In autumn, the warm sunshine shines on everyone, making them very comfortable.
But Yang Cheng was a little anxious.
After listening to Tieniu's words, the joy on Yang Cheng's face froze before it was fully revealed, and he hurriedly asked: "Why?"
"I don't know much about this either." Tieniu said, "I just heard from witches that it might be related to the totem."
"Is it related to totems?"
Yang Chengshen frowned.
Tieniu probably didn't lie to him.
Because there was no need for Tieniu to lie to him. If he didn't want to lend him the Witch God Card, he could have just not said it when he first asked. There was no need to tell him later that he had to belong to a tribe in their ancestral land to use it.
In this case, if Yang Cheng wants to be promoted to an intermediate witch, he must take the Qingque tribe back to his ancestral land and snatch the witch god card back from the Black Monkey tribe.
Well, there is always a battle with the Black Monkey Tribe!
Yang Cheng thought for a while, raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, Tieniu, we are leaving."
Tieniu reluctantly said: "Shaman of the Black Monkey Tribe, are you leaving now? Tieniu, I can't bear to leave you..."
The corner of Yang Cheng's mouth twitched. Faced with the resentment in Tieniu's eyes, he turned around and nuzzled at Hongya. Hongya understood and stepped forward to pat Yanhu on the shoulder.
Suddenly, Yan Hu cried louder.
But he immediately and resolutely separated from Shili, walked over, wiped his tears, picked up a few animal skin bags, and walked forward.
Yang Cheng also stepped onto the bamboo raft and shouted to several totem warriors: "Let's go quickly."
He left here as if he was running away, and the eyes of Tie Niu and the others behind him felt like a thorn in his back.
"Phew—be careful next time, don't deceive the primitive people too much."
Yang Cheng reminded himself.
Everyone was not far from the light curtain of the exchange ceremony, and stepped out of the edge of the light curtain in two or three steps.
"Buzzing..."
As soon as he stepped out of the light curtain of the exchange ceremony, Yang Cheng felt an animal skin bag next to him vibrate, emitting a white light that even the animal skin bag could not cover.
Yang Cheng looked over doubtfully and opened the animal skin bag.
What this animal skin bag contains is nothing else but a lot of witch bones.
The top one is the witch bone that the Qingque Tribe participated in this exchange ceremony. The dozen or so bones below are the witch bones that were obtained from the Black Snake Tribe, which the Black Snake Tribe snatched from other tribes.
At this time, these witch bones were glowing white and undergoing changes.
The black squares and black dots on each witch bone gradually disappeared, and then mysterious and mysterious witch texts appeared one by one, returning to the way it looked before the witch bones were opened.
Yang Cheng remembered that when he got the witch bones from Qiu Ye before, he heard her explain that each tribe would get a new witch bone before leaving the exchange ceremony.
It seems that the current transformation of the witch bone is to become a new witch bone.
Hmm... there are more than a dozen witch bones. It’s not too much to change each witch bone’s witchcraft, right?
Yang Cheng rubbed his chin, planning to exchange these witch bones with other tribes for something good before the next exchange ceremony.
Then he glanced at the witch bones casually, and was about to tie the animal skin bag again.
Suddenly Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed and he realized something was wrong.
There is nothing wrong with the dozen or so witch bones underneath. The witch bones are white and hard. They are made of the bones of unknown ferocious beasts. Black witch inscriptions like tadpoles float quietly on them.
But the light from the witch bone brought by the Qingque Tribe at the top is not white, but faintly golden.
Yang Cheng took out his hand and took the witch bone in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The witch bones are still hard and white, and golden light comes from the tadpole-shaped witch inscriptions on them.
"How is this going?"
Yang Cheng was a little confused about the situation. Why were the shaman bones of their tribe different from other shaman bones?
It looks more advanced, more upscale?
Yang Cheng thought for a while, looking at the changes in the shaman bones and the performance of his Qingque tribe in this exchange ceremony.
I think there is a possible explanation.
Is it true that this time the Qingque tribe exchanged a lot of things and gained a lot in the exchange ceremony?
When I left the exchange ceremony, I was recognized as a large tribe, so the witch bones were automatically upgraded. The next time I participate in the exchange ceremony, I will not participate with the small tribe, but upgrade and join the large tribe instead?
Yang Cheng thought it was very possible, and was slightly excited, so that was fine.
I have seen small tribes’ things in this exchange ceremony, and there are only a few of them. Apart from a few witchcrafts, there is nothing worth exchanging, and most of the witchcrafts are repetitive.
If you go to a big tribe to exchange for a grand ceremony, you will definitely get more good things.
But before that, the tribe's strength must be improved.
As the saying goes, no one is guilty of possessing a jade. This time it is because the strength of the Qingque tribe is above average. There are ten people, and among them are sixth-grade totem warriors.
Tribes that can participate in higher-level exchange ceremonies must be stronger. For example, sixth-grade totem warriors may be the lowest match...
"Wu, there are people following us."
While Yang Cheng was thinking, Yan Hu suddenly slowed down, walked to the side of the raft, and said to Yang Cheng.
When Yan Hu mentioned it, Yang Cheng reacted.
Now that he is some distance away from the exchange ceremony, the power of the seal is loosened, and the huge witch power in his body can be used.
Immediately, Yang Cheng's witchcraft power was revealed.
Under the power of witchcraft, he faintly noticed that there were fifteen or six figures following him.
"alert!"
Yang Cheng shouted to everyone, and everyone immediately formed a defensive circle to protect the raft and Yang Cheng in the middle.
For the exiles who followed, Yanhu shouted at them to hide behind a rock.
Their hands and feet were tied again. Even if they took the opportunity to run away, they wouldn't be able to run far. Moreover, after eating boiled meat for so many days, it was a question whether they wanted to run or not.
Yang Cheng gave Hongya another look. Hongya understood and ran towards the back to explore what was going on behind.
Hongya's figure turned into a small dot and disappeared from everyone's sight.
But it did not disappear from Yang Cheng's "vision". Hongya, who looked behind, first hid in a place behind.
Then he seemed to have seen something, and actually took the initiative to say hello to those figures. After saying a few words, Hongya ran towards this side again.
"Wu, it's okay, it's the Vine Tribe and the others."
Hongya ran back and shouted at everyone in the Qingque tribe.
"The Vine Tribe and the others?"
When they heard that it was the Teng tribe, everyone in the Qingque tribe breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not relax completely.
"Why are the Vine tribe following us?"
Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
That's right, we need to cross the river when we go back. If we don't follow us, the Teng tribe won't be able to cross the river.
