This Is My Primitive Tribe

The bird-billed mosquito flew all the way south, and finally flew to the vicinity of the swamp.

In an open space next to the swamp, more than fifty hunting team fighters from the Mosquito Tribe built a temporary shelter against a big tree and raised a bonfire.

The roof of the shelter uses the giant shield made by Jiang Xuan.

Among these Mosquito Tribe hunting team fighters, the leader is a middle-aged man. He is the leader of the Mosquito Tribe's hunting team, named Tiger Mosquito.

Tiger Mosquito is not tall, but has a strong momentum and fierce eyes, giving people a sense of danger.

On his face, in addition to the totem pattern of the Mosquito tribe, three horizontal lines were drawn in green, red and yellow respectively.

This means that he is a powerful tricolor warrior!

"Om..."

The huge bird-billed mosquito, after flying back, landed on the shoulder of the tiger mosquito.

"Did you find anything?"

Tiger Mosquito's voice was rough and hoarse, which made him even more fierce.

"Buzzing..."

The bird-billed mosquito's wings made a special sound, and it flew up, flew a short distance to the south, and flew back to the tiger mosquito's shoulder.

This is a very unique way of communication, which can only be understood by the Mosquito tribesmen who have been in contact with the bird-billed mosquito for a long time.

Tiger Mosquito glanced at the jungle to the south, then glanced at the giant shield above his head, and said, "There are indeed other tribes in this forest."

A person next to him asked, "Boss, are we going to look for it?"

Tiger Mosquito said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, we are not familiar with this forest. We will explore this tribe after dawn."

"Listen to the leader."

The fifty or so warriors joined in, and then quietly baked and ate on the bonfire.

Some of their food is prey hunted during the day, some are wild vegetables dug nearby, and some wild fruits.

In the woods around them, there are more than a dozen bird-billed mosquitoes foraging for food. When they get tired, they rest on the branches to rest. When they encounter a dangerous situation, these bird-billed mosquitoes will issue an early warning.

After they had eaten, they left two to keep watch, while the others rested beside the bonfire.

There are more than a dozen bird-billed mosquitoes guarding the campfire. Ordinary mosquitoes dare not approach at all, or they will be eaten by bird-billed mosquitoes as food.

Therefore, these mosquito tribes don't have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes at all, and can sleep peacefully in the jungle.

That night, it rained heavily in the sky, but because the roof was made in advance, the bonfire of the hunting team was not put out.

The next day, under the leadership of the bird-billed mosquito, the mosquito tribe hunting team quietly touched the direction of the Vine tribe.

But the people of the Vine tribe didn't even notice that the danger was approaching!

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The first year of the establishment of the Veng tribe, on May 15th, it was clear.

"the weather is nice today!"

Jiang Xuan came out of the bamboo house. At this time, the sky was blue, and the east was white with fish belly.

It rained heavily last night, which washed the forest clean, and even the air was much fresher.

Jiang Xuan walked to the open space in front of the bamboo house and found that the leaves of the fan grass had spread out again, like a handful of small fans, swaying slightly against the wind, very beautiful.

He walked to the pond again. It rained heavily last night, the water level of the pond was very high, and the water outlet was still flowing.

"Fortunately, the water inlet was blocked last night, otherwise the water would flood the pond and the fish would all run away."

After several months of hard work, the Vine tribe now has three ponds.

The first pond is in front of the bamboo house, the second pond is in the middle of the cultivated land, and the third pond is at the end of the cultivated land.

These ponds are not only suitable for raising fish, but the water in the ponds can also be used to irrigate the crops in the fields when the weather is dry.

Not only that, there are also a large number of frogs, toads and other frogs in the pond, and they eat a lot of bugs every night.

Jiang Xuan didn't walk very far when he found that someone was squatting on the ground busy, and actually got up earlier than him.

Jiang Xuan walked over curiously and found that this person was Gan Song.

"Gan Song!" Jiang Xuan called out.

