Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

A dozen piles of bonfires were lit in the valley. The prey captured in the past ten days was pulled out at this time. A wild boar, two antelopes and more than a dozen hares were pulled out and processed on the spot. It was the circlip of the thief. Knife.

The skinny elder is responsible for handling these animals. Don't look at him like a bamboo pole, his strength is really great.

After a few kicks, there were only a few kicking prey left on the ground.

Everyone praised the slender elder for his quick actions and precise timing. The slender elder who always looked above the top was surprisingly humble and polite. He waved his hand and said: "Where is there, it is the weapon of the warrior."

In the battle with the Black Mountain Tribe, the Circlip Knife and the Ji Thief were both famous.

Until the battle was over, more than an hour has passed since the tribesmen still remembered that the thief held an iron spear and was thrilled by the appearance of killing the black mountain cannibals.

The prey was unplaned cleanly, and the thin elder held the wild boar heart in his hand and came to Ji Thief. In front of everyone, he knelt down on one knee: "Warrior, please accept it!"

Ji Zei was taken aback when he saw this. He had never thought that the Skinny Elders would kneel to himself in front of everyone, and he was so panicked that he stood up and declined: "No, no, you are an elder."

The thin elder shook his head and looked up and smiled: "Although I am an elder, you are the warrior. Today is the most dazzling warrior. You are qualified to enjoy the heart of this wild boar, a warrior."

The old patriarch and the people sitting around laughed kindly.

Even Xue Aliang and A Niu, who were the most injured and had to lie down, laughed and roared.

"Actually, I am not the biggest person today."

Ji Zei's words stunned everyone.

The old patriarch asked more puzzledly: "Warrior, why do you say that?"

The witch just thought that the thief was polite, so she waved her hand and said, "Warrior, you are too modest."

Ji Zei shook his head: "No, I am not humble. The biggest one today is our seven companions who died in battle."

The words of Ji Thief made everyone bow their heads. It is impossible to say that everyone is not sad. With such a big family like Frost Valley Tribe, it makes people uncomfortable without anyone.

But this grief only lasted for a while. In their estimation, this time the war with the Black Mountain tribe, even if they were lucky enough to win with the spear thrower and flying stone rope, the companion who died in the battle should at least be more than half. , But because of the sudden birth of Ji Zei, only seven members of the tribe were killed. In a sense, it was too late for them to be happy.

Thinking about this, quite a few people persuaded Ji thief to say: "My Lord Warrior, that's not what we said. If we didn't have you, we wouldn't know how many people would lose this time. Therefore, the biggest one is you. ."

Ji Zei shook his head, took a deep breath, and then said: "No, there is more credit than me."

Everyone was confused when they heard the words: "It is more meritorious than the warrior? Who?"

Ji Zei smiled and looked at the old patriarch, and said: "Of course it is the patriarch. If the patriarch agreed to start a war with the Black Mountain tribe, we would not have won. Therefore, the heart of this wild boar should be enjoyed by the patriarch."

Ji Zei’s words made the old patriarch very useful. He laughed and waved his hand: "Hey, warrior, you are too modest, how can I be the most credited? Although it is me who decided to go to war, without you, We won’t be able to win, so you still do the most."

Everyone said: "Yes, Lord Warrior, don't push it."

Ji Zei shook his head again: "Even so, I don't have the most credit."

Everyone did not understand.

Ji thief smiled and spread his hands: "Of course, everyone has contributed the most. Without everyone’s cooperation and the hard work of collecting wood and stones, I would not be able to make spear throwers and flying stone ropes. Don’t go out the wooden door to resist the Heishan tribe, so everyone has the greatest credit."

When these words were spoken, everyone's expressions couldn't help showing excitement. One of them was counted as one, and they all stood up and cheered the word Warrior.

The old patriarch got up and laughed: "That's right, the credit belongs to everyone. The heart of this prey should be eaten by everyone."

When the words fell, the thin elders used the sword to divide the wild boar heart and the antelope heart into nearly a hundred parts. Although everyone had only a small piece in his hand, but even so, the big guy's face was still happy. Come with a smile.

