Chief don't slap in the face

Food, water sources, mineral veins, and even wildling slaves, either wage wars to plunder from other tribes, or collect them from the wilderness!

The warriors of every tribe are very precious, and naturally it is impossible to consume them casually, so there is the blood survival trial. To put it bluntly, these young people are pawns.

Every young person who participates in the trial can get an ancestor spirit. When they arrive in the wasteland and choose a location, they can sacrifice to their ancestors. After that, the ancestor spirits will build a temporary tribal altar and light the altar the fire.

The altar fire can disperse the nearby beasts, ghosts, and miasma, and temporarily provide a safe camp. At this time, the pawns can start preliminary exploration.

While collecting food and trying to survive, look for materials full of vitality. When you have enough, you can pray to the ancestors at the altar, and let the spirits of the ancestors build the dominion tower.

This is the most important building in a tribe. With it, it can be used as a hub to build vitality towers, spring pools, and hero altars.

When these five basic buildings are complete, a small tribe will be born, and the pawns will have completed the blood survival test.

It's more difficult to say than to do!

Although it is pioneering, the pawns are not familiar with the barren lands, but water sources, mine veins, and land for farming are all areas that must be contested, so many pawns often build tribes in these places, and then there is bloody conquest. Only the final victor is eligible to raise the tribal totem banner!

There are more than a dozen clans around the Xia tribe, let alone the fighting between these pawns with different surnames, even within the Xia tribe, it is not monolithic.

At that time, hundreds of people will flock to the wasteland to start a competition. Even if Xia Lingyue believes in her younger brother's talent, she still wants him to have one more ally.

"I can even introduce him to Xia Jie!"

Xia Qi chuckled, and broke out another shocking news.

Everyone exclaimed!

Xia Jie is the youngest son of the patriarch Xia Ji. With outstanding talent, he is known as the future of the tribe. If he can be his subordinate, he must be an important minister of the Xia clan in the future.

Xia Lingyue was willing to sacrifice herself for her younger brother, but just when she was about to speak, Xia Ye stepped in front of her.

"Just you, dare to say protect me?"

Xia Ye curled his lips, ignored Xia Qi after speaking, took Xia Lingyue's hand and walked towards the thatched cottage.

The body temperature passed through the fingertips, warming the heart, looking at the back of her younger brother Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, Xia Lingyue closed her lips.

At this time, the man should be in charge!

Watching the girl he loves pass by, only seeing her younger brother, Xia Qi couldn't stand this kind of contempt and insult any longer, and growled.

"You will regret this!"

Xia Lingyue didn't care, she had a big secret, and she couldn't wait to tell her brother!

Chapter 3 青铜四季歌！

The long street was full of comments from neighbors, some said that the Xia family's two waste siblings were ignorant of praise, some envied the happy life Xia Qi was about to start, and some were worried about their children, because no matter male or female, as long as they are of the right age , all have to participate in the blood survival trial.

"What is a summer month? As long as you establish a tribe, there will be many beautiful girls chasing you!"

While Aunt Xia was furious, she breathed a sigh of relief, at least her genius son wouldn't have to be delayed by the summer moon, otherwise the offspring he would give birth to would be trash bloodlines.

"I remember this humiliation!"

Xia Qi clenched his fists tightly, and a smirk appeared on his face: "When I go to the wasteland, I will cut off Xia Ye's head with my own hands, and then give it to Xia Lingyue!"

"Yes, this is my good son!"

Aunt Xia praised it.

The thatched cottage is simple and the ground is rammed with loess. The innermost part is a wooden board with four corners padded with stones. This is the big bed. There are two quilts on it. Even though it is full of patches, it is still a very valuable possession.

Other families only have a pile of dry straw, and those who are more diligent will tie up a straw mat, but when it is cold, it is useless to cover them, and the only way to keep warm is by shaking.

On the left is a shelf made of wood with several old pottery pots and stone vessels. Don’t underestimate this thing. In this post-lithic age when bronze vessels have not yet become popular, pottery firing is a high-end skill that only a few people can master. craft.

When the man gets married, two or three pieces of beautiful pottery are placed in the man's house, which is quite a face-lifting thing!

"Go and boil the water, I'll wash and peel the rabbit!"

Xia Ye put down the basket. Although the shabby room is small, it is very warm with my sister around.

"Are you out of town again? How many times have I told you that the beast tide has just ended and it's dangerous outside, why don't you always listen?"

Xia Lingyue pinched the center of her brows, feeling helpless, but also a little proud that this younger brother never let herself worry about it.

Closing the door, bringing the brazier over, looking at the charcoal piled in the corner, Xia Lingyue smiled again, other people's homes were full of firewood, the smoke was choking and not durable.

Whose house is not full of firewood in the yard when winter comes?But still not enough for the whole winter.

His family was different, Xia Ye piled firewood together, sealed it with yellow mud, and after a fire, he got these black things, which he called charcoal.

Charcoal has high heat and is resistant to burning. Especially in winter, a brazier is lit at night and a clay pot filled with water is placed on it. It can not only keep warm, but also have warm hot water in the morning.

Not to mention the slums, even those housewives in the main city, because of too much water, there will be a lot of cuts in the hands in winter, and when the wind blows, it will hurt like a heart, but there is no summer moon, and her fingers are still as white as green onions.

Selling charcoal can become a job, earn money, and eat meat, but Xia Lingyue never mentions it, because she thinks that her younger brother will definitely become a tribal hero in the future, blessing all the people, instead of being a mere slut who walks around the streets and alleys. A charcoal seller who earns his own food and clothing.

"Sister, I have something to tell you!"

After the rabbit meat was cooked, Xia Ye sat on the straw mat and began to polish the stones into arrow clusters. This is the work of the summer months, and they are sold to those weapon shops to subsidize the family.

"You have just recovered from a serious illness, and your body has not recovered yet. Don't work hard, go and rest!"

Summer months worry.

Damn Xia Ji, his younger brother survived the blood sacrifice, but his body is weak, and he spends most of the year in bed sick.

"By the way, what's wrong with your eyes? Let me see!"

As Xia Lingyue said, she reached out to take off Xia Ye's blindfold.

"fine!"

Xia Ye dodged, in front of his sister, he always endured the pain, otherwise she would worry about it.

"Don't move!"

Xia Lingyue took off the blindfold, and suddenly let out a surprise.

Xia Ye's left eye is no longer congested and red, except for a few scattered blood streaks, black and white are distinct, and it looks bright, but there is a blue halo around the outer ring of the pupil, which makes his eyes look more A strange beauty.

The warm yellow light group came out again, floating around like a cloud. Fortunately, the tingling pain like the needles in the past was much smaller.

"Can you see it?"

Xia Lingyue stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Xia Ye's face: "Is that light ball still there?"