out your leader and priest? Can we...can we join your tribe?"