I was a priest in the primitive beast world

Spring is here, and he wants to open up wasteland and farm!

As soon as the words fell, the fish soup in Ze's hand was quickly taken by the young man.

I don't care if the fish soup is burning my mouth, so I just pour it into my stomach.

The delicious fish soup stimulated the taste buds, and Lushuang's stomach, which had been empty for a long time, was moistened by the food, and made a more eager gurgling sound.

Hope the owner of the body can give them more food for digestion.

There were a few pieces of fish meat with few spines in the fish soup, and Lu Shuang didn't even chew the soup with the meat a few times, and they all went into his stomach.

A large bowl of fish soup is delicious after drinking it.

Shen Nong still remembered that when he checked the body of the boy in front of him, his physical condition had reached a critical point.

If it is one step later, the boy will die of excessive hunger.

He asked, "Are you still eating?"

Lu Shuang shook his head, "Priest of the Wood Tribe, are my people all right?"

"Well, everything is fine, you were the last to wake up."

Lu Shuang carefully placed the pottery bowl on the animal skin, and got off the kang.

No matter how stupid he was, he would know after using it a few times that the Wood Tribe was no ordinary stone bowl.

"Priest of the Wood Tribe, you have helped us a lot. Now that the clansmen are awake, I will take them away now."

Lu Shuang didn't want the Water Tribe to eat another meal from the Wood Tribe, even now, he didn't know how to pay the Wood Tribe back.

Shen Nong didn't stop him, but let Ze take him to find his clansman.

Niu Si was worried about Lu Shuang. He heard that he was awake and was going to find him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shuang came by himself. When he saw someone, he rushed up, "Priest! You're awake!"

"Well, you go call Monkey Five and the others, we have to rush back to the tribe before dark."

Lu Shuang asked Niu Si to find someone, and Niu Si pointed to the earthen house behind him, "It's all inside."

After entering the earthen house, Lu Shuang saw the people from the Water Tribe squatting there in a circle.

Xiangshan is in the middle of the circle, and his arms have been turning rapidly.

He asked Niu Si puzzled, "What are they doing?"

"The priest of the Wood Tribe knew that our tribe had no fire, so he asked us to teach us how to make a fire. Xiangshan is learning."

Niu Siyi thought of the scene of the flames appearing out of thin air after the people of the Mu tribe turned the branches for a while, and he felt that he would never forget that scene in his life.

It's amazing that orcs are able to create fire themselves!

He was immersed in the surprise that the Wood Tribe handed over the way of making fire to the Water Tribe, and he didn't notice Lu Shuang's darkened face at all.

Lu Shuang pushed aside the crowd and pulled up Xiangshan.

During the process, he vaguely smelled the smell of the wood when it was just being burned.

Xiangshan finally turned to a faint white smoke, and now it is in vain, "Priest, why are you dragging me? The people of the Mu tribe said that if this stops halfway, it will be difficult to make a fire, and we have to start from the beginning. "

"Then don't do it anymore, people from the Water Tribe, now follow me and leave the Wood Tribe."

Lu Shuang spoke decisively, with a straight face, she was angry at first sight.

People in the Water Tribe are a little puzzled as to why their priests are unhappy, since they can have fires in winter...

While there is no guarantee that no one will freeze to death, at least there is a source of heat to keep warm.

"But priest, I haven't learned how to make fire..."

Lu Shuang turned her head to look at Xiangshan with determination in her eyes, "I said that now everyone is going back to the Water Tribe with me, don't you understand?"

"Priest, the God of Thunder will not send thunder in winter. Now, the Wood Tribe has taught us the divine power to produce fire by ourselves. If we leave, the tribe will never have fire this winter!"

Lu Shuang knows that fire is very important, but, as Xiang Shan said, it is "divine power".

"Xiangshan, do you know what you're talking about? The Wood Tribe has helped us so much, so let's just forget about it if we can't repay us."

