Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

Looking at the Tushan Mountain supported by the two guards, Usma nodded in satisfaction: "Come with me."

After speaking, he turned around, but did not notice the gloomy look of the rock behind him.

The restrained, timid Tushan followed Usma and walked outside the cave where everyone lived. Usma turned around and said indifferently to the mountain: "You wait here first."

Tushan, who was shrinking his neck, nodded and said, daring not to have any dissatisfaction.

Turned back into the cave, and after a while, he brought some meat and broth and put it on the ground: "Eat it."

Between words and expressions, Tushan was completely treated as a slave.

As the thief hinted, Usma understood that if there are good people in a tribe, there are also bad people.

The good guy did it, the bad guy did it by himself.

After following the thief for so long, Usma naturally learned the thief's set, and only by adding a sweet jujube to a stick can it win the hearts of the people.

Looking at Tushan, which is as cleverly as a cat, Usma nodded without leaving a trace, and at the same time admired the thief even more.

Soon, after Uxma waited for Tushan to finish eating, he settled in the cave at will, and then went back to rest on his own.

Nestled under a stone next to the cave entrance, Tushan curled up, looking at the starry sky with hollow eyes, in a daze.

He knew that since he ate the meat, he was a member of the Frost Valley tribe.

But for the unknown life afterwards, Tushan's heart was so flustered.

He was born in the bear and tiger tribe and has never had the experience of joining other tribes. When his father was still alive, he told him that ordinary tribesmen were taken away, and there were only two kinds of fate. Pervert as food.

The other is to be enslaved by other tribes, working uninterruptedly every day.

Moreover, it is still not full.

Tushan didn't know what kind of Frost Valley tribe was, so he didn't dare to think about it.

Just work. Although it is tiring, it is better to have something to eat than to starve to death.

Tushan thought in his heart that for a while, he couldn't help but reminisce about the meat that he had eaten just now and the thing called broth.

It's so delicious, if only you can eat it every day from now on.

When I was in the tribe, I had never eaten something so delicious.

That kind of hot, refreshing broth after drinking it, so delicious, I am afraid that the patriarch of the bear and tiger tribe has not eaten it.

With this thought in his heart, Tushan fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, he was wet by a shower of rain.

He opened his hazy eyes, squatted up, and tried to shrink himself.

Inside the cave, there was a hot light, and Tushan glanced back. Those should be the fire that the patriarch said, only the Frost Valley tribe has fire.

Damn, what am I thinking, now I am from the Frost Valley tribe.

Tushan shook his head vigorously, took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind.

"You got up so early?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into his ears, which made Tushan stunned. He looked up, only to find that it was Ji thief, so he was so panic that he stood up and stood there rigorously. The whole person looked very stiff.

Ji thief laughed: "Don't be nervous, get hungry, come in, come in and have a bite, by the way, grill it or something."

Tushan hurriedly shook his head upon hearing this.

"Not hungry?" Ji Thief asked.

Tushan licked his lips and honestly said: "Hungry..."

"Then come in and eat."

"I, I dare not."

Ji thief smiled when he heard the words, and suddenly grabbed Tushan's arm in the first hand: "Is there anything you dare not, come in, come in."

Speaking hard, he dragged Tushan into the cave.

In the cave, there were fifty or sixty tribesmen, all smiling, eating meat and drinking soup.

When they noticed the arrival of Tushan Mountain, these people stopped, and looked back at Tushan cautiously.

This appearance made the fearful Tushan even more at a loss.

The thief pointed to a random place with his chin, and said, "Sit down, Usma, bring him a piece of food."

Usma agreed, took a portion of food and handed it to Tushan, saying: "Here, take it."

Tushan was stunned, and pointed to the meat and broth: "Me, can I eat it?"

The thief nodded: "Of course, you will be able to eat these foods every day like everyone else."

Tushan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly poured the broth into his stomach.

Ji Zei smiled when he saw it. While drinking the broth, he said to Tushan: "Tushan, you don't need to work today. Later, after you finish eating, you will hide with everyone, understand?"

Tushan who drank the broth was puzzled: "Why?"

Aniu frowned upon hearing this, and hummed, "I want to call the Lord Warrior, understand?"

