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Tiger wandered around the tribe for a while.

Wu Luo guessed that it didn't completely forget Yan, or that its purpose was not just to warn Yan. He had read the news before, even if the lions and tigers released on the grassland had completely returned to wildness, after several years or even more than ten years. Later, he could still recognize the person who raised them when he was a child. He didn't know if the tigers were like this, but he felt that there was no need for conflicts, and since the tigers were near the tribe, the children would inevitably be in danger.

No matter how brave Yan Yan was with his arm injury, he couldn't face an unknown tiger. He seemed very calm about this matter, and even had the heart to touch backgammon - he only knew how to play flying chess, which was quite ordinary. He said in a calm tone: "Set a trap and kill it."

Mo came to visit him, and after hearing this answer, he went out murderously as if he had taken an imperial decree.

In the end, he failed to kill, and the tiger ran away with injuries, and injured many prisoners.

Wu Luo licked the roots of his teeth and looked at a few screaming men, but Yan Xiaowang was busy up and down, looking at this man's injury while blowing on the other's pain, twisting herbs into juice and applying it, both little hands were covered. dyed blue.The captives were lying on the ground dejectedly. Their lives were not bad, but compared with the tribesmen, they seemed a bit miserable. Mo took charge of leading them, sneering sinisterly, like some devil instructor.

Of course, Mo didn’t come to look for Wuluo, he came to look for Yan. Liujun and Dahei became one of his dreams. The bows in the tribe are slowly getting on the right track. Of course, there is a little difference between bamboo tires and wooden tires. , However, in fact, the craftsmanship is almost the same, and there is not much difference in function except for the things made.

People's greed is endless, and after being satisfied, they can't wait to move on to the next goal.

Mo wants his own mount. The advantage of changing from infantry to cavalry is not so great. Uro admires his progress very much. As for the matter of self-motivation, Shan Yin and Mo actually have a lot in common. Unfortunately, they both look at each other. Not pleasing to the eye—to be more precise, Mo has a certain degree of xenophobia. He has no good looks at Shanyin at all, and he wishes this man could leave as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the biological chain is like this, big fish eat small fish and small fish eat dried shrimps, Mo has no good face towards Shan Yin, and Yan also takes measures of ignoring him.As for this matter, Wu Luo is ignorant and can't offer any opinions, but businessmen are like this, they want to dig out some benefits out of thin air, and it just so happens that Yan's arm is injured, so he simply brought Mo Be a young man.

In class, he stared at Shanyin silently, with an ugly expression on his face, but Uro didn't care, as long as the two of them didn't fight.

Fortunately, the children have a good attitude. Even if the older students and the teacher may fight anytime and anywhere, they can continue to study in peace.When comparing gossip, Wu Luo especially secretly speculated with Yan whether Mo had a little interest in Amber—although the marriage system in the tribe is still in the process of being perfected, it does not hinder the breeding of feelings.

Later they felt that they were thinking too much. Mo was a young man with little affection. He didn't love anything except force and mounts. He had more friendship with Le than he had with women.

"Who do you think will win today?"

Wu Luo and Yan each held a fishing rod, and the woven fishing basket was placed beside them. Now, God Yan, who can only be a one-armed hero for the time being, closed his eyes on the ground and said slowly: " I don’t know, but if you keep talking like this, neither of us can win.”

The two of them were too close, if the fish heard the noise, they couldn't run from Wuluo's fishing rod to Yan's fishing rod, and there was not even two meters between them.

At the beginning of life, all kinds of things are waiting to be done, and I always feel that everything is quite gratifying when I am busy. After the infrastructure is established, I will study in depth. Firstly, my knowledge is insufficient, and secondly, the progress has always been slow. Inevitably stagnate.In the beginning of any technology, countless experiences must be accumulated. For example, in the case of copper and iron, the cost of iron smelting is far higher than that of copper smelting. Not to mention that they are just a village now, even if it is a country, it can be compared. Not worth the money.

As for the kiln and firepower, it will have to be studied on the basis of future generations.

