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The next morning, the team set off. This time, the patriarch led the team. If there was a need to discuss matters, the patriarch would always be able to talk to those people on an equal footing. Lang Ge, who volunteered, also followed. This is a rare gain in knowledge He is also getting older, if he doesn't want to stay in the tribe, he will be ready to lead people to leave the tribe and start his own tribe if he is assigned by Cangfeng in the future.

The patriarch and his two sons have left, and the affairs of the tribe are temporarily managed by the wife of the patriarch. The women here can also be the masters of the family, and they can support the tribe when the man is not around.

A Lie and Ji Xin watched the team go away. They were one of the people who saw them off. Some men followed. The two teams took away many men, and the remaining men had a heavy task.

Turning his head and patting Ji Xin on the shoulder, Ariel said with a smile, "It's up to us in the future!"

It doesn't matter what kind of big fight, without the patriarch above his head, it seems that he can always relax a lot.

The second sentence asked again: "Ji Mo is still angry?"

Yesterday Ji Mo was angry when Ji Xin brought him back. He was bored in the quilt and ignored them. No one called him when he saw him off in the morning. Even at the patriarch's place, it's like robbing other people's private slaves, which is also very bad manners.

"It'll be fine in two days."

Ji Xin is very experienced. In this regard, Ji Mo is really a good-natured person who does not hold grudges. He is always careless and always worried that the other party will suffer.

"It's good that it's okay, if there is a better one in the future, give him a slave."

As Lie said this, he also thought in his heart, when the caravan comes next year, maybe he can find a better one to play with Ji Mo, not one who plays with stones, but one who can run horses.

The two walked back while talking, and when they returned to the tent, A's family had already prepared the meal. After looking at the quilt wrapped together, they didn't know whether they should wake Ji Mo to eat first.

A Lie waved his hand, he didn't bother to look at Ji Mo's stinky face, sat down by himself, held the bowl and started to eat, Ji Xin followed A Lie, thinking that he would call Ji Mo again at noon, he I slept late last night too.

At noon, when I opened the quilt, I saw Ji Xin was dumbfounded when he saw that there was only one bundle inside. Where is Ji Mo?

"This child must have followed."

Mother Ji knew the news, but she was not in a hurry. She told Ji Xin and didn't let them chase after her, "Lange and the others are all there, and they will bring them back when they see it."

Her attitude soothed Ji Xin and A Lie very well, and the two immediately felt relieved.

On the other side of the car, Lang Ge also saw Ji Mo hiding in the tent pile. He was also very good at hiding, and he lay flat in the tent pile. The color of the small leather shoes was similar to the leather used in the tent. It seems that they can't tell the difference.

If it wasn't too hot later and he showed his head, Lang Ge really didn't notice that there was a little guy hidden inside.

"Why did you follow?"

Lange pulled out the person like a radish, neither serious nor serious. In order not to get hurt, Ji Mo followed the opponent's strength and sat on the tent pile by himself. As soon as he came out, he was immediately very conspicuous.

This time, the team that came out with the patriarch were all adult men, and the women only had a few female slaves, who were tied by ropes and walked behind the team with the male slaves. The only people who could get on the car were dry food and tents along the way. The car was not big, just like a tablet. , being pulled by a horse, walking on the grassland, making a creaking sound, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Men ride horses and don't know how to sit in the cart. Lange sits in the cart and acts as a coachman. His horse is also tied to the side and walks with the cart.

A group of people brought two big tents and stacked them on the car, which was already overloaded. Ji Mo, who was sitting on the pile of tents, always felt that the next one might be swaying, so he swayed himself to the ground.

"I'm also going to visit the big tribe. I can carve things by myself now. There must be someone there who can carve. I will communicate with them and defeat them all."

Ji Mo deliberately spoke childish language, and after he finished speaking, the men around him all laughed, and a man riding a horse and following a car stretched out his arm, flicked his finger, and landed on Ji Mo's head. Seeing him covering his head and tilting his head, he laughed, "Just you little guy, and you still beat everyone?"

Whether it's true or not, it sounds pretty good anyway.

The patriarch was also on the side, also smiling, comforting Ji Mo and saying: "You have ambition, you have a good idea, and it will depend on your performance then."

It’s already come out so far, there is no need to waste time because of a child, it is even more impossible to send people back, why do you need a bunch of people every time you travel, because there are fewer people and they are easy to be robbed, don’t think that the bandits on the grassland are not It will hurt the people of the tribe.

