"It turns out that's what Grandmother Earth meant!"
"Grandmother Earth is so good to us tribes in the wilderness."
"The shamans of the Black Monkey Tribe are indeed the embodiment of justice, and they can actually understand the meaning of Grandmother Earth."
"Hey, that's for sure, otherwise how could someone else be a witch?"
…
Everyone present suddenly realized this, and immediately admired Yang Cheng even more.
Only Hua Xuan felt something was wrong, twitching her cat ears and frowning.
This hateful guy obviously lost twenty beast corpses, twice as many as expected, but why weren't he happy at all?
The five totem warriors of the Valley Tribe were already in tears.
"Woooooooo..."
"Wow, Grandma Earth is so good to us!"
"Our tribe can be saved, our tribe can be saved!"
…
Gulu wiped the snot and tears on his face with his hands, then grabbed Yang Cheng's hand and shook it vigorously: "Shaman of the Black Monkey Tribe, thank you so much. Without you bringing the oracle of Grandmother Earth, we would have There’s a good chance the Valley Tribe won’t survive this winter.”
The strength of the totem warrior was so great that Yang Cheng's small body would be shaken to pieces by him.
Yan Hu next to him saw something was wrong and hurriedly helped Yang Cheng pull it out of Gulu's hand.
"This primitive man really repays kindness with hatred!"
Yang Cheng complained in his heart, rubbed his arm, found another piece of animal skin, and wiped the place where Gulu's hand had grabbed him when he wiped his tears and nose.
"Ahem, um, this totem warrior, do you still have grains like this somewhere?"
Yang Cheng coughed twice and asked about business.
"Wizard of the Black Monkey Tribe, you can just call me Gulu. This kind of millet is everywhere around our tribe."
Gulu nodded, wiped his tears and nose again, and asked curiously: "What? The shaman of the Black Monkey Tribe, do you still want such millet?"
"Yes, as much as you want, Grandmother Earth likes to eat this kind of millet." Yang Cheng's face was full of joy.
When Gulu heard this, his face was full of solemnity: "Since Grandmother Earth likes to eat this kind of millet, then I will definitely bring back some more."
But as he said this, Gulu's face became embarrassed again, "But if we go back and go back again, the exchange ceremony will have been closed. Without the guidance of the witch bones, I'm afraid we won't be able to find the way next time."
"Well!"
Yang Cheng choked, forgetting that the wilderness was so vast. Primitive people had weak brains and couldn't draw maps. It would be good if they could remember the way back. It would be difficult for them to find the way back, and Yang Cheng couldn't wait here for the exchange ceremony. The Chugu tribe came back.
"Then which direction is your tribe in the exchange ceremony?" Yang Cheng asked.
"In that direction, it takes nine sunsets to walk." Gulu pointed into the distance.
Yang Cheng looked in the direction of his finger, which was the northwest direction.
Yes, totally different.
When the Qingque tribe set out, they headed northwest to the exchange ceremony, so if they went back, they had to go back in the opposite direction, that is, southeast.
If we walked northwest for another nine days and spent a few more days picking more millet around the Valley Tribe, the return trip back to the Qingque Tribe would take more than twenty days.
At that time, winter might be coming.
Yang Cheng, Cang Shi, and Mu Qing said they would go back in about thirty days, and after more than twenty days, the tribe might have been panicked.
Forget it, these nearly three hundred kilograms of millet can also be used as seeds for sowing. Now with the twenty-one exiles, the Qingque tribe only has more than seventy people. Three hundred kilograms of seeds are enough for now.
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng said: "Okay, let's wait for the next exchange ceremony. After the next exchange ceremony starts, you should prepare more millet, and we will come to exchange with you again."
"okay."
Gulu naturally didn't care. The oracles who understood Grandmother Earth said that he would wait until the next exchange ceremony. Naturally, he had nothing to say and must take more millet to sacrifice to Grandmother Earth.
After the five people from the Valley tribe said goodbye to Yang Cheng, they each carried four seventh-level ferocious beasts and walked directly outside the exchange ceremony.
There was no need for them to stay at the exchange ceremony anymore. The bodies of the ferocious beasts had already been exchanged, and Gulu could not wait to go back and share the joy with his tribe.
But...
Looking at the five people from the Valley tribe, struggling to carry the corpse of the beast on their backs, swaying every step they took, they might not be able to return to their tribe in a month at this speed.
Yang Cheng sighed, called Gulu and others, and then directed Yanhu to make a towing stretcher amid their confused expressions.
He asked Gulu to put the beast's body on the towing stretcher and demonstrate how to drag it away.
Gulu suddenly understood, and then he was overjoyed. He asked several other totem warriors to go to the nearby woods to cut down trees and find vines. They learned how to make a few stretchers, tied the bodies of the ferocious beasts to the stretchers, and dragged them away.
This speed is actually much faster than when I was carrying the animal skin bag containing millet before attending the exchange ceremony.
When everyone onlookers saw this towing stretcher made by the Yangchengjiao Valley tribe, they all more or less understood. It seems that dragging things like this is much lighter than carrying or carrying things?
Just do it as soon as you think of it, and immediately everyone watching is eager to chop down trees and find vines.
After watching the onlookers leave and making sure that they would no longer hear the noise here, a certain wizard who had been holding back for a long time finally burst out laughing uncontrollably and regardless of his image.
"This is a good thing. It can keep us full and no one will starve to death again!"
After Yang Cheng laughed wildly, he loudly announced the great good news to Yanhu, Hongya and the others who were confused.
However, Yanhu, Hongya and the others were indifferent and looked at Yang Cheng with worried eyes.
"Witch, isn't our tribe already full and starving to death?" Yan Hu asked.
Everyone's reaction was extremely dull. Ever since Yang Cheng got rid of the net, the people of the Qingque tribe have been living a life without worries about food.
Although they had never seen the thing in front of them, after taking a bite, it was not very delicious. Even if they could eat it, so what?
"Hey, what do you know? I'm telling you, if this is a good thing, it is a good thing!"
Yang Cheng sniffed, feeling that the joy in his heart was dampened by these mediocre Yanhu and the others.
It seems that this life is too good, and what I do is too avant-garde, which is also a kind of trouble.
Yang Cheng felt the chill at the height for a while, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone, pack your things, we'll go back right away."
"Really?"
"Wu, are we going back?"
"Didn't you say tomorrow?"
Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it.
Yang Cheng grabbed a handful of millet in his hand and said with a smile: "I've got everything, why are you still here at the exchange ceremony? Put everything away.
Then, except for the fifth-grade ferocious beasts and the sixth-grade ferocious beasts, take all the meat of the other seventh-grade ferocious beasts and see what else can be exchanged in the exchange ceremony. Replace them all, we can’t take so much! "
"Wow!"
Everyone was howling with excitement and immediately took action.
