Mizusawa came over quickly, and seeing Bai Lang's figure gradually disappearing from view, he was not angry that he didn't leave the other party, but was very happy, standing in place and laughing.

The others cheered when they saw how happy their lieutenant was. The water snake was the most excited, and called the others to throw Mizusawa into the air, shouting heroes, which was the highest courtesy they had for the tribal warriors.

Mizusawa, who was in the air, felt that his prestige had returned again, and he had once again consolidated his position in everyone's minds through this victory. Not only does it blow the opponent and weaken the opponent's strength, but it also increases the prestige of the tribe that was reduced by the previous exchange, and presumably his own leader brother will also praise himself!

A group of people surrounded Mizusawa, carrying the hunting harvest of the Baishui tribe, singing and dancing, and returning in the direction of their own tribe, a cheerful scene.

In the Blackwater Tribe, in the largest grass hut, there was a fire pit in the middle, scattering a faint light around, reflecting the face of the old man sitting in front of the fire pit red. It was as if time had stood still here, and every time I came in, it was the same scene, and even the two halflings beside the Witch had remained in that position.

If it weren't for the fact that Grandpa Healer could speak, Shui Yuan would have felt that all of this was fake.

"Grandpa Doctor Witch, today Mizusawa went out and had a fight with the group of people from the Baishui tribe, killing half of the other party, killing five dead and eight injured on his side."

Shui Yuan came in, first saluted, and after getting used to the light inside, he told the old man in front of him what happened today.

"Hmm! Mizusawa is naughty again, but the Baishui tribe often fights with us, either for territory or for food. Since the artifact fishing net was damaged, our tribe has returned to its previous state, and every now and then we will go hungry. Although it will not starve people to death, it will still affect the development of the tribe in the long run. ”

The old man did not comment on Mizusawa's behavior, but there was still some pampering in his words.

"Yes, Grandpa Witch. Today's conflict is also due to the overlap of hunting areas, which leads to disputes when fishing. If we don't solve the problem of food sources in the short term, then our tribe will have a crisis. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"Crisis? Yes, in fact, the tribe has already had a crisis, and if it cannot be resolved, it will have a great impact on the tribe. We have discussed this issue before, either to divide like birds and beasts, and to divide a part of the people, just as our ancestors made in the distant past. Either we will expand our territory and drive out other tribesmen on our territory, or we will reduce the number of slaves in the tribe. ”

The old man threw a piece of wood into the fire, raising a string of sparks, which quickly annihilated and disappeared into what seemed to be a black hole.

Mizubuchi listened respectfully.

"Expanding the territory will lead to war, but it will also take a toll on the strength of our tribe, and the ranking of the five major tribes may fall. Reducing the number of slaves would increase the burden of hunting or gathering on our tribesmen. And these aspects are not what we want to see. ”

"So, it's imperative to find ways to get more food."

At this point, the old man paused, took something out of his bosom and threw it into his mouth, and slurped.

"People are getting old, and their teeth are falling out. Fortunately, the Greystone tribe sent me this clay pot in front of me, so that I can eat more and live for a few more years. Sometimes I would wonder what kind of amazing tribe that Ding tribe was. I've heard that they have an endless supply of food, not only fishing nets, but also axes that can quickly cut down trees, animals and horses, and living in houses made of mud, which are much better than wooden huts like ours. Is all this because Aragami is in their tribe? ”

The old man seemed to be there

Asking himself is like asking Shui Yuan, but no one can answer, not even himself.

"The legend of Aragami has been around for a long time, but this time we all really felt the convenience that Aragami brings. Such as fishing nets, such as rattan baskets, back baskets, such as clay pots and bowls, and other things that we dare not think of or can't think of.

If it weren't for the long distance, I would like to see for myself the magic of this Ding tribe. ”

The Witch took out a tortoise shell from the bag next to him, looked at the firelight, and remained in the fire.

"Come, let's see what the result of the divination is, whether it is good or bad to go to the Ding tribe."

With a crackling sound, the tortoise shell quickly cracked. The old man didn't seem to be afraid of the heat, so he took out the tortoise shell directly with his hands.

"Poof!"

Blowing the ash off the tortoiseshell in one breath made the corners of Shui Yuan's eyes tighten. The breath blown by the doctor witch grandfather is full of medium qi and moderate strength, which means that the old man in front of him is still in good health.

Lifting the tortoise shell, he looked at the situation of the tortoise shell for a while with the help of the light from the fire, then handed it to Shui Yuan and said:

"Well, it's not bad luck. I just divined at the same time, where is the future way out of the tribe. The results of divination show that the way out lies in the Ding tribe. What do you see? ”

Shui Yuan took a closer look at the crack of the tortoise shell, and saw that it was the same as what the old man said, so he immediately gently put the tortoise shell aside, nodded and said:

"Grandpa Witch, be as you say. If you want to get more food, you really have to start with the Ding tribe, either exchange back the fishing nets or learn how to weave fishing nets, at least from the information we have learned so far, this fishing net must have a certain knack. Since our tribe can't master this technology, why don't we befriend the Ding tribe, let the Ding tribe have a better impression of our tribe, and exchange more good things. ”

Mizumichi paused, as if to make a difficult decision.

"When we master the know-how, then it is up to us to kill or stay with the Ding tribe."

