"Snapped!"
A heavy slap hit Monkey Forty on the face.
Even in a dark cave, Monkey Er, a fifth-grade totem warrior, can hit very accurately.
"You guy, calm down!" Hou Er scolded, looking coldly at Hou Forty, who was covering his face in shock.
"Tell me clearly, how could it be the Qingque Tribe? The Qingque Tribe was driven out of its ancestral land by us. Wu said that without the ancestral land, it would be difficult for the tribe to survive in the wilderness. What's more, the Qingque Tribe was driven out of its ancestral land. When we kicked them out, there were just so many people!”
Without strong strength and enough totem warriors, it is very difficult to survive in the wilderness.
This is something every tribe considers common sense.
Hou Shishi covered his red and swollen face and cried mournfully: "Leader Hou Second, I can see clearly. There are people from the Qingque tribe outside. The guy with tiger ears is still there. Why don't you look at it again? Look, he’s lying next to the big tree over there!”
Monkey Forty spoke sincerely, and Monkey Two was shaken in his heart.
"呲呲呲......"
The sound of the big stone rubbing against the ground sounded again. Hou Er gently moved the big stone away and looked outside.
Sure enough, there were two people lying next to a big tree, one of whom had tiger ears on his head.
Hou Er suddenly pushed the big stone back, leaning on it and breathing heavily. His eyes were dull and full of disbelief.
"Two fifth-grade totem warriors?" Hou Er murmured.
"Leader Hou Er, I didn't lie to you, right?" Hou Forty covered his red and swollen face and said aggrievedly: "It's really the Yanhu with tiger ears. He is from the Qingque tribe."
"The Qingque tribe, those with tiger ears..."
Listening to Monkey Forty's words, thinking of yesterday's battle and the matter of being asked about "tiger ears" by Snakehead and Lion in front of the ancestral land, Monkey Two had a flash of inspiration and seemed to have caught the truth of something.
But in his mind, the truth seemed to be hidden in the fog, which could be encountered but not seen, and could never be touched.
"Ahhhh..."
Hou Er felt as if his head was going to explode, so he couldn't help but hit his head hard several times until the skin was broken before he felt better.
Seeing Monkey 2, Monkey 40 and others who were going crazy with his head smashed and bleeding, they couldn't help but take a step back.
"Monkey, monkey leader, don't scare us?"
Monkey Forty is about to cry.
The Black Monkey tribe is now in such a state that there is no trace of the shaman, and the rest of the tribe is either burping or disabled and unable to move. There are only about twenty members of the tribe left, and the totem warrior has no more than two hands.
And Monkey Two is the most powerful fifth-grade totem warrior among them. If something goes wrong with him, what should the Black Monkey Tribe do?
After beating himself to a bloody head and letting his head feel better, Hou Er slowly shook his head: "I'm fine."
Monkey Forty breathed a sigh of relief, "Leader Monkey II, as long as you are fine, what should we do next?"
"Haha, what else can we do?" Hou Er sat on the ground dejectedly, leaning on the big stone, "Just stay in the cave. The people outside can even deal with third-grade ferocious beasts. Those of us who take the initiative to go out are not going to die. In the cave, with this big stone, we can at least save our lives."
Hearing this, everyone was silent.
Yes, it seems that this is the only choice their Black Monkey Tribe has.
If you hide in a cave, you can still survive. If you go out, you will really die.
Outside is the Qingque Tribe. Regarding the relationship between the Black Monkey Tribe and the Qingque Tribe, everyone does not believe that the Qingque Tribe will let them go if they take the initiative to go out.
It was silent for a while.
Suddenly a totem warrior said: "But we are hiding in the cave like this. What if the people outside don't leave? We have no food..."
Hou Er's throat moved and he said in a harsh voice: "Don't worry about this, there is food."
"Where?" The totem warrior was curious.
Monkey Er said nothing and looked at the other side of the cave.
The Totem Warrior followed his gaze and felt shuddering. Over there were the remaining members of the Black Monkey Tribe.
There are no totem warriors among these clansmen who can see clearly in the darkness. At this time, every clan member is hugging each other tightly, shivering, and their faces are full of uneasiness.
*****
There was very little smoke inside and outside the cave, and more than a dozen bonfires were lit.
There are wooden sticks of different lengths on each bonfire, and strips of white and tender snake meat are running on top of these wooden sticks.
There were also earthenware pots set up on some small bonfires. The water in the earthenware pots was boiled white and boiling, and pieces of delicate snake meat were constantly tumbling and rolling with the water.
Yang Cheng did not eat the snake meat of the black giant snake, not that the snake meat was not delicious.
On the contrary, judging from how everyone wanted to swallow their tongues, the meat of this black giant snake must be very delicious.
After all, there were not only totem warriors from other tribes among the crowd, but also totem warriors from the Qingque tribe.
The people of the Qingque tribe were fattened by Yang Cheng.
He was used to eating boiled meat, barbecued meat, and dried meat from all kinds of ferocious beasts, but he also ate large chunks of the black giant snake's meat, which meant that the black giant snake's meat must be very delicious.
Yang Cheng didn't eat the meat of the black giant snake because he felt a little disgusted.
In the battle just now, only the black giant snake and the snake head from the Black Snake Tribe participated. None of the other members of the Black Snake Tribe saw it.
This means that the rest of the Black Snake tribe either went back early or encountered something else.
Yang Cheng prefers the second option, and it is unlikely that he will go back early.
So what can happen?
Yang Cheng thought it must be related to the sudden increase in size of the black giant snake in front of him.
There was a vague answer in his mind, so it was related to him not eating snake meat.
However, Yang Cheng didn't tell everyone that after all, this was a large third-level ferocious beast that contained enough energy and blood, so it was impossible to eat without it.
What's more, there are many totem warriors who have been attacked by the Black Snake Tribe, their tribes perished, and they suffered catastrophic disasters.
"Wu, why don't you eat?"
Yan Lin came over with a bowl of white snake meat soup.
"I'm not hungry, I have no appetite."
"No appetite? Wu, are you sick?"
Yan Lin became anxious, put down the pottery bowl in her hand, and touched Yang Cheng with both hands, trying to see where the problem was.
"Hahaha... don't make trouble."
Yang Cheng felt a little itchy when Yan Lin touched her, so he quickly took her hand out and changed the topic:
"Go and give the broth to your father. He spent a lot of energy just now, so let him replenish it."
"Oh." Yan Lin nodded obediently, turned around and left.
At this time, Yan Hu came over with more than ten skewers of roasted snake meat and said in a loud voice: "Hey, Wu, this snake meat is really good!"
