The boulder can't speak, so naturally he can't understand the deep meaning of the tanuki's words. Everything the tanuki saw in the valley www.biquge.info not only gave him the courage to change the mountains and rivers with his hands, but also gave him a kind of admiration and extreme trust in Jian Chen.

Not because of that mysterious power, Jian Chen had already told them that this was not to put thunder and lightning into a jar, nor that he could control lightning and thunder like Thor, but out of awe of his mind and trust in his return.

"You have to stand on Ji Xia's side at all times."

This is the conclusion that the tanuki came to after thinking about it all night, and this conclusion is not a secret, so he woke up Lancao, who was sleeping soundly, and said such a sentence without a head, and Lancao muttered: "Well, yes, but you pointed to the east and pressed my hair......"

He moved to the east, his hands behind his head, unable to sleep.

Winter is coming soon, and the position of the leader of the city will have to be re-elected, and maybe even the council will agree to continue to have such a leader on their heads, and I can't help but worry a little when I think of it.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the other two people who were chatting in the stone at the beginning.

"Panasonic can't come back before the snow, when will the wolf skin come back? Ji Xia will definitely tell him these things, he is in charge of animal husbandry, and there are a bunch of people from the rest of the tribe under him, if he comes back early, plus Yu Qian'er is in charge of food, discuss it together...... It's too troublesome to choose and choose like this, so it's better for a few of us to help, and you don't have to choose in the future...... Besides, wolf's skin and elm money, who is not in charge more than those leaders, why can they enter the council, we can't? When we're all in the council, it's useless if anyone objects......"

Thinking of this, I felt that no one could discuss these things for the time being, and those who could be discussed had not come back yet, so he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Wolf skin, you are really stupid, you are chasing so many escaped slaves with twenty or thirty people, and you haven't caught up with them for almost a month!" If you can't catch it anymore, it's going to snow! ”

This gnashing of teeth is not so much anger as anticipation.

For the same person, the same thing, the same gnashing of teeth, that is the real hatred, such as those fugitive slaves hiding in the mountains and forests, for the wolf skin chasing them behind them, they simply hate it to the bone.

Eleven of the seventeen people who fled at the beginning were left, three were bitten to death by wolf cubs, two were wounded, and in order not to drag others down, they left the crowd and went to the mountains and forests to feed the wild beasts, and one was captured.

These eleven people have not collapsed yet, because their leader, the Buddha, is a kind of cattail grass, which is so tenacious that it will not bend down and break even if it is crushed by the wind and snow.

People are as their name suggests, and they can't be wrong.

Hagi took the rest of the men around the mountains for a long time, but luckily it was autumn and there was plenty of fruit to eat, at least until the snow fell, and the fear of running out of food and leaving footprints after the snow had made them unbearable.

In the remote cave, a small fire drove away the chill of late autumn, a person held a handful of red mountain red to the people next to the fire, the number was not much, the bird did not ask for much, quietly put the part that belonged to him, he had eaten something today, and he could share it with everyone in case of chasing.

He couldn't swim before, but he saw the people of Xia Cheng putting wooden rafts in the mine, so he also got some wood and took people across the grass river. When the wolf skin chased after him, he led the people back to the north bank of the grass river and shook off the pursuers.

At the most difficult time, he was trapped on the top of the mountain, and he relied on the stone to avoid being caught, and took advantage of the night to use the cliff rope ladder from the snow in Xia Cheng to rub the bark and escape from the back of the mountain.

The most enjoyable time is to get rid of the pursuers, hunt with bows and arrows and various stone tools learned from Xia Cheng, use the method of turning the bowstring around the wood learned by Xia Cheng to make fire, and use the method of birch bark and pine resin learned by Xia Cheng to make water bladders to get water......

The happiest time was when the captured man seemed to say something to the pursuers behind, and during the chase a few days ago, there were people behind who kept shouting: "As long as you hold on to the clamour, you can be given freedom, land, wheat, corn, and status." And the man who fled with him was unmoved, and followed him as if he had not heard.

Today is the twenty-sixth day of their escape, and once again they have left behind them, but he has not fled far, but is still circling here.

"Hao, you can't go around like this anymore, if you want me to say, let's get some wood to cross the grass river while it's not snowing yet, go to the south bank and hide, and never come back. Didn't we also live by hunting and gathering in the past? I learned so many things from Xia Cheng again, and I can't die of hunger. ”

"yes, we won't be able to hold it if we go around like this."

Ying looked at the bonfire, shook his head and said: "No, we have to wait for an opportunity, this is the time for Xia Cheng to reclaim the land, we don't dare to go to Xia Cheng, but we can go to those villages in the lower reaches of the Grass River." Find an opportunity to get around there and get some grain seeds. There are too few of us, so we have to find a chance to get out more of our brothers and sisters who are still working hard. ”

One person said angrily: "We can't live ourselves, how can we care about them?" ”

"There are only eleven people, how long can they live? Could there be other tribes on the south bank of the Grass River? What can we do if we go eleven of us? The place we are most familiar with is not the south bank of the Caohe River, but our original home in the east, where the tribes were killed and plundered by Ji Xia, there is no one left, we can live there, as long as we go around a few circles from the Caohe, they will not guess that we are back on the north bank. ”

He flickered the flames with a branch and said with a smile: "These people in Xia City, how could they never have thought that they had taught us so many things, otherwise we would have died a long time ago." My sisters are still spinning and planting wheat in the summer city, my brothers are still digging in the fields, and yours are the same, don't you want to rescue them all? ”

Several people lowered their heads, since Ying was so agitated, but these people still fell into despair, they couldn't beat that group of people at all, how could they be rescued?

