I am a primitive

Most of these pottery have been seen by the leader of the Bannong tribe and the rest of the Bannong tribe who followed the leader to bring back the people of the Yang tribe.

They were also very surprised and cherished such exquisite pottery, otherwise they wouldn't even have picked up the broken pottery.

But their wonder at these pottery ends there.

The female priest of the Bannong tribe is completely different.

All the pottery in the Bannong tribe was made by herself. This is a technique that has never been passed on by the priests.

At the same time, it is also an important reason why successive priests can have a very high status in the tribe.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. In the eyes of other Bannong tribesmen, these pottery bowls and pots are just very exquisite, but in the eyes of the female priests, they seem to be of great significance.

She can even describe her feelings as 'shocked' that she doesn't know yet.

As a person who can make pottery, she knows how difficult it is to make a very good pottery.

She is not too young anymore. She has been making pottery for almost 20 years since she first learned how to make pottery from the previous priest.

In the past 20 years, she has made a lot of pottery every year.

After this long period of manufacturing, she felt that her pottery making skills were already very good, and even surpassed the previous witch a long time ago.

It has always been something of great pride for her to have such a craft and also make excellent pottery.

However, just this evening, all her pride was shattered in front of these few captured pottery.

Before seeing these pottery, she never thought that people can make pottery so beautiful, so fascinating!

She stretched out her hand, holding a piece of broken pottery in her hand tremblingly, and groped it gently with her fingers, unexpectedly there appeared on her face the kind of sacred expression that only appeared when praying .

After a while, this look gradually faded away.

With the rubbing of her fingers, some dust on the interior of the pottery shard was wiped off, revealing a smooth and somewhat blackened piece.

This kind of ice-like thing had a greater impact on the female priest than the orderliness of the clay bowl and pot itself.

Because she couldn't figure out how these ice-like smooth things, the people who made them, put them on the pottery.

After a while like this, the strong leader came with a bowl of boiled mutton soup, and in the other hand he carried half a roasted leg of very good lamb.

Just as he opened his mouth, he saw the priestess who had been squatting on the ground for a long time suddenly stood up from the ground, then turned around and walked outside. Even if the leader of the Bannong tribe hurried to hide, he was hit a little bit.

"￥%T"

The priestess froze for a moment, she was a little confused about the current situation as she was immersed in the pottery, and the leader of the Bannong tribe quickly passed the food in his hand.

The female priest's eyes fell on the bowl held by the leader of the Bannong tribe. Comparing the two, she felt that the pottery she made was extremely ugly.

"￥%6F..."

She didn't go to pick up the food brought by the leader, but after saying this, she hurried out of the house.

The leader of the Bannong tribe watched him rushing out to sacrifice, his face full of surprise and doubt.

Such sacrifices are rare.

He waited here for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he put the food in his hand on a stone platform in the room, and then followed him out of the house, towards the priestess who had walked a long distance. Chase quickly.

Although the people in that tribe were still tied up and didn't dare to resist, he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

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Just as the most selfless sunshine has corners that cannot be seen, the semi-agricultural tribes immersed in joy also have places full of desolation and sadness.

The leader of the sheep tribe and the people of the sheep tribe are in a place of ice and cold, which is incompatible with the surrounding scene.

Exhaustion, fear, and hunger were mixed together, making them unable to lift their spirits at all.

Many people's stomachs were growling. They were bound hands and feet, smelling the smell of meat, and looking at the semi-agricultural people around the fire happily eating food from a distance, many people's hearts full of hatred.

These foods are all theirs!

They should be the ones who are sitting around the fire and eating meat with the men, women and children of the tribe.

But now, the appearance of these hateful people has changed everything!

Not only did they lose all the hard-earned food, but they were also arrested here, not knowing what would greet them and others.

"#￥%DF..."

The leader of the sheep tribe swallowed hard the saliva that had accumulated with great difficulty, and began to speak with a voice he hadn't used for a long time.

The voice appeared hoarse.

As he spoke, the people who were imprisoned in the surrounding sheep tribes gradually calmed down. Some of them felt firm in their hearts, while others felt incomparably panicked.

What the leader of the sheep tribe said was very simple. He told these people in the tribe that no matter what, they could not tell this evil tribe where their tribe's cave was.

At the same time, they are not allowed to tell the biggest secret of their capture of sheep.

Not even death!

In this case, the leader of the sheep tribe had been thinking about it for a long time. The leader of that tribe had been wandering around the area before, and he didn't dare to tell everyone that it was a loophole.

"*—*!"

Not long after the words of the leader of the sheep tribe fell, there was another voice that the leaders of the sheep tribe could not understand came from another place.

The voice is that of a woman.

The leader of the sheep tribe and the rest were startled, and looked along the place where the sound came from, only to find that not far away, two people were walking towards them.

Judging from the figure, the very strong man should be the leader of this tribe, and the other voice is somewhat familiar, it should be the woman who is very respected in this tribe.

Following the opening of the priestess holding a broken pottery in her hand, the leader of the Bannong tribe immediately walked over quickly.

He asked the two people guarding here with wooden sticks in their hands, who was talking just now, then angrily walked up to the leader of the sheep tribe, stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Then, in front of everyone in the sheep tribe, he slapped the leader of the sheep tribe twice severely.

Beating the leader of the sheep tribe screamed out, bowing his body in pain.

At this time, the priestess of the Bannong tribe also came over.

This wise and kind priest in the eyes of everyone in the Bannong tribe, at this time, it is true that no one can see her kindness at all.

She pointed to the leader of the sheep tribe who was trembling slightly, and faced the people of the sheep tribe. Under the terrified gaze of the sheep tribe, she said something in her mouth.