At least after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the ten old bachelors of the Gray Rabbit tribe who have accumulated over the years have been distributed.

And the final choice of these old singles made the on-site host Song Yong feel a little unspeakably weird.

Of the twenty-seven widows, nine were pregnant with cubs.

Without exception, they were all taken away by those old singles, and after being selected, the happy expressions on the faces of those old singles at that time made Song Yong even lose the ability to complain.

At the same time, this large-scale on-site blind date event.

is also because of the old man who appeared in the last six fingers, after taking away a little widow who is old and can basically be his daughter, it can be regarded as a complete end.

This also means that there are still seventeen little widows, who are actually left in luxury.

Of course, if Song Yong allowed the big men in the tribe, such as the high-ranking and powerful people like the gangsters, to take such a little widow.

These extra little widows are estimated to be completely digested in a matter of minutes.

But why is there such a good thing?

Even Brother Yong, who has the dual identity of the noble gray rabbit and the tribal leader, is all because of the happy existence of the female ticket king of the modern plane, if you hook up with another one, it is not in line with the values of the general environment.

Even a tender girl like Gardenia refused ruthlessly.

Someone else wants to take two, impossible......

So, facing these little widows, look at yourself with that kind of resentful eyes.

Song Yong could only comfort them like this: "Okay! Don't make a bitter face, who are you going to show it to? It's a big deal to go to the Shangsi Festival this time, let's find a way to get some people back, and then you are still afraid of no man." ”

Song Yong's words are not all fools.

Because he really has this plan, he will abduct some people back by the way when he goes to the Shangsi Festival.

On the one hand, he plans to rely on a series of mellow and down-to-earth ways to see if he can attract some small tribes with difficult lives to join the harmonious family of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

Of course, he also knew that with the arrival of warm spring, all tribes had no pressure to survive.

The chances of this idea being possible are basically zero, which is just a matter of thinking about it.

On the other hand, it is to see if we can use all kinds of rare materials on hand to exchange and trade some healthy slaves from the hands of other tribes.

Regarding this, Song Yong is sure enough.

War and sacrifice are eternal themes in the history of human development, and the same is true in the primordial plane.

For various reasons, the wars between the various tribes in the southwestern region of Rainozawa have never stopped.

The difference is the size of the scale, and the length of time.

Even the supreme red cypress of the Red Cypress tribe had no way to stop this kind of war.

The only thing he could do was to strictly prohibit the wanton killing of the victors against the losers after the tribes had won or lost the war.

It's just that in this way, there are many tribes with defeated slaves at hand.

These slaves belonged to the common property of the tribe, and as long as the other tribes could provide suitable trading materials, they could buy some of them to a greater or lesser extent.

During the three-day festival every year, there is a large-scale tribal trade from the second day.

There are quite a few slave-owning tribes in it, and they will take out some of their slaves in exchange for some of the materials they want.

After learning this, Song Yong immediately had an idea in his heart.

After buying a batch of slaves, as long as a reasonable and fair path of status is worked out, such as how long these slaves have served the tribe, or how much credit they have made, they can be regularized into full members.

I'm afraid that these bought slaves will follow the Gray Rabbit tribe without giving up.

So after a long or short period of time, wouldn't it represent the Gray Rabbit tribe and be able to add the last batch of formal members?

As for the price of the slave trade.

A sturdy, beautiful, and sharp watermelon knife, replaced by one or two sturdy slaves, should also be the price of Tongsu's conscience.

If it really doesn't work, it's great to add a lollipop......

After getting the promise of the tribe leader Brother Yong, these little widows began to return to the cave one by one with the tribe's melon-eating crowd and fell asleep.

The main thing is that they also know that Brother Yi Yong has great prestige in the tribe.

Being able to talk about it to this point is already the limit.

Do they still dare to cry and sprinkle in front of Brother Yong, or even directly grab Brother Yong's handsome little white face?

After returning to the cave, everyone washed up hastily and quickly fell asleep.

Even this unprecedented blind date tonight is full of enough topics to talk about for a long time for their dull and boring lives.

But early tomorrow morning, they will need to get up and go to the source of Jishui to attend the Shangsi Festival.

If you don't take a break, will you still have the energy to go on a hard day's trek tomorrow?

Originally, these guys were lying on the bed, because of the strong excitement in their heads, they were still muttering and talking about something in each other's mouths, and they seemed to be quite excited.

Faced with this situation, their Yong brother used the ultimate method: jumping and scolding the street.

Then, in the midst of the stinking sound of their Yong brother jumping to his feet, one wisely closed his mouth, and the excitement in his mind quickly subsided like a tide.

Then, a heavy sense of sleepiness hit.

Because their brother Yong said that whoever still has the slightest sound in his mouth will not want to go to the Shangsi Festival tomorrow.

This kind of powerful threat, for the primitive people who can go to the Shangsi Festival to have a good time, and have been counting on it for a whole year, it can be said to be an extremely terrifying thing.

And so, a magical scene happened.

Throughout the long night, not to mention that someone was talking in a dream, not even the snoring of the mountains in the past has not been heard tonight.

At least before Song Yong fell asleep in a daze, he hadn't heard such a sound......

The next day, when the sun on the horizon of the sky had just popped up a head.

The large army of the Gray Rabbit tribe participating in the Shangsi Festival has already started a four-day long-distance crawl in the envy of the people left behind.

If he could choose, Song Yong wouldn't mind taking everyone in the tribe to Shangsi for a while.

However, it is impossible for the disabled with inconvenient legs, pregnant lesbians, young cubs, and the few hunters who must stay in the tribe to guard the fire.

So, after the final arrangement.

Now among the more than 200 people in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, after counting Song Yong, there are only one hundred and sixty people, who have obtained the opportunity to go to the Shangsi Festival.

Erha and the four wild wolves under him, because Song Yong was a little worried about the defensive strength in the tribe, all stayed in the tribe.

Anyway, he estimated that Erha was not interested in going to the Shangsi Festival to pretend to be a horse, and he would not have an opinion because of this.

In this way, there is such a scene:

Facing the brilliant newborn sunrise, the totem warriors carrying the loud sound took the lead and strode in the front, leading the team forward.

Later, it was Song Yong who was riding a shared bicycle, and there were four people, including Huang, Toothless, and Gardenia.

At the back of each contribution bike, there is now an ugly rear seat made of wood, wire, and planks.

At this time, on the top of each back seat, there was a small cub of a small grade.

For example, following the father, the badger slave and the little one, were lucky to sit in the back seat of the car behind the abrene, and since he got on the back seat of the shared bicycle on the left, the laughter between his eyebrows has never stopped.

At the same time, he also thinks that he is in the back seat, and now he is the most handsome cub in the entire tribe.

Further back in the line was a long procession, each of them carrying a rattan basket with more or less supplies behind them, as long as they were adults.

It is worth mentioning that there is no trace of that kind of leggings on everyone's legs now.

The main reason is that Brother Yong told them that when it is time for the Shangsi Festival, everyone will wear it out together, which is the most eye-catching place and method.

When everyone heard this, they were quite convinced.