Hearing Qiuye's words, Qiucao subconsciously shouted: "Go find that guy?"
Qiuye immediately grabbed Qiucao's clothes and led her away for a while: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb Wu's rest!"
After walking a little further, Qiucao put down the hand covering his mouth and asked: "Sister, what do you think, go find that guy? Have you forgotten the losses we suffered before?"
Qiucao was referring to Yang Cheng's previous use of nets and drilling wood to make fires to deceive them into sneak attacks on their Vine tribe's witchcraft and witch dominoes.
Then there are all kinds of unfair salt exchanges, which have resulted in the Vine Tribe's originally full mountain of salt turning into a short hill less than five meters high.
Maybe after some time, their Vine Tribe will have no salt to eat.
There were other things that that hateful guy did that were simply heinous.
Qiucao was extremely angry. If possible, if that hateful guy stood in front of her, she would definitely stab him and penetrate him all the way in and out!
And now I hear that Ajie is going to beg that hateful guy, is this okay?
If you ask that hateful guy for help, it won't just be salt, but also witchcraft and dominoes. Maybe the entire tribe will have to pay for it!
Facing the indignant Qiucao, Qiuye stopped her with just one simple word:
"If the leaves have no effect, what else can we do without asking the shamans of the Qingque Tribe for help?"
Upon hearing this, Qiucao suddenly deflated like an angry balloon.
Yes, if there is really no other way, we can only ask that hateful guy.
At least that hateful guy is smart and has high witchcraft power. Near the Vine Tribe, only the Qingque Tribe can ask for help.
It's impossible to really see the witch die, right?
Qiuye said in a deep voice: "That's it, we can't delay any more. If the witch hasn't recovered early tomorrow morning, I will take the witch to the Qingque tribe immediately."
Qiucao nodded: "Yes."
*****
The next day.
The sun was shining brightly, and the early morning sun cast a brilliant light.
Yang Cheng got up early and didn't do any exercise at night. He just meditated, and his overall spirit became better.
Last night, he searched for a long time in the meditation space, but still couldn't find any trace of the little white meow, so he simply stopped looking.
Then he communicated with the shamans of the Stone Tribe.
When leaving the Stone Tribe, Yang Cheng and the witches from the Stone Tribe exchanged breaths with each other.
Just because of the distance, communication in the meditation space cannot last long, and the information exchanged is also limited.
So Yang Cheng just got it. The expedition team arrived at the Stone Tribe safely and had already set off to return to the tribe.
I don’t know exactly what happened to the expedition team in the Stone Tribe.
But this has made Yang Cheng feel amazing. He feels more and more that witchcraft and witchcraft have extraordinary sources, and they can communicate remotely like electromagnetic waves.
But I can't help but think of the question, was this world evolved through human manipulation?
Are there really gods? Maybe it’s really the so-called gift from God?
After thinking about this profound question, Yang Cheng thought of the Vine Tribe again.
Since the Vine Tribe returned to the tribe during the exchange ceremony, there has been a lot less communication with the Qingque Tribe.
Several times, Yang Cheng asked people to bring the corpses of ferocious beasts to trade and see the mysterious shamans of the Vine tribe. He planned to establish a relationship, add a friend, and communicate "online".
However, the totem warriors who went to the Vine Tribe came back angrily every time, saying that a totem warrior from the Vine Tribe was guarding them like a thief and would not let them in at all.
This was a disappointment, and it happened several times, so Yang Cheng simply never sent anyone there again.
Later, we went to the Stone Tribe, to the ancestral land, to deal with the Black Snake Tribe, and then to deal with ramie cloth, wheels, bamboo shoots, etc.
I never had time to think about the Vine Tribe.
That is to say, the "signal was not good" in the meditation space yesterday and I didn't have a chance to chat with the shaman from the Stone Tribe. Only then did I think of a shaman from the Vine Tribe nearby.
"The excitement of making friends online is pretty good. Well... the witch from the Vine tribe is quite mysterious. I haven't met him in person for such a long time. When can I go visit him in person?"
Yang Cheng thought to himself and decided to pay a visit to the Teng Tribe after the expedition team came back and nothing happened. He also wanted to incorporate the Teng Tribe into the Qingque Tribe and become part of the Qingque Tribe.
After all, there are not enough people at the "witch" level now, and he is the only witch in the Qingque tribe. He is responsible for making witch dominoes, managing everyone, and paying attention to everyone's situation.
I am already very busy.
If the Vine Tribe can join the Qingque Tribe, Yang Chengcheng plans to leave all the making of witch dominoes to the shamans of the Vine Tribe, and he will indulge himself.
After taking care of so many things, can you still indulge a little?
However, Yang Cheng still couldn't be allowed to indulge.
No, something is coming.
A tall figure walked over, his steps were fast and his face was tense.
The person who came was none other than Yan Hu.
After seeing Yang Cheng, Yan Hu's tense face relaxed, but immediately became tense again.
Yanhu said: "Wu, something happened!"
Yang Cheng's heart tightened and he asked, "What happened?"
Yan Hu said: "Someone among the slaves is sick."
"Someone is sick?"
Yang Cheng was stunned. When he saw Yan Hu's tense and even a little ugly expression, he thought something big had happened. He even thought that Cang Shi was injured or that a high-level ferocious beast appeared around the tribe.
But I didn't expect that I was just sick, such a simple thing.
Yang Cheng asked doubtfully: "Just sick? Nothing else?"
Yang Cheng's doubtful attitude made Yan Hu confused?
Why do you think Wu means that being sick is not a big deal? Something else is going to happen?
Yan Hu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Ah, yes, one of the slaves is sick."
Yang Cheng was speechless and waved his hand: "Hey, why are you so nervous? It made me think that an enemy was attacking our tribe, or that a high-level ferocious beast had appeared."
Yanhu's eyes widened: "Witch, isn't this a big deal? Someone in the tribe is sick! If we don't care, others will also get sick, and many people in the tribe will die by then."
"Is it that serious? This disease is not..."
Yang Cheng suddenly realized what he was saying.
Yes, this is not the earth.
If someone on earth is sick, go to a hospital and get an injection, then take medicine and see a doctor. If you have money, you can get better.
Except for terminal diseases that cannot be cured, there is only a "poor disease" left.
In primitive tribes, it is different. Let alone hospitals, there are not even drugs to treat diseases. Any infectious disease may lead to the demise of a tribe!
