Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

There is a plain on a large mountain range to the south, and the plain is surrounded by a mountain range. From the top down, it looks like a basin surrounded by mountains.

This plain occupies a huge area, and the locals call it a natural plain.

Because of its unique location, it shelters the plains from being disturbed by other places.

The natural plains are fertile, rich in resources, and surrounded by mountains and seas. Therefore, on this plain, there are about a dozen tribes, large and small.

The total number of all tribes is more than two thousand people.

Leaning on the coast, there is a valley about ten miles away. In this valley, there are about eighty to ninety people living in a tribe named Bailian in the Tianchan Plain.

The strength of the Bailian tribe belongs to the middle and lower reaches of the plain. In the past, they were a large tribe living in the fertile area in the middle of the Tiansan Plain. Only a few years ago, they defeated a rising tribe and were driven to live by the sea.

Although they usually don't have prey to eat, they can pick up some fish and shrimps that are washed ashore every day at the beach, and they will not starve to death.

On this day, all the members of the Bailian tribe left the tribe, looking for food at the beach as usual.

Basically, they can easily dig out the fish and shrimp hidden under the sand.

The icy sea breeze was blowing along the surface of the sea. Every member of the Bailian tribe couldn't help but fought a cold war. He gritted his teeth and trembled and said, "The most, why is it so cold these days?"

"Well, who knows, yes, if there is no food in the tribe, I would not come out to find something to eat."

"Oh, now I remember that when we controlled the central part of the Tianchan Plain, the prey was constant every day, so we didn't have to work hard. The prey was almost hit by ourselves. Tsk tsk, let's not say it, I'm drooling after talking too much. This sentence refers to an elderly man in the Bailian tribe.

At his age, in the Lihuo tribe, every day is basically sloping around and crushing the road, and it is finished by receiving some monthly salary at the designated time each month.

At the same age, they are in the Bailian tribe, but they still have to live by picking up food on the beach with a group of young people.

"Father, don't tell me, how long have we been driven out? Now in the Tianchan Plain, how many tribes still know how powerful our Bailian tribe was?" a middle-aged man said to the elderly.

"Oh, there are not many. There are four or five thousand people in the Tiansan Plain. With so many tribes together, who doesn’t know that our Bailian tribe and Heiteng tribe are the most powerful. But, this has been hit all the time, and my hair is white. Now, how many old tribes still remain? I heard that the Heiteng tribe was defeated not long ago, and they also moved to the beach."

"The patriarch said about this, but the Blackvine Tribe and us have always been enemies. What if they and us grab the beach?"

"I don't know this. It depends on the patriarch and what Master Li Ya said. If we fight, then we have nothing else to do. We must fight."

Such complaints can be seen basically every day. Almost every ten steps away, an old man gathers several young people to discuss the power of the white lotus in the past.

More than 40% of those who came to pick up fish and shrimps at the beach were old people who had witnessed the glory of the Bailian tribe. It was not a simple matter for them to forget the past of their tribe.

Just as the old man was talking, suddenly a stern voice came: "You are not looking for food well, what are you talking about here!"

The old man and his son were stunned, and immediately looked back, only to see a heroic and brave woman standing barefoot on the moist beach, with a healthy wheat skin, holding a handful of fish bones in her hand. Spear, frowned to look at everyone.

The old man knelt down immediately and said with trepidation, "Master Li Ya, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I shouldn't have said this."

The middle-aged man also knelt down to the woman named Li Ya, apologizing.

Li Ya frowned: "Get up quickly, only this time, not next time."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Seeing the two standing up, Li Ya looked around: "It's getting colder and colder. It's not easy for us to come out once. Everyone is clinging to it. This time, let's pick up more food and go back. Do you know?"

Fifty or sixty people scattered by the beach shouted loudly, and then bowed their heads and continued looking for fish and shrimp on the beach.

Li Ya took off a shabby animal skin from her back and placed it on the ground, and then fixed the animal skin with a bone spear in her hand. Then, she lowered her head and looked for it back and forth in the sand.

While looking, Li Ya suddenly heard a noisy sound.

Immediately, this heroic woman frowned, and she raised her head in dissatisfaction. Every time she took a team out to find food, there were always some old people who liked to talk to young people about the past.

It's fine to say it in the tribe at ordinary times, and everyone is just listening to the story to pass the time.

But is this looking for food? Everyone has listened to your story, and who has the time to do business.

Li Ya was dissatisfied, straightened up and walked in the direction of the noise, and yelled, "What's the matter? What's wrong again!"

When Li Ya came to the place where the noisy happened, she was stunned when she pushed everyone away and approached.

I saw that in the center surrounded by about twenty or thirty tribesmen, on a weird wooden sign made up of dozens of pieces of wood, lying there was a man covered in animal skins.

The man closed his eyes, and on his chest, there was a wooden spear that looked like a flagpole.

The surrounding Bailian tribe couldn't help drooling when they saw the animal skin on the man.

Prodigal, prodigal, one person wears so many animal skins, so what?

Ever since, someone who couldn't control the greed stretched out his hand to grab the animal skin from the man.

"Ahem!!!"

There was a violent cough, and a little bit of blood and seawater spewed from the man's mouth, which shocked everyone.

"Live, live, live!!!"

Li Ya was also taken aback, but she didn't expect the man in front of her to be alive.

She hurriedly pushed everyone away, moved her head up, and reached out to touch the skin of the man's neck.

Although it was cold, there was still some warmth.

Glancing at the man's pale face and the faintly foul-smelling wound on his chest, Li Ya was even more shocked, wondering if he didn't die from such an injury?

"Master Li Ya, this person..."

A member of the Bailian tribe asked.

Li Ya lowered her head and thought for a while: "First bring him up."

As he said, Li Ya lifted the raft by herself, and all the Bailian tribesmen came up to help.

When Lian Ren brought the raft to a safe place, Li Ya knelt on the ground, lying on the man's chest, with her head pointed toward the man's upper body, her ears close to the man's chest, to listen to his heartbeat.

When dong~dong~ the extremely weak heartbeat rang in her ears, Li Ya shook her head and said, "This person is going to die soon. Even if he is brought back, he will not be saved."

A circle of Bailian people immediately radiated a lustful light in their eyes: "What are you waiting for, Master Li Ya, this guy is wearing so many animal skins, hurry up and take it off."

"That's it, it's a waste, I even wear animal skins on my feet."

Everyone came up and grabbed the man as he spoke.

Li Ya shook her head and sighed without speaking.

Instinctively, Li Ya hated the tribe’s doing this, but as the tribe said, a dying person still wearing so many animal skins is a waste of resources.

Ever since, she didn't stop everyone.

However, when everyone's hands were about to meet the man, the man who should have been dying opened his eyes at this moment.

The eyes were blurred, and when the man saw Li Ya's appearance in a daze, an unpredictable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Snow, is that you? Where am I..."

Li Ya was taken aback. Not only her, but the Bailian people around him were also taken aback. They stopped their hands and looked straight at the man: "He, isn't he dead yet?"

Li Ya didn't answer, but frowned and looked at the man, wondering in her heart, Xue, who is she? It seems to be a woman's name.

Why did this man open his eyes and shout with snow first?