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

Early in the morning, just after dawn and before the sun came out, Ji Lang planned to go to the fields to weed. Although the weather was dry and the plants were not growing well, the grass in the fields was growing vigorously.

"Hey... wait a minute, priest, I'll go with you." Dashu was behind, carrying a hoe, and trotted to Jilang.

He was quite curious about this "planting". He thought that if food could be grown by manpower, it would definitely be a good thing for them who had little combat power. If they had to survive here for a long time in the future, he had to find a way for the people he brought with him to survive.

He thinks planting is a good idea.

The two walked one after the other. Ji Lang knew his plan, which coincided with his own.

Dashu made small talk, "The buns this morning were really delicious. Are the fillings the potatoes you planted?"

Ji Lang nodded, "Yes, it's potatoes, but that's not the best. The best is the steamed buns with mushrooms and bamboo shoots that Ye made. It's a pity that I haven't seen fresh mushrooms for a long time, and Ye hasn't come back yet."

"Are you talking about the boy I saw earlier? What were he and those two doing?"

Dashu had always thought that the three people had left the Taotie tribe, but after hearing Ji Lang's words, it was obvious that there were other reasons.

Ji Lang, "They went to bring people from the Snow Mountain Tribe to live here."

He briefly talked about A-Zhou, Xiaoying and the Snow Mountain Tribe, and Dashu was stunned.

Be nice.

The cannibals were so scary, yet they won so easily.

Looking at Ji Lang again, there was a bit more admiration in his eyes.

Ji Lang only found out in the past few days that although Dashu looked old, he was actually only in his twenties and still very young.

"You...don't look at me like that. It's not me who fought the cannibals, and they are not as scary as you think. They are a little weird." Ji Lang smiled and said.

Dashu looked unconvinced. "It is said that one cannibal is as tall and strong as two people from our tribe. It is also said that they have more heads, arms and legs than ordinary people. It is very scary."

"..."

It is true that his IQ is equal to that of two people in your tribe.

He rolled his eyes. "How can it be so exaggerated? Apart from their intelligence, they are very ordinary. They are even thinner than me, and..." Ji Lang deliberately lowered his voice to create a sense of mystery. "It is said that they killed their own kind and were punished by the mountain god. Their bodies are missing arms and legs."

"Ah? Really? Are those people you met also like this?" Dashugao was surprised. He didn't expect that this was completely opposite to what he heard.

Ji Lang shrugged, "No, they all have two arms and two legs, but they look like monkeys, even more so than you guys before..."

The sound stopped abruptly. Ji Lang looked towards the distant edge of the field. There was a dark figure squatting there, digging potatoes in the ground.

When Dashu heard that he stopped talking, he followed his gaze and shuddered instantly.

The figure just turned his head.

Ji Lang still stayed.

The tree reached out to grab him, "Run! What are you doing?"

Fortunately, Jilang's legs worked better than his brain, and the two of them started running immediately.

Seeing the dark shadow and the way it turned around, Ji Lang knew what it was at a glance.

Orangutan.

A group of apes appeared nearby during the cold season.

The two of them ran faster than each other, and their heartbeats sounded like drums.

Ji Lang didn't even dare to look back, for fear that he would see that dark face approaching him with its bloody mouth open.

The apes behind them were indeed chasing them, and the noise of their running was enough to shake the ground.

Ji Lang knew that he didn't have enough stamina, and he would have to knock on the door before running back home. If he had taken that much time, both he and Dashu would have had their necks bitten off.

He could only throw away the hoe in his hand and reach out to grab the whistle hanging around his neck.

A big tree nearby said, "!!! What if you throw the hoe away and it picks it up and hammers at you?"

The next second, Ji Lang's whistle sounded.

In the empty valley, the echo is long.

Ji Lang blew three short blows, paused for a moment, and then blew three more times in a row.

The ape chasing behind was attracted by the strange sound and slowed down his pace for a moment. When he realized that the sound was made by the two people in front, he chased after them even more angrily.

The wisdom of the ape is equivalent to that of a child of a few years old. It can realize that the sound made by Jilang is a call for help, so it only has this short chance. It has been hungry for a long time and has been hiding in the mountains. It did not run here by accident until it could not find food in the mountains.