Wu Luo thought about making wine, but unfortunately he didn't learn his hand. He can talk about wine tasting, but after tasting wine with Yan these days, his ultimate goal is to have bad intentions.

If a suggestion is given separately, it will probably be possible to talk about the day when Hu Po dies of old age after searching his brains - it's just that this kind of advice may not be useful, and Hu Po may not adopt it.

He is loaded with thousands of years of knowledge, the most primitive and the most modern, and he doesn't know too much about the development in the middle. Now he basically imparts all the knowledge, and if there is any development in the future, it all depends on the tribe itself.

An era can never have only one person dancing.

"It's for nourishment." Wu Luo felt that sighing made him feel old, so he stopped it all at once, and lifted the fishing rod a little helplessly. Originally, he wanted to make a simple and primitive fishing rod by himself, but A small bronze fishhook would be fine—others probably couldn't, but Uro had every right to ask for a little copper water, and for his sake, Amber would turn a blind eye.

Whether primitive or modern, privilege exists.

It's a pity that it's too slow to make, and it's not like a wheel and a car. If you have to make a process, he just spent money to buy two fishing rods.

"I thought you were merciful and planned to raise fish." Yan couldn't help complaining about him, "It's hell if you can catch fish like this."

The two little wolves have already grown up and were chased by several children. They haven't been tempered, and they don't know how to take care of children like Liu Jun. It's okay to play together on weekdays, and sometimes they are willing to rely on others. He touched and hugged him in his arms, but if the child wanted to ride on Liu Jun's back and hit them on the back, he would immediately get up and run outside.

Two days ago Uro fished here. They came over and ate two small ones. Now they smelled the fishy smell in the river, so they rushed over and rubbed against the feet of the two fishermen, trying to beg for a stutter. of.

"Yes." Wu Luo reached out to touch the little wolf cub, and said with emotion, "Before the fish is caught, the food will come."

Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, and focused on fishing. Since he fell in love, his life has been more and more dependent on pensions. He has never encountered any major life events that can make his heart beat two or three hundred times faster. cannot.And Wu Luo gave full play to the strengths of a civil servant—the house, he could squat around the village every day, like an old man inspecting rice seedlings, not a witch, and he refused to go out for a few steps.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand. Uro will indeed go out when necessary, but if there is no need, he does not want to be a hindrance. Kidnapping these days is directly torn apart. After all, beasts do not negotiate conditions like humans .

Uro picked up one of the cubs and touched its belly twice. It was soft and chubby, and the fat could sway three layers of waves. He said melancholy: "Do you think get out of class is over now?"

Yan closed his eyes, if the enemy does not move, I will not move, if the enemy moves, I will not understand.

This made Uro feel that there was a not-so-serious "crisis" in their relationship, because it was nothing serious, so he thought about it and decided to let it go lightly, so he began to caress the little wolf cub seriously, and asked again Sentence: "How did you tame Qingwang?"

"I didn't tame it." Yan finally had a reaction. He closed his eyes and accepted that today's fishing activity would become a sex date. He replied helplessly, "It just knows us. Deer are very sensitive creatures. It’s not the same as a horse——when I first met Dahei, I jumped on its back and almost fell off. It got separated from the horses and took me from day to night, eventually exhausted and unable to drink water. Lying on the ground, I was so tired that I kicked, and the next day it followed me away."

Uro was very interested and asked, "Did you see the horses again later?"

"Yes, Dahei took me to look for them. They have been attacked by wolves. The ground is full of corpses of horses and wolves. Horses have their stomachs ripped open, and many wolves have been kicked until half their bodies are rotten." Yan Ping said, "The tribe there harvested a lot of meat. I didn't let Dahei get too close. He had nowhere to go, so he had to leave with me, and never left again."

"Oh, what happened to Qingwang?"

This time Yan was silent for a while, and he said slowly: "I met it when I was looking for salt. It usually acts alone. We met several times later, when its horns just fell off. I stayed by the salt ground all the time. I was going to refine salt at that time. It got used to me, probably because I couldn’t bear it. Seeing that I didn’t come a few times, it just waited there. When I went to get salt in spring, it Just leave with me."

