Hua Xuan was completely dumbfounded.
Why is the situation in front of me different from what I expected?
She expected that the surrounding tribes would speak for the Valley Tribe and beg the "just Black Monkey Tribe" to give the beasts to the Valley Tribe.
But what he saw before him was completely the opposite.
Most of the people were blaming the Valley Tribe. Only a few people did not speak, but they did not help the Valley Tribe.
When did this hateful guy become so kind?
Fortunately, Yang Cheng said that he would exchange the ferocious beasts for things from the Valley tribe, which made Hua Xuan come back to her senses and feel a little proud:
"Hey, you fell into the trap. You lost the ferocious beast. You exchanged the ferocious beast for these things called millet. No matter how you think about it, you all suffered a loss.
Well, it was just a change of one ferocious beast that made him a little unhappy. The people of this valley tribe were also unhappy. Didn’t they all tell him that it was a change of ten ferocious beasts? "
Gulu was a little confused.
He wanted to continue begging Yang Cheng, but he didn't expect Yang Cheng to agree so decisively.
"Thank you, thank you Black Monkey Tribe." Gulu folded his hands on his chest and bowed solemnly to thank.
When the other tribes onlookers saw Yang Cheng agreeing to Gulu's request, they all shook their heads and sighed that the "Black Monkey Tribe" had suffered a loss, and deeply admired the "Black Monkey Tribe" for its magnanimity.
Yanhu didn't know why Yang Cheng wanted to exchange the corpses of seventh-grade ferocious beasts for these things, but Yang Cheng was a witch, and everyone in the Qingque tribe had to obey his orders.
So, without much thought, Yan Hu took the corpse of a seventh-level ferocious beast from the pile of corpses and threw it on the big rock.
The five people from the Valley tribe were overjoyed when they saw the corpse of the seventh-grade ferocious beast. They all nodded and bent down to thank Yang Cheng again, and then Gulu was about to take the corpse of the ferocious beast from the big rock.
But before his hand could touch the corpse of the ferocious beast, one hand pressed on the corpse of the ferocious beast first.
Gulu was stunned and looked up in the direction of his arm. It was Yang Cheng who stretched out his hand to suppress the beast's body.
This scene not only stunned Gulu, but also stunned the tribesmen who were watching.
What's the meaning?
Could it be that Yang Cheng regretted it and didn't plan to change it?
While everyone was stunned, Yang Cheng turned around and glared at Yan Hu, "Who asked you to bring a ferocious beast over?"
Yanhu was equally confused, and said: "Wu, didn't he say that you can exchange it for a seventh-grade ferocious beast?"
"He is a witch and I am a witch?" Yang Cheng asked: "Do you listen to him or to me? Should I trade it with a ferocious beast?"
"So Wu, do you mean to exchange for a few ferocious beasts?" Yan Hu asked carefully.
"Twenty heads."
Yang Cheng gently said a number.
"What, twenty heads?"
"Did I hear it wrong?"
"Wizard of the Black Monkey Tribe, what's going on?"
…
Before Yan Hu could make a sound in surprise, everyone around him exclaimed, feeling completely unbelievable.
Hua Xuan, who was watching the movement from a distance, suddenly widened her eyes.
Twenty beast corpses?
Are my ears hallucinating?
Wasn't it just one head?
Hua Xuan wanted Yang Cheng to lose the ferocious beasts, which was good, but ten ferocious beasts was the maximum she estimated.
In her opinion, if it exceeded this number, even if Yang became the face of the "Black Monkey Tribe", he would not be stupid enough to change it.
However, now Hua Xuan heard the number "twenty heads" from Yang Cheng's mouth with her own ears.
Hua Xuan couldn't believe it. She stretched out her hand and rubbed her cat ears. Could it be that the hair in her ears had grown much recently and she didn't clean it in time, so she was hallucinating?
Yanhu was stunned and asked: "Witch, what did you say? Twenty corpses of seventh-level ferocious beasts?"
"That's right, give them the corpse of the beast."
Yang Cheng nodded, not even looking at the shocked expression on Yan Hu's face. All his eyes were focused on the seven and a half tall animal skin bags in front of him.
Looking at the grains inside, Yang Cheng couldn't help but tilt his mouth slightly, trying to show a silly smile.
He was already in fantasy, imagining lying in the millet field when the ears of corn were yellow, smelling the unique fragrance of the millet, looking up at the high, blue sky through the gaps between the ears of corn, with marshmallow-like flowers in the sky. A white cloud...
Yanhu confirmed Yang Cheng's words, moved his mouth, wanted to say something, but held back, and finally waved to Hongya and Mai.
Hong Ya, Mai and the others took action together and took out the seventh-level ferocious beasts one after another from the pile of corpses and threw them in front of the Valley Tribe.
The five people from the Valley Tribe have been standing still for a long time.
Yang Cheng's words not only had a strong impact on the people around him, but also shocked the five people of the Valley tribe who were standing in front of him.
He stayed where he was, like a stake, his eyes empty.
A seventh-level ferocious beast already made them extremely happy, let alone twenty ferocious beasts!
"Bang!"
A sound brought everyone back to their senses.
Gulu only felt his eyes go dark, and a large figure attacked him. He hurriedly took a step back.
Looking carefully, it was the body of a seventh-grade ferocious beast.
And after the corpse of this ferocious beast, there were corpses of ferocious beasts one after another.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound continued until nineteen times before it stopped.
At this time, the corpses of ferocious beasts in front of Gulu had piled up as high as a hill.
Looking at the corpses of these twenty ferocious beasts, the five people from the Valley Tribe opened their mouths and widened their eyes. Everyone around them also exclaimed. They didn't expect that the "Black Monkey Tribe" would really give them what they said.
"The shamans of the black monkey tribe...these corpses...are they really for me?"
Gulu's voice trembled with excitement and he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He pointed at the corpse of the ferocious beast in front of him and then at himself.
"Yes, they are for you. Just take them and leave."
Yang Cheng was studying the grains in his hand, waving his hands without raising his head.
"Why, why?" Gulu asked.
"Hey, why do you have so many things to do? Just take it for you..."
Yang Cheng raised his head impatiently and saw everyone around him looking at him with doubtful eyes. He immediately reacted and quickly restored his persona of the "Justice Black Monkey Tribe".
"Ahem."
Yang Cheng coughed twice and said: "These ferocious beast corpses are prepared to be sacrificed to Grandmother Earth, but Grandmother Earth is the ancestral god who protects our tribes. She definitely doesn't want to see tribes in the wilderness perishing due to lack of food. Therefore, I gave the corpses of twenty ferocious beasts to your tribe on behalf of Grandmother Earth..."
Yang Cheng gave a random reason. In fact, the real reason was that Yang Cheng saw seven half-human animal skin bags containing two to three hundred kilograms of millet. He was overjoyed and was generous for once;
And it’s the same reason as before. There are too many corpses of ferocious beasts, and it’s too troublesome to bring them back. If you can, reduce them a little.
If other tribes knew that Yang Cheng was worried that there were too many corpses of ferocious beasts to take back, so he threw them to others, they would definitely vomit blood in depression.
They wanted to take the corpse of the ferocious beast back, but they didn’t even have the chance to take it back!
