Looking at the two people who were ready, Jian Chen turned around and whispered a few words to the wolf skin, who glanced at the big tree and nodded.

Then there was a shout, and the two men ran out almost at the same time.

Even though the tanuki was emaciated, he was still as fast as the Stone Clan's.

The two men are shirtless, showing strength and wild beauty.

The tribesmen had never seen anything like this, and this race could not only determine the ownership of the deer, but also make the spectators feel that their blood was in their veins, and they shouted one after another.

Chen Jian's people pointed and pointed, a few felt that they could run faster than them, and some felt that it was not enough to chase the deer herd so close.

Wolfskin waited until the two men had run a few steps, then drew his bow and shot at the tree in the distance.

The bow, which he had carved just a few nights of the last few days, was made of straight elm, thicker and longer than the wooden tire he had used before, and the new stone tools were better to use and more perfectly trimmed.

The bowstring rattled as he tugged, and the arrows clinging to the three goshawk feathers twisted in the air before flying towards the tree like a meteor.

The tanuki and the gray squirrel were still the last little distance from the tree, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air in their ears, and the two of them were startled.

Quiver!

The feathered arrow was as deep as it was inserted into the big tree, and the tail of the arrow was constantly trembling. The sudden change made the people of both tribes stunned.

They didn't know the existence of bows and arrows, but they saw that many of Jian Chen's clansmen were carrying such a strange curved log, but they didn't expect that they would have such great strength and such speed.

Naturally, people can't outrun feather arrows, and the wolf skin is only shot when the two of them are halfway through the run.

The people of both tribes couldn't help but think, what if it wasn't a tree, but a deer? No wonder the people of this tribe would look down on this deer, they thought they were lying, but now they seem to be very sincere.

They didn't have to risk fighting two tribes for a deer...... But the question is that even if there is a fight, there are many people on the other side, as well as bows and arrows and stone spears and stone axes with holes, how can their side be their opponents?

Envy and fear rose in the hearts of the two tribes, and even the gray squirrel and the tanuki, who had finished running, touched the feathered arrows stuck in the trees and were shocked.

Chen Jian's clansmen shouted at the same time, whistling the name of the wolfskin, and dozens of voices shook like waves hitting stones.

With the deterrence of this arrow and the shouts of the clansmen, Jian Chen walked between the stone and the acacia flower and said, "It seems that there is already a result, and the two of them ran to the big tree at the same time, then this deer is half of the family." Do you agree? ”

Shi and Huaihua looked at the feather arrow, and then at the clansmen standing behind Chen Jianjian, and they all nodded.

This is an acceptable outcome, but what if you don't?

At the request of the two people, the task of cutting the meat with the main knife was handed over to Jian Chen, the heavy stone knife was held in his hand, and the clansmen of both gangs surrounded the deer.

Calling in the help of the clansmen, the venison was divided in half evenly, and the people of Stone and Acacia immediately prepared firewood, lit the fire, and began to barbecue.

Jian Chen called the two people who were racing just now, and said in a very solemn tone: "You two are both very fast, and you are both warriors of the tribe. The two of you run away so that each other's clansmen have less chance of dying, and the blood feud will never be washed away. ”

Jian Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed the arms of the two people, touched the palms of the two people, and intertwined up and down to make a gesture of goodwill.

The two of them were originally a little reluctant, but when they recalled Chen Jian's words, they also felt that they were very reasonable, they did make the possible blood feud disappear, and finally put their hands together sincerely.

Chen Jian took out twenty pottery bowls and four clay pots from the wicker basket. He gave it to them and said, "This is what our tribe has given you, take it." ”

As soon as the mellow pottery bowl appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the two tribes, and when they learned that these belonged to them, men, women and children all gathered around.

For the primitive tribes, roundness is beauty and goodness. The sun is round, and the moon is rounder, but stone tools rarely make it so round.

They don't know the purpose of these red pottery bowls, they keep rubbing, tsk amazement, expressing their love, several people put the pottery bowls on the top of their heads, attracting bursts of applause from the clansmen.

The clansmen on Jian Chen's side wanted to laugh when they saw it, smelled the smell of barbecue, and felt that it was time for them to eat, so they put down the wicker baskets one after another, dug a half-pit in the ground with bones, and put a large clay pot on their backs into it, ready to make a fire.

The two tribes watched the movements of the Chen Jian people curiously, not knowing what they were going to do.

Soon, the tribesmen took water from clay pots and poured it into large clay pots. The two tribesmen also understood the usefulness of the clay pot, and excitedly learned to go to the stream to fetch water and put it beside the people.

Someone took a sip of the clay pot, which was obviously just ordinary water, but it felt extra sweet. Carefully handed it to another clansman, for fear of shattering.

However, to their surprise, it seemed that the clay pot and clay bowl did more than that, and the tribe on the opposite side took out some tubers and threw them into the clay pot, and put down a piece of white greasy stuff, plus all kinds of wild vegetables they had gathered, and dozens of broken dried fish and dried meat.

After mixing together, some white snow-like powder was poured in, and the sound of cooing and the fragrance of the mixture wafted through the crowd, and the people of the two tribes in the distance sniffed vigorously and swallowed their saliva.