"Leader."

Gan Song turned around and found that it was Jiang Xuanhou who hurriedly stood up to say hello. He also had a small stone **** in his hand, which was covered with mud.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

"Boss, it rained heavily last night and the wind blew down. The bamboo tube grass and clap flowers that were just planted yesterday were blown down. I helped them up and cultivated a little soil."

Jiang Xuan walked over and took a look. Sure enough, many insect-eating plants were devastated by the heavy rain and strong wind. Some of them had been lifted up by Gansong, and a lot of soil had been cultivated along the roots.

Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "It's rare that you remember these plants, it's hard work."

Gan Song immediately shook his head and said, "It's not hard work, this is what I should do."

Jiang Xuan patted his thick shoulder and said, "I see everything you do for the tribe, Gan Song, the tribe will not treat you badly."

"Thank you, Chief."

Gan Song grinned, revealing a set of neat teeth, and being able to get the leader's affirmation was a kind of spiritual encouragement for him, making him more motivated.

Since he lost an arm, he has become stronger than before, and he is more eager for affirmation from others, and does not want to be looked down upon by others.

After he came to the Vine tribe, the reason why he worked so hard is also the reason.

Jiang Xuan squatted down, and together with Gan Song, he straightened the lopsided plants and cultivated soil, and then went back to the bamboo house to have breakfast together.

After eating, Jiang Xuan continued to polish a hard leg bone of a bighorn sheep.

He has been grinding this leg bone for several days, and the end is very sharp.

After grinding, he tightly tied the leg bone to a spear shaft made of a purple-blood tree with a bark rope, and then applied a very viscous swim bladder glue to prevent it from falling off.

After everything is done, a solid bone spear is ready.

"Hoohoo!"

Jiang Xuan waved the newly made bone spear a few times, feeling very handy, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Bamboo spears are too light and too powerful to use, so bone spears are better."

Jiang Xuan used a bamboo spear made of bamboo before. As his strength increased, his strength was several times stronger than before, and the light bamboo spear was obviously not suitable for use.

Because of this, he made a bone spear from the hard leg bone of a bighorn sheep. Although it took a lot of time, it was worth it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Buzzing..."

Just when Jiang Xuan made the bone spear and wanted to go hunting in the mountains, he suddenly heard the buzzing sound of insects flapping their wings.

This humming sound is not as loud as the sound of a giant dragonfly, but it is very dense, obviously more than one.

At this moment, Gan Song, who was working in the distance, roared, "It's the giant mosquito, the mosquito tribe is here!"

This loud roar alarmed everyone in the Vine tribe.

Those tourists who have seen the brutality of the Mosquito Tribe run to the bamboo house screaming, trying to seek shelter from the warriors of the Vine Tribe.

Jiang Xuan, Chishao, Uncaria, Shiloach, and Nanxing immediately picked up their spears, short spears, bows and arrows, and prepared to defend against the enemy.

When they went out, Chi Shao grabbed Jiang Xuan and said with a serious expression: "Xuan, if too many people come in a while, you should run first and hide at the foot of the stone mountain. I will delay time for you."

Jiang Xuan said anxiously, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? I am the leader of the tribe!"

After speaking, Jiang Xuan was about to break free from Chi Shao and continued to run forward.

Chi Shao held Jiang Xuan tightly, and said, "Xuan, listen to me!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes were slightly red, and he turned to stare at Chishao.

Chi Shao looked into Jiang Xuan's eyes and said, "Listen to me, our Teng tribe is too small, there are only a few people, if the leader is gone, then everything will be gone."

"It doesn't matter if I die, as long as you are here, the tribe will be here."

Chi Shao stretched out her hand and stroked Jiang Xuan's face, and said gently, "I am only a relative like you, and I will never let you have an accident, understand?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes instantly turned red, he nodded with difficulty, and then rushed out resolutely, followed by Chi Shao, running to the front of him with all his strength.