"Wizard of the Black Monkey Tribe, are you looking for me?"
Donkey River from the Donkey Tribe showed a surprised expression and pointed at himself.
Just now he was talking about exchanging the exiles for clay pots, but when he saw a bunch of tribesmen taking out things like witchcraft and fifth-grade ferocious beasts, Donkey He didn't dare to say anything more.
Compared with these things, the exiles are like minions.
So seeing Yang Cheng suddenly calling him, Luhe didn't react for a moment.
"That's right, it was you who called me."
Yang Cheng smiled and waved again.
After confirming that Yang Cheng called him over, Lu He suddenly became excited.
What is that pottery pot? It is an artifact given by Grandmother Earth. Being able to trade an exile for an artifact is like being chosen by the gods!
Donkey He walked up to Yang Cheng at a loss, his voice trembling as he spoke: "That Black Monkey, the shaman from the Monkey Tribe, you asked me to change with me..."
"Yes, you just said you would trade ten exiles with me for clay pots?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.
"Yes, ten..." Donkey Hexia nodded meaningfully and responded, "No, no, fifteen! I'll give you three-handed exiles and Wu in exchange."
"Hmm..." Yang Cheng did not agree immediately. He pondered for a moment and asked, "How many exiles do you have, and how did they get them?"
In order to change to a clay pot, Lu He had no resistance to Yang Cheng's questions, and the answers were very simple.
"The exiles I have have four hands, plus one finger, that's twenty-one people."
Donkey River crossed his fingers and quickly figured it out, and said: "These exiles have all lost their shamans. After losing their totems, they saw our donkey tribe passing by and wanted to survive, so they begged us to help them find someone who could survive." tribe.
We took them with us and rushed to other tribes. If any tribe wanted them, we would give them the exiles. If they didn’t want them, we would take the exiles and continue on our way. "
Having said this, Lvhe laughed and said quickly: "Of course, we will give the exiles to other tribes, and the other tribes will give us something. After all, along the way, the exiles will have nothing to eat or drink. It is the ferocious beast hunted by the totem warriors of our donkey tribe. Without us, they would not be able to survive at all."
Yang Cheng smiled and nodded.
This is very reasonable. The donkey tribe's way of survival is more like a business trip in the wilderness, and it is the preliminary prototype of merchants in the wilderness.
Yang Cheng asked again: "Then why did you only give us fifteen exiles and not give us the remaining six exiles together?"
Lu He's eyes widened. He was very surprised that Yang Cheng could instantly count the number of exiles without using his fingers.
He is worthy of being a witch from the Black Monkey Tribe. Even though he has such powerful witchcraft power, he can still count the number of people so quickly.
Donkey He came back to his senses and said: "That's what a tribe asked for last time. They said that if we bring more people over this time, they will give us a lot of good things, even witch dominoes."
"I see." Yang Cheng suddenly thought about it and said, "Let's do this. I want all the remaining exiles. Each exile will give you a seventh-grade ferocious beast, and then I will give you three more. Witch dominoes.”
As Yang Cheng spoke, he casually took out three witch dominoes from his animal skin bag containing them and handed them to Lu He.
This scene not only shocked Lv He, but also everyone around him was dumbfounded.
They could see clearly that Yang Cheng's animal skin bag was heavy, and Yang Cheng casually took out three witch dominoes from it. Doesn't that mean that they were all filled with witch dominoes?
"Come on, go on, don't you want it?"
Seeing that Lu He was in a daze and had not yet taken the witch tiles from his hand, Yang Cheng reminded him.
"I want it, I want it, the shaman of the Black Monkey Tribe, let's go trade now?"
Donkey He reacted with ecstasy on his face. He quickly took the witch domino from Yang Cheng's hand, and at Yang Cheng's signal, he hugged a clay pot.
Yan Hu, Hong Ya and others nearby heard the conversation between Yang Cheng and Lu He and laughed from ear to ear.
What is the Qingque tribe lacking now? It’s not food, it’s people!
Twenty-one people are almost half of the current number of Qingque tribe!
Yang Cheng shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I'll go with you later. I still have some things to finish."
With that said, Yang Cheng turned around and looked at everyone present.
The eyes of everyone present were blazing, and everyone was looking at the last clay pot.
It is also the most beautiful one with a diameter of more than half a meter.
Everyone wants it, even if they can't get it, they still want to see whose hands the biggest clay pot ends up!
Yang Cheng said loudly: "Everyone, the six pottery pots have been distributed, and there is only one pot left. So which tribe will it belong to in the end?"
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
At this moment, the exchange ceremony was extremely quiet, and no one made a sound. It could be said that at this moment, even a stone falling on the ground could be heard clearly.
"It belongs to every tribe!"
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Yang Cheng announced loudly:
“This is the artifact given to us by Grandmother Earth, and it is the most exquisite one. Therefore, I decided to follow Grandmother Earth’s wishes and give it to every tribe.
During the opening time of the exchange ceremony, every tribe can enjoy it! "
Everyone in each tribe was stunned. They were quiet for a moment, and then burst into an unprecedented burst of wild shouts.
After everyone cheered wildly for a while.
Yang Cheng added: "But the artifact is a divine artifact after all, and it was given by Grandmother Earth, so before using it, each tribe must give me a seventh-grade ferocious beast, and I will sacrifice it to Grandmother Earth after I return. Everyone’s sincerity toward Him.”
"It should be to bring out a seventh-grade ferocious beast."
"That's right, this is a sacred artifact. It is meant to be sacrificed to Grandmother Earth!"
"Yes, yes, if our tribe didn't have a sixth-grade ferocious beast, I would have sacrificed it to a sixth-grade ferocious beast!"
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Everyone in the tribe strongly agreed with Yang Cheng's proposal and had no objection to him taking it back as a sacrifice to Grandmother Earth.
Because these pots were brought by Yang Cheng from Grandma Earth, it was appropriate for him to take them back to offer sacrifices.
Of course, except for the cat-eared girl Hua Xuan.
Hua Xuan couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard that Yang Cheng said that using a clay pot, everyone would bring a ferocious beast back to him for sacrifice.
Although I don’t know where the clay pot came from.
What Hua Xuan was sure of was that Yang Cheng was definitely talking nonsense. These pots were definitely not given to him by Grandmother Earth.
And if possible, Hua Xuan would be the first to expose Yang Cheng's tricks.
But now, looking at the exchange ceremony, every tribe showed enthusiasm for Yang Cheng, and they were almost sure that he was the "Son of God".
Hua Xuan thought about it, it was better not to provoke public anger.
And isn't it just a seventh-grade ferocious beast? Just give it to him. I haven't tasted the taste of boiled meat for more than ten sunsets...