Without the intrusion of those people from the south, the war here is always chaotic, and there is always a reason to fight.

Ji Mo, who was afraid that he would be sent back, didn't know what these people were thinking. Seeing that they didn't say they would send him back, he breathed a sigh of relief first, and didn't dare to relax later. When the team stopped to set up camp, he followed suit. I can't help much, but it's fun to watch such a little guy running around the field.

There were also a few big men who simply treated Ji Mo as a toy, throwing one to another, catching that and throwing it to others. Ji Mo's giggling voice floated in the air, as if he was very happy, but in fact he was dizzy.

Fortunately, other people's children don't play too hard, and they stop after a while.

When sleeping at night, Ji Mo huddled with Lange. Compared with the smell of those big men, young people like Lange seemed to have a certain fragrance.

Lang Ge didn't know these reasons, but thought that Ji Mo took the initiative to get close to him, maybe he was influenced by his family, and he was still very optimistic about Ji Xin. Thinking of this, he took more care of Ji Mo.

None of them noticed that Ji Mo quietly went to the slaves before going to bed, and gave Hong Chou half of his dinner. All exhausted.

Hong Chou, who was comforted by Ji Mo, didn't know if he should blame him for sneaking out. While eating, tears flashed in his eyes, and he thought of his grandson. If he was still there, he must be so well-behaved and sensible. , reluctant to suffer.

After walking for five full days, they saw the shadow of the big tribe. They were stopped by the patrol soldiers over there and asked if they knew what they were here for. They also checked the things they were carrying. From there, they were the other party. It was a meadow, and after walking a certain distance, I really saw the big tent with colorful flags fluttering. There are bells hidden in the colorful flags on the tip of the tent.

Brilliant and bright colors themselves represent expensive, and on the grassland, tents of this color are already worthy of the word resplendent. The group of people took care, and even gave the slaves a good meal to make them look more energetic Well, now we're at the door.

The patriarch took Lange to negotiate, but Ji Mo refused to leave Lange. For the past few days, he followed Lange like a bug, and now he followed them again. Lange was used to it and didn't let him leave. .

To these patriarchs, the person in charge of the handover of the big tribe was quite polite. After asking that only the slaves were there, he had a somewhat unsightly face. It's gone, so there is nothing left behind, and I hope the big tribe will give some gifts in return for winter or something.

This sounded good, and the other party didn't have the right to be harsh, so he responded with a smile, and said which tribes had come, what kind of things they brought, and so on. The patriarch smiled bitterly and said: "Oh, I also want to , It’s a pity that there are really no more. Every year we have sent the best, and there is nothing left. This year, I don’t know where the winter food is.”

This cry of poverty was spoken with sincerity, and the clansmen around who heard it also nodded silently. The patriarch was probably afraid that he would not be able to pass the test, so he said that he had sent a male slave who could carve, indicating that they did not dare to stay and sent him directly.

The interesting story about Hong Chou was also joked by the patriarch. The person in charge became interested for a while, and was about to ask when he felt the pull of the hem of his robe. He looked down and saw Ji Mo blinking his big eyes at him: "I also I can carve, I learned from him, look, this is what I sculpted, and I dedicate it to you!"

He took out a stone carving from his bosom. The stone was a white stone by the river, and it was carved into the shape of a little rabbit. The lying rabbit was quiet, and its vivid lines became more exquisite and cute in the palm of his hand.

This is really an eye-catching finished product, the person in charge smiled a little, and Ji Mo said again: "Can I stay here? I can also carve, and I will carve many, many fun things for the patriarch." thing."

There are a lot of stones around this tent, which may have been where the river passed by before, and now it has become a natural campsite. If you carve here, there will be no shortage of stones.

Anyway, if Hong Chou doesn't come back, it's better to stay here by himself. Ji Mo didn't discuss what he said to himself, and the patriarch's face changed slightly, and he laughed: "This child, I also said Why did you sneak out, it turned out that you wanted to go to the big tribe!"

"Yeah, our tribe doesn't even have stones, there are so many here!"

Ji Mo looked at the surrounding stones without knowing what he meant, and raised his hand to gesture "a lot". The palpable joy seemed to confirm the tribe's "poor" from the side. There are no stones, so how poor is it?

The person in charge was immediately amused, and picked Ji Mo up, "Okay, let's go, go and carve something for me, and if you carve it out, I'll keep you here."

What he said didn't mean to discuss with the patriarch at all, Lang Ge's face darkened slightly, in the eyes of these big tribes, they were really insignificant.