On the third day of the relocation of the Muteng tribe as a whole to the mountain villages.

Suddenly it started to rain.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and lasted for four days and four nights.

During this period, it was also mixed with hailstones the size of beans.

Fortunately, before that, all the members of the mountain tribe went out to cut down wood and build houses, and built hundreds of temporary wooden houses in the valley.

Let most of the Muteng people have a simple but warm residence.

As for the other small part of the people, they lived in houses that had been cobbled together by the mountain tribesmen.

Guarantee that not a single new tribesman sleeps in the rain.

Gao Jing saw such a scene in his eyes, and sighed in his heart.

He was worried that after the Muteng tribe, who had a grudge against the mountain tribe, moved in, there would be conflicts between the two sides.

And it turns out that the kind-hearted mountain giant embraced his former opponent with a broad heart.

The fusion of the two tribes can be said to be natural, undisturbed and even warm.

In addition, Gao Jing worries that the rain will be too heavy, causing flash floods that threaten the people living in the valley.

As a result, he still thought too much.

The waterfall, which falls thousands of meters in a straight line, does have a surge in water and looks extraordinarily spectacular.

However, the water level of the deep pool below has not risen at all, and it still maintains its original appearance.

The stream that connects the waterhole and runs through the valley still gurgles and shows no sign of flooding.

It's magical!

Gao Jing estimated that the mountain tribe had migrated thousands of miles away, and they must have chosen to settle down in this large valley after making sure that there was no problem.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, the rain stopped.

The hazy sky cleared and the clouds cleared, revealing a blue sky that had not been seen for a long time, and the sun shone again on the endless wilderness.

Woo~

The sudden sound of the horn spread throughout the village, making many people nervous.

But this nervousness was quickly replaced by a relaxed smile.

The news from the watchtower is very particular.

If the trumpet is short and frequent, it means that the sentry has spotted the enemy or other danger.

And the long sound of the horn just now, that means that there is no threat to the comer.

Normally it should be a caravan.

The Green River caravan is here again.

Their presence was a surprise to everyone.

Gao Jing followed the old wizard of Shanyan and Shantai and others out of the village to greet them.

The size of the Green River caravan has increased again.

Last time the caravan had forty or fifty giant rhino pack beasts, this time seventy or eighty returned.

The number of beast carts increased accordingly, carrying more cargo.

There were also a lot more knights guarding the caravans.

It's just that they look rather embarrassed, and all the pack beasts and carts are covered in mud.

The knights on the black and red horses were not majestic, as if they had just lost a battle.

Everybody is haggard and weary!

Actually, it's completely understandable, after all, it has been raining heavily for the past few days.

For this caravan trekking through the wilderness, it was really bad luck!

As was customary, the caravan servants quickly set up camp outside the village.

Tents were erected.

Gao Jing also saw the giant psionic puppet controlled by Zhiqi again.

He couldn't help but smile at his uncle.

"Shantai!"

As soon as she came to the camp of the Qinghe caravan, Qinglan, a female knight who was familiar with Shantai, ran over.

She bowed to Shanyan shyly: "Shanyan Witch Chief, I want to say something to Shantai. ”

The old wizard nodded, "Go ahead." ”

After getting permission, Qinglan immediately stepped forward to take Shantai's big hand and pulled him out to whisper.

Very excited.

The matter between the two is not a secret at all in the mountain tribe.

So everybody understands it.

Shan Yan took the mountain tiger, the bobcat, and the mountain sawa and others into the main tent of the caravan camp.

Shan Ze is the Mu Ze of the original Mu Teng tribe.

He has changed his surname.

This is the rule of the Great Wilderness.

Not only Mu Ze, but all the Mu Teng people have changed their surnames to Shan.

This is to ensure the unity and cohesion of the clan.

Avoid discrimination against new people by the original people.

It is worth mentioning.

In that Muteng village raid, Shan Ze witnessed Shantai break through and be promoted to a great warrior.

Probably stimulated, he also managed to break his own bottleneck two days ago.

Already an upper-rank totem warrior.

In terms of strength level, Yamazawa is undoubtedly the third person of the current mountain clan!

"Hello, Shanyan Witch Head!"

In the large tent, the psionic puppet seated in the throne stood up and saluted the old wizard.

Gao Jing felt that the other party's attitude was much more polite than last time.