Lu Shuang took a deep breath, "How dare you learn their magical power of making fire?"

The people of the Shui tribe bowed their heads and did not dare to speak out, but they understood what the priest said.

However, to have the ability to create fire out of thin air, only a priest would soberly refuse it.

"Blame them for what?"

Shen Nong had long seen that the little priest of the Water Tribe was cautious about what the Wood Tribe gave him, and did not dare to accept too much.

He smiled slightly to calm Lu Shuang's emotions, and said softly: "I didn't teach you in vain. Live well and try your best to survive the winter. When spring comes, I want the Water Tribe to work for the Wood Tribe, okay? "

Lu Shuang's eyes turned red instantly. After the old priest left, no one spoke to him so gently.

The burden of the Water Tribe has always been on him, and no one has ever helped him like this.

Lu Shuang suddenly missed the old priest.

"The Wood Tribe will go to Dahe to catch fish every three days. You should calculate the time and remember to go." Shen Nong took out an animal skin handkerchief and wiped away Lu Shuang's tears, "Don't cry."

The cheek was rubbed lightly by the soft animal skin, and the tip of Lu Shuang's nose was sour, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

He threw himself into Shen Nong's arms and hugged him and began to cry loudly, calling the priest all the time, with deep thoughts.

Looking at the dirty little head against his chest, Shen Nong raised his hand, and when he was about to push it away, he suddenly remembered his young self.

At that time, I was too young and had a lot of playfulness. I hid in the storage room of the spacecraft of the scientific research team and wanted to see the outside world.

As a result, I met a star thief on the way, and I was under tremendous fear and psychological pressure during the hijacking.

Later, he was rescued successfully, and he saw the master who came rushing to him.

He was all dirty and rushed over to hug Master. He who hadn't cried all this time was out of breath.

He still remembers how the hem of Master's white coat was dyed black by him.

Shen Nong imitated Master's movements at that time, put his hands on Lu Shuang's head, and said the same words as Master, "Hold down, many people are watching."

I don't know if it is because the people of the Water Tribe are still watching, and when Lu Shuang heard this, he buried his face even more thoroughly.

Shen Nong was really afraid that the child would not be able to breathe.

..

On the way back, Lu Shuang squeezed the animal skin handkerchief tightly in her hand, wiping away her tears from time to time.

Although the people of the Shui tribe didn't dare to say a word about it, they were really surprised in their hearts.

Their priests actually wept.

Except for the day when the old priest left, they never saw the priest cry.

Lu Shuang sniffed, the tip of her nose hurt from the cold wind.

When they left this time, the priests of the Wood tribe not only gave them several pots and bowls, but also utensils for making fire and a few large animal skins for bedding.

Lu Shuang folded the animal skin handkerchief given by Shen Nong, and held it tightly in her palm.

When the winter is over, he will definitely take the Water Tribe to repay the priest of the Wood Tribe.

-

Winter is long, but it is also coming to an end unconsciously.

The snowstorm has stopped and the temperature is warming up.

An oil lamp was burning in a stone house in the distant Beast City, and an irregularly shaped green spar the size of a palm was placed on a wooden table.

The faint light shone on the face of the crystal stone owner, he looked at the pattern displayed on the crystal stone, and stood up from the stool quickly.

He whispered in his mouth, "The Son of God is not in the Water Tribe, but in the Ze Tribe. This is Ze, not Water..."

"Wrong, wrong, all wrong..."

..

cannibals.

After Wushan counted the number of people, he reported to the priest Wuming, "Priest, fifteen people in the clan froze to death this time."

"so much?"

In the past, no more than five per year..

Although the wooden tribe's attack before winter destroyed many thatched huts and caves, the remaining caves still have places to shelter from the wind and snow if there are more people crowded.

Moreover, the Wooden Tribe did not take away the animal hides they had stored for the winter.

They froze so many people to death this time, the only difference from previous years was that this year there was no divine blood sent by the Ze tribe.

