Through some hemp rods and hemp leaves in front of you, you can see some scenes.

Not too far away, in the place where the Fire Tribe lived, a lot of people could be seen.

Strangely, however, these people are now divided into two camps.

The clamor came from between the two camps.

There are even many people who still hold weapons in their hands.

The Fire Tribe has been invaded by the rest of the tribes here?

Seeing such a scene, Han Cheng immediately had such a thought in his heart.

If this is really the case, depending on the situation, you have to let the people in the tribe help the Fire Tribe solve it.

Not only can you solve the problems of the Fire Tribe, but you can also arrest those who came to the Fire Tribe to find trouble and delay your tribe's business by the way, and bring them to your own tribe to work as coolies.

Get a big ticket for free labor.

Such a thing, just need to think about it, Han Dashenzi felt very excited.

He held back his mood and looked here for a while, gradually realizing that things seemed to be different from what he had thought.

Although the people on these two sides quarreled fiercely and seemed to be extremely excited, they never had the intention of making a move until now.

This kind of behavior made Han Cheng, who was quietly observing here, look a little anxious and dissatisfied in his heart.

These guys, what are you arguing about here, can't you just pick up your weapons and just hit it?

When did this primitive person become such a mother-in-law?

Han Dashenzi muttered in his heart.

"Son of God, it seems that the people on both sides are from the Fire Tribe."

At this moment, the senior brother spoke, with some hesitation and doubt in his voice.

"That's the coals, this one here looks like a fireball, they have transported sackcloth to our tribe before, and they have lived in our tribe for a short time."

The elder brother said.

Hearing Senior Brother say this, Han Cheng, who was imagining many things, couldn't help but be stunned.

People from the Fire Tribe on both sides?

What's going on?

There was infighting?

Or did some people from the Fire Tribe, eating inside and crawling outside, and bringing people from the outside to attack their own tribe?

Han Cheng thought so in his heart, but he couldn't come up with a good conclusion.

"There was a dispute among their tribes, as if to say who is worthy to be the leader of the tribe......"

At this time, the first translator of the tribe who was following Han Cheng said in this voice.

Han Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted, and asked out loud, "Is the old leader of their tribe dead?" Or is it that the old leader can't control the people in the tribe, and there are new people who want to pull the old leader down and become the leader of the tribe? ”

When there was a dispute in the tribe over the position of chief, there seemed to be no other reason than these two.

"I don't know, I haven't heard it yet."

Listening carefully, he shook his head and went back like this.

In the midst of such careful listening, those Fire Tribal people who seemed to be extremely excited and noisy and non-stop had a new change.

I saw that five or six of the people who seemed to be very excited walked out, turned around and came to the bottom of the shed not far away, and in a short time two big things were lifted out of it.

Although the distance was relatively far, Han Cheng still recognized it at a glance.

The two things that were carried out by the Fire Tribe were looms.

After these years of development, the loom of the Qingque tribe has been greatly improved and improved on the basis of the original extremely simple.

At least now you can move around at will.

Unlike in the past, if you want to move it to the ground, it takes a lot of effort to disassemble and reinstall it......

Looking at such a scene from afar, Han Cheng couldn't help but be full of doubts and confused.

What are these people doing?

Isn't it arguing about who does the chief's business?

Why did you suddenly lift the loom out?

The style of painting has changed too quickly, right?

Under Han Cheng's stunned and confused gaze, these people each carried a loom and returned to the two camps, put it down, and placed it steadily.

In addition, some people brought the twine that had been wrapped around and placed it on the sides of the two looms.

Then, with an order, the people on the sides of the two camps all retreated to the back, retreating a distance of about two meters.

On the side of the two looms, one person was left behind.

As the crowd retreated, the two men sat down in front of the loom at a very fast speed.

After sitting here, the two of them quickly picked up the thread on the side with their hands and began to install it on the loom.

After installing it, one person starts to weave the cloth with a shuttle in his hand, and the movement is very fast.

Han Cheng has seen a lot of things like weaving.

But I have never seen a weaving contest like this and sit in front of a loom and have a weaving contest between two big men.

His mouth was a little wide open, and he didn't react for a moment that this was all a magical operation.

He was stunned here and didn't react, but the two people from the Fire Tribe over there were not in a daze, and their subordinates kept moving.

The man on the left had been weaving the cloth with the shuttle in his hand for a while, and the man on the right seemed to be in a hurry to hang the thread.

I hurriedly glanced at the person opposite, and saw that the man had already started weaving, and I couldn't help but feel more anxious.

He didn't dare to pause for half a minute, so he took the shuttle and began to hurriedly weave and weave.

Sometimes, the more panicked people are, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

It took a few strokes back and forth before the thread on the shuttle broke.

He was in a hurry, but he had to stop the movements in his hand, and seemed to be in a hurry to find the broken thread, as well as the thread on the shuttle he was holding in his hand, and connected it together a little clumsily, and then hurriedly weaved the cloth.

However, good times don't last long.

Not long after weaving, the thread on the shuttle in his hand broke again.

He hurriedly and clumsily connected the threads, and then began to weave in a hurry again.

As a result, it didn't take long to weave, and the thread on the shuttle in his hand broke off again.

Terminals are a very time-consuming thing.

This man was not very fast at weaving, but at this time, the weaving threads continued to break, and his heart became anxious and on fire.

