Autumn is high and cool, the sun is not dry, there is no breeze, for those who enjoy the autumn scenery, there may be something missing, but for the people of the Qingque tribe who have cleared out the wide isolation zone and are ready to set fire to the waste, it is the best weather at the moment.

"Boom, boom......"

The skillful fire that has been playing with the hand pressure drill squatted next to the big pile of broken wood and dead leaves, and pressed up and down the hand pressure drill specially used to make a fire after the transformation.

The leather rope swayed back and forth, and the blackened wooden drill pipe that had been ground on the head quickly turned in circles, and the black powder flowed out of the wooden pit and fell on the dry and delicate velvet below, and green smoke rose with it.

Huoyi put down the hand pressure drill, picked up the smoking velvet, picked up the toothless, leaky mouth and blew it 'whirring'.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and flames jumped.

The fire velvet was placed on the edge of a large pile of dead branches and leaves, and soon the spark formed a prairie fire.

Huo Yi, who was weak in her legs but insisted on lighting the fire, took the tools used to light the fire, took a step and walked as fast as she could.

They have always revered the fire that brings light and warmth and cooks food.

As soon as the sweaty fire on his head came to the outside of the isolation zone, he turned to look at the fire that was already rising with smoke, and his cloudy old eyes flashed with awe and excitement.

A huge flame rose up, devouring the dead branches and leaves, and the overwhelming heat wave swept in, and the people of the Qingque tribe who were on fire outside the isolation zone couldn't help but retreat four or five feet away.

Even though they had already done such a thing once last year, when they looked at this fire again, the people of the Qingque tribe still showed horror on their faces.

Two days ago, rain fell, and the thicker part of the pile of dead branches and broken leaves in the middle was not completely dry, but now under the burning of the fire, there are thick pillars of smoke coming out, slowly rushing straight up into the sky, quite a bit of wolf smoke.

Of course, if the surrounding trees were replaced with deserts, the animal skins of the people standing next to them were stripped off, replaced with armor blades, and a faded flag planted on the side, it would be even more solemn and murderous.

It seems that it is no longer necessary, and such a scene is already extremely scary at present!

At least a group of people three or four miles away were already frightened by the spectacle.

The leader of the green tribe, who was dirty on his body, stopped abruptly, and looked at the pillar of smoke that rose to the sky in the distance with more than a dozen people who followed him in surprise, as if connected to the white clouds floating in the sky, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes flashed with horror.

The leader of the Green Tribe and the others, in addition to being frightened, hurriedly clenched the weapons in their hands, and after vigilantly looking at the bushes around them, they turned their eyes to the side of the smoke pillar, ready to run away if they found out that something was wrong.

After staying in place for a while and not finding any danger, the people of the Green Tribe, who were carrying and holding a lot of things, were a lot more relieved.

Looking at the pillar of smoke that did not mean to abate, but became thicker and thicker, the leader of the Green Tribe suddenly sighed.

He looked at the people carrying large bags and small bags, and his face became even more melancholy.

“#￥@#4%!”

He turned to the man behind him, then turned and walked back.

“￥%!@&”

Someone asked out loud and wondered.

They were very impressed by the affluent neighboring tribes.

In the past, after attending the Joy Society, they often appeared in their dreams by people of various tribes, men and women.

This year was very different, and after the joy party was over, the thing that appeared most in their dreams was the thing called pottery that was like a stone but different from a stone, which was burned on the fire.

Of course, in the pottery in my dreams, there is always a steaming and fragrant delicious fish soup that you can't finish drinking.

Sometimes, there will be two thin sticks called chopsticks by the neighboring tribes, and they will not be able to hold delicious food with them in their hands, and many people will wake up in a hurry......

After such a long time, the magic of pottery and the deliciousness of fish soup have not faded with time, but have become clearer and more profound.

In the past, there was not much food in the tribe, so they had to endure it, but now in the autumn, the food finally became abundant, and they couldn't wait to take the food and set off for the rich tribe, and for this reason they gave up the time to hunt and gather fruits.

After walking for so long, it was finally coming, but the leader wanted to take them back, and they were naturally reluctant.

The leader of the Green Tribe paused and looked at the reluctant crowd.

He was also reluctant to go back like this.

The people of the tribe crave pottery, they crave delicious food, and he craves it too.

These days, he used the clay bowl that he exchanged from the Qingque tribe to learn from the Qingque tribe, and put it on the fire with stones, and he didn't cook less food to eat.

It's just that no matter how he gets it, the taste is a lot worse than that of the rich tribe in the neighborhood before, even if he puts the fattest meat in it.

After much thought and many attempts, he attributed the problem to the fact that the pottery he used to cook his food was too small.

After much deliberation, I finally made the decision to come with food and exchange large pottery.

It's a good idea to replace the pottery used by the neighboring tribe to cook food, so that your own tribe can also make delicious food.

Thinking that he could eat that delicious food every day in the future, the leader of the Green Tribe couldn't help but be full of joy and anticipation, and saliva would appear in his mouth, and he needed to swallow it so that it would not flow out.

Just now......

He looked at the thick pillar of smoke, frightened and filled with deep helplessness, and pity and sympathy for what had happened to that powerful tribe.

He remembered the road very clearly, and the place where the thick pillar of smoke rose was the place where the rich tribe lived!

The scale of the pillar of smoke was far greater than any smoke he had ever seen before, and from so far away he could smell the burning of firewood, and he didn't have to think about how miserable the tribe would be.

“%#^&#@~”

He pointed to the thick pillar of smoke and explained to his people that the wealthy tribe was suffering a catastrophe that might never exist again.

When everyone in the Green Tribe heard this, they all showed a look of horror, happiness, and regret.

“@4!%~￥”

The person who had just opened his mouth to call out to the leader of the Green Tribe to ask the reason was not the same as the reaction of the others, and after thinking for a while, he spoke again, and put down the thing he was holding in his hand and gestured to express it.

The Green Tribe Leader's eyes suddenly lit up after he understood what this man meant......