Wu Ming ate the last bite of meat and spat out his finger bones, "The weather is getting warmer, it's time to visit the Ze tribe."

Cannibals always start their hunts in the last days of winter, when each tribe is weakest, and they can hunt with fruitful results every time.

It is even possible to capture young orc warriors for their priests to improve their bloodline suppression level.

Although these orc warriors are not high level, they are better than old people and unawakened children.

The Ze tribe did not expect that the cannibals would come to their tribe for the pre-spring hunt this time.

Wuming had black lines spreading all over his body, and once the snake was stepped on by him, he couldn't move.

The old priest of the Ze tribe pointed at Wuming with a trembling finger, "Priest Wuming, didn't our Ze tribe and your cannibals have an agreement that you would not come to the Ze tribe for hunting before spring?"

As soon as the snake under his feet wanted to struggle, he tried harder and stomped harder. He sneered and said, "It's good to have an agreement, but didn't you guys come to the trade fair before winter?"

The old priest lowered his head in embarrassment. The agreement between the Ze tribe and the cannibals was all based on the blood of the gods.

Originally, the Ze tribe hid the divine blood very well, and they didn't want other tribes to know that they had the divine blood that could bring people back to life.

This divine blood was too powerful, and it would not do them any good to expose it.

Therefore, the Ze tribe unanimously decided to hide carefully and develop slowly.

However, no one expected that the cannibals would choose the Ze tribe for the pre-spring hunt.

Seeing that the powerful orc warriors of the tribe were being taken away as orcs, the old priest had no choice but to stand up and negotiate with him with divine blood.

He concealed the source of the divine blood, saying it was a secret pool of blood bestowed by the beast god.

And it shows that only he knows the location of the blood pool and how to open it.

Wuming at that time agreed to Zebu's request after trying the divine blood.

If the orcs of the Ze tribe are released, the hunting before spring will not attack the Ze tribe.

In order to avoid suspicion from other tribes, the Ze tribe did not ask the cannibals to spare the Ze tribe in other hunting time.

It was just proposed to exchange the blood of the gods for the blood of the cannibal priests.

Except for the Yanbu, other tribes are not eligible to exchange the blood of cannibal priests.

Not only that, other tribes also offered to provide meatmen at the trade fair in order to beg the cannibals not to capture the orc warriors in the tribe.

For the sake of the blood, the cannibals even hunted in the Laize tribe, they always caught old people.

Will not move the young orc warriors of the Ze tribe.

The old priest knew that the premise of all this was based on the blood of the Ze tribe.

Now the cannibals came to the Ze tribe for hunting before the spring, just to tell them that there is nothing to say if there is divine blood, and nothing to say if there is no divine blood.

But where did he go to find divine blood?

If he knew where the divine blood was, he would have sent enough of it to the cannibals to keep them safe.

But it's useless to hide it now, anyway, the cannibals won't let them go.

Moreover, relying on the Ze tribe alone may not be able to find the blood of the gods.

If you can get the cannibals to help you find it, there may be hope.

The old priest smashed the jar and said bluntly, "God's blood is lost."

"lost?"

Wuming wrote "Do you think I'm stupid?" written all over his face

"Blood pool long legs ran away by themselves?"

The old priest looked helplessly. To be honest, if he hadn't known that the cannibals had always thought the divine blood was a pool of blood, he would have thought that the cannibals kidnapped the divine blood on purpose.

There is nothing to hide now, "The blood of the gods is a human being, not a pool of blood. It lied to you before."

Wuming exerted force on his feet, and the painful snake screamed. He said fiercely: "Old man, if you don't tell the truth, I will turn the Ze tribe over. I don't believe I can't find that blood pool."

I thought it was a very powerful threat, but who knew that the priests of the Ze tribe didn't care at all.

Wuming watched the old man from the Ze tribe turn sideways, his meaning couldn't be more obvious, "Turn over."

