With apprehension in his heart, the thief said wait a minute, and after putting his things in place briefly, he got up and followed the fat elder to the middle of the valley.

When he arrived, he saw that there were many primitive people standing in the middle of the valley with the same expressions as the fat elders. Under the feet of these people, more or less, there is a pile of dirt.

On top of the dirt, there are occasional termites crawling over.

"That's, clay?" The thief's eyes lit up for a moment, and he even forgot why the fat elder was depressed.

Soon, food began to be distributed, because of the collection of clay, so there were many fewer primitive people participating in the hunt, not that clay is not easy to collect, mainly because the termite burrows are not easy to find.

Because too much manpower is invested in finding termite burrows, there are not many people hunting, and correspondingly, the access to food is much less.

In the past, even when there was a shortage of meat, there were seven or eight fruits distributed to the people, but now if you look at it, there are only three or four of them on average, which is half less.

As a result, most primitive people have voiced discontent.

Before the crowd left, there was a commotion, and those who participated in the hunt were dissatisfied with their food, and those who collected clay complained that they should be rewarded more for collecting this useless clay for the sake of the tribe.

The two dominant opinions are divided into two factions, and they are both screaming there.

In the end, it was the fat elder who relied on his prestige to forcibly suppress these different voices.

The thin elder looked at his clansmen thoughtfully, and thought in his heart: "If you want the hearts of the people, perhaps, you can take advantage of the emotions of the clansmen and suggest to the wizard master that you drive that kid out of the tribe." ”

With this in mind, the thin elder made up his mind.

Of course, the thief naturally doesn't know about this.

He had already left after distributing the food, and as he left, he was still thinking about the soup to be drunk after the utensils were made.

In the cave where the witch was, the thin elder called a few clansmen to transport the clay to the witch's cave and reported on today's work.

said that it was a report, but in fact, it was nothing more than saying bad things about the thief, what because of the strange request of the thief, the prey caught by the clansmen could not take care of the consumption of the day at all, and there were already many clansmen who could not eat enough.

If the people don't have enough to eat, they can't catch more food, and if they don't have enough food, they don't have the strength to catch food.

Although the words were a bit twisted, the Thin Elder still understood what the witch meant.

It would be foolish to waste labor on collecting clay for no sense.

The witch didn't know what the thin elder meant, and at the same time, she also understood the thin elder's desire to drive away the thief.

However, as the number two person in the tribe, it is impossible for the witch to admit that she has done wrong.

She looked at her faintly and said, "Collecting that soil is an important thing, and letting the clansmen collect it now may lead to some deficiencies in food access in the present, but in the long run, it is a good thing for the tribe." ”

The witch didn't have a long eye, and she couldn't have known that the thief was collecting clay to make tools like utensils, but at this time, she could only prevaricate with words.

All her hopes are placed on the premise that Ji Thief can successfully heal her body, and it is best not to take too long, so that she will not have to work so hard to remedy the dissatisfied clansmen in the future.

"Ji thief, Ji thief, don't let me down. The witch muttered.

The thin elder didn't hear clearly: "Master Wizard, what did you say?"

The witch shook her head: "No, it's nothing, I know about this matter, you go out first, and the collection continues." ”

The thin elder frowned when he heard this, because in his opinion, doing such a thing was completely useless and a waste of labor, but he didn't dare to contradict the witch, so he could only say yes.

Turning around and coming out of the cave, the thin elder's heart sank suddenly.

"Bastard boy, I'm going to kick you out for such a scourge on our tribe. The thin elder clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

With this in mind, he went to the cave where the common people lived.

The goal is very clear, that is, to incite the clansmen and drive the thieves away.

The thin elder didn't care about it for the time being, first said that the thief came to the witch with a few pieces of ginger, and on the way, he sneezed fiercely, rubbed his nose and said, "It's strange, what's going on with me these days, why are I just sneezing?"

The fat elder who led the way didn't speak, he didn't want to deal with the thief.

Although the fat elder is kind-hearted and also oriented towards the thief, the fat elder also feels that he has gone too far when the thief asks the wizard to ask the clansmen to give up hunting and collect clay.

Let the big guy risk not having enough to eat to do such a boring thing for you, how to think, how to attract hatred.

But the fat elder's heart is kind after all, he asked the thin elder to send the clay directly to the witch, so that the clansmen just thought that the wizard needed the clay, although there was resentment, then they could only endure it, in the tribe, the prestige of the wizard was still relatively high.