Tushan quickly changed his words: "My Lord Warrior."

The thief laughed. When the laughter fell, his face became gloomy: "It's nothing, but today is the day to hand in to the Black Mountain Tribe. You are not suitable to show up."

"Black Mountain Tribe!" Tushan was shocked.

Ji Thie said, "Is there a problem?"

Tushan opened his mouth to ask, but finally closed his mouth.

"Azhi." Ji Thief shouted.

After these two days, Azhi, who has almost formed a habit, immediately stood up with a cry, "Yes!"

"Although today is the day to hand in the black mountain tribe, but your training can't fall. In the morning, you should climb the mountain behind the valley first, and wait for the afternoon to start running, understand?"

Azhi's face was a little embarrassed: "But Lord Warrior, it's raining today."

Ji Zigululu took a sip of the soup: "Then you still have dinner today."

As soon as Ji Thief said this, Azhi immediately understood and straightened his chest hard: "Yes!"

Soon, everyone finished eating. Ji thief led several clansmen to clean up all the mess they left behind, and then watched the clansmen all enter the Houshan Valley. After all this was done, he, the fat elder, and A left-behind tribe, the three of them went on the Hengqiao, hiding under a clump of leaves protruding over the Hengqiao to avoid the rain, waiting for the Heishan tribe to come.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and no one was seen in the rain.

The patriarch who stood guard couldn't help but said to the thief: "Sir Warrior, I don't think the Black Mountain Tribe will come today. Or, let's let the people come back."

Ji Zei tilted his head and teased him: "What, are you disappointed?"

The guard shook his head: "It's not the Lord Warrior, I'm just thinking that the people are hiding in the mountains under the rain. After a long time, everyone's body will not be able to stand it. Moreover, snow her..."

With that said, the guard secretly glanced at Ji Thief's expression.

Now everyone in the tribe knows that the peaceful Ji thief can only be unable to control his emotions when facing the snow problem.

Now that he mentioned Xue's name, he was really afraid that he would be angered by Ji thief.

Listening to the guard's words halfway through his mouth and halfway through his belly, Ji Zei pursed his mouth, his face calmly said: "Don't worry, I know in my heart, even if the Black Mountain tribe doesn't come today, we can't go down."

The guard was stunned: "Why?"

"Don't you think that when we are all singing and dancing in the cave, the people from the Black Mountain tribe suddenly come? At that time, what will everyone do?" Ji Thief asked back.

With these words, I asked the guard.

"Shhh, they seem to be here."

At this moment, the old patriarch suddenly said.

The thief closed his mouth hurriedly and looked at the rain curtain in the valley.

A dozen figures appeared sparsely in the line of sight, and when those who walked in, Ji thief could see clearly, and the leader was the black bear.

"Open the valley gate."

Ji thief said calmly.

When the words fell, he had already got off the Hengqiao first.

Squeaky, the wooden door opened, Ji Thief’s face was piled up again to make him hate, but he had to smile so flatly.

"Master Black Bear!"

Ji Thief beckoned and shouted.

Along the way, the black bear who was constantly cursing the weather heard Ji Thief’s voice, his eyes swept over, first ignored him, and then set his eyes on the valley behind Ji Thief, and snorted: "What are you doing with the wooden door? ?"

Ji Zei rubbed his hands and smiled: "It's not that we have few hands and no one takes care of the prey we caught. Are you afraid that they will run away?"

Hearing this, the black bear's face became more chilly: "So, are you complaining to us?"

Ji thief quickly lowered his head, confessing his mistake: "I dare not, I dare not."

"Humph, go in."

"Okay, Lord Black Bear."

Seeing Ji Thief like this, the black bear gradually showed disdain and ridicule, and pushed Ji Thief away, and then strode into the valley.

More than a dozen Black Mountain tribesmen followed, pointing their fingers at Ji Thief one after another: "Haha, I saw that this guy didn't have it. It was amazing before. You dare to fight against our Black Mountain Warriors. Look at him like this."

Ji thief just kept nodding and bowing, one by one, all smiling back to please.

After all of them had entered, Ji Zei put away his smile and followed in with a cold expression.