"Do you remember the swamp where the falling star fled? It is overgrown with grass and reeds, and we didn't have a boat before, but now we have a boat, and we can hide in it, and even if someone wants to catch us, it's not easy. ”

"Let's get the seeds, get a few more people, and then run there and hide. We don't need others to be slaves, we just grow and eat ourselves, and we don't need leaders, let alone wars. When the time comes, we will build a lot of houses together, and Xuexia City will open up fields nearby, plant wheat, beans, corn, and fish. We don't want others to be slaves, and we don't need others to be slaves to us. ”

He raised his head and continued to describe the life in the marsh of the dream, the beautiful pastoral without oppression and contradictions, with yellow hair hanging down and enjoying himself, finally made the faces of the people around him show a look of hope.

Xia Cheng is a city of oppression for them, but the good life they hope for is closely related to Xia Cheng, whether it is planting and building houses or fishing and hunting, they all learn from Xia Cheng.

They want all the good in Summer City, and they want to get rid of all the bad things in Summer City. They don't want a leader, they don't want mining, they don't want a market, they just want to squat there and farm for the rest of their lives.

Seeing that the ten people were no longer sinking, he said loudly: "When we have planted the grain and built the house, we will quietly hide the remaining grain on the way to our swamp, and when the time comes, I will cut my face with a stone and go to Xia City as a slave again." Quietly tell our brothers and sisters about this, let them escape, in the past, if they didn't flee because they would starve to death if they left Summer City, but then it will be different, they will have a home of their own, and no one will force them to work with whips and sticks. I could also go to work as a mine slave and encourage more people to kill the guards and escape. ”

"When the time comes, let's build a hut outside the marsh, and put food and boats on it, and we will pick up everyone who escapes to the hut by boat. Let all the slaves in Xia City know that there is such a hut in the mountains and forests, next to the cattails, as long as you escape there, you will be free! ”

The beautiful vision finally triumphed over the pent-up fear, and the people around him looked at the bonfire just like him, as if the future peace was being interpreted in the dancing flames.

But this peace did not last long, and there was a cry of wolf cubs in the distance, and the few people who had just mustered up a little courage immediately trembled with fright.

Hagi patted everyone on the shoulder and gave them some encouragement, he knew that the person behind him was strong, but he pretended to be dressed and smiled indifferently and said: "Let's go, go around a few more circles, let's grab some seeds and go back, it won't be long before everything will be fine." ”

grabbed the stone tools next to him, and fled towards the mountains and forests with these people, cunning like loaches in a mud pit, hiding in the mountains and forests to the north.

Two days later, he led the people around to the north of Yangguan, and on the way he robbed and killed a group of slave sellers, and robbed some ground wheat flour, but there was no seed he wanted.

He didn't know about the existence of Yangguan, but he knew that wheat flour was made from wheat, so he thought he could sneak a grab here. As for Xia Cheng, even he didn't have the courage to think that he would be able to snatch something from around Xia Cheng.

He carried the wheat flour on his back, let the rest of the people hide it for the time being, and took his most trusted brother of the same clan, who had grown up playing with him, along the path that had been trodden out to inspect the city where slaves and wheat flour were exchanged, hoping that there would be a village near the city and enough seeds to be grabbed.

Hagi walked in the front, his strong body like an upright bear, and said to the brothers of the same clan behind him with a smile: "If we can grab a bag of seeds this time, we can leave, not eat at all, and learn from them to reclaim ......"

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, the back of his head was smashed heavily, and his body shook, and his eyes were dark, but he still reacted immediately, turned around and flashed, his shaking body held the wrist of the brother of the same clan, and the bronze-like powerful arm pinched the opponent's wrist and gurgled, and his left hand choked the opponent's neck, and pressed him under him with a hard bang.

Ming's eyes were a little dark, his head was dizzy and painful, he was as strong as him, and he couldn't bear it when the back of his head was smashed hard.

The eyes of the man under him were pinched and bulging out, his tongue was sticking out, his mouth was growing and he wanted to breathe, but he couldn't break free of his big hands as heavy as stones, his body writhed underneath, his face showed panic and despair, his throat was hea, and his arm holding a stone was waving in an orderly manner, but he couldn't reach Yin's head.

Looking at the desire to survive in the eyes of the brothers under him, the arm holding his throat bone did not break like catching wild beasts in the tribe after all, and let go slightly.

It was only after such a hesitation that the man below finally got a respite, and suddenly turned over, and the stone in his hand slammed heavily on the temple. (To be continued.) )