"What is this?" Ye covered his nose. He didn't like the smell of onions and garlic, and he disliked the smell of chili peppers even more. He also didn't like fish. These smells were too pungent. For an orc like him with a good sense of smell, it was a torture.

Huan Chuan scratched his head: "Ye, do you want to try it? It tastes pretty good." Seeing Huan Chuan's lips turned red from the spicy pepper, Ye suddenly felt that his lips should taste better than fish.

But Ye still refused: "I just ate, Wu came to you and wanted to ask you something."

Huan Chuan clapped his hands: "Okay, I'll go right over." He looked at the remaining fish in a dilemma and touched his chin, thinking that he might as well dry it into jerky.

He went into the house and found a rope, tied the fish to it and hung it on the rope to dry, then took the comb and gave it to Yu Qi. Ye saw this scene, and although he didn't say anything, his expression darkened for a moment.

Huanchuan actually felt that this single-row comb teeth was not enough, and wanted to make an air cushion comb. Although there was no air cushion, a round brush-like comb could always be made.

Ye didn't know all this and thought that he didn't want to comb his hair anymore, so he was depressed for a while.

When the two of them arrived at the witch's door, the witch's expression was very serious: "There are poisonous weeds among the plants you brought back."

The expressions of both of them immediately became serious. This was definitely a big deal: "Did anyone eat it by mistake?"

The witch shook his head: "Not yet, I found it when I was screening the herbs inside. The juice of this thing can cause rashes on the skin, and it will also be itchy and red." He took out his hand.

Huan Chuan looked carefully and saw that there was indeed a layer of small bumps on Wu's originally slender and beautiful fingers, with red surrounding them. Seeing this symptom, Huan Chuan frowned and asked, "Where is the plant?"

Wu pointed casually: "There."

Huan Chuan walked over, squatted, grabbed it with his hand and pinched it. White juice remained on his hand, and soon the skin turned red and itchy.

Huan Chuan raised his eyebrows, and Ye strode over, took his hand, and rinsed it again and again with clean water: "I told you, don't be so impulsive!"

But Huan Chuan didn't care. He turned back to look at Wu with a smile and said, "I have a way to get rid of the trouble caused by the Second Elder."

Wu and Ye were both stunned. In fact, they had not taken any action for a long time. They thought Huan Chuan should have forgotten about this matter, but they didn't expect that he still remembered it.

Not only does it remember, it may even have been thinking about how to get rid of those who are not good for it. This little beast is not as naive as they think.

In fact, Huan Chuan is not a bad person, but he is very proficient in pranks. As long as they go a little too far, they will expose themselves, and then it will be impossible for them to stay.

However, Huan Chuan did not act in a hurry, because his plan was disrupted by an incident before it was implemented. His fish was stolen and the murderer was choked to death by a fishbone.

"Who on earth put that thing in the clan?"

Huanchuan was pushed to the forefront again. Although Huanchuan was full of doubts, this time it was not someone who deliberately framed him, but a lion orc smelled the fragrance, ran over to steal a bite, and ended up getting a fishbone stuck in his throat. Originally, no one would be killed, but he was afraid that his master would come back and find out, so he hurriedly wanted to swallow what was in his mouth.

He drank a lot of water but still couldn't go down, so he ran to the stream to drink a few more. By the time people found him, he had been drowned to death.

Huan Chuan had never thought that eating fish would have such a risk. But he couldn't be blamed for this. If someone ate his takeaway and died of the spiciness, how could it be the fault of the person who ordered the takeaway?

Huan Chuan, who was standing in the crowd, didn't think there was anything wrong and raised his hand directly: "I hung that in front of my door."

Now everyone was talking about it. You know, orcs would not easily touch the wild beasts in the water. They had encountered many cases of poisoning from eating such beasts and fish bones stuck in the throat before.

But this is not the reason why the chief is angry. No matter who gets the food in the tribe, it must be handed over to the tribe for unified management. Keeping the food for oneself is absolutely unforgivable.

Lang Fu held Huan Chuan, his face not looking good: "Wait, I'll go and tell him." He walked out of the crowd and knelt down with a plop: "It's my fault for not telling Huan Chuan the rules of the tribe. If you want to punish me, punish me."

After seeing this scene and looking at the clan leader's expression, he suddenly realized that this matter was not as simple as he thought. He wanted to walk over, but was stopped by Ye again. He shook his head.

Yu Qi also walked out of the crowd and knelt beside Lang Fu. He hid it from everyone and ate alone, so he was also wrong.

The atmosphere in the entire square fell to freezing point. Huan Chuan struggled to break free and ran over. He knew that now was not a good time to refute. The clan leader turned a blind eye to previous events because those were not within the clearly stated rules.

But those rules that everyone knows, if anyone does not follow them, it will be a big problem that may affect the survival of the entire ethnic group. This is not alarmist. If a person brings a chronically poisonous food into the village and everyone imitates him and eats like him, it is likely that the entire village will die.

Or some dangerous wild beasts, if they attract their own kind to chase them, may bring disaster to the wolf tribe.

These rules are the results drawn up by generations of orcs after facing countless deaths. At least for the time being, this result cannot be changed or questioned.

Huanchuan can question, but others cannot, and without the protection of others, he cannot survive, so he should live according to the rules of the tribe.

The chief narrowed his eyes. In fact, he knew that some orcs also hunted for their own snacks and sometimes brought them back to share with their partners at home. However, this matter was definitely not something that could be brought to the table for discussion. Once this matter was exposed, he had to exercise his rights as a chief.

Huan Chuan was a little confused. When they ate mushrooms with Wu before, no one said they couldn't do that. Or did they mean that the things that had to be eaten to determine their toxicity were not included in this?

"Langfu failed to discipline his child properly, so he shall be punished with ten lashes. Yuqi protected his child, so he shall be punished with five lashes. Huanchuan hunted and ate without permission, so he shall be punished with fifteen lashes!"

While Huan Chuan was still thinking, the punishment had already come. It was a whip three fingers thick, which seemed to be made of the stems of some plants. It was stained with blood, which made people terrified. The thing fell on Langfu's back with a crisp sound. Immediately, a large red mark appeared on Langfu's back, which was visible to the naked eye, followed by a dense layer of blood beads on it.

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