In the open space in front of the Vine Tribe, the giant eagle lowered its body as low as possible, and then lowered one of its wings, just like a sloping staircase, allowing the old man on its back to walk down smoothly.
The mysterious old man seemed to be very old. When he got off the back of the giant eagle, he moved very slowly.
After the old man stood on the ground, the giant eagle retracted its wings and looked at the ancient vines on the stone mountain with its sharp eagle eyes.
It didn't even look twice at the people of the Vine Tribe.
Obviously, it is very confident, or powerful enough, and the people of the Vine Tribe are no different from ordinary big bugs in its eyes.
The old man was relatively kind. He looked at the environment of the Vine Tribe with obvious surprise in his eyes.
The large field of crops was obviously artificially cultivated, and the cultivation was better than any tribe he had ever seen.
There were also ponds with many fish, wide roads, good bamboo houses, and strong rattan tribesmen, which all surprised him.
This kind of surprise was not even less than what the divine vine brought to him.
It would be fine if this was a big tribe, but this was an extremely small tribe, smaller than any tribe he had ever seen.
This tribe gave him a very strange feeling. He even wondered if this was a branch of a large tribe in the Southern Wilderness?
The old man thought for a long time but had no answer, and finally had no choice but to give up and continue guessing.
Jiang Xuan and others hid in the bamboo house, holding weapons in their hands, staring warily at the old man and the giant eagle beside him.
If they find any signs of attack by the old man or the giant eagle, they will immediately go into the tunnel and head to the stone mountain to seek the protection of the ancient vines.
Even the ancient vines on the stone mountain were covered with a layer of green light at some point, and a slender branch floated up, emitting a faint green light in the air, swinging gently.
The old man straightened the feather crown on his head, adjusted the animal skin clothes on his body, faced the ancient stone mountain vine, and said loudly: "Shen Teng, I am just a dying person, and I have no ill intentions towards your tribe."
After all, this sacred vine is the totem god of a tribe, and its strength is terrifying. At least it cannot be dealt with by him or the giant eagle he brought. The old man knows this well.
Shen Teng seemed to understand his words. The slender branch hung down again, and the green light gradually disappeared.
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to the people in the bamboo house: "Come out, you don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you."
In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan heard clearly what the old man just said. He thought about it carefully and then opened the door.
This is the Vine Tribe after all. As long as the old man is afraid of the Divine Vine, he should not dare to do anything.
Besides, judging from the old man's attire, his status is obviously extraordinary, and he shouldn't care about the wealth of the Vine Tribe.
"You can't go out!" Chi Shao held him back, looking nervous.
Jiang Xuan comforted him: "This old man doesn't seem to be looking for trouble. Besides, Teng Shen is right behind him. It'll be fine."
"Then I'll go with you."
Chi Shao held her stone spear and followed Jiang Xuan out of the bamboo house door nervously.
"We'll go too."
Uncaring, Stone Loach, and Nan Xing were not afraid, and they all took their weapons and chased after him.
The old man looked at the five people with approval. Although they were young, they acted very brave and united.
Jiang Xuan did not walk up to the old man. After all, the giant eagle was too scary. He chose to stand at a relatively safe distance.
The old man looked at Jiang Xuan who was standing at the front and asked: "Young man, what tribe is here? I want to see the shaman of your tribe."
Jiang Xuan replied: "This is the Vine Tribe. It was just established and there are no witches."
"No witch?"
The old man looked at Jiang Xuan in shock, trying to judge whether he was lying. Then he glanced at the ancient vine on the stone mountain and found that the ancient vine had no reaction.
"Then I want to meet the leader of your tribe."
Jiang Xuan said without changing his expression: "I am the leader of the Vine Tribe."
"Are you the leader?"
The old man was confused. He once again doubted that this young man was lying to him, right?
The old man looked at the four people behind Jiang Xuan with suspicious eyes.