This is a rare opportunity. As long as it catches a human, it and its cubs won’t have to go hungry for the next few days.

And these humans... If it weren't for the noises made by these humans, its group wouldn't have run away, some would have died, some would have scattered.

With new and old grudges added together, the ape rushed over like a madman, and Ji Lang even felt the fishy, ​​wet and hot breath touching the back of his neck.

"Keep your head down!" the big tree running in front suddenly shouted.

Ji Lang bent down subconsciously.

The hoe swung by Dashu whizzed past a position just above Jilang. If it had been a little more off center, Jilang would have been hit out.

This time, the tree used all its strength, and the blade of the hoe was directed towards the ape.

The ape was hurt and stopped for a moment. Dashu wanted to continue running with the hoe, but the ape held the handle tightly. He did not dare to hesitate and let go and continued to run back, rolling and crawling.

Ji Lang had already run ahead of him.

In just a moment, he actually thought of a joke he had seen before. Two people met a bear in the wild. One of them said, "Don't run. How can you outrun the bear?" The other one smiled and said, "I don't have to outrun the bear. I just have to outrun you."

He felt that this was the relationship between him and the tree now. Thinking of this, he immediately took a deep breath and swung his arms faster.

I'm sorry, brother. I would rather die than have a friend die.

The tree seemed to have sensed Ji Lang's intention, and followed him, cursing, "You heartless man, if it weren't for me, your head would have been bitten off by now."

Ji Lang didn't have time to pay attention to him and continued to whistle.

Da Shu, "What the hell is in this thing of yours...Oh my God!" He looked back while running, and suddenly it was as if he saw a ghost. His pace immediately quickened and he left Ji Lang two or three steps behind.

Ji Lang couldn't help but look back, "Oh my god! Fuck you!!!"

He ran even faster as if his butt was on fire.

The ape was seen holding the handle of a hoe, following behind the two men, swinging the hoe up and down, left and right, with great vigor.

It wasn't that it didn't see the hoe that Ji Lang threw on the side of the road, but it didn't know how to use it, so it didn't pay attention.

Although the blow from the big tree made its arm numb and even broke its skin, it also knew the use and power of this thing, which was much more useful than its nails and teeth.

When Qingjiu and Guoqi arrived with seven or eight people, they saw Jilang and Dashu running in front of them with red faces and thick necks, and an ape following four or five meters behind them, swinging a hoe around.

This ape was also smart. When he saw someone coming, he immediately turned around and prepared to run away, but was chased by Qing Jiu and Guo Qi and attacked from both sides.

Ji Lang wanted to see how they would deal with this scary beast, but his throat was dry, he smelled blood, his ears were ringing, and his heart was pounding. These reactions seemed to separate him from the world.

He couldn't hear what was happening outside, and no one noticed anything unusual about him.

Guo Qi and Qing Jiu have cooperated many times. They only need to look at each other's eyes or make a move to know what to do next. The two of them have a tacit understanding, which makes the occasional moves by the group of people following them seem like they are making trouble.

This great ape can survive the cold season and endure the default heat and drought, which shows that it is also capable.

And despite its large size, it is very agile and very good at dodging.

The axe that Guo Qi used was a pure iron axe with a handle that was more than one meter long. The axe blade was longer than the ape's head and was polished to a very sharp edge.

The iron axe, which was obviously very heavy, looked like an ordinary wooden stick in his hand, and he swung it with ease.

The two brothers still have some tacit understanding.

Guo Qi attacked the ape's legs and feet, trying to disrupt its balance. The ape dodged and retreated. After all, the strange thing in this man's hand was not only huge in size, but also made a big hole on the ground when it hit the ground. If it really hit him, there would be no way back today.

Qing Jiu was on the other side, using a long knife. He kept attacking the ape's neck, trying to kill it with one blow. This is the most vulnerable part of the ape's body. In order to protect their necks, the apes would let the long hair on their heads fall down, protecting their necks like scarves to prevent the fragile necks from being targeted.

