In two minutes at most, the wolf skin came back from the woods in a haughty manner, bared his teeth at Jian Chen, and sat down beside him.

deliberately revealing a stain on the animal skin that was stained green by the friction of blades of grass, and talking to Jian Chen about how wild the woman was just now, as if she was fighting with a wild beast, and revealing her bloodstained arm.

Chen Jian was even less interested, and patted the wolfskin's shoulder to let him rest for a while, but he squatted for a while, beat his legs, and then took his bow and went to the opposite side.

Jian Chen walked up to his grandmother and asked about the things to pay attention to at tribal gatherings.

According to the activity range of each tribe of 100 li, the range of activity of these more than a dozen tribes is about 10,000 square kilometers, which is considered a city of 200 li in the era of feudal state, but the population is much smaller.

The tribes are like stars scattered across this wild land, one today will raise pigs, tomorrow the other will grow millet, and finally converge into a common civilization, like a spark that lights up the dark wilderness.

The so-called national integration has always been bloody and ****, and those backward civilizations have eventually disappeared, and even the bloodline cannot be handed down, and it has only been reduced to a few strokes in the history books.

The only exception is blonde hair and blue eyes, which was originally a recessive mutant gene with a small number of people, but because of reproductive temptation, there are more and more of them, which can be regarded as a miracle in the history of human evolution.

Since he didn't want his clan to continue his genetic bloodline by appearance, there was only one way left.

These people are the basic plate of the future tribe, and any more will be uncontrollable.

Even if there are too many outsiders with the same surname in a short period of time, he can't control it. Now half of the descendants of the sturdy old grandmother are present, and half of the people brought by the pine and acacia flowers combined, which is an acceptable ratio. His own clan is exactly twice as many as the surname Shi, and he can completely take the advantage.

He doesn't have to worry about future generations, the Australian colonizers forcibly brought the children of the natives to church schools and white families to foster care, and finally forgot their parents, which is a real bloody experience in exchange for the demise of a civilization and race.

Although the old grandmother didn't understand much about the contents, she still instinctively warned Jian Chen not to let other tribes join.

Jian Chen naturally agreed, so he cleaned up and waited for the people in the grove to be exhausted, and then continued to march towards the top of the mountain.

After walking for a whole day, I gradually saw more and more tribes. The old grandmother took Chen Jian and other clan leaders to show goodwill, and after reconciling several small disputes, she finally reached the top of the mountain.

These three hundred people became a special case, and the rest of the tribes looked at the group of people who combed their hair with strange eyes, pointing and pointing, full of puzzlement.

Chen Jian and his people gradually became accustomed to the gaze and guidance of others, and not only did they not care, but proudly displayed their hair.

When he actually reached the top of the mountain, Chen Jian knew why people from various tribes chose here.

There is a huge lava cave at the top of the mountain, about seven or eight meters high, and the black hole inside is cold, and the space is enough to accommodate a thousand people.

However, as a single tribe's dwelling, it is too big, and such a large hole cannot be protected from the attack of wild beasts, this should be a melting cave left by an extinct volcano, and I don't know how many forks in the road have been branched out in it.

The ancestors of the various tribes are believed to have migrated here and eventually separated here, and since then it has been a habit to meet here every year.

No wonder the terrain here is so strange, smell the air without the slightest smell of sulfur, and look at the trees a few meters thick at the bottom of the mountain, this volcano seems to be dead.

The bustling crowd gathered near the entrance of the cave, communicating with each other, and most of the tribes were discussing the strange hairstyles of Chen Jian and the others, touching their sticky hair, a little embarrassed.

Jian Chen was also staring at the groups of people who were coming and going, and several women came around to greet Jian Chen, only to find that Jian Chen's eyes had been staring at a man, and he gave him a strange look and hurriedly walked away.

"Old grandmother, where does that man's clan live?"

He pointed to a young man in the distance, and the old grandmother recognized the people around him, and carefully recalled: "It seems to be in the upper reaches of the grass river, and it is far from our new home. ”

The man was holding a bark rope in his hand, shirtless, and bragging about something beside the woman, which caused a burst of screams.

I vaguely listened to what he was saying about hitting some prey with a stone, and snapped the rope in his hand.