Chi Shao frowned slightly and said, "We don't need to lie to you, Xuan is the leader of the Teng tribe!"
The three teenagers also nodded and were dissatisfied with the old man's suspicious gaze.
After experiencing so many things, they had long admired Jiang Xuan very much. How could they endure others questioning Jiang Xuan's identity as the leader.
Seeing the reactions of the four people, the old man finally believed that Jiang Xuan was really the leader of this small tribe.
With such a small number of people, the young leader has a powerful totem god. The tribesmen are not emaciated because of hunger. Their clothes and equipment look good, and they can also grow food crops.
This little tribe is so weird.
The old man had a very strong curiosity about the Vine Tribe. He wanted to find out what was going on with this small tribe.
The old man said to Jiang Xuan: "Chief, I want to live in your tribe for a while. Is it possible?"
In order not to let Jiang Xuan refuse, the old man then said: "Don't worry, I won't live here in vain. The giant eagle will go out to hunt every day. Except for us to eat ourselves, the rest can be given to the Vine Tribe."
Food is the most important thing to tribal people, because most tribes often don't have enough to eat.
Meat is the favorite of the tribesmen.
The old man believed that Jiang Xuan would not refuse as a gift of prey.
What's more, with the size of the giant eagle, anyone with a brain can imagine that what it captures must be big prey, which is the best meat.
However, Jiang Xuan did not agree immediately. When he heard about "gifting prey", his eyes did not even fluctuate much. He was not as calm as a young man, or even like a tribesman.
Jiang Xuan asked: "Old man, we will talk about where you live later. I would like to ask, where are you from and where are you going?"
The old man replied calmly: "I came from the distant Eastern Wasteland. I just want to travel around before I die. I don't have an exact destination."
"Donghuang?"
Jiang Xuan was stunned. He had an impression of this place name, but it came from some legends in his predecessor's memory.
It is said that there were four great wildernesses in the primitive world: East Wasteland, West Wasteland, Southern Wasteland, and Northern Wasteland.
The Southern Wilderness alone is vast and boundless, and the tribesmen have relatively limited information. Many people even think that the other three wildernesses are just legends, and that the Southern Wilderness is the entire world.
Jiang Xuan also couldn't figure out how far away the four great wildernesses were. In short, it was impossible for an ordinary person to ride a giant eagle from the Eastern Wasteland to the Southern Wasteland alone.
Jiang Xuan looked at the old man with a complicated look, because he couldn't decide whether what the old man said was the truth or a lie.
Not to mention the distant Eastern Wasteland, even the Southern Wasteland, he only knew the small area where he lived, and knew nothing about other places.
However, there was one thing he was sure of.
That is, the identity of the old man is absolutely extraordinary, and coming here should be a coincidence, and he should not do anything bad to the people of the Vine Tribe.
In other words, except for a little planting technology, the Vine Tribe currently has nothing rare that can make people miss it.
Even the pottery tripod is not unique to the Teng tribe. Some large tribes also make pottery tripods for cooking food.
This is a very old and traditional cooking utensil.
As for whether the mysterious old man would have designs on Shen Teng, Jiang Xuan didn't know.
To put it bluntly, with the strength of the Vine Tribe, even if someone wants to do something, they can't stop it. Shen Teng has to deal with it himself.
What's more, Jiang Xuan really wanted to know about the outside world, and this old man was a good window.
After thinking about this, Jiang Xuan's tense nerves relaxed a little.
Jiang Xuan's tone softened slightly and he said: "Since they are guests from the distant Eastern Wilderness, the Vine Tribe cannot turn them away."
"The elderly can live temporarily in the Teng tribe, but they need to build a new bamboo house in the open space outside. The giant eagle is too big and it is difficult to place it here."
The old man didn't have any objections to this: "It doesn't matter where you live, the leader will make arrangements according to his discretion."
Jiang Xuan nodded, and then immediately found someone to help the old man build a simple bamboo house in the open space outside the tribe for temporary residence.