Thinking that Qinglan couldn't wait to pull away Shantai for a private chat just now, he faintly had some guesses.

There wasn't much politeness on both sides, and they quickly got to the point.

The arrival of the Qinghe caravan this time was not expected by the mountain villages.

But the other side brought the food and weapons that the tribe needed.

However, this time, the trading materials proposed by Zhiqi were actually seven-colored stones!

This plays into the hands of the old wizard.

Last time, the Qinghe caravan exchanged most of the furs and medicinal herbs accumulated by the mountain tribes.

There is not much stock in the village anymore, and it has to be kept for personal use.

And the large number of seven-colored stones obtained from the recovery of Mu Teng Village, except for a few pieces of the best green crystal that are useful for mountain rocks, the rest can only be stacked in the warehouse to occupy space.

Tribal women do not have a penchant for wearing seven-colored stone jewelry, and there are no craftsmen in the village to make jewelry.

So the seven-colored stone is just a beautiful stone for them.

It's too cost-effective to exchange for food and weapons.

After some haggling, Zhiqi used five carts of grain and a hundred black iron spears.

Hundreds of high-quality seven-colored stones were exchanged.

And these seven-colored stones are all carefully selected from a huge number of ores.

Gao Jing was in Muteng Village and saw the process of the giants processing ore and extracting materials.

All the seven-colored stones are wrapped in a thick crust, and the surface looks like pieces of blue-black stones.

The giants first excavated large and small rough stones from the mines.

Then smash them apart with violence.

If the quality of the jade inside is excellent, then use a stone hammer and axe to knock off the stone skin and peel off the good parts.

If the quality of the jade is not good, it is discarded.

In fact, in Gao Jing's opinion, most of the seven-colored stones that were thrown away as waste stones were also very beautiful.

Such a simple and crude way of mining and reclaiming.

It's a terrible thing!

It's just that the number of "waste rocks" is too much.

If you see too much, he will become numb.

The standard for measuring the quality of the seven-color stone is mainly the concentration of spiritual energy inside, and the higher the concentration, the more valuable it is.

The essence of the essence of the colorful stone like green crystal can be said to be hard to find!

"Mountain Rock Witch Head. ”

After the transaction was completed, Zhiqi suddenly said to Shanyan, "Are the mountain tribes willing to sell Muteng Village?"

The old wizard suddenly frowned: "You want to buy it?"

Although now all the Muteng tribes have moved to the mountain villages, all the people have changed their surnames.

Muteng Village has essentially been abandoned.

But according to the rules of the Great Wilderness, the ownership of that place still belongs to the mountain tribes.

The mountain tribes also erected their own tribal markers there.

In this way, other tribes would not be able to occupy Muteng Village without the consent of the mountain tribes.

Otherwise, you will be the enemy of the mountain tribes!

The most important thing is that there is still an unmined seven-color stone mine in Muteng Village!

Zhiqi is clearly aware of this: "We pay a high price!"

He raised the right hand of the psionic puppet and spread five fingers: "Fifty thousand shells." ”

The old wizard was a little moved.

That's really not a low price.

Although in this seven-colored stone mine, precious green crystals were mined.

But it's hard to say that there is the same thing in it.

In addition, reopening the mine requires a large number of people, which is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and requires food and tools.

As a place that has essentially been abandoned.

It can be exchanged for 50,000 shellfish.

Undoubtedly a good deal!

"Ahem!"

Just as the old wizard was moving, Gao Jing, who was sitting on the big table, suddenly coughed vigorously twice.

The old wizard laughed.

He said: "Under the foot of the branch, our mountain tribe has no intention of selling Muteng Village. ”

The psionic puppet's eyes sparkled: "The price is negotiable." ”

"It's not about the price. ”

The old wizard shook his head and said, "I want to leave a territory for the future development of my clansmen. ”

Zhiqi was silent for a moment and said, "Your wisdom is the greatest luck of the mountain tribe. ”

The old wizard smiled: "It's over." ”

He almost made a mistake just now.

And at this moment, Shan Ze, who was standing behind the old wizard, had a grateful look in his eyes.

Who wants their home to be turned into a commodity for trade?

It's not an urban village demolition.

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The first one is sent.

PS: My wife and girlfriends went to Xianju to see the waterfall, leaving the author alone with a lonely codeword.

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