Eating something can support people to death, before this, in the eyes of everyone in the Red Tiger Tribe, such a thing did not exist at all!

It's unthinkable!

Even among their tribes, there were people who thought about death when they had nothing to do.

I think the best way to die is to eat food and eat yourself to death!

This kind of death is really wonderful.

Now, when such a death really befell the Red Tiger Tribe, and befell the person who had such a longing and such a thought, this person finally found that this kind of death was not comfortable at all, and it was also extremely painful.

After eating for the night, the Red Tiger Tribe didn't have to be quiet for long before it became lively again.

It's just that in such a bustle, there is also an incomparable panic!

Because the Red Tiger Tribe, which had just experienced the repentance meeting, was once again dying.

And the dead were not one or two, but in a short time, a dozen or so fell!

There are still many people from the Red Tiger Tribe, who are lying on the ground and humming!

If such a thing happened to the Qingque Tribe, there was no need for Han Cheng, the god son of the tribe, to speak, and the people in the tribe would naturally be able to think of the extremely crucial matter of going to the dung scoop, and use this method to save the people in the tribe and get out of this danger.

But now that such a thing is happening here in the Red Tiger Tribe, it won't be possible.

The people of the Red Tiger Tribe, who have not experienced and seen the Dafa of the Dung Scoop, have no other way to resolve the disasters that their tribe is encountering, except for fear and helplessness and being supported by the snort.

Not even kneeling on the ground and praying to the divine avatar of his tribe!

Because their stomachs are so stretched!

They are not allowed to do such difficult movements at all!

“#￥@@3WW！ ￥%……”

The witch of the Red Tiger tribe couldn't help but scold the people of her tribe.

O iniquity!

What a sin!

As soon as you say that the food can be eaten openly, look at the appearance of one or two of you who are not productive!

I was able to eat myself like I am now!

It's speechless!

The witch of the Red Tiger tribe, whose belly was round, sat here and scolded the people of her own tribe, hating iron but not steel......

No matter how much they scold, it is useless, and it will not solve the dilemma of their tribesmen's stomachs.

Time went back to the middle of the night.

The Red Tiger Tribe has finally slowly stopped here.

The stomach of the person who carried it was basically no longer swollen, and the person who couldn't carry it died.

Looking at the dead person in front of him, with a belly bulging like a ball, and a lot of sticky saliva flowing from his mouth, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe kicked them with her feet angrily.

But even if you kick it again, you can't do it, because these people are already completely dead.

If you kick again, you won't get up......

“@#￥#@#@……！”

The witch maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe was finally tired, and sat on the ground with her ass, looking at the people of her tribe who had survived the confession meeting but died on eating food, and cursed.

Scolding and scolding, tears came down......

In fact, in the final analysis, this matter is still to blame the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe herself.

If she hadn't given the order to let the people of the tribe eat to their heart's content, such a thing would not have happened at all.

How could someone who had been hungry for so long be able to withstand such an impact!

The phenomenon of dead people in the tribe is a normal thing, but not dying is abnormal!

But she didn't know about such a thing.

The next day, a raging flame burned here in the Red Tiger Tribe, with an unpleasant smell, and then the flame burned, wafting in the air, which was unbearable.

The people who were still alive in the Red Tiger Tribe formed a big circle, looking at the raging flames, and the people on the flames that slowly changed their form as the flames burned, and finally disappeared, all of them looked very low and unhappy.

The witch of the Red Tiger tribe stood here, her eyes looking extremely godless.

The whole person looks very old.

The high spirits of the confessional meeting that had just ended yesterday were all gone.

All that is left is old age and sorrow.

There is some wordless collapse and powerlessness in the sadness.

This time, too many people in their tribe had died because of it.

That's as many fingers as nineteen palms!

With so many people dying in the tribe at once, it would be strange if the witch of the Red Tiger tribe felt good in her heart!

“@#￥W#WE……”

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe came over and said this to the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.

As he spoke, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe gradually raised her head, and some gleam appeared in her eyes, looking at the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe with some expectation.

“W@##c……！”

Facing the gaze of his tribe's witch, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe nodded.

What the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe said just now meant was that it was not to blame the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe for such a situation in the tribe, but because these dead people were people who had disrespected the gods before, repented and then had bad thoughts about the gods.

Therefore, the gods took them all away directly with the help of eating.

As the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe nodded vigorously, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe gradually had some light in her eyes, as if she had scratched a straw......

After a while, the affairs of these people were dealt with, and the leader of the Red Tiger tribe left from here, and came to a large tree that had been broken by the wind, and slowly sat down against the trunk of the tree and the stone that was placed on it.

"Alas~"

After a while, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe let out a long breath.

The whole person seems to be very vicissitudes.

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe now looks like a vicissitudes of life.

This very sturdy man, who always likes to carry a mace, now looks much thinner than before, and the whole person looks much older than before.

He sat here, leaning against the wind-broken tree, and sighed again as he turned his head to see that there were obviously too many people from his own tribe than before.

A deep sense of powerlessness and tiredness poured out from the depths of his heart, enveloping him all over......