Even now, Wuming has no choice but to believe that the blood of the Ze tribe is really a person, and he lost it.

Wuming didn't understand, this divine blood was good, even if it was an individual, he couldn't just throw it away.

He asked, "How did you lose it?"

The old priest glanced at Wuming and said nothing.

Wu Ming always felt that the little old man had a weird look, so he asked: "What do you think I am doing?"

The old priest moved his lips but did not speak.

He didn't know what to say, so this evil spirit wouldn't go mad.

"How did you lose it! It's not a good thing you cannibals did!"

An angry voice came from under his feet, Wuming no longer asked the old priest, but shifted his target, "What does it have to do with my cannibals?"

The snake snorted angrily, "It doesn't matter? It's all thanks to the cannibals that the blood ran twice!"

Wu Ming listened in a daze, grabbed the snake's messy hair, "tell me clearly."

Snake endured the severe pain in his scalp and told the story of the two times of losing the divine blood.

The more he talked about it, the looser the hand that was holding onto his hair would become looser.

Finally, after speaking, the whole snake fell to the ground.

Wuming recalled She Yi's words, so the first time the divine blood was lost, it was his cannibals who caught people as useless prey.

He was rescued by the Mu tribe, and sent back as a member of the Chengze tribe.

The second time the blood was lost, it was because the cannibals suddenly attacked the Ze tribe, or the team he led, and the blood ran away...

It seems that it really has something to do with his cannibalism.

Wu Ming didn't know what to say for a while, so he asked casually: "The people of the Mu tribe, why do they know what the blood of the gods looks like?"

The old priest lifted Snake Yi from the ground, "When the tribe migrated here, people from the Wood tribe always caught fish by the river, I've seen it before."

"The Mu tribe doesn't know that he is the blood of the gods?"

"I don't know." The old priest added: "If I knew it, I wouldn't send it back the first time."

"What's the name of the divine blood?"

"select."

Wu Ming always felt a little familiar when he heard the name, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Wait, he seems to remember.

When the Mu tribe beat him to the cannibals before, they always liked the tall man with the skinny, white-faced priest of the Mu tribe, who seemed to be called Ze.

"That choice, isn't he tall and big, with particularly powerful skills and fierce looks?"

Wuming recalled the appearance of Cho in his memory, emphasizing one sentence, "I also like sticking to the priests of the Mu tribe."

The old priest looked at Wuming with a confused face, completely unable to understand what the other party was talking about.

"Ze is very thin, and he can't even beat an unawakened child in the tribe, let alone a priest of the Wood tribe."

Wuming rubbed his head, is it just the same name?

The old priest didn't want to listen to Wuming's nonsense anymore, "I have sent Yajiu to look for it in a farther place. Priest Wuming, if you cannibals still want to exchange the blood of the gods, please send people to look for it together with the Ze tribe. "

Wuming frowned and looked unhappy, "Old man, are you asking me to do something?"

Sensing the hostility of the other party, the old priest quickly restrained his emotions, "Don't dare, I ask the cannibals for help."

"Well, I know, I will help the Ze tribe to find someone." Wuming looked around the Ze tribe, "However, I can't come here for nothing, let alone help you find someone without asking anything."

"Give me five third-level orc warriors to be meat men, and I'll let your Ze tribe go this time."

The old priest wanted to refuse, but after meeting Wu Ming's sinister gaze, he couldn't say a word.

He turned his head and said nothing.

Wuming sneered, and ordered his subordinates to choose the meat man.

"Priest! Help us!"

"priest!"

The orcs selected by the cannibals struggled desperately and asked their priests for help, hoping that the priests would change their minds.

But until the end, the priest did not hear another word.

After picking out the cannibals, the priests and patriarchs of the Ze tribe followed the cannibals and sent them away.

When passing the giant tree in front of the Ze Tribe, Wuming turned his head and asked, "If I remember correctly, your tribe didn't have this giant tree before winter. What's going on?"