"I thought they were all raised by you."

Yan lightly wrote: "There is no difference. It's been so long. It's not an exaggeration to say that I raised them. What's more... In fact, I can't remember. People in this era are no different from beasts, and the number may not necessarily exist." So much, it’s not surprising that the memory is mixed up, it’s just some stories from the past.”

These are Yan's life, his past.

"What about you before?" Uro asked again, "Before that, do you remember?"

"I don't remember." Yan paused for a moment, as if he had finally realized what Wu Luo wanted to chat with him, and said slowly, "What about you?"

Wu Luo thought for a while, and felt that there seemed to be nothing to say about his past, so he carefully screened out some irrelevant trifles, and specially took some fun to tell Yan, which was considered to be sharing his life experience.

Yan gave a face-saving smile, and said softly, "I know you had a good life in the past, so I can rest assured."

Uro couldn't help looking at him, seeing that his expression was normal, he didn't seem to feel that he had said anything extraordinary, his lips moved, he didn't know what to say for a while, and joked hesitantly: "What did you say?"

"I said, when we didn't meet, you had a good life, and I'm very happy."

"Yeah." Uro responded lightly, and he sighed, "Me too, although your life is not very good, but at least you met me, and I am very happy."

Yan: "..."

He looked at Uro in surprise, and finally laughed for real this time.

Some people are free enough to go fishing and fall in love, while others are busy contributing to the cause of the tribe. For example, Shan Yin, who is finishing class in the distance, is in a state of part-time work and part-study. As a young man, he is still quite important to the tribe, but at the beginning, the use he exchanged was more for technical communication than for work. Learning from Uro's side was tacitly approved by Amber.

People in the tribe have no dislike for Shanyin who often goes to class. This young man is very likable, which makes many single women in the tribe quite willing to have children with Shanyin.

Amber may be one of the exceptions.

And Shan Yin only cares about Amber.

"Amber." In the Sun Moon Tribe, Shanyin is probably the third person who dares to call her that, which makes her a little unhappy. She puts Wuluo and Yan above herself, but Shanyin is just a brat. , Their status is not equal, but she didn't say anything, different tribes have different rules, so she just nodded coldly.

Shan Yin wanted to show her courtesy, after all, Amber is different from other women.

In fact, not only women, men are the same. As long as there is food to eat, they will basically have a good impression. Even the strong guard team of the old patriarch of the Qikuan tribe is fed with rice, but Amber does not eat this kind of thing. , she is the leader and has the most food, which makes Shanyin feel a little distressed: "What are you doing?"

"I'm carving sacred objects, the sun and the moon." Amber responded to him, letting him sit beside her and smashing stones together.

This made Shanyin startled, holding the stone, he couldn't believe that he was holding the tool for making the sacred objects of the Sun and Moon Tribe, he exclaimed: "This is, the totem of the tribe?"

"It's a totem that hasn't formed yet." Amber sighed, "I don't know if I can make it next year."

Shan Yin stuttered suddenly, unable to speak, he hesitated to express something, but Hu Po probably understood what he wanted to say, and said helplessly: "Are you trying to say that this should be a matter of witches, why is Uro But not here?"

This time Shanyin reacted quickly, and he nodded immediately.

In fact, it’s not just this matter, there are many things that confuse Shanyin. Many things should be "witchcraft", something that only witches can have, and it is the ability bestowed on witches by heaven. have.Although Shanyin holds a high position, many things have nothing to do with him. They are all magical powers that witches can get, and he has never questioned the authority of witches. Therefore, when he came to the tribe, he almost felt that his worldview was crushed over again.

Amber thought for a while and explained: "The sun and the moon will guide us, they are in the sky, witches are like us, they can only see them."

This sentence made Shanyin understand for a long time, but Amber just said to himself: "Many things do not need God, we are just grateful that the sun will appear and the moon will illuminate."

Shan Yin was so shocked by her words that he almost fell to the ground. He stared at Amber in shock, while the other party just chiseled the stone calmly. The entire Sun and Moon Tribe had a strange indifference and sharpness.

