Hearing these words, Rolos hurriedly advised: "Wuwuyi, this is too dangerous, you'd better give up the idea as soon as possible."
"How dangerous is it? I'm almost an adult! I've even caught several bison!"
"But riding on it is another story." Lolos explained, "When I was a child, one of my companions climbed a tree and fell from the tree, and accidentally fell on the back of a bison. The bison immediately went crazy. , rushing and jumping, we couldn't hold him back at all. He could still hug the bison at first, but the bison's endurance was much better than him. We could only watch as he ran out of strength and fell off the back of the bison. Come down. At first, he complained of pain, but after a while, it suddenly stopped hurting at all. No matter how much I pricked him, it didn't hurt. He died one night later."
"That's just because we haven't found a suitable method, right? As long as we can calm the bison..."
"Don't do such dangerous actions." Rolos warned seriously, "Otherwise, I will report to the chief and stop you from participating in the hunt."
This sentence obviously has a great deterrent effect on Wuwuyi.
"Okay, if you don't want to ride, I won't ride. Anyway, it's not me who is underestimated."
She turned her head away angrily and stopped talking.
"There are not many people in our tribe, so it's natural for us to be looked down upon." Lolos comforted him, "Just bear with it, in a few days, we will move west. You won't be able to see Hestein's group. ”
"Relocation?" Wuwuyi was stunned, "Isn't it still early? The candidate for the new priest has not been decided yet?"
"The atmosphere nearby is not right. There should be a large-scale conflict between Hestein's group and the Aztlan Empire. Hestein and the others have already found our tribe. If they don't retreat quickly, they will definitely be involved in the fight. middle."
"In this comparison, I support Hestein more." Wuwuyi raised his head, "They are just a little arrogant, but the Aztlan Empire asks us for tribute and sacrifices every year. Why do we Aren’t you going to help Hestein fight?”
"Wuwuyi, there is a proverb in our tribe." Lolos smiled and patted Wuwuyi on the head, "'The lion protected the moose from the wolves, it must be because he didn't want to have an empty stomach for dinner'. Remember it."
"Pretending." Wuwuyi snorted unhappily, "I'm not a moose."
"Then what are you?"
"White bear!" Wuwuyi shook the wolf fur on his hat and raised his paws in a pretentious manner, "When the lions come, beat the lions, and when the wolves come, beat the wolves!"
While talking, several tribesmen who had chased the wolves ran back from a distance. Wuwuyi suddenly frowned - they didn't have a gray wolf on their sticks, and they were running in a hurry, even extinguishing the torches in their hands.
"What's wrong? Is there anything dangerous over there?"
She jumped off the gray wolf and stepped forward to ask. In response, the tribesmen nodded.
"Is it a grizzly bear?" Wuwuyi became interested, "Give me a torch, I will go up and fight it! I have long wanted bearskin clothes like my father!"
The tribal people shook their heads again and again.
Wuwuyi became even more interested: "Is it the rare white bear?"
Only then did those people calm down and replied nervously: "It's the Aztlan people! We saw Aztlan appearing nearby!"
"Aztlan?" Wuwuyi frowned, "Our tribute should have been paid in full this year. What are they doing here now?"
"It must be the same reason as Hestein's group." Lolos said, "They all want to win the support of as many tribes as possible."
"You're here just in time!" Wuwuyi untied the flying hammer tied to the gray wolf's leg and rushed out in the direction pointed by the group of people. As he ran, he waved to the back, "Follow Ten Come here alone!"
"Wuwuyi! What are you going to do?"
“When the lions come, fight the lions; when the wolves come, fight the wolves!”
"Stop her quickly!" Rolos stamped his feet anxiously, "Pull her back!"
"Mother Goddess of Wind, blow away my voice; Mother Goddess of Earth, cover my footprints; Goddess of the Sun, cast my body into darkness; Goddess of Moon, drive death away from me..."
A long chant sounded from Wuwuyi's mouth. In the blink of an eye, her body was hidden in the prairie and could not be found.
"You can't bring her back." The tribesmen shrugged, "She is the chief's daughter and can do magic."
"Then we have to bring it back! If there is a conflict with the Aztlan Empire now, it will be a big problem!"
But Wuwuyi has used magic to hide her whereabouts. As long as she is on this prairie, no one can find her traces. Except for her, there is a high probability that anyone else who comes close to the Aztlan people will be discovered. There was no other way. Lolos could only ask the tribesmen to pick up the gray wolf that Wuwuyi killed as a gift to the Aztlan people, and then bite the bullet and walk in the direction where the Aztlan people appeared. go.
In order not to appear panicked, they could not run but had to keep a calm pace. But thinking that Wuwuyi might hit the Aztlan people in the dark at any time, their pace inevitably became faster.
"I hope Wuwuyi can wait a little longer after seeing that no one is following her." Rolos prayed silently in his heart. "After all, she is the chief's daughter. She will not rush towards a group of Aztlan people alone."
The prayers seemed to make a difference. They saw Wuwui hiding behind a rock, but there were no Aztlan moans around him. Rolos breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and lectured: "Don't conflict with the Aztlan people. There are too many of them. As long as one person runs back, he will bring dozens of people with him." return……"
Rolos' voice stopped suddenly. He noticed that something was wrong with Wuwuyi. Not only was his face pale, but his palms were cold.
She turned her head stiffly, her eyes as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world: "I just saw...ten...twenty...seventy...ninety...Lolos, What’s the number after ninety-nine?”
"One hundred. Then one hundred and one, one hundred and two, like our entire tribe, there are five hundred people."
"No, it's much more than a hundred, five hundred, seven hundred, nine hundred, nine hundred and ninety-nine... Rolos, what's after nine hundred and ninety-nine?" Wu Wuyi's frightened eyes showed something Very confused, "Lolos...I...I can't count them."
"After one hundred comes one thousand. Normally we don't use this number." Lolos realized the seriousness of the problem, "You mean, the number of people in Aztlan can reach one thousand?"
"No... much more than a thousand."
"How many people are there?"
"I can't count them... they are like ants... many more than ants!"
"No need to count them one by one." Rolos comforted her, "Just recall, how many times longer is their queue than our tribe?"
"How many times? Three, four, five...six! About six times. Their queue is six times longer than our tribe!"
"Three thousand people." Lolos took a breath, "What's going on? Are the entire Aztlan empire migrating here?"
"The wolves... there are too many." Wuwuyi grabbed Rolos' hand in fear, "Are all these people here to negotiate with my father?"