The old priest shook his head, "I don't know, it grew suddenly. Moreover, on the day it grew, the roots were covered with thorns, as if they were alive, and stabbed many people."

Now thinking of the spikes at that time, the people of the Ze tribe still have lingering fears.

"However, the thorns disappeared quickly, but everyone avoided the tree because they were afraid that the tree would grow more thorns."

Wuming stared at the giant tree for a while. The tree grew suddenly in winter, and its sharp thorns seemed to have life, stabbing many people in the Ze tribe...

"What else happened that day?" he asked.

The old priest didn't understand why the cannibal priests were suddenly interested in these things.

But he still said truthfully: "That day, a huge bear-shaped monster suddenly appeared in front of the tribe, as high as a hill. But then it disappeared suddenly, and it never appeared again."

The bear-shaped behemoth... is a match for the one from the Wood Tribe.

But the giant beast of the Mu tribe is not particularly big among giant beasts, and its size does not match the description of the Ze tribe.

But able to manipulate tree growth in winter..

Wuming thought for a moment, the only ones who could control the growth of trees were the priests of the Wood Tribe and the one from the Beast City.

Could it be that the one from Beast City is here?

But why did he come to the Ze tribe?Still frighten them?

Wuming couldn't figure it out, so he just didn't want to.

Before taking the people away, he did not forget to say to the old priest and patriarch of the Ze tribe: "The blood of the gods will help you find it, but before you find it, remember to honestly give meat to the cannibals at every trade fair, otherwise Don't blame me for not remembering old love."

The old priest and Crocodile didn't dare to refute, they had nothing to talk to the cannibals now.

"understood."

-

When spring comes, the ice and snow melt.

The Water Tribe followed the Wood Tribe to catch fish by the river every three days.

When catching fish, the people of the Mu tribe also told them how to treat the fish so that it tastes good, and they all fell in love with the taste of the processed fish.

Whether it is grilled fish or fish soup, it is delicious.

If there were salt stones, it would definitely taste better, just like the one they ate in the wood tribe.

They are so delicious that they can swallow their tongues.

Because there was enough food, no one died in the days after the water tribe caught fish.

But before that, they froze to death and starved several elderly people to death.

Fortunately, the wood tribe priests taught them how to make a fire.

Fire is an artifact bestowed by the gods, allowing them to dispel darkness and keep them warm.

Old people can get holy cremation, and they will not be dark and cold after death.

They will be guided by the sacred fire to meet the beast god.

Lu Shuang couldn't imagine how many more people from the Water Tribe would freeze to death if the Wood Tribe hadn't taught them how to make a fire.

After the cremation ceremony, Lu Shuang urged the tribe to leave quickly.

For a while, the Water Tribe was very busy.

Lu Shuang folded the animal skin handkerchief, and carefully stuffed it in the middle of the straw rope tied around her waist.

"Xiangshan is the slowest of you! Hurry up and clean up, we have to rush to the Mu tribe earlier to help them work."

Xiang Shan wrapped the fire tools with the only broken animal skin he had, and carefully adjusted the direction of the animal skin to cover the holes in the animal skin.

After doing it several times, he finally covered up all the holes, and he replied with a smile: "The priests are all cleaned up!"

Niu Si held a few large freeze-dried fish in his hand, "Priest, these are enough for us to eat two meals at the Mu Tribe. After we finish eating, Hou Wu and I will catch them again."

Since Lushuang cried last time, the people of the Water Tribe no longer dared to accept the food and other strange items from the Wood Tribe.

This time, he was going to work in the Mu tribe. Lu Shuang had said long ago that the food he ate had to be obtained by the tribe itself.

The people of the Shui tribe all remembered it in their hearts, and Lu Shuang nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go!"

Shen Nong took advantage of the winter days to make a lot of farm tools.

Stone hoes, plows, harrows, stone forks..

Spring is here, and he can finally open up wasteland and farm!