In China, the terraced rice fields are generally mainly distributed in the mountainous areas of the southeastern provinces, where the landforms are mostly hilly and rainfall is relatively abundant.

However, due to the lack of plain terrain suitable for rice cultivation, the ancient working people used their wisdom to build beautiful and spectacular terraces to solve the problem of growing grain.

It is clear that the geomorphological features of this area are very similar to those of the southeastern provinces of China, which are also mountainous and hilly.

Although the rainfall is not so abundant, there are many springs in the mountain that can be used for irrigation of rice.

Therefore, the He tribe coincided with the working people of ancient China, and thought of building terraces relying on the mountains to achieve large-scale planting.

"Squeak, squeak......"

At midnight, in the quiet jungle, only the chirping of unknown insects can be heard.

Lin Luo, who was resting on a big rock, suddenly opened his eyes.

As if sensing something, Zixiao, who was lying beside him, immediately opened his eyes and raised his head.

"Shh

Seeing this, Lin Luo immediately made a silent gesture towards Zixiao.

Seeing Lin Luo's gesture, Zixiao mentally fell back on his stomach, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Lin Luo, on the other hand, turned his head cautiously and looked around.

At this time, several bonfires not far away were still burning, and some figures sitting around the bonfires could be seen standing guard.

Not only him and the argali, but also some other tribes who came to trade, also chose to rest and spend the night near the foot of the He tribe mountain.

After all, this place is very close to the He tribe, and the fierce beasts will not easily approach here, so it will be safer.

After taking a closer look, Lin Luo gathered his breath and got up quietly, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dark jungle.

Previously, by talking to more tribes, Lin Luo had already learned that the He tribe had never taken out those grain seeds that could be continuously cultivated for trading.

Therefore, Lin Luo's heart has also been broken, and the idea of offering a high price to try to trade.

However, if he gave up like this, he was unwilling.

Therefore, Lin Luo planned to try to use extraordinary means to sneak directly into the He tribe to steal it.

"Sand, Sand......"

With a rustling sound, Lin Luo's figure soon appeared outside a relatively remote giant wooden wall.

At the gate, there are totem warriors of the He tribe guarding it, and it is not easy to sneak in quietly.

Therefore, it is necessary to choose a more remote wall as an entry point.

After listening to the outside of the giant wooden wall, and finding that there was no movement inside, Lin Luo quickly climbed over the wall.

Inside the walls, the He tribe did not have dense trees, so in the bright moonlight, it was not as dark as in the jungle.

However, this is obviously not good news for Lin Luo, and it will greatly increase the possibility of him being exposed.

Therefore, Lin Luo didn't dare to stay near the wall for a long time, and immediately ran towards a big tree not far away.

After running to the side of the big tree, Lin Luo climbed to the tree in twos and threes, hiding his body with the help of dense leaves.

After that, I was a little relieved to observe the situation in the He tribe.

In addition to the terraced rice fields scattered on the mountain, there are many wooden houses at the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, and on the top of the mountain.

Among them, the number of wooden houses at the foot of the mountain is the largest, and it is almost connected into a large area.

Further up, the number of wooden houses halfway up the hill is much smaller, and they are all located on slower, flat lots.

As for the last summit of the mountain, Lin Luo had already seen it when he climbed the last high mountain and looked into the distance, and only a large wooden house was built there.

And according to the tribal habits of this world, generally the higher the status of the person, the higher the place where he lives.

Therefore, Lin Luo guessed in his heart that the people living at the foot of the mountain should all be ordinary people from the He tribe.

Living halfway up the mountain is the totem warrior of the He tribe.

The only wooden house on the top of the hill was obviously the residence of the He tribe's witches.