On the other hand, the man opposite him was very skillful, and he was constantly weaving cloth there.

From the beginning to the present, the cloth on the shuttle in his hand has not been broken once.

This person who is always disconnected when he sees such a thing, his eyelids are jumping!

“#RW@#！”

Suddenly, he shouted loudly.

What he shouted meant was that the person on the other side had cheated.

If it's not cheating, then why does the thread in his hand keep breaking, but the thread on the shuttle in the guy opposite is not broken?

“#￥##……”

The accused man had a reserved smile on his face.

He watched as the man spoke.

Then he reached out and tore off the thread on his shuttle with his hand, and threw the shuttle to the person opposite.

After receiving the shuttle, the man also threw the shuttle in his hand that was always broken.

After swapping shuttles, both of them began wiring and then weaving.

Next, a miracle happened.

After changing the shuttle, the person who always disconnects the thread still breaks often.

And the person who doesn't stop the line is basically on the line.

“#EWSW3……”

After a while, this person who was always disconnected finally couldn't stand the abuse.

He said so loudly that he threw the shuttle in his hand to the ground.

And this act also directly announced his failure.

“@W@#WE……”

The crowd standing behind the man who had won the victory, who had skillfully weaved, could not help but cheer, with excitement and excitement.

And the people on the losing side seem to be a little silent.

However, this silence did not last long, and was soon completely broken.

They shouted, defiantly and unconvinced.

Han Cheng, who was hiding in the hemp field, silently witnessing the end of a strange game and seeing such a scene now, couldn't help but reach out and touch his head, looking puzzled.

What's going on?

The primitive people, who have always been known for their cheerfulness and uprightness, will actually have things like cheating and non-admitting things?

Under his suspicious gaze, things soon took a new turn.

I saw the loser, in the midst of the shouts of the people on their side, stand up from the front of the loom.

Standing up from the front of the loom and leaving, he looked relaxed all over.

He writhed violently.

Then he thumped his hand on his chest a few times to show his strength.

And the person who has a good hand in weaving cloth and can defeat him completely, the smile on his face did not appear for long, and he was already frozen.

He looked at the man who was pounding his chest, and there was some embarrassment and hesitation on his face.

Just as the man was embarrassed about weaving, he was just as embarrassed about what was going on.

Still, in spite of his embarrassment, he rose from the front of the loom, and after moving his body a little, he headed for the man who was clearly stronger than him.

Contrary to Han Cheng's expectations, the two people who looked like they were going to fight the last one did not fight.

After coming together, they came to a place, and everyone dodged away, revealing a large open space.

Then the strong man stooped down and picked up a stone from the ground that had been placed there, pulled it out, and threw it with all his might.

The stone flew far away, and after flying a long distance, it was considered to fall completely.

A man from both camps ran over and stuck a very conspicuous wooden stick in his hand into the mark where the stone had fallen to the ground.

Then he returned with the stone and gave it to the man who had not yet thrown it.

This person who is very skilled in weaving, took this stone at this time, but his heart was a little stunned.

He grabbed it, stretched it a few times, made a full pose, and threw it with all his might.

However, it didn't turn out well.

It could be seen that he had tried his best to throw, but he still couldn't throw as far as the man on the side.

It's not a short distance.

Glancing at the guy who could only weave, this strong man, he couldn't help but raise his head.

Then he picked up an extremely sharp wooden stick from the side, and threw it out with all his strength.

The javelin-like wooden sticks slashed through the sky once again, landing far ahead.

Someone went out again, pulled out the throwing gun, and inserted a wooden stick in the place where the throwing gun landed as a marker.

Then the man who weaves the cloth well throws.

The results are obvious, and he still can't match them.

After these two competitions, the two men quickly scuffled together.

After a scuffle, it was the stronger man who gained the upper hand and emerged victorious.

“@#W#！”

Those who belonged to the camp of the strong cheered loudly with joy.

It means that they have already won, and the leader should be the one they have chosen to do it!

He's so good!

It's so powerful!

And he is also very good at hunting.

Only such a person is worthy to be the leader of his tribe!

Only such a person can lead the people in the tribe, defend the tribe, and bring a high enough sense of security to the tribe!

to be able to bring enough food to the tribe!

And, in the past, when the leader of the tribe was elected, it was like this, it was held by the strong!

“@#W@#……”

Their words were quickly refuted by the other side.

They spoke emotionally, occasionally pointing to the loom and the place where the tribe had stored its food.

Their meaning is also very clear, saying that the tribe can live such a life, not by hunting, but by weaving!

Today, weaving cloth brings far more food than the tribe can get from hunting!

If you still rely on hunting, the people of your own tribe will still be hungry and full, and they will not be able to live such a life at all, and the people in the tribe will not increase so fast!

The choice of the leader of the tribe should be based on who can bring enough food to the tribe and lead the people in the tribe to live well.

And not look at the other!

Nothing else can be eaten as a meal.

Similar quarrels and competitions have been carried out many times.

The people of the Fire Tribe, which is divided into two parts, have their own opinions, and no one can convince anyone.

So much so that the old leader of their tribe has been dead for a long time, and the new leader of their tribe has not yet been elected.

These days, their tribe has been busy with the matter of choosing a leader, and the rest of the things have been delayed.