"Why?"

When Lin Xin was still asking cutely, he knew that something was wrong, and Lee Kwang-so, who seemed to feel something, had already covered his mouth, but unfortunately he was still a step slow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I saw that the female primitive dressed as Sister Wang turned around, glared at Li Guangzhu and Lin Xin with an angry face, and shouted angrily: "The totem is the god of our clan, and if you are disrespectful to the totem, you are disrespectful to the gods." If you are not punished, you will be condemned by God. Come, and tie this bold and ungodly sinner to the execution stake over there, and wait for the judgment of the high priest, and kill them!"

Several savages immediately rushed over, ignoring the resistance of Lin Xin and Lee Kwang-so, and tied the two to a pillar on the side under their shouting.

In the tribe of primitive people, there are many names for the people who are responsible for communicating with the gods, such as high priests, shamans, shamans, etc., and these people basically have the same role, responsible for conveying the will of the gods. To a large extent, the high priest had even more power than the patriarch. In important tribal activities such as expeditions, harvests, and sacrifices, it is almost always necessary to listen to their opinions, or the opinions of the gods.

"Let's go, take these slaves to the patriarch!" Sister Wang waved her hand, and ordered the savages under her command to escort the remaining bun clan towards the largest wooden house in the middle. And behind them, although the poor Lee Kwang-so and Lin Xin begged for mercy loudly, no one paid attention to them.

"I already have a bad premonition...... Zhao Yongqi said with a wry smile to Cheng He who was walking beside him: "The patriarch here is probably the old guy!"

Cheng He was stunned for a moment, and then his face fell. Needless to say, he already understood what Zhao Yongqi meant, since Sister Wang is a combat captain, then needless to say, no one can be the patriarch except for the belly black deer.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked into the hall of the wooden house, he saw Lu Hao sitting on the innermost side of the wooden house with a majestic face, wearing a furry animal skin cloak.

In the Stone Age, although the prototype of the table had appeared, it was not widely used, and the invention of the chair is rarely recorded in history. The most reliable theory is that there is a vague record in the article of Emperor Xiaowu of the Han Dynasty in the Zizhi Tongjian, and it is also said that it was introduced to China from the Hu people during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. It's just that no matter what era it was invented, throughout the Han and Tang dynasties, chairs were not popularized.

"See the patriarch. Sister Wang knelt down in front of Lu Hao, and after saluting respectfully, she raised her voice and said: "The warriors of our clan have defeated the Baozi clan who invaded our territory, and we will capture them all first." ”

"Well, good job, hard work!" Lu Hao, the old god, raised his hand for a while, motioned for Sister Wang to get up and stand aside, stood up from the animal skin blanket, and pretended to walk in front of a group of people from the Baozi clan.

Raising his finger and pointing at Deng Chao, Lu Hao said with a disgusted face: "This is too old, let him feed the pigs!"

"I'll go!" Deng Chao's eyes widened and he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Where am I old? Your age, you are embarrassed to say that I am old? Also, what the hell is feeding pigs?"

Lu Hao didn't pay attention to Deng Chao, walked to Zheng Kai's side again, pinched his shoulder, and said in disgust: "This is too thin, let him go to plow the field!"

Zheng Kaigang wanted to speak, but saw that Lu Hao had already walked in front of him, so he could only express his dissatisfaction by killing people with his eyes.

Wang Zulan saw Lu Hao walking towards him, and said with a bitter face: "Patriarch, you won't say that I'm too short, right?" ”

"No, it won't. Lu Hao shook his head affirmatively, looked straight ahead, and looked over the top of Wang Clan Lan's head, "I didn't see it at all!"

"Hahaha......" The slaves of the Baozi clan immediately burst into laughter, and the royal clan Lan even had the mind to eat Lu Hao.

Directly past Wang Yulan, Lu Hao walked to Li Chen and Zhao Yongqi's side, looked at Li Chen first, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "This is strong enough, it's mining." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the belly black deer fell on Zhao Yongqi, the corners of his mouth curled, and he pointed at him and said: "This is not an honest person at first glance, it is better to wait until tomorrow to kill the sacrificial gods." ”

"I think you are simply condescending to be the patriarch. Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but vomit and said: "It's very promising for you to change your career to look at your face and be a god stick." ”

Seeing that the belly black deer's face stiffened, the males of the Baozi clan, who had already suffered from half of the weather, immediately laughed loudly, and their exaggerated laughter came to mock and fight back.

"Patriarch, the gods told me that I can't kill living beings lately, so these slaves should stay as laborers. Suddenly, through the small door on the other side of the cabin, came a man with a skeletal scepter and dressed in black bear skin. It was the high priest played by Xu Rong who walked to the middle of the room.

All the members of the Roasted Sweet Potato clan bowed respectfully to the High Priest to show their respect.

"Since it's the will of the gods, let them go. The patriarch would not disobey the will of the gods, so he returned to his seat, sat down with the high priest, and began to assign tasks to the people. And Lin Xin and Lee Kwang-so, who were supposed to be executed, were also brought back a moment later.

As a result, Zhao Yongqi, Li Chen, Cheng He, and Lin Xin, who were in good health, were ordered to mine. In fact, it is not to go to the mine, but to deal with the extremely important stone. Ji-chi and Lee Ji-eun are ordered to make pottery. Xiao Baozi, Feifei and Baby were asked to raise silkworms. Deng Chao and Wang Julan were assigned to feed the pigs. The last Jung Kai and Lee Kwang-so went to plow the fields.

By the end of the Neolithic period, human clans had evolved from the original hunter-gatherer to more stable ways of obtaining their needs, such as farming, animal husbandry, and pottery. The large increase in the tribal population, as well as the large number of slaves acquired in various wars, made the large tribes more powerful day by day. Eventually, a rudimentary social system of slavery was formed. It was not until the Bronze Age that the privatization of slaves led to the eventual entry of mankind into a period of slavery society.

It was expected that they would be taken to work immediately, but before they could begin, the slaves of the Baozi clan were given time to rest, and with the generous patriarch agreeing, each of them was given a piece of bread and some meat.

"I think it's much better to be a slave than to be in a cave before. Touching his full stomach and burping comfortably, Cheng He looked at the others with a cheap smile.

"Wait a while to mine, I guess you'll be able to say this. Zhao Yongqi replied with a smile.

After hearing this, Cheng He was not worried at all, but said with a smile: "No matter how hard the mining is, at least I feel very good at the thought of not having to feed the pigs." ”

"He, he!" Deng Chao and Wang Yulan, the unlucky brothers, glared at Cheng He through gritted teeth, but only got the latter's exaggerated laughter.