The old patriarch walked into the Frost Valley tribe in despair, and behind him, the fat elder led seventy prey to follow.

Songzan, who ran out in a hurry, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, ran forward with joy on his face, and opened his mouth to ask: "Father, why did you bring back so much prey? Did that bastard of Ji Thief allow us to hunt in the Eastern Plains? ”

The old patriarch looked up at Songzan, who was a little excited, and sighed, not knowing what to say.

Songtsan continued: "It seems that there are a lot of prey in the Eastern Plains, and they are so easy to obtain, I count how many they are, one, two, three... Wow, that's seventy heads, and we've gained so much in one day, Father, we're not afraid of running out of food in the future. When the time comes, you will take people out hunting, and I will guard the tribe, and I will definitely be able to..."

Without waiting for Songtsan to speak, Fat Elder directly interrupted him and said, "Lord Songzan, these prey are not caught by us. ”

Songzan, who was talking about Xing, was stunned when he heard this, no, he didn't come back from hunting, so, what is it?

No, what does that mean?

Songtsam couldn't figure it out.

The fat elder sighed: "This, these are all given to us by the warriors. ”

Songtsan didn't think anything at first, but when he heard that these prey were all sent by Ji Thief, his face couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It seems that this guy also knows that he has done something wrong, so he sent the prey to us to make amends." Haha, so that's it, so that's it!"

Looking at his elated son, the old patriarch looked at Babu and said, "Babu, you take these prey to the logistics department to count them, and then send them to the old fat Ministry of Agriculture to raise." ”

Babu nodded and led his prey.

When he said these words, the old patriarch's mood was not very high.

Seeing this, Songtsan couldn't figure it out: "It's not my father, what's wrong? Are you unhappy? Is it because you're too tired?"

The old patriarch looked at his son, but after all, he didn't know how to tell the truth of the matter.

He brewed in his heart for a long time, and finally his heart was crossed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Songzan, warrior, he refused our request to enter the Eastern Plains, but don't worry, I will definitely go and ask him again to let him agree to us." ”

When the old patriarch's words fell, Songzan's eyebrows instantly raised, and he shouted angrily: "What !!"

As he spoke, he yelled in the direction of the Eastern Plains: "Damn thief, this damn bastard, the Eastern Plains originally belonged to our Frost Valley tribe, and he didn't even allow us to enter!

The witch who had been silent next to her was suddenly tugged at when she heard Songtsam's words, and a thought suddenly popped up in her heart.

It's just that the idea in her heart just came out, and she was startled by herself.

No, impossible, absolutely impossible, although the old patriarch loves his son to the point of excessive, but he at least knows who is the heaven of the Frost Valley Tribe, as the patriarch, how can he destroy the heaven of the Frost Valley tribe with his own hands? This is absolutely impossible.

Thinking of this, the witch nodded vigorously.

It's just that her heart is no longer as firm as before, and she always unconsciously thinks about the answer to her inner heart that may faintly receive the truth of the matter.

"Songtsen, don't be impulsive, listen to me, don't worry, with me, I will never let the people go hungry. The old patriarch said firmly.

Songtsan looked at his father and bit his lower lip with a look of hatred.

The old patriarch patted Songzan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, it's not too early, let's go back and rest first, wait a few days, and when the warrior calms down, I will go to the Eastern Plains to beg him again." ”

After speaking, the old patriarch didn't wait for anything to say, and walked towards his residence alone, and under the light of the fire, his back seemed so thin and helpless.

There seems to be a crystal light in the witch's eyes, when was the thief so sad?

No, I have to find out the answer to the matter, perhaps, the fat elder may know something.

The witch bit her lower lip and thought to herself, this point, when the fat elder of the Eastern Plains went to Rababu, the witch had already made up her mind in her heart.

There was silence in the middle of the night, and the whole valley was shrouded in night, and the witch who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened her eyes, and she quietly got up and walked out of the cave.

The entire Frost Valley tribe was extremely quiet, far from the time when there were four hundred tribesmen before.

In the tribe, there are no more members of the Ministry of Security who patrol at night.

Since that guy took over the Ministry of Public Security, he has been doing nothing all day, not only is he not responsible for the safety of the clansmen, but on the contrary, he will take the initiative to take the lead in bullying the clansmen.

I have taught the hairy monkey a few times, and the hairy monkey agreed very happily in person, but the face turned more and more presumptuous.

Reacted to the old patriarch, the old patriarch just said that he knew, and said to Songzan, and Songtsan only nodded and said that he would definitely teach the hairy monkey a lesson.

But what should it be, or what it should be.

Thinking a little far, the witch looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, she trotted out of the cave and headed towards the place where the Ministry of Agriculture of the back mountain was.

Under the cover of night, the witch's eyes kept rolling.

The prey in captivity had already fallen asleep, and when they heard the footsteps, they stood up smartly and looked in the direction of the witch.

The witch slowed her steps as little as she could, and slipped quietly into the cave of the fat elder.

When she entered, it was pitch black in the cave.

It took a long time for the witch to adapt herself to such a dark environment.

She walked forward step by step, looking carefully as she went, not letting go of any part of the cave.

His eyes were sour, and there was no trace of the fat elder.

The witch was stunned for a moment, no, no, what about the fat old man?

Letting go of her movements in an instant, the witch was no longer as restrained as before, and strode back and forth, but no matter how she searched, she couldn't find the figure of the fat elder.

For a while, the witch was a little confused, so decent, where did this person go?

Could it be that the fat elder knew that he would come looking for him, so he avoided him early?

Damn it.

Thinking like this, the witch felt that things were definitely not so simple, not to mention anything else, it must not be like what the old patriarch said on the surface, the thief was driven out of the tribe because he attacked him.

With a frustrated stomp of her foot, the witch came out directly to the fat elder's residence.

She was about to go back without any gain, but as the witch was taking a step, she suddenly heard some movement on her right.

Well?

What was that?

Calm down and listen, the witch's ears twitch twitch slightly, this, it was as if someone was talking.

Who is talking here in this big night?

The witch couldn't figure it out, so she decided to go and see the situation herself.

Walking in the direction of the sound in the wind, the witch came to the cemetery where the thin elder and his clansmen were buried in battle, and saw that in front of the thin elder's grave, the fat elder was sitting there alone, talking to himself.

The witch was horrified, no, no, the fat elder doesn't sleep, what is he doing here?

She looked left and right, then quietly approached, hiding behind a rock, just the distance where she could hear the fat elder talking, to eavesdrop on what the fat elder was saying.

"Thin Monkey, sometimes I think you are quite relaxed, you saw the hope of the rise of Frost Valley in your life, and when you die, you don't have to be so uncomfortable, unlike me, you have to watch Frost Valley perish. ”

With a soft sigh, the fat elder spoke.

The witch was stunned for a moment, and what did she say in her heart?

"You know, the Warrior told the Patriarch again today, he is no longer the Warrior of our Frost Valley Tribe, and besides, the Patriarch has begged him so, and he still refuses our request to enter the Eastern Plains to hunt. ”

The fat elder laughed at himself, and then said, "Actually, it's quite reasonable to think about it, whoever it is, if you have the experience of a warrior, you won't agree to Frost Valley's request to enter the Eastern Plains to hunt." Don't say you don't agree, you can't say it, even if you directly destroy the Frost Valley tribe, there's nothing wrong with it. After all, it was Frost Valley who lost the Warriors. ”