Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

The soldiers were divided into two groups. Ji thief took some people to collect wound medicine, while the old patriarch took people to collect saline-alkali soil.

All day long, the old patriarch was doing this tedious job. Several times he wanted to stop, thinking that he had collected enough. However, Ji Zei disagreed and almost forced the clansmen to continue.

If it weren't for the witch who persuaded everyone because of Ji Thief's words, I'm afraid they would have been passive and sabotaged.

When returning to the tribe, the bonfire was lit, illuminating the interior of the valley.

This is what Ji Zei suggested. He felt that when a fire started at night, it could be used to guard against beasts, and secondly, it could also be used for lighting.

Putting all the collected wound medicines on the open space in the middle of the valley, the thief first returned to his residence, patted the dozing Sabertooth tiger’s neck, and slapped the big cat for a while, seeing that it was eating and resting today. Everything is not bad, so he nodded in satisfaction.

The cub who had already applied puffball powder saw that Ji Thief was very kind, shaking his limbs and asked Ji Thief to hug him.

But its brother was lying at Ji Thief's feet, looking jealous.

With the cub in his arms and the Sabretooth tiger behind him, Ji Thief came to the middle of the valley. Everyone was ready to eat dinner. When Ji Thief came, they gave him a place.

"Everyone worked hard today."

After Ji Zei sat down, he put the cub on his lap and said.

The gray-headed people responded weakly.

It can be seen that everyone is also a little confused about Ji Zei collecting saline-alkali soil, but in general, there is no previous objection.

"The Warriors are 80% absolutely boring, so let us collect these useless soil to play."

A tribe whispered softly.

The primitive people around him nodded: "Yes, clay can be used to make earthenware jars, and the collection is also collected, but I really don't understand what the soil can be used for."

"Oh, who said no?"

With a sigh, everyone once again held a questioning attitude towards Ji Thief.

It can be said that there are not a few people in the tribe who have such ideas, and the old patriarch is one of them. He is very unhappy now. He feels that wasting a day to collect this saline-alkaline soil is a bit too much.

Just looking at the old patriarch, Ji Thief certainly knew what he was thinking, so he smiled and said, "To reward everyone for your hard work today, I will give you a different taste today and let everyone have a taste of the chicken. No, it's called Huatu."

Everyone looked at Ji thief with puzzlement.

"What? What rabbit?"

"I don't know, it seems that the Warriors are talking about flowers."

"Does Lord Warrior want us to eat flowers?"

"Can you eat it? We are not bugs."

"Yes, can you eat it."

Hearing the tribal discussion, Ji Zei smiled. He stood up, in front of everyone, took the earthen jar to fetch water, added water to the saline-alkali soil collected today to make thin mud, and then slaughtered it. The good rabbits were brought over, first wrapped in leaves, then pasted with a layer of saline-alkali soil, and thrown into the fire.

After doing four or five, everyone was surprised to see him: "Warrior, if you barbecue like this, the meat will be broken."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Ji thief believes.

Seeing this behavior, the old patriarch, who was not very happy at first, frowned again, seemingly dissatisfied with Ji Thief's waste of food.

Ji Zei did not pay attention to this. While waiting for the food to be cooked, he used a circlip knife to scrape off the powder from the rhizomes of the spine fern collected today to make wound medicine, and talked with the old patriarch: "The patriarch, black bear How are they?"

The old patriarch still feels distressed about the food, without raising his head, "I can't die."

"Warrior, you said yesterday that we could use them to exchange prisoners for the Black Mountain Tribe, but the Black Mountain Tribe doesn't know this at all, how do we change it?" The thin elder suddenly asked.

Compared with those foods, the thin elders are more concerned about how to make the tribe grow stronger.

The thief collected the powder of the spine fern and gave it to the witch to heal everyone, and said: "I have thought about this too. I need someone to go to the Black Mountain Tribe to express our feelings to the Black Mountain Tribe meaning."

"Go to the Black Mountain Tribe!"

When Ji Thief's words fell, everyone was shocked, muttering in a low voice.

"Aren't all the Black Mountain tribes eat people? Can they come back after they go?"

"Yeah, yeah, and we just defeated them, now we can't come back even more, whoever loves to go, I don't go anyway."

"That's right, I won't go either."

"My Lord Warrior, I'll go!"

