"Give me some."
Hua Xuan is so petite that she can only lift her head out of the big rock even when she stands on tiptoes.
Gulu listened to the voice, took a dozen more grains of millet into the animal skin bag, looked up, but did not see the speaker.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
"I'm here!"
Hua Xuan shouted again and patted the big rock twice.
Gulu followed the voice and saw Hua Xuan, then put the grains in his hand on Hua Xuan's outstretched little hand.
Hua Xuan got the grains, wiped the dust off them first, gave a few grains to Qiu Ye next to her, and then threw them into her mouth.
She chewed two mouthfuls, and then, under Gulu's expectant gaze, she spit out the grains on the ground with two "poohs" as expected.
Qiuye next to him frowned and spit out the grains in his mouth.
Gulu's eyes dimmed, and he and the other four shook their heads and sighed heavily.
Hua Xuan and Qiu Ye are the last people left in front of the big rock in their tribe. They don't like it and don't want to change, so no one is willing to change.
Hua Xuan noticed the appearance of the five people from the Valley tribe.
She rolled her eyes and asked, "Are you planning to exchange these things for the meat of ferocious beasts?"
Hope rekindled in Gulu's heart, he turned around hurriedly and said: "Yes, I plan to exchange for the meat of ferocious beasts. Do you want to exchange it? I can give you a cheaper price. These seven bags of millet only cost three... ...No, just two, two corpses of seventh-grade ferocious beasts will do!"
Hua Xuan looked at Gulu with a "foolish look" and said, "This thing called millet is so unpalatable, do you think I will change it?"
Gulu's face looked a little ugly, and he asked impatiently: "Since you don't want to change, why do you ask so many questions?"
"I won't change, but there's no one else who won't?" Hua Xuan clasped her hands behind her back and raised her head.
"Who?" Gulu was surprised and happy, and asked quickly: "Who will change with us?"
Hua Xuan smiled and said four words: "Black Monkey Tribe."
"Black Monkey Tribe?"
Gulu's eyes were confused.
"You don't know yet, right?" Hua Xuan continued: "A righteous tribe came to this exchange ceremony. They were protected by Grandmother Earth and were very enthusiastic and friendly to other tribes.
If you take these things called millet to the Black Monkey Tribe, they will definitely take five... well, ten! They will definitely give you ten seventh-level ferocious beasts in exchange. "
"Really?"
Gulu's face was full of surprise, but he said suspiciously: "You didn't lie to me? Is there such a good tribe?"
Hua Xuan said unhappily: "Hey, why did I lie to you? Go and ask other tribes if the Black Monkey Tribe is a very enthusiastic and friendly tribe?"
"Really? I'll ask."
Gulu still didn't believe it. He left the big rock and asked several tribesmen at the exchange ceremony.
Then after getting a definite answer, he ran back with a face full of joy, bowed to Hua Xuan, and said gratefully: "Thank you very much. I just found out that the Black Monkey Tribe is indeed the friendliest tribe in the exchange ceremony."
A smile appeared on Hua Xuan's face, and a cat-eared girl showed a fox's smile, "I didn't lie to you, I said the Black Monkey Tribe is the friendliest tribe, it is the friendliest tribe, you go quickly, you are late , their tribe may not have any seventh-grade ferocious beasts.”
"Yes." Gulu nodded heavily and shouted to his tribe.
The other four members of the Valley tribe suddenly became excited. They carefully tied the animal skin bags on the big rock, carried them on their backs, and followed Gulu in the direction of the Black Monkey Tribe.
Looking at Gulu and the others, they walked away.
Qiuye bent down and said worriedly: "Wu, can't we say this?"
"What's wrong?"
Hua Xuan glanced at Qiuye, then looked at Gulu and the others' backs proudly, and said, "Did I say something wrong? Didn't that hateful guy claim everywhere that they are the friendliest black monkey tribe?
When I asked the Valley Tribe to find him, didn't I give him another chance to perform?
Besides, that hateful guy has used clay pots to deceive thirty or forty seventh-grade ferocious beasts these days. What happened if I asked him to deceive ten seventh-grade ferocious beasts? "
"But... Wu, this is not good. After all, when we went back, we asked the Qingque tribe to take us across the river." Qiuye said worriedly.
Hua Xuan waved her hands indifferently and said, "What are you afraid of? Anyway, we don't have the Hegu tribe. Our tribe's name is that, even if that damn guy suffers a loss, he won't find us."
"witch……"
Qiuye wants to continue talking.
"Okay, okay, Qiuye, you are my miko, not his miko. Why do you think so much about him?"
Hua Xuan interrupted Qiu Ye's words, and said with a gloating smile: "Let's go, let's go and have a look from a distance. I can't wait to see that guy suffering a loss but can't say anything!"
***
Yang Chengzheng was lying boredly behind the big rock, throwing pieces of dried fish into his mouth.
This was the last bit of dried fish. A few days ago, Yang Cheng asked Hong Ya to stop selling dried fish and dried fish secretly, considering that he would have to eat dried fish and bacon on the way back.
With that big clay pot here, the Qingque Tribe would not be short of seventh-grade ferocious beast meat.
Every day, tribesmen come to exchange the meat of a seventh-grade ferocious beast for the right to use the clay pot. Sometimes, in order to snatch the right to use it first, not only one seventh-grade ferocious beast is thrown to Yang Cheng, but also two or three. .
However, in the past two days, there have been far fewer tribes exchanging the rights to use clay pots. After all, it has reached the end of the exchange ceremony, and they have almost exchanged the seventh-grade ferocious beasts in their hands.
Therefore, the smell of meat at the exchange ceremony has dissipated a lot in the past two days, allowing Yang Cheng to smell the real air for the first time in a long time and feel much more comfortable.
Sometimes smelling too much meat is not a good thing. Yang Cheng has been vomiting for the past few days.
Yanhu, Hongya and the others were lying aside doing nothing.
They were surrounded by corpses.
Don’t get me wrong, they are the corpses of ferocious beasts, including fifth-grade, sixth-grade, and seventh-grade ferocious beasts.
Fortunately, the corpse of the ferocious beast has a long shelf life and does not emit a stink. Otherwise, the big rock next to the Qingque Tribe would already be extremely smelly.
But even so, Yang Cheng stayed far away from the corpse of the ferocious beast. The ferocious beast's fangs and eyes were extremely wide when it was about to die. It was extremely terrifying to watch it for a long time. It would not require BGM on earth. , just by using some editing techniques when filming, it can also beat some bad horror movies.
That is to say, Yanhu and Hongya were not afraid at all. Instead, they were smiling and wanted to bring these ferocious beasts back to the tribe and let the tribe's totem warriors reach another level.
