The people of the Bone Tribe brought a lot of things this time, in addition to two empty jars for salt and food to eat, they also brought a lot of fur.

It's the rhythm of going to trade things.

“#@#Df！”

Looking at the numerous furs that were being carried, the leader of the Bone Tribe suddenly let out an angry voice and kicked on a woman with bruises on her body.

When the woman heard the leader's angry words, she already showed a look of horror, but she did not dare to dodge, and was kicked firmly by this foot, and staggered several steps, without falling to the ground.

The animal skin wrapped around his body was completely torn apart in this stagger, and his body, which was not wearing a two-piece suit to prevent it from getting naked, was exposed to the air like that, and more scars were visible from the body covered by fur.

She was beaten but didn't dare to move, subconsciously shrunk back, looking at the leader of the bone tribe with fear, waiting for the next kick to come.

In the past few days, this kind of encounter has not been encountered by her for the first time, and at the beginning, she was beaten even more severely than this.

“#@#Df！”

The leader of the Bone Tribe kicked twice more in a row, until he knocked the primitives to the ground, then let her go, and then walked forward.

The rest of the people watched all this, and none of them came to stop the atrocities committed by the chief, and some were only indifferent.

Some even made up two feet after the leader left.

It was not until no one came to strike her that the woman got up from the ground, wrapped herself in a hide, took up her weapon, and limped to the back of the group.

She was in tears, but she didn't dare to cry, because if she cried, someone would come and beat her.

Despite this, she didn't feel how wronged she was.

Who allowed himself to break the vat that the tribe had used so many things to replace for cooking? When the harmful tribe still doesn't have too much food, they carry a lot of fur and go to that tribe to exchange for a vat.

Not only will this cause the tribe to lose a lot of fur, but it will also not waste time getting food, which will make the tribe's food seem strained.

The reason they went there this time was because one of their tribe said that on the way to that tribe, sometimes there would be a herd of deer.

That's why they dispatched so many people this time, one is to make a deal, and the other is to try their luck.

If they can meet that herd of deer, not to mention too much, they only need to hunt one, and they can eat them for two days.

Under the sun, the people of the Bone Tribe walked in the direction of the Qingque Tribe......

Han Cheng took a few wild hemp plants that were far from growing, and returned to the place where the wooden boat was moored with the senior brother and the others.

I found a wooden stick two or three meters long, tied a large piece of leather at one end, and plunged it deep into the mud by the river.

On the back of this piece of skin, Han Cheng also drew an abstract bird with charcoal, which was the blue finch on the totem pole of their tribe.

Drawing a blue finch on the skin is a joke that he has improvised.

Planting something like a flag here is not to declare that this place will belong to the Qingque tribe from now on, but to make a relatively eye-catching mark, so that when you come to collect hemp in the future, you will not find a place.

Untie the ropes and pull the wooden boat floating in the water, and everyone finds the oars hidden in the grass, and they board the boat together and leave the stable inlet.

On the simple map drawn by Han Cheng, there is a name here, called 'Mawan'

The appearance of hemp made Han Cheng's mood very good, and the anxiety about the uncertain future was diluted a lot.

He stood in the boat and looked around, but there was still a lot of recklessness around him.

Forests of concrete and steel do not appear, and there are only lush ancient mountain forests.

No tribes were found along the way, and no people were seen.

The speed of the boat along the river is still very fast, and it is a few days of stop-and-go, at least nearly 250 miles of waterway.

According to the characteristics of people living by water, and the fact that this river is almost 200 meters wide as a communication artery, there must be at least some villages on both sides of the river.

Given the horrors of the population in later generations, such a situation should not have arisen, especially in the mid-latitudes suitable for survival.

Looking at the vastness of this area, Han Cheng was in a very complicated mood, expressing joy and sorrow.

I don't know how many years of repair, not only crossed the same boat with Han Cheng, but also slept in the same boat, the senior brother didn't have such complicated feelings, just rowed down the river.

There were big waterfowl flying near the boat, and they looked curiously at these monkeys that could float on the water, and they were not afraid at all, because they knew that once they were in the air, the wingless ones on the ground could not do anything to them.

Not just the monkeys, but all the guys who can't fly.

"Zheng" a bowstring sounded, and a waterfowl that wanted to see these monkeys floating on the water up close screamed and fell into the water, fluttering wildly.

The blood stained some of the water red, and after a while, it was completely silent.

The rest of the waterfowl suffered from this change, flapping their wings and screaming in panic and flew away, today's events, really subverted the three views of birds.

Curiosity kills not only cats, but also birds.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Senior Brother Sha put down the bow in his hand, pulled a rope under his feet, and pulled back the bird that had paid for his curiosity.

The other end of the wet rope was firmly tied to a feathered arrow.

This is the pioneering work done by Senior Brother Sha after experiencing the dilemma that it is easy to find it when the feather arrow is shot in such a wilderness.

The effect is very good, even if it affects the accuracy of archery somewhat, but the feather arrows that are not easy to make will not be lost again.

There were already a lot of bird feathers in the cabin, which Senior Brother Sha had left for time to make feather arrows.

After a night of anchoring, the group went ashore again, and the objects they looked at were not only vegetation and trees, but some stones were also surveyed, but so far no useful ore has been encountered.

This stop, near a hill, there are a lot of rocks at the foot of the mountain, and the trees on the mountain are not very dense.

Han Cheng and Senior Brother came to the mountain together, but they didn't find anything useful along the way.

Today's weather is fine, you can see far away, Han Cheng looked east, as far as the eye could see, it was still a patch of recklessness, and there was not the slightest human habit.

It seems that the place where he is located should not be a primitive man's reserve, even if it is a tropical rainforest, he and others have walked so far along the water, it is not because they should not see the slightest trace of modernity.

"Miko, go back."

Senior Brother said to Han Cheng.

It's been so long since they came out, and everyone has already missed the tribe.

It was the farthest they had been from the tribe since they were born.