If it was sent directly to the thief, the people would know that collecting clay was the thief's idea, and in this way, the thief who had no foundation would definitely face the risk of being kicked out.

Thinking about it, the fat elder sighed, looked at the thief who was looking around, and just prayed in his heart, hoping that the thief's strange idea of "working the people and wasting money" would be calmed down as soon as possible.

Together with the thief, he came to the witch's cave, and the fat elder pointed to the cave: "The wizard is inside, you can go in." ”

The thief, who didn't know what the fat elder was thinking, hummed, thanked him, and walked in.

Looking at the back of the thief, the fat elder sighed, and said in his heart that as long as you no longer have strange methods to pit the tribe, you can thank me.

Shaking his head and walking away, the fat elder's heart was as heavy as pressing a thousand catties of boulder.

"Hello, Wizard. ”

The thief entered the cave, raised his hand to greet him, and said with a smile.

However, when he saw the gloomy expression on the witch's face, the smile froze at once.

The thief snorted and asked, "Wizard, what's wrong with you?" Is your aunt here? Oh yes, your aunt is already here. ”

The witch stood up with a thud, and the thief's feet went limp.

"Sister, what are you doing. The thief shouted.

The witch ignored the thief, but pointed to the clay in the cave in a bad mood and said, "The things you want have been collected, when will my illness be cured?"

The thief looked back in the direction of the witch's finger and saw the clay piled up in the cave, and he was stunned for a moment, but he instantly smiled.

It's all piles of gold.

Ji Thief's eyes showed greed, and he thought in his heart, but unfortunately, there is still a little less, just like that, to make one or two pots and jars.

"That's so little, it's not enough, Wizard. Ji Thief said the most straightforward thoughts in his heart.

The witch was a little suspicious of her ears: "This is not enough, do you know how many people are hungry today in order to collect these useless things?"

The thief pouted and came to him, stretched out his hand and rubbed back and forth on the clay, and said while rubbing: "It's not that I'm picky, but that some of these clays are not qualified at all." ”

The witch hugged her arms and looked a little emotional: "Then you go and collect it yourself, I will be responsible for the stomachs of the clansmen." ”

Hearing the complaint in the witch's tone, the thief smiled in his heart, and now he is starting to be dissatisfied, and when I make the vessel, I must not scare your jaws off.

Thinking about it, he spread his hands and said, "No, Lord Wizard, you know, I still have to use this clay to heal you, if I go out to collect it, then who will heal you?"

The thief was able to choke the witch's seven inches, and sure enough, when the witch heard this, she was furious and helpless: "Then you have to tell me what you are going to do? ”

Ji Thief shook his head like a rattle: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, but don't worry, Lord Wizard, I collect this, it is definitely not a whim, if I succeed, whether it is for Lord Wizard or for the clan, it will be of great significance." ”

Seeing the thief's confident appearance, the witch was a little confused.

Half-loud, she sighed: "I hope you didn't lie to me, I really am, why did I mess around with you, the patriarch handed over the tribe to me to manage, how did I, how did I, alas." ”

Seeing the witch who had begun to mess and talk nonsense, Ji Thief couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

He took out half of the ginger cube and handed it to the witch, saying, "Use these things to heal your body these days, I may be too busy these days to come and see you." ”

The witch held the ginger block in her hand, knowing that the thief was gagging herself, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only snort: "In the matter of collecting these soils, you'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."

Ji Thief waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know, chisel me to the top, I said sister, can you change your speech, chisel the top at every turn, what you say is not annoying, I am annoyed to listen to it." ”

The witch let the thief resist this paragraph, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

Ji Thief snapped his fingers and turned around in a dashing manner: "Okay, then I'll go first, you can be busy." ”

The witch was stunned and watched as the thief wrapped the clay in her clothes, tilting her head, "Why don't I find someone to send you back?"

Ji Thief's face turned red, and he pretended to be a good analogy, that is, the next action of hugging the clay was a little embarrassing.

He stood there, his face red and bloody.

The witch screamed twice, and two guards outside the door came in, carrying a hide and carrying the clay, and carried it to the thief's dwelling.

When he came out of the cave, the thief reacted, stomped his foot hard, and shouted to lie down.

Both guards looked at him suspiciously.

Ji Thief slammed his fist hard: "Damn, I forgot to take the meat." ”