Of course, this kind of situation will not happen to those two weird witches——Shanyin once saw someone kneel down to worship Yan to show his wholehearted surrender. He showed a majestic and terrifying image of a god, but after getting along for so many days, he only felt that the other party was indifferent and unreasonable. He was injured while hunting before, and his arm was bleeding, which wiped out his mystery.

They seem to feel that the Sun Moon Tribe is taking an ordinary path, and those things that should be witchcraft have subtly turned into a reasonable method.

Has nothing to do with gods.

Shan Yin felt dizzy. Their Qikang tribe believed in the God of Valley, and the witch would often say that God of Valley would bless them. If the harvest was not good, it would be that God of Valley was angry. Make God of Valley even happier.But the Sun and Moon Tribe told him that worms would eat the roots, and other seeds would germinate and would not be grains, and these had nothing to do with any gods.

Not bad.

The sun is always hanging in the sky.

Amber didn't look at Shanyin again, but Shanyin just looked towards the sky, where there was a golden light burning unscrupulously, he knew that some tribes would believe in the sun god, be respectful, humble, and pray for the mercy of the high god... …

But the Sun Moon Tribe's beliefs were completely different from what he knew.

This tribe has no enthusiasm for the gods, everyone knows witchcraft, and Shanyin learns from them, and often feels that the knowledge that witches used to keep secret, and the so-called gifts after communication from heaven, are nothing special.

The belief and cognition that accompanied his growth were slowly collapsing, which made Shan Yin's face turn pale.

"Are you scared?" Amber looked at Shan Yin with a little surprise.

Only then did Shan Yin realize that he was trembling. He coughed unnaturally twice, swallowed his saliva and said, "No, no."

He couldn't hide his expression at all.

Amber stared at Shanyin with a little pity. She still had some vague impressions of the big tribe. Looking at Shanyin's face, she rarely showed kindness: "Do you think I'm weird?"

"No." Shan Yin shook his head.

Amber couldn't help laughing, she said: "I won't kill you, you believe in the God of Ceres, but when you see fruit and hunt, what does it have to do with the God of Ceres? If you eat other things, you should worship more gods."

This made Shanyin couldn't help but retort: ​​"The god of valley is the protector of the tribe, and he blesses the valley with a good harvest."

"But we don't believe in it, and we still plant a lot of valleys."

This made Shanyin speechless. Many tribes who got the seeds did not produce as much food as the Qikuan tribe. They have always been very proud of this, but the Sun and Moon tribe is more familiar with the land than him, just familiar with the direction different.But the Sun Moon Tribe knew the secret that the Qikuan Tribe had only learned for many years, and everyone said that everything was brought by witches.

He couldn't refute Amber, but he didn't want to admit it, so he could only sulking secretly.

Amber didn't pay too much attention to Shanyin's reaction, but said with concentration: "If your Gushen is angry and refuses to let you eat, are you okay?"

This is not Amber’s provocation, but she is really curious. She is essentially a superstitious person who hates superstition. She believes in the existence of God, but hates God’s manipulation of human destiny, so she is eager to know what other tribes think about God cognition.It's a pity that this is primitive after all, and many thoughts are just beginning. She has talked with Uro for a long time, and even the witches of the Qikuan tribe may not be able to answer all the questions here, let alone the mountain voice of the young patriarch.

"..."

Shanyin pursed her lips, apparently holding back her anger.

"Wu said, these are things we did ourselves." Amber looked down at her own stone again, but she couldn't get the answer she wanted, her face became cold, "We did it, you are seven Bran Tribe, we are the Sun Moon Tribe, we are different."

This is not the first time that Shanyin has been unable to talk to Amber, but it is indeed the most aggrieved one.

His mind was in a mess, and he knew how angry Wu He's father would be if he heard such profane words.

However, the encounters in the past few days made that voice full of temptation and ambition quietly call out in Shanyin's heart.

The Sun Moon Tribe has indeed done many things, and so have I.

It has nothing to do with Gushen.

It was his own voice.