From Chief to Ball

Since he didn't want his clansmen to continue the genetic bloodline based on their appearance, there was only one way left.

These people are the basic base of the tribe in the future, and if there are more, it will be out of control.

Even if there are too many outsiders with the same surname in a short period of time, he can't control it.Today, the descendants of the light and strong old grandmother accounted for half, and half of the people brought by Song and Huaihua combined, which was an acceptable ratio.His own clan is exactly twice the surname of Shi, so he can completely occupy the advantage.

He doesn’t have to worry about future generations. The Australian colonists forced the children of the aboriginals to be brought up in church schools and foster care in white families, and they forgot their parents in the end. This is a real and bloody experience in exchange for the demise of a civilization and race.

Although the old grandmother didn't know much about what was inside, she still warned Chen Jian instinctively not to let other tribes join.

Chen Jian naturally agreed, so he tidied up and waited for the people in the grove to be exhausted before continuing towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for a whole day, I saw more and more tribes gradually.The old grandmother took Chen Jian to make friends with other tribal leaders, and adjusted several small disputes, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

These 300 people became a special case, and the rest of the tribe looked at this group of people with their hair combed up with strange eyes, pointing and pointing, full of puzzlement.

Chen Jian and the people of his clan gradually got used to other people's gazes and pointers. Not only did they not care about it, but they showed off their hair proudly.

When he actually reached the top of the mountain, Chen Jian knew why people from various tribes chose this place.

There is a huge lava cave on the top of the mountain, which is about seven or eight meters high. It is dark and cold inside, and the space is enough to accommodate thousands of people.

But as a separate tribe's residence, it is too big. Such a large hole cannot prevent wild beasts from attacking. This should be a melting hole left by an extinct volcano, and there are many forked roads in it.

The ancestors of various tribes should have migrated here, and finally separated here. Since then, the habit of gathering here every year has been formed.

No wonder the terrain here is so weird. Sniffing the air without the slightest smell of sulfur, looking at the several-meter-thick trees at the foot of the mountain, the volcano seems to have died long ago.

A bustling crowd gathered near the entrance of the cave, communicating with each other. Most of the tribes were discussing the strange hairstyles of Chen Jian and others, and felt a little embarrassed as they touched their sticky hair.

Chen Jian was also staring at the groups of people who came and went. Several women came to greet Chen Jian, but found that Chen Jian's eyes had been fixed on a man, gave him a strange look, and then hurried away.

"Grandma, where does that person's tribe live?"

He pointed to a young man in the distance, and the old grandmother recognized the clansmen around him, and recalled carefully: "It seems to be in the upper reaches of the Caohe River, and it is also far away from our new home."

The man held a bark rope in his hand, and was bragging about something next to the woman with his upper body bare, causing bursts of screams.

He vaguely heard what he was saying about hitting some prey with a stone, and the rope in his hand made a crackling sound.

Obviously, he was holding a sling in his hand. He rolled the stone between the two ropes folded in half. When he threw it out, he let go of one end, and the stone would fly out along a tangent line, which was more accurate than throwing it by hand.

Of course, what attracted Chen Jian was not the simple sling, but a pendant on the man's neck, the green color was constantly flashing, and it was entangled by a length of rope.

At this time, the man was performing with a sling, and he threw the stone vigorously and hit a stone slab about ten meters away.The women next to him cheered like crazy, and several women's eyes were already burning.

The wolfpi watched from the sidelines and gritted its teeth. Chen Jian told the people not to talk about their own people, and not to show bows and arrows.

"What's the matter? I can do it too."

Wolfpi touched his own bow and arrow, eager to try it out, and a distance of ten meters could attract so many cheers. He really liked a woman surrounding that man, but unfortunately, that woman was completely fascinated by the sling.

Chen Jian took out a round clay pot from the wicker basket, put a few pieces of maple syrup in it, handed it to the wolf skin and said, "Go and compare with him, and exchange this for the pendant on his neck."