After a pot of stewed vegetables was cooked, Chen Jian took a few clay pots and scooped some with a clay spoon.

"Sister Lancao, you take a few sisters to give them to them and give them food to the elderly and children."

Lan Cao and a few women carried the clay pots, went to the two tribes, talked with the chiefs for a few words, and then poured the contents of the clay pots into their clay bowls.

The stone was as curious as the acacia flower, and sniffed the strange thing, and thought it tasted good.

Let the old people of the clan eat some first, these clansmen whose teeth have been worn out are painful every time they eat, but this time it is completely different.

The taste is good in their opinion, and it is salty and salty, not bitter yet. The tubers are boiled very softly, and the minced meat is in the mouth, with a faint aroma of pine resin, and the aftertaste is endless. The most important thing is that you don't need to bite desperately, and you feel warm in your stomach after drinking it.

There were not many of them, and the old people drank a few sips and handed them to the children, who held them and chewed the bacon, but they also tasted it lightly, for fear that the rest of the people would not be able to taste such food.

A few bowls of mush circled around the clansmen, and there was a large bowl left. Everyone wanted to taste it again, but everyone was afraid that the people wouldn't be able to taste it.

Huaihua thought for a while, cut the roasted venison with a stone knife, walked to Chen Jian's side and said, "Give you this, give us some more." ”

Jian Chen smiled: "Okay, let your family come over and eat together." ”

Huaihua put down the venison and went back to talk to the clansmen, and the clansmen came around, several people shared a pottery bowl, and envied the Chen Jian people who everyone had a pottery bowl.

Chen Jian walked up to the clansmen of the stone and said, "Let's go eat together." ”

The stones and the people sniffed the smell in the air, and looked back at the few clansmen who had become thin and thin over the years because of their teeth, and hesitated.

But one of the clansmen shook his head firmly, got up and shouted, "Her people have beaten me, and we will not eat with them." At the top of the mountain, the people would never associate with their people. Don't let their blood get mixed with the blood of our children. ”

"Do you want to kill them? Once their blood is stained on the bodies of your people, you will fight forever, and the hatred of killing your relatives cannot be erased. ”

The man didn't answer, he knew the consequences of the dead, both clans would decline, but he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Jian Chen shouted at the other side, "Who hit him?" ”

"Me."

One stood up, looked at each other viciously, and walked over without fear.

Jian Chen separated the two of them, took two wooden sticks, wrapped a layer of fiber cloth at one end, made it very thick, stained it with some wood ashes, and handed it to the two people.

He touched his hand over the other's chest, where the heart beats.

"A stone spear will kill you if you stab it here, you know?"

"Hmm."

"Then now you two will vent your hatred on each other, whoever is stabbed in the chest will be considered dead, you two try."

The two people held the wooden sticks, using their usual hunting skills to confront each other, the clansmen shouted and cheered each other, and the wooden sticks of the two people slammed together.

Eventually, the two men stabbed each other in the chest almost simultaneously, stained with ash on their chests.

The two of them touched their chests, their hearts beating hard. If this is a stone spear, both of them are dead, and they can no longer see their clansmen, although they know that they are not dead, but there is still a feeling of escaping death, just a punch of hatred, which is really too small compared to death.

"Who else wants to vent their anger in their hearts? Who else feels hateful? Stand up! ”

However, no one stood up for a long time, and even the tanuki and the gray squirrel looked at each other and smiled from a distance.

Jian Chen put the hands of the two people together and said to everyone: "Our ancestors shed the same blood, we may have been the same clan a long time ago, and the blood of the same clan should not continue to flow. When there is hatred between them in the future, it will be dealt with in this way, and if you can trust me, you can fight with sticks in front of me, and no one is allowed to be jealous after the fight. If this is a stone spear, you are already dead. Do you want to die? ”

The two men who had fought shook their heads, and death was even more terrible than the anger they had just had.

They felt that Jian Chen was a trustworthy person, and if there was really a conflict between them in the future, as long as he was present, he would always be able to resolve it fairly and not let the clansmen bleed.

This is a good way, and the person who loses will understand that if it is really a blood fight, then he will die. And the one who wins will also defuse his hatred with a haughty gesture.

As for blood feuds and the like, of course they are not within this scope. If a clan dies at the hands of someone else, no one will use this method.

Shi walked up to Chen Jianjian and asked, "What if there is hatred with other tribes?" Will they agree to such an approach? ”

"Yes, no one wants to die. They will all agree to it, and you can tell other tribes about your experience and tell them that my people and I are hospitable and fair. When they have something to fight about, they can come to me and I will give them a fair result. ”

"Can you trust me?"

The people of the acacia and stone all nodded, and they all felt that this was the best result.

"Then let's go to the top of the mountain together, and tell them what happened here, so that they will no longer form a blood feud because of small things, and tell them that there is anything they can ask me to solve."

It's ridiculous, but it's also the most acceptable to this primitive group. Law and morality can only be applied to one's own people, but not to other peoples.

He wanted to use this simple method to give these tribes a primitive concept of communication.