For a time, there were laughter and joy around the campfire in the valley.

Divide the wild boar, antelope, and rabbit into 100 portions, and everyone has enough meat.

And the pig bones and sheep bones, Ji Thief did not throw away, he asked the thin elder to break the bones into proper lengths, throw them into a crock pot, add water, and cook a crock in front of everyone. Big bone soup.

At this time, everyone's faces were filled with laughter.

The old patriarch and the witch came to the thief and sat down. The old patriarch said: "Warrior, this time we defeated the Black Mountain tribe. It is all up to you. You are the savior of our Frost Valley tribe. I discussed with the wizard and thought What do you think of making you a wizard?"

Ji Thief was taken aback: "Am I a wizard?"

Xue Xue, who was sitting next to Ji Thief, opened his eyes. Is the warrior going to be a wizard?

For a time, the little girl listened attentively.

Seeing, the witch nodded and said: "Yes, I know you can do it, I don't know how to do it, and you will do it too. You are more suitable to be a wizard than me. Moreover, my illness only came after I became a wizard. I thought, if I didn’t become a wizard, my body would be better.”

Ji Zaixin said you still believe this? He shook his head quickly: "No, the patriarch, the wizard, you two forgive me, how can I be a wizard. I'm so lazy, let me be a wizard, it is better to kill me, I That’s good, it’s good."

The old patriarch and the witch were embarrassed. This warrior didn't want to be a wizard at all. What can I do?

Seeing their expressions, Ji Thief rolled his eyes and hurriedly opened the topic, saying: "By the way, Lord Patriarch, I remembered that you said Heishan tribe. I remember that when he defeated the Heishan tribe, it was not twenty or thirty. A member of their tribe? Where are they now?"

The old patriarch was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said: "I said I will sacrifice them all to the heavens in a while, but if you can't wait, warriors, you can also pull them out to sacrifice to the heavens. By the way, that black bear, we have also caught them. Oh."

The thief Ji was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Huh, did you really catch a black bear?"

The old patriarch nodded: "Of course, when the tribe caught him, this guy was already seriously injured and couldn't leave."

The thief Ji became more and more happy when he heard it: "Bring them to me quickly."

The old patriarch hummed, and called the fat elder in the air to let him bring the prisoners of the Black Mountain tribe.

The fat elder ordered twenty sturdy tribesmen, took the weapons, and in a short while, brought over twenty-seven Montenegrin cannibals who were sturdy, bound by vines, and desperate and dejected on their faces. These Montenegro Among the cannibals, the black bear that was seriously injured and still flowing blood was in front.

Leading people to the middle of the campfire site, surrounded by circles of clansmen outside.

At this time, seeing these defeated troops in Black Mountain, the emotions of the Frost Valley tribe were suddenly ignited.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them! Revenge for our people!"

Hearing the shouts of everyone, the sturdy Black Mountain cannibals who have been hunters also appeared in horror.

In a war between two tribes in this primitive society, as long as they are caught by each other, they will only die. However, unlike other tribes, only the Heishan tribe will eat the captives.

Besides, the hatred between the Black Mountain Tribe and the Frost Valley Tribe is the **** hatred of countless relatives being used as food. These Black Mountain cannibals do not even realize that they have the possibility of survival.

Especially the black bear, the honorable person, would be 100% put to death. Thinking of this, the black bear's pale face was even paler because of excessive blood loss. After all, he was afraid of death with his hands full of blood.

Hearing the roar of the people in his ears, the old patriarch looked at these black mountain cannibals, almost gritted his teeth.

He waved his hand: "Kill these bastards, that black bear, chisel away to sacrifice to the sky."

As soon as these words were spoken, they thumped and thumped, and many of the Black Mountain cannibals were scared stupid, sitting on the ground without a trace of resistance.

The **** enmity between the two tribes caused many members of the tribe to stand up and demand this place on themselves for the execution of the enemy.

When the prepared assassin raised his weapon to fall, a sound suddenly rang from the pile of people in front of the campfire.

"Wait!"