"Change? How to change it? It's a pendant, so it won't be changed."

Wolfpi shook his head, he knew the importance of a pendant to a person.

Chen Jian asked again: "How far can you shoot accurately?"

"Fifty or sixty steps."

"follow me."

The wolf skin followed Chen Jian to the vicinity of the man, made friends with the women around him, and took out the maple syrup to the women next to him.

The women picked up a piece of yellow maple syrup out of curiosity, put it in their mouths, and immediately showed approval.This mix of sweetness and spring fragrance is very aftertaste, and it seems to be in the maple birch forest in the mouth.

Then the women stared at the clay pot in Chen Jian's hand again, wanting to reach out and touch the round pot.The color is bright red, with a few fish patterns engraved on it, it is really cute.

Chen Jian put the maple syrup to the man's mouth and said, "You eat it too."

Seeing that the women were attracted by Chen Jian's pot, the man was displeased and pushed them aside with a snort.

Chen Jian laughed and said, "Your throwing stones is very accurate."

The man raised his head and said, "Very accurate. I can throw down a bird flying in mid-air."

Wolfpi curled his lips disdainfully, and said, "I can shoot down falcons."

A woman next to him walked up to Wolfpi, patted his chest, and squeezed his arm, a look of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

Chen Jian pointed to a tree more than 50 meters away from the entrance of the cave and said, "My brother can shoot that far with this, can you?"

Wolfpi immediately started bragging. He shot down an ordinary falcon, but he said that he shot down a big eagle with two wings as long as his. He boasted so much that the group of women howled and raised their hands. Touching and pinching the wolf-skin breast.

Several other people looked at the clay pot in Chen Jian's hand and asked how it came about. The person who saw it became even more angry, grabbed the wolf skin and said, "Let's compare! If you can't, just Prove that what you said is false, you have to give me this jar!"

He felt that his limelight was covered by this pot and this lie, so he pointed at the clay pot in Chen Jian's hand and yelled loudly.

The angry voice echoed in the cave, and immediately attracted many people to look around. Looking at the weird ropes and bows, they immediately gave up a distance.

Chen Jian saw that people had gathered around, pinched the wolf fur, and said loudly: "What if you lose? If you lose, give me your pendant, is that okay?"

The pendant is a person's amulet, and it is not easy to exchange it, but the person looked at the eyes of the group of people around him, raised his head and said: "I'm going to lose, this is for you! Grandma! Grandma! You come! And You, call your grandmother!"

An old lady came from the crowd, and Chen Jian's grandmother also came and sat beside them.

Chen Jian put the jar in the opponent's hand, and that person also took off the pendant and put it in the grandmother's hand, and several leaders who surrounded him also served as witnesses.

The wolf fur rubbed the bow and arrow, the man moved his shoulders, and the clansmen handed over several round pebbles.

The man glanced at the tree five to sixty meters away, and felt uneasy. He had never thrown a target so far away, and he might be able to hit one of these piles of stones.

But looking at the bent wood of the wolf skin, he regained his confidence and shouted, "I'll come first!"

He swung his arm, whirled the sling, and suddenly let go of one end. The round stone flew towards the wood with a whoosh, but it was a little bit off, and fell crookedly to the side.

The clansmen gave a resentful cry, and handed over the stone again, this time they finally hit it, and looked at the wolf skin provocatively.

Wolfpi's family counted one behind, while the rest counted by placing a stone beside the man's grandmother.

In the end, only two of the eight stones were hit, but this also attracted a burst of cheers. From such a long distance, even if you hit a stone by hand, you will have no strength, but the two hits by this person smashed the wood. bang.

This is really a magical thing, if it is closer, wouldn't it be possible to directly smash the bird down?He roared like a hero, and the people called his name.

"Bah! Bah!"

Immediately, women from other races gathered around, chirping and asking, and ignored the wolf skin.