Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

If it is said that the tribesmen who watch the night in the tribe work hard, then the tribes who stand guard have to work even harder.

Standing on the cross bridge, the cold wind whizzed through, wishing to freeze people alive, so much so that the clansmen who stood guard shrank their necks and hid themselves in animal coats.

When Ji thief came holding the brazier, the two clansmen standing guard on the Hengqiao were outside, and the other was in the simple lounge built at the end of the Hengqiao, wrapped in animal skins to keep warm.

Hearing a movement, the tribe who was standing outside with his neck tucked in the skin of the animal immediately stirred and shouted, "Who!"

"I."

The voice of Ji thief came, and the clansman who stood guard was taken aback: "Master Patriarch, is it you?"

Ji Thief gave a hum, glanced at the clansman whose cheeks were cracked by the cold wind over the past few days, and said, "It's so cold outside, why are you still standing outside? On both sides of the bridge, aren't there a rest room for shelter from the wind?"

The clansman standing guard smiled shyly: "Master Aniu said that the guarding of the cross bridge is a tribal event and must not be neglected. It doesn't matter if we are cold, as long as the safety of the tribe is guaranteed."

The thief shook his head: "The house on the edge of the bridge has a window for outward investigation. It's so cold, listen to me, you can stand guard when you go in."

The clan member hesitated, and finally nodded to the thief: "Yes, patriarch."

The thief handed the brazier to the tribe: "Go to the house and light the fire to keep warm. Remember, don't forget to open the door. Otherwise, the carbon dioxide from the charcoal fire will make people uncomfortable. ."

The tribe's face was dumbfounded: "What, what two?"

"Nothing, go." Ji Thief smiled: "I have to give other people a brazier."

"Yes, Lord Patriarch!"

Waved, the thief turned and crossed the bridge with Tushan Usma.

After they left, the standing guard entered the lounge on the cross bridge with a brazier. When he entered, the rested companion opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and then wondered: "Why did you come in? So soon Is it time?"

The tribe shook his head: "The patriarch came just now."

"What! The patriarch is here? Why don't you tell me? It's broken, this time is broken, the patriarch must know about my rest. What should I do now?"

The tribe put down the brazier, glanced at the flustered companion, and hummed: "The patriarch has no time to take care of you. The patriarch came here because he was afraid that we would be cold and sent us the brazier."

When the words fell, his companion was stunned: "Send, send the brazier?"

"Of course, otherwise you will do it."

As he spoke, the tribe lit the brazier, squatted in front of the coal fire, and stretched out his hand to keep warm.

"It's so warm."

His companion came up: "The patriarch really gave us the brazier personally just now?"

"Nonsense, it wasn't from the patriarch, or I stole it? Oh, I grew up so big, and back and forth three tribes, our patriarch is really good for everyone."

"Who said no? The patriarch of mine before, if he feels a little unsatisfactory, he will hit us with a stick to vent his anger."

Seeing his companion stretched out his hand, the tribe said: "You will be roasting the fire. Don't forget that you should go out and stand guard later."

"I know."

"But the patriarch said, it's snowing and cold outside, so we can just stand guard in the lounge."

"The patriarch is really nice."

"It's up to you."

This kind of dialogue occurs in every department where it is night.

All the clansmen are impressed by the hard work of Ji Thief at night, one by one sending braziers to warm everyone.

After all night, the sky became colder and the snow heavier.

But everyone's heart is warm.

The heavy snow continued for three days.

Three days later, the thief opened the door early in the morning, yawned, took out the shovel made long ago from the room, and started shoveling snow.

Some clansmen woke up one after another, and when they saw Ji Thief who was shoveling snow, they all raised their hands to say hello.

For this, Ji Thief just smiled slightly.

"Master Patriarch, let me come."

Seeing Ji Thief's busy appearance, many clansmen who were intrigued by Ji Thief's kindness said loudly.

In response to this, Ji Thief waved his hand, smiled cheerfully, and shouted through the snow: "No, it's so cold this day, I'll shovel and shovel the snow to get warm."

"Then let's help the patriarch." The clansmen also stood in front of their door and shouted.

Ever since, they ran out and threw the snow to the side with both hands.

Seeing this, Ji Thief smiled: "How can I do such a fool, Tushan, give everyone the extra shovel."

Tushan agreed, turned back to Ji Thief's room, took out the shovel that Ji Thief had made before, and threw it over.

Everyone caught it and joined the snow shovel army.

Nearly a while, the snow in the valley had only cleared only a quarter.

A few winding roads connect everyone's houses, which are enough to allow the people to travel freely without stepping on the snow.

Holding Mu Shu in his hand, Ji Zei wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked up at the gray sky in the distance, and sighed: "Look at this, this snow will last for several days."

Tushan sighed next to Ji Thief, "Isn't that colder? Really, what do you do with such a heavy snow, I still like summer."

Ji Thief glanced at Tushan: "It’s not like you let the heat become a dog in summer? The snow is good. The heavier the snow is, it proves that our income will be higher in the coming year. Those wheat have been planted for half a year. Without watering or snowing, they will die of drought. The wheat is gone, what shall we eat next year? Eat wheat seedlings."

Tushan stalked his neck and said, "Isn't there still prey?"

Ji Zei spit out his tongue: "Everyone who eats meat is getting tired of eating meat every day. I now think that the wild vegetables and wheat we grow can be harvested. After all, the combination of meat and vegetables is good for health."

When Tushan wanted to say something more, he saw that from a distance, Usma was excited and ran from the thigh-deep snow. While running, he shouted loudly, "Master Patriarch. , Lord Patriarch, good thing, good thing!"

Ji thief was taken aback, turned his head to look.

When Xing Xue came to the Ji thief, Usma shook with the snow flakes on her body, and said with a smile: "Master Patriarch, Loom, I made it!"

Ji Zei was a little surprised: "Really?"

Usma patted her chest with pride on her face: "Of course it is true. Do I have to lie to you, the patriarch?"

Ji thief was happy for a moment: "Look, this is just too much trouble."

As he said, Ji Thief couldn't help crying: "For more than sixty days, more than sixty days, it is finally done."

As he said, the thief shook his head at Usma: "Go, take me over and have a look."

Usma agreed and stepped aside: "Master Patriarch, come with me."

How happy or worried, here, Ji Zei is very happy because of the successful development of the loom. However, some people are shivering till now, scolding Ji thief.

The eastern plain went east for about a day, and there was a cliff. Standing on the cliff and looking into the distance, it was about half a day away and there was an endless ocean.

This place is regarded as the treasure of the future Lihuo tribe by the thief. It is a treasure that can be developed as long as the Qingfeng tribe is defeated and the boat is made.

However, in such a precious place, at this time, there is an unexpected guest.

The closest place to the cliff is fifty to sixty meters, which is steep and difficult to climb.

At this time, there is a natural cave on the cliff close to the ground.

Inside the cave five or six meters deep, there was a shivering woman lying.

"Damn, damn, all damn! Ji Thief, A Jie, all damn!"

A sound of cursing came out of her mouth. When the woman was cursing, she did not forget to sneeze a few times.

This person was not someone else, it was after the pit agreed with A Jie was destroyed, he could only be the lingering Mulian hiding on the east coast.

At this time, Mulian grabbed A Jie and gave it to her. The thin, almost pitiful animal skin wrapped her body and her cold teeth trembled.

She glanced at the various animal bones on the ground, and her heart sank instantly.

She is very clear that there is no food to satisfy her hunger in the cave...