Yang Cheng was a little panicked.
If you have access to the Internet.
Yang Cheng will probably take out his mobile phone and post on the forum to ask:
【urgent! What should you do if you are surrounded by sixteen burly men? 】
But Yang Cheng is now in a primitive society, and it is very likely that it is not a primitive society on earth.
There is no such thing as the Internet, and it is certain that Yang Cheng will never see it again in his life.
Therefore, facing the scorching gazes of sixteen burly men, he could only solve the problem by himself.
But Yang Cheng slowly stretched out his hand, showed an awkward but polite smile, and tried to say hello: "Hey, um, how are you..."
However, the sixteen sturdy men remained motionless, staring at Yang Cheng with burning eyes.
Just as Yang Cheng was thinking about whether to take the next step, such as explaining his identity and saying that he was their new wizard.
Yan Hu suddenly took a step forward.
Then the totem on his chest flickered.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt a surge of heat in his body.
Then the energy spontaneously appeared with a thin line invisible to the naked eye, vaguely connecting the energy to the totem on Yanhu's chest.
next moment.
The totem on Yanhu's chest stopped flashing and lit up completely.
When the other totem warriors saw this, they were very excited!
He also took a step forward and lifted the animal skin from his chest.
Inspiring the power of totems one by one!
Immediately, Yang Cheng felt that the energy in his body shot out thin lines again, connecting with these warriors.
The totems on the chests of the soldiers lit up one by one.
"It's a witch! He is a witch!"
"Only the witch can mobilize the power of the totem in us, and he is right!"
"Great! Great!"
The soldiers were excited.
Yan Hu took a step forward, with tears in his eyes, and knelt in front of Yang Cheng.
"Yanhu meets the witch!"
Cangshi was so excited that he prostrated himself:
"Cangshi meets the shaman!"
The other totem warriors also showed their appearance and bowed down together:
"Mai meets the witch!"
"Spear meets the witch!"
"Meet the witch!"
"Red Fang meets the witch!"
…
Like the tribesmen, some totem warriors have two names, some have one.
But these are not what Yang Cheng pays attention to.
Yang Cheng's attention was entirely on the chests of these warriors.
Of course, Yang Cheng is not gay.
These totem warriors are all male, and there is no female, which is not enough to attract the interest of a normal male.
Yang Cheng's eyes were actually on the totems on the chests of these totem warriors.
The totems of the totem warriors are all the same.
They are all in the shape of a bird.
It's just that the colors are different in shades, and the totems are transformed into different details.
Just like the Yanhu at the front.
His totem is the darkest in color, red, and the totem he transformed into is also the most detailed, with claws and the outline of wings.
Unlike the totems of other warriors, which are a bit rough, no details can be seen except that it is roughly a bird.
"It seems that totem warriors are also divided into levels. The darker and clearer the totem color is, the greater the power of this totem warrior.
Judging from the totems of the warriors, they are all in the shape of a bird. This may be related to the fact that my tribe is called "Qingque". "
Yang Cheng analyzed it in his mind and came to these conclusions.
This was also a helpless move for him.
It stands to reason that this knowledge will generally be passed on from the previous witch to the next witch.
But the shamans of the Qingque tribe didn't even talk to Yang Cheng, so they were speechless.
Therefore, Yang Cheng had to observe this knowledge himself.
As for asking people, for example, Mu Qing, Yang Cheng had just communicated with him.
Because Mu Qing did not inherit the talent of witchcraft, although he had been with witchcraft for a long time, he knew very little about witchcraft and could not explain why he came here.
"By the way, there's also the animal skin bag."
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng thought of the animal skin bag Mu Qing gave him just now, which contained the belongings of the previous witch. He hadn't had time to look at it yet, and maybe he could find out some witch knowledge from it.
Of course, dealing with the immediate matter is most important.
"You all get up." Yang Cheng waved his hand.
The witch is the leader of the tribe, and everyone dare not disobey him.
After hearing Yang Cheng's words, the totem warriors all stood up.
However, they still looked at Yang Cheng with fanatical eyes.
After asking them to stand up and being stared at by them again, and because they had just met, Yang Cheng didn't know what to say.
He thought for a moment that eating was the best way to get closer to strangers.
"Well..." Yang Cheng pondered for a while and asked: "You have just come back, you must be hungry. Let's go back first. I will have someone get you some meat to eat."
The totem warriors have been out for the past few days, trying to hunt for intermediate-level ferocious beasts to extend the lives of the witches.
As for food, I didn’t eat much.
Now when I heard Yang Cheng mention eating,
Immediately, the stomachs of some totem warriors began to growl.
Among them, Yanhu's belly was particularly loud.
This was the first time for Yang Cheng to hear a person's stomach growling as loudly as a pig, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.
When Yanhu saw Yang Cheng looking at him, his big face couldn't help but blush, and he hesitated: "Witch...I..."
"Okay." Yang Cheng waved his hand, smiled, turned to Mu Qing and said, "Mu Qing, go back quickly and let Yan Lin and the others bring out more meat."
The old guy Mu Qing ran very fast and left Yang Cheng behind just now. Yang Cheng still remembered it.
"Yes, Wu."
Mu Qing responded, let go and ran away.
In just a few seconds, the figure disappeared in a flash.
And waiting for Yang Cheng to lead Yan Hu to the open space at a "slow" speed.
A large pile of meat has been piled up in the open space.
There are also a group of people from the Qingque tribe waiting there.
Seeing the hunting team returning in large numbers, the tribesmen who stayed behind in the Qingque Tribe cheered in unison!
After cheering.
Yang Cheng asked Yan Lin to take the people and distribute the meat to the totem warriors.
Three pieces of meat per person.
Because they need to replenish their energy and blood and consume the power of totems on weekdays, the amount of food they eat is three times that of ordinary tribesmen.
The totem warriors were obviously starving.
He took the meat and chewed it hard.
Seeing this situation, Yang Cheng raised his forehead, why was he eating raw meat again?
"Yanhu, stop, you wait until it's cooked before eating." Yang Cheng stopped him.
"Roasted? Isn't there no fire in the tribe?"
When Yanhu and others heard this, they were greatly puzzled.
Yang Cheng didn't explain. He turned around and said, "Yan Lin, hurry up and light a fire."
"Okay, Wu."
Yan Lin had already had the idea of showing off, so she hurriedly agreed, and then excitedly found dry pine wood, small sticks, and other hay for making fire.
Under the puzzled eyes of Yanhu and other totem warriors.
Yan Lin placed these things in the open space and dug out the wood.
In less than three minutes,
Yan Lin lit up a fire with ease.
Then she turned her head, raised her two tiger ears, and said proudly: "Father, you can eat cooked meat now."