It was another early morning, and in the open space in the middle of the largest settlement of the Red Tiger Tribe, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe gathered here.

The witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had lost a lot of weight, led the people of the tribe, and were full of devotion to the people in the tribe, kneeling down to the three divine god incarnations that were respectfully placed there.

These three extremely sacred incarnations of the gods were like three mountains, crushing the people of the Red Tiger Tribe to the point that they couldn't stand up......

After a very devout prostration, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe led the people of the tribe to get up, and then arranged some of the work that needed to be done in front of the divine gods......

With the arrangement of the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, the Red Tiger tribesmen who were still alive were divided into several batches.

Then they began to act according to the arrangement of the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe.

Several groups of people left their tribes, armed with weapons, and food to eat on the way, and continued to distant lands, looking for the rest of the tribes in the hope of getting more food and making the tribe better.

There are also some people, who are mobilized by the witches of the Red Tiger tribe to go to the place where their tribe dumps the corpses, and these people are also carrying weapons.

They're going hunting.

In the words of the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, these beasts have grown fat enough, and their tribe does not need these beasts to gnaw at those who die in repentance.

So now, it's time to harvest them!

With the constant orders of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe began to move......

The witch of the Red Tiger tribe once again climbed the hill on the edge of her residence.

Panting, she stood there holding on to a tree in her hand, looking at the team of her tribe that had gone away.

Her eyes were as hopeful as ever.

But while there are expectations, there are countless worries.

She stood here, quietly watching, merging with the distant mountains and trees, and the spring water in the forest.

There was a wind blowing, and the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had lost a lot of weight in the recent past, couldn't help shaking her body, and felt cold all over her body.

She reached out and pulled the animal skin on her body hard, and the animal skin wrapped around her body, making her whole person look even thinner......

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe stood here for a long, long time, until these people from her tribe could no longer be seen, and then she slowly came down from the mountain, step by step......

As night fell, firewood and grass burned in the room where the witch of the Red Tiger tribe lived.

In the beating of the flames, the shrine maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe sat here, holding in one hand the string of beads that she used to count that had been polished by her hands, constantly fluctuating.

The other hand ran across a stone slab.

On the top of the stone slab, there are one after another.

Next to the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, there is another person.

This person is also a woman, and the same has no nose.

It's just that this person's age looks much younger than the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.

This person is none other than the next witch chosen by the Red Tiger Tribe!

She had been identified as the next witch of the tribe, and she had been left in the valley to produce pottery and bronze and excavate salt soil.

Didn't come out of the valley.

Today, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, after sending away the people from the tribe, came down from the mountain, and went straight to the valley where the biggest secret of the tribe was hidden.

Then the woman who was sent into the valley in the present day and mastered the making of pottery and bronze was very good, and shouted out.

Let her follow her and start learning the rest.

If you want to become a real shrine maiden in the tribe, you can't just make pottery and bronze ware.

It's just a basic thing.

There's a lot more to learn than that.

Only after learning all these things can you really be regarded as a witch in the tribe.

These things are often only mastered by the witches of the tribe, and if you want to learn them, you need the old witches in the tribe to teach them by word and deed from generation to generation.

Among these things that need to be learned is how to count, that is, how to accurately record and count how many things are in the tribe.

This includes how many people are in the tribe, how much food there is, how many cows there are, and how much prey the tribe has recently gotten......

Counting and counting is something that is important.

Because only by learning to count and calculate, can you accurately know how many things your tribe has, and have an extremely accurate understanding of what your tribe has.

In order to grasp the changes in the tribe, so as to be aware of it......

“@￥@###……”

The witches of the Red Tiger tribe swiped their fingers across a stone slab one by one.

At the same time, the beads on her other hand were also moving slowly under his control.

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe stopped what she was doing, turned her head to look at the next witch standing on the side, and then spoke.

After hearing her words, the next witch who was standing on the side and watching carefully, hurriedly took action.

She picked up the stone tablet, which had been recorded by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, and brought it to the edge of the house, and then carefully placed it against the wall.

Then he picked up a stone slab from another large pile of stone slabs and put it in front of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.

Then she stood on the side and watched the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, performing this work that seemed extremely complicated, but in her eyes, it was full of wisdom and mystery.

Sometimes, she can't help but use her hand to pluck a string of beads in her hand.

This string of beads, like the one held by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, is made of different materials such as bronze, pottery balls, bone, wood, and stone.

Drilled in the middle, it is worn with extremely strong strips of animal skin.

The beads were made by her own hands.

Before it emerged from the valley, making such a string of beads and saving it for future use was something that the Red Tiger Tribe had passed down for a long, long time.

Her string of beads was still very new, not like the one in the hands of the Red Tiger Tribe witch, which had become oily and slippery by now.

Time passed slowly in this quiet, serious and serious, and the night gradually became deeper and thicker.

I don't know how long it took, but the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe finally stopped what she was doing and put down the bracelet.

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who put down the bracelet, couldn't help shaking her two arms and body.

On the one hand, I was tired, and on the other hand, I was stimulated by the results of this calculation!