But now, the hair that was originally used to protect itself was cut off by the sharp knife one by one. Some of it even stuck to its face and some flew into its eyes, greatly reducing its speed.

The ape's defense was completely messed up because of the flying hair. Qing Jiu's men increased their speed and pressed forward step by step.

The battle here has entered a white-hot stage. The few people who followed have no chance to intervene and can only retreat to the side.

Watching closely to prevent any accidents from happening.

Ji Lang knew that Qing Jiu and Guo Qi were fighting with the apes, so he lowered his head and took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to expel the foul air in his body. After a while, he felt that his forehead was not so hot anymore, so he stood up with the help of his thighs. But the moment he stood up, suddenly, a sharp tinnitus rang out in his ears, his eyes went dark, and he fell down.

"Priest! What's wrong with you?" Dashu was standing next to Jilang. He recovered after a while and was watching the battle not far away with great interest.

Ji Lang next to him suddenly fell straight down, which scared him so much that he screamed out loud, even breaking his voice. Fortunately, he was fast and grabbed Ji Lang's clothes before Ji Lang's head was about to hit the solid soil on the ground.

Qing Jiu and Guo Qi, who were fighting, heard the sound and looked over immediately, especially Qing Jiu, who slowed down his movements when he saw that it was Ji Lang who fell down.

The ape also seized this opportunity and threw himself on the field next to him. Because there were food planted in the field, everyone would loosen the soil with hoes after watering, so the soil was very soft at this time. The ape grabbed a handful of yellow soil and threw it towards Qing Jiu and Guo Qi. The two people subconsciously blocked it. The ape immediately turned around and jumped down from the hillside several meters high next to it with a "bang". From this height, an ordinary person might need a long time to recover after falling, but it seemed as if nothing happened. It got up and ran down without looking back.

Although Qing Jiu didn't want to let it go, after all, he didn't know how many companions this guy had. If he let it go, it would easily lead to revenge from the entire tribe.

But at this moment, he didn't care about the ape man, and immediately rushed to Ji Lang in two steps. Ji Lang had been knocked to the ground, with his eyes closed, pale face, many beads of sweat on his forehead, and his thin lips tightly pursed, seeming to be in great pain.

Qing Jiu leaned over, picked him up, and hurried home.

At this moment, he was anxious, afraid and a little confused. In their tribe, only Ji Lang knew a little about medicine, but this man was lying quietly in his arms, as if he would disappear like bubble if touched.

A group of people followed behind him.

The people in the yard had heard Ji Lang's whistle a long time ago, and were now standing at the door, waiting anxiously. After all, they didn't know what was going on outside, and going out would only cause trouble.

Xiaoman's eyes were red and he was holding back his tears. Lan and Li kept comforting him, telling him not to scare himself and that Ji Lang would be fine.

But the child knew in his heart that this whistle, which was blown three times in a row and kept blowing, was the distress signal that Ji Lang and Qing Jiu had set when they were in the cabin. Blowing the whistle three times in a row meant that there was a life-threatening danger.

There was a noisy sound outside the door, and Da Shu was shouting outside, "Open the door quickly."

Feng was standing by the door. He opened it immediately after hearing what was said. A group of people consciously made way for him.

There was a moisture-proof mat under the tree. Qingjiu placed Jilang under the tree and opened Jilang's eyes to check. Xiaoman came over and leaned against Jilang's legs with tears in her eyes. "Father, what's wrong with you? Wuwu...are you hurt?"

Qing Jiu also suspected the same thing, and he felt around Ji Lang's body with his big hands, trying to see if there were any injuries hidden by his clothes.

Ji Lang felt like he had fallen into a large pool, but he could breathe, yet felt a little stuffy. He walked aimlessly under the water. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the pool was bouncing up and down and not very stable. After it finally stabilized, he found a place to sit down. He felt a little tired and wanted to have a good sleep.

Suddenly, a small fish came out from somewhere, rubbed against his face, and soon began to swim along his back into his pants. Ji Lang became nervous and immediately reached out to catch this naughty little fish.

Qingjiu's big hand was caught while groping Jilang's thigh.