There was no clock, no watch, but the Indians' timekeeping was simply magically outrageous, saying that the next day dawn arrived, the next day dawn arrived, when the sun tilted and showed half a smiling face, the holy place of the temporary gathering of the Apache tribes was revealed in front of Mao Xingjian's eyes.

And what is even more admirable is the skill of these people, no wonder Chilu is called Chilu, taking the lead in the front, she is like a mountain elf as dexterous and fast, no matter how difficult the stone stone is bumpy, it is like walking on the ground for her, I have seen the skills of the Sioux people, which has made the black pearl sailors of the professional army sigh to themselves, and the red deer has made Dongfang Meng have a little inferiority complex.

It is no wonder that the American imperialists in later generations were so strong in defending and still fighting to the death with these indigenous Indians with a population of more than one million, and it was a nightmare to fight these Indians in the mountains.

However, after arriving at the place, this holy place made Mao Xingjian a little disappointed, it was just a plain valley, empty, and there was a trace of fire at the top of the valley, and there was a row of totem poles hanging with various animal bones on the edge of the valley.

When Mao Xingjian was stunned, Chilu took her people to stand still and inserted them in the valley, and the third totem pillar with the head and bone of the cougar was hung in a row, and then kowtowed devoutly, and bowed for a while, and then she stood up again, and a group of clansmen scattered to find wood to ignite the fire, Chilu personally found a dry flat plank, a thin branch was tied to it, and then it turned rapidly.

At first, Mao Xingjian thought that she was performing some religious ceremony, and he squatted curiously to the side to watch with relish, for a long time, looking at the wheat-colored head of this wild matriarch rubbing her hands and turning her hands were full of crystal beads of sweat, he suddenly realized, this girl is drilling wood to make fire!

Full of helplessness, Mao Xingjian touched it in his pocket, and then walked quickly to her, patted the girl's shoulder, and handed her hand over.

"Na!"

Looking at the small iron box engraved with a phoenix in Mao Xingjian's hand, Chilu's big eyes were obviously confused, but with Mao Xingjian's thumb pulling, with a click, a small flame rose in front of her eyes, and this girl was like seeing a ghost, with an exclamation, and a staggered to the ground.

"Stop drilling, na!"

Regardless of whether this girl understands or not, Mao Xingjian casually put down the lighted kerosene lighter on the wood she had drilled for a long time, and then walked away, even so, the matriarch still dared to come up cautiously for a long time, very primitive people like funny holding a small flame to look up and down, not to mention her, those mountain lion tribe hunters who carried firewood were also full of surprise and looked at it with their heads probed.

After fiddling with it for a long time, Leng Buding raised his head, looked at Mao Xingjian with interest, and looked at himself with a smile, the female patriarch's face turned red, and she angrily sent away a few embarrassed subordinates, and then grabbed a piece of wood and lit it.

After a while, a blazing flame finally crackled, and in this pile of firewood, it is estimated that a secret plant that the Indians themselves knew was also added, and a puff of black smoke rose into the sky.

Holding the lighter that was still burning, Chilu walked back cautiously as if he was holding some artifact, and held it in front of Mao Xingjian with both hands, but looking at her appearance, Mao Xingjian, who couldn't help but smile, closed the lid of the lighter, but did not put it away, but took out a chain from his pocket, and the lower ring was worn on the edge of the lighter, and then clicked, like a necklace, and hung the lighter on Chilu's neck.

This scene is a bit ambiguous, the action is like hugging this heroic matriarch, in the distance, Han Xiaomo, the girl, can't help but pout her little mouth sourly.

Chilu herself was obviously a little stunned, looking at the lighter hanging on her chest in disbelief, and then she was nervous and wanted to pick it up, but before she could take it off, Mao Xingjian was already a fool of himself, looking at the prince's fluttering back, he opened and closed his mouth again and again, and finally the corners of his mouth slightly raised a smile of shame, Chilu let go of his little hand again, and let the lighter hang on himself.

Although different races have different meanings and forms, it seems that the means of flirting with girls are common regardless of ethnicity.

After this small episode, it also made the Apache hunters and the sailors of Snake City less estranged, after running all night, the big guy was already hungry, and the fire of the summoned tribesmen was not very particular, someone went to a nearby mountain spring to fetch water, and the people on both sides directly hung up the pot and cooked porridge on the blazing fire.

In the sound of pickles and porridge, there was also an Apache tribe of about twenty people who also emerged from the mouth of the valley, similar to the red deer, and found their sacrificial totem pole and kowtowed a few heads, the Indians really didn't talk much, and they didn't come to talk, so they looked at a few cows that Mao Xingjian had stopped there, and then the team also found an open space to sit cross-legged, drilled wood and made a fire, took out meat from the bag that I don't know what, crackled and roasted.

