Wang Lang looked at the frightened people with a smile, waved his hand to let them put away their weapons, pointed to one of their men, and asked him to come over and talk.

Seeing Wang Lang pointing at him, the man looked at his companion nervously, talked a few words, and walked over to Wang Lang tremblingly.

When he was more than a meter away from Wang Lang, the fire pressed a spear against his chest, which frightened the man so much that he thought he was going to die.

"You're standing right here." Regardless of whether he understood it or not, the fire motioned for the other person to take the stick from his hand.

This man didn't dare to resist at all, so he could only obediently obey Wang Lang's mercy.

Wang Lang squatted on the ground with a twig and asked the man to squat down as well.

Wang Lang, who was holding a branch, pulled out some of the low weeds on the ground, and used the branch to draw a big bird lying on the bare soil.

"That's the moa, get it?" After Wang Lang finished painting, he pointed to the painting on the ground and then to the body of the moa, and said to the man.

The man looked at the painting and then at the moa, and nodded in a flash of realization.

Seeing that he understood what he meant, Wang Lang drew a stroke on the leg of the moa he had drawn, and then drew two eggs next to it, pointed to the half-cut leg and the bird's egg, and said, "You can only get half of the two eggs." ”

The man looked at the painting and thought about it carefully, understood what Wang Lang meant, frowned and turned to say something to his companion, and after some chattering discussion, the man nodded and agreed to Wang Lang's deal.

Fire said from the side, "Lang, why give them things, if we hadn't saved them, they would have died long ago." ”

Wang Lang smiled and said: "We don't have enough manpower, isn't it good to get these people back to work for us, let them work and have to give them food!" ”

After hearing this, the others suddenly realized, and looked at these people as if they were staring at the big bad wolf of the little white rabbit.

Those people looked at Wang Lang's strange expressions, and there was a faint feeling of something bad in their hearts, but they didn't know what was wrong.

Wang Lang got up and clapped his hands, and said to Huo and the others: "Take them with you, let's return to the tribe, and now this place should be able to return to the tribe before dark." After a pause, the corners of Wang Lang's mouth curled slightly and said, "By the way, let them drag the corpse of this big bird." ”

The fire and the others looked at the huge moa corpse on the ground, and they all looked at those people with some pity, dragging such a big thing for a long time, they had to be tired and half dead, but what does this have to do with themselves, anyway, it is not themselves who are tired.

After putting away the weapons that were shot out, these six people dragged the body of the moa forward little by little under the coercion of Wang Lang and their obscenity, facing the well-equipped Wang Lang and these people, they did not dare to escape, and the current situation made the door feel like they had just come out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den.

As for the companions who died of these people, Wang Lang saw that they didn't care about themselves, and he was happy to be idle, so he didn't have to dig a pit to bury them.

At dusk, people finally saw the walls of the tribe, left the tribe for several days, and finally returned home, Wang Lang and the others were very excited.

The other six people looked at the wooden wall in a circle, their hearts were full of shock, and they became more curious about this mysterious tribe, although they were very tired along the way, but Wang Lang did not abuse themselves, which relieved their fear a lot.

A few children playing inside the tribal wall saw a faint figure on the dirt slope in the distance through the gap in the wall, and jumped and shouted: "The patriarch is back!" The patriarch they are back. ”

The people left behind in the tribe hurriedly ran out when they heard the sound, but because the light was too dim, people couldn't see the faces of the people in the distance, but when they saw that the number of people on the opposite side was wrong, Jianya immediately said: "Something is wrong, go and prepare weapons." ”

The women hurried back to the walls with their children, and the men took up their weapons and lined up, staring nervously at the people opposite.

When Wang Lang saw the people rushing from the tribe and returning all at once, he knew that they might have mistaken himself for an enemy.

"Don't worry, I'm Lang, we're back." Wang Lang shouted loudly.

Hearing that it was Wang Lang's voice, the people in the tribe suddenly felt relieved, and walked out of the tribe again to welcome Wang Lang and their return.

Seeing Wang Lang and them return safely, and also brought back a large amount of salt, people were extremely excited, and although they were a little curious about Wang Lang and the few men and women dragging a big bird behind them, no one paid too much attention to these people.

After returning to the tribe, the newcomers felt new to everything here, and after looking around, they almost lifted up the land and inspected it.

The people of the tribe looked at these guys who were making trouble everywhere, and they were a little dissatisfied, but they didn't know who these people were, so they didn't dare to act rashly, and looked at Wang Lang with some puzzlement.

Wang Lang looked at these guys who had no rules at all, frowned and said, "Tie them up with ropes." ”

After getting Wang Lang's reply, people knew that these people were not important figures, and people who had long been unable to stand it took out weapons to surround these people.

The frightened six people huddled together, looking at the fierce people in front of them, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The clouds and the fire took the rope and didn't care about their struggle, knocked them all to the ground, tied them together with ropes, and when they had done this, the people threw them aside and ignored them.

At night, people dismembered the moa that dragged the bloody and blurred flesh, threw the internal organs outside the wall, sat around the fire and ate the moa meat, the fire told everyone about the past few days, and when they talked about the encounter with the moa, everyone looked at the people who were eating roast bird legs and kept shouting, and their eyes were a little weird.

"Hehe, since it's a job, of course it can't be wasted, the current house in the tribe hasn't been built yet, so let them do it." Jianya laughed.

Wang Lang smiled and said: "Wuyun, you let them learn our words during this time, tell them what they can do and what they can't do, learn quickly, have food to eat, and give them a meal a day if they learn slowly, as for those who make mistakes, catch and starve him for a few days, let them have a long memory, don't let them run." ”

Wuyun patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! Lang, it's okay to hand over these guys to me. ”

Wuyun was very satisfied with Wang Lang's arrangement, with these new laborers, he would have time to create words, and he couldn't wait to train these guys well.

Wang Lang nodded, and then said, "Fire, take those plant seeds." ”

Huo turned around and ran to the house, took out the bag containing the ears of grain and handed it to Wang Lang, and the people stared curiously at the bag in Wang Lang's hand, not knowing what Wang Lang wanted to show them.