While everyone was whispering, A Liang, who had just put medicine on the wound, stood up.

After hearing the sound, Ji Zei turned his head to look, with an expression of admiration on his face.

In the end, it was Aliang, and he deserved to be someone he liked. This courage was not ordinary.

"A Liang, it is very dangerous to go to the Black Mountain Tribe." Ji Zei stared at A Liang's eyes.

The people of the tribe also followed to persuade: "Yes, Aliang, the people of the Heishan tribe are very cruel, and you may not be able to come back if you go."

Even Aliang's brother pulled him and said, "Don't go, let the Warriors figure out a way."

Aliang stubbornly shook his head: "No, I must go."

Ji thief sighed with courage.

A Liang took a step forward and knelt down: "Sir Warrior, please let me go."

"Okay, but you can't do it alone, who else wants to go with?" Ji Thief said.

Everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb and did not speak.

The old patriarch groaned: "Warrior, or else, let's consider this matter again. It really doesn't work. Let's not change prisoners."

Aliang interrupted the old patriarch's words: "Master patriarch, it's okay, I believe Lord Warrior, so, Black Mountain tribe, I have to go."

"You kid, why are you so stubborn!" The old patriarch was anxious.

The thief also said: "No, Aliang, you go alone, I don't worry."

A Liang squeezed his neck: "It's okay for me to be alone, Lord Warrior, if you don't agree, I will sneak away."

Ji Zei rolled his eyes and said to his heart that your donkey temper is really stubborn brother.

"Don't stare, I promise you it won't work." In desperation, Ji Thief had to agree.

"Sir Warrior, no!"

Seeing Ji Thief let go, some clansmen hurriedly stopped.

Ji thief looked at them.

These people all said, "It would be too dangerous for Aliang to go by himself, what if the Black Mountain tribe wants to kill Aliang?"

The old patriarch also said: "Yes, Aliang, you can't go, come on, tie up Aliang and don't let him run."

When the old patriarch said so, everyone came up to tie Aliang.

For a moment, A Liang panicked, and hurriedly turned his gaze to Ji thief, asking him to think of a move.

Ji thief sat on the spot without moving, with a dazed look, occasionally there was a flash of light in his eyes, which proved that he was also thinking about how to convince the old patriarch at this time.

Everything else is fine, but after all, the old patriarch is in charge of the Frost Valley tribe. His performance is enough to show the limelight. If he doesn’t wink against the old patriarch and greatly tarnishes his prestige, I’m afraid it will be in the days to come. It's good.

But then again, Ji Thief really wants to exchange the black bears for prisoners.

After all, the Frost Valley Tribe currently has only 97 members, not even a hundred. Such a number is still too small, too small.

A little bit of trouble, for the current manpower of the Frost Valley tribe, it is a serious injury.

"My patriarch, in fact, I have a way to make Aliangping safe and sound."

After making up his mind, Ji Thief suddenly spoke.

The old patriarch who was instructing the tribe to force Aliang to the **** was taken aback, and suddenly asked, "What is the solution?"

The people of the tribe are also curious to see, they also want to know what kind of good idea Warrior Lord has thought of.

Ji Thief smiled mysteriously and said: "It's very simple, the black bear is in our hands, so we can use him to make a fuss."

"Warrior, do you mean to let Aliang take the black bear?" the fat elder asked.

Ji thief shook his head: "No, in this case, I am afraid that the Black Mountain tribe will rob people directly. At that time, if you can't change the prisoners, you will not be able to return."

"The warrior, what is your method, say it quickly, but everyone is anxious to death." The old patriarch said.

Ji thief smiled: "A Liang."

A Liang was very busy: "Sir, warrior!"

Ji Zei beckoned at him: "Come here."

When A Liang came to his side, Ji Thief said something close to his ears. At first, the puzzled A Liang became more excited as he listened, and he kept nodding his head: "Uh, uh, I understand. ,I understand."

The old patriarch hurriedly scratched their heads and asked, "Aliang, what did the warrior say to you?"

The people of the tribe also asked: "Yes, Aliang, what did the Lord Warrior say to you?"

Aliang glanced at Ji Thief, saw him smile and shook his head, then grinned and smirked: "I can't say, I can't say, but Lord Warrior's method can **** back safely. Don't worry."