Farming, one acre of land can feed one or two adults, nomadic life, almost seventeen acres of land to feed an adult, safari is even more terrifying, a hundred acres, thousands of acres of starvation people also have the situation, hunters are lonely, even if the tribe under the same tribe, it is also far apart, from the arrival of the first tribe in the morning, to the arrival of the last tribe in the evening, it took a whole day.

After the arrival of the last clan, and the ground squirrel tribe with a bunch of small heads on it, this barbecue meeting can be regarded as coming to an end!

After kowtowing to the totem pole belonging to his own clan, the feather crown was stained with five ground squirrel tails, the face was a broad national shape, and the skin was full of wind and frost wrinkles brought by survival in the wild, I don't know if the forty or fifty-year-old earth squirrel chieftain was also at this time The big chief of the Apache tribe Tooth Rat raised his staff that was thicker than ordinary people, and shouted in Apache with a high voice.

It is estimated that he asked who started this rally, Chilu stood up directly from the crowd, and shouted in the Apache language that he didn't understand but seemed quite rough, the tooth mouse and Chilu exchanged a few words and didn't know anything, and then Chilu's finger was on Mao Xingjian's face, listening to her words, the whole venue was hula boiling, and all the Apache people stood up and focused on Mao Xing's fitness.

It was not a good feeling to be stared at by a pair of hunter eyes that seemed to glow in the night, and even the prince felt a chill in his back and couldn't sit still, so he stood up with a smile and held his power to the Indians around him.

"When you meet for the first time, you don't have to be restrained, you are very easy-going!"

Of course, it was useless for him to speak, or it was useful for Chilu to speak, holding a spear in his right hand, Chilu pointed at the participating Apache people, excited and didn't know what to shout, his left hand turned back and pointed at Mao Xingjian, with her shouting, the Apache people who stood up in horror and were about to move obviously wilted, and sat back again, and some of them were ashamed and helpless to droop their heads.

Even the Great Chief Tooth Rat choked for a moment, and then he put a solemn and majestic look on his face again, and this time, he turned his head to face Mao Xingjian, and briefly and quickly shouted out another Apache voice.

"Prince, Chief Tooth Rat said that the Sioux released prisoners of war, so the Apache Ministry owes you a personal favor, and the Apache Ministry will treat you as a VIP, and then ask you what you are doing in the Apache Ministry?"

Although the release of prisoners of war harmed himself and others, and made the Su Snake City angry, but in exchange for a good diplomatic face, with this opportunity, Mao Xingjian hurriedly gave a look, let Su Yu hold the pot that had been mixed on the stove, and handed it to the tooth mouse, and at the same time his voice was high-spirited, and he shouted loudly.

"The only time you came here for peace, the Sioux are willing to provide food for the Apache tribe to spend the winter, and even if you are willing to worship the three gods of corn, the Sioux are also willing to teach the Apache tribe how to cultivate corn, how to tame the bison technology!, and cede the land on the south bank of the Snake River!"

The sensation brought by a series of words was no smaller than that of him, the great chief of the Sioux tribe, who arrived in the Apache tribe, some of the Apache chiefs were incredulous and ecstatic, some were curious to taste the rice porridge that smelled the fragrance of the day, some were full of consternation, plus full of vigilance, and some were simply furious, jumping to their feet and scolding in anger, and the valley that had been quiet all day finally became a vegetable market, and groups of people opened their teeth and danced their claws, chirping and arguing with each other.

The messy roar lasted for a few minutes, and a roar like thunder rang out again, roaring at everyone, and in their astonishment, the tooth rat took a wrinkled old face like a pig's liver, and shouted at Mao Xingjian angrily.

"Apache will not turn his back on the gods and traditions! Nor do they accept alms! In the next war, the Apache will also return this favor to the Sioux captives, and now ask the Sioux Grand Chief to leave the Apache!"

This is an eviction order! Mao Xingjian was instantly dumbfounded.

He couldn't figure it out, when everyone could eat and keep warm together, why did they have to bite the old rules and fight to the death?

He was helpless, and put his hope on Chilu, the fierce matriarch did not live up to his expectations, carrying the heavy war spear, Chilu walked straight to the front of the tooth mouse, in the former with his head held high and arrogant look, he pointed the spear at his face, I don't know what she shouted, whether for or against the Indians all boiled, raised the weapon in their hands, and screamed.

"What's going on here?"

The importance of learning a foreign language is vividly embodied, looking at the cheering crowd but not understanding, Mao Xingjian was sad and anxiously turned his head and asked.

But this time, Su Yu was stunned, stunned for a moment, he was slightly excited, slightly trembling and turned his head to explain.

"Prince, Patriarch Chilu, this is desperate for you!"

(End of chapter)