The Doctor Witch nodded, but said with a solemn expression:

"We all mentioned just now that this Ding tribe is not suitable for being an enemy, and can only be friends. Before, Mizusawa still owed sixty slaves, so you can take these slaves to the Ding tribe and give a credit. At the same time, we will use the specialties of our tribe to exchange pottery, fishing nets, and even the technology of these products. ”

"Well, Grandpa Doctor is right. In that case, then I will start arranging this matter now, and I will go to the Ding tribe this time in person. During this period, I would like you to pay close attention to Mizusawa, at present, our tribe should not make too many enemies, especially when I heard that the leader of the Baishui tribe has also gone to the Ding tribe to exchange. If the other party is friendly with the Ding tribe, then it will be even more impossible to suppress the Baishui tribe. ”

Mizubuchi decided to go to the Ding tribe himself to make contact with the legendary Aragami and express his concerns. He knows that his younger brother is a little smart, but he sometimes acts impulsively, and if no one is watching, he is afraid that he will do more outrageous things.

"Well, there you go!"

Shui Yuan got up and quickly left to prepare.

And the grandfather of the doctor put the clay pot on the fire, added some water, and threw a few pieces of meat into it, ready to cook the meat soup. When you are old and have bad teeth, you need to eat something that is easy to swallow.

The entire Heishui tribe was active, and Shui Yuan arranged for his subordinates to select the sixty slaves, and selected those male slaves who were disobedient and always causing trouble, such as the stupid pig of the Mad Pig tribe, the snow mountain of the Snow Mountain tribe, and others with some female slaves.

Originally, his subordinates also wanted to put some thin people in, but Shui Yuan considered that he wanted to make friends with the Ding tribe, so he rejected their approach, so as not to backfire and make the relationship between the two tribes bad.

As for the items used for exchange, nothing more

It is similar to that of the Baishui tribe and the Honghu tribe, animal skins, seeds, lotus seeds and lotus roots, but there is also a special product of their own tribe: water chestnut.

At this time, it is the season when everything grows, and the items used for exchange are also the items picked last autumn, and some walnuts and white fruits collected in the mountains and forests behind the tribe are all stock. As for meat, there was none, and it was seen that there were no suitable animals to hunt on the road of the Ding tribe.

Shui Yuan, tired from a day's work at night, returned to his mud house.

The mud houses of the tribe were built very simply, that is, two pairs of wooden sticks were tied together at one end to form an arch, and they were tied in the soil to leave an opening for entry and exit. The sticks are stuffed with thin branches and reeds, and a layer of mud is smeared on the inside and outside, and after drying, this simple mud house made of mud mixed with grass and wood is completed.

The size of an ordinary house is only about four or five square meters, and the slaves' houses will be smaller, and there will be more people, and only the houses of the chieftain and the witch doctor will be larger. For example, the house of Shui Yuan can be about eight square meters, and the number of witches may reach ten square meters, which can be regarded as showing their status.

The floor of the house is covered with a thick layer of grass and a layer of animal skins, and in the middle is a fire pit in which barbecue and meat are heated.

Although such a house is not strong enough and not very warm, as a tribe living near the water, there are no caves to live in, which is already a very good living condition. At least Ding Qi will praise it when he sees it, but it is much stronger than the tribe that builds houses on trees.

As the weather gets hotter, frogs can be heard in the distance, and the roars of some animals that come out at night to feed and drink. As a large tribe, the surrounding carnivores are far away from the area, lest they become food for humans.

At this time, in the mud house, the bonfire is lit and extinguished, but on the "bed" belonging to the water abyss, a woman's carcass * body is lying horizontally on a black and white animal skin, under the red light of the bonfire, it is indescribably tempting. Although he was a little thin, he highlighted a pair of white rabbits on his chest, and a piece of jade was displayed horizontally between the twin peaks, making Shui Yuan's breathing immediately heavy.

As a member of the Snow Mountain tribe, Bing has a beautiful face that other primitive women do not have, with fair and ruddy skin, no excessive hair, and a pityable and primitive woman's straightforwardness and ability. After she was captured by the people of the Blackwater Tribe, she has been following Shui Yuan, but after a long time, the two have never had offspring.

The Snow Mountain tribe was exterminated, ostensibly because of the secret of Jade and White Bear, but since Shui Yuan took ice as a forbidden body, everyone privately thought that it was Shui Yuan who fell in love with Ice's face. But as for the truth or falsehood, only the leader knows.

Shui Yuan casually closed the door, and in a short time there was a whisper like a tanuki screaming, and a low roar like a lion.

For a long time, the wind was harvested, and the showers first stopped.

The sweat-covered snow-white carcass was lying on the broad chest, still shaking and panting uncontrollably. The two of them grinded their ears and temples, kept whispering, and from time to time there were one or two coquettish laughter.

After a while, the storm came again, and the woman was like a lotus leaf on the surface of the lake, crackling with a beating, and a sense of satisfaction and conquest filled it with a heart-pounding sound.

Early the next morning, on the field in the middle of the Blackwater tribe, a team of more than one hundred and fifty people stood there, led by Shui Yuan, receiving the prayers and blessings of the healer. And not far from the water abyss, the ice is impressively lined up in the crowd of travelers.

Mizusawa came up and hugged Shui Yuan, and Shui Yuan told the other party not to cause trouble anymore and to protect his tribe.

Soon, a team of 100 slaves and more than 50 members of the Blackwater tribe left the tribe and headed north to find the tribe where the legendary Aragami stayed.