Apparently he was holding a sling, and he rolled the stone between two ropes folded in half, and when he threw it out, he released one end, and the stone flew out along the tangent, which was more accurate than throwing it by hand.

What attracted Chen Jian was not of course this simple sling, but a pendant around the man's neck, the emerald green color constantly flashing, and it was entangled in a piece of rope.

At this time, the man was performing with a sling, and threw out a stone with great force and hit a stone slab about ten meters away. The women next to him were cheering like crazy, and several of them were already with fiery eyes.

Wolf Skin gritted his teeth as he watched from the sidelines, and Jian Chen told his clansmen not to talk about their own clansmen first, and not to show bows and arrows or anything like that.

"What's this? I can too. ”

The wolfskin felt his bow and arrows, and was eager to try it, and the distance of ten meters could attract so many cheers, and he liked a woman who surrounded the man, but unfortunately the woman was completely captivated by the sling.

Chen Jian took out a round clay pot from the wicker basket, put a few pieces of maple sugar in it, handed it to the wolf skin and said, "You go and compare with him, and exchange this for the pendant around his neck." ”

"Change? How to change? That's a pendant, it won't be changed. ”

Wolfskin shook his head, he knew how important a pendant was to a person. ，

Jian Chen asked again, "How far can you shoot?" ”

"Fifty or sixty steps."

"Follow me."

Wolf Skin followed Jian Chen to the man's vicinity, courted the women around him, and took out the maple candy and distributed it to the woman next to him.

The women were curious, pinched a piece of yellow maple sugar, put it in their mouths, and immediately showed a look of approval. This sweet and springy flavor is very aftertaste, and when you take it in your mouth, you will feel like you are in a maple birch forest.

Then the women stared at the clay pot in Jian Chen's hand, wanting to reach out and touch the round jar. The red color, with a few fish patterns engraved on it, is very cute.

Jian Chen brought the maple syrup to the man's mouth and said, "You eat it too." ”

Seeing that the women were attracted away by Jian Chen's jar, the man's face was full of displeasure, and he snorted and pushed it aside.

Jian Chen smiled: "Your stone is very accurate." ”

The man held his head high and said, "Very accurate." I can throw down the bird that flies in mid-air. ”

Wolfskin pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "I can shoot down the falcon." ”

A woman next to him walked up to the wolfskin, patted him on the chest, and pinched his arm, and a look of disbelief immediately jumped on her face.

Chen Jian pointed to a tree more than fifty meters away from the entrance of the cave and said, "My brother can shoot so far with this, can you?" ”

The wolfskin immediately boasted, and obviously shot down an ordinary falcon, but said that he had shot down a winged with two large eagles as long as him, and did everything he could to boast, causing the group of women to scream, and their hands touched and pinched the wolfskin's chest.

A few other people looked at the clay pot in Jian Chen's hand and asked how this clay pot came from, and the person who saw it was even more angry, stretched out his hand and grabbed the wolf skin and said, "Let's compare!" If you can't, prove that what you say is false, and you have to give me this jar! ”

He felt that his limelight was covered by this jar and this lie, so he pointed to the clay pot in Chen Jian's hand and shouted loudly.

The angry voice echoed through the cavern, and immediately attracted a large number of people to gather around to watch, and immediately gave way to a distance at the strange ropes and bows and arrows.

Seeing that everyone had already gathered around, Jian Chen pinched the wolf's skin and said loudly, "What if you lose?" If you lose, give me your pendant, is that okay? ”

The pendant is a person's talisman, and it is easy not to exchange, but the man looked at the eyes of the group of people around him, raised his head and said: "I'm going to lose, I'll give you this!" Grandmother! Grandmother! Here you go! And you, call your grandmother! ”

An old lady came from the crowd, and Jian Chen's grandmother also came over and sat beside the two.

Jian Chen put the jar in the other party's hand, and the man also took off the pendant and put it in the hands of the old grandmother, and several leaders who surrounded him also served as witnesses.

The wolfskin rubbed his bow and arrows, the man moved his shoulders, and the people handed over several round pebbles.

The man glanced at the tree fifty or sixty meters away, and his heart was also uneasy, he had not thrown such a far target, and this pile of stones might be able to hit one if he threw it.

But when he looked at the crooked wood of the wolf's skin, he had confidence in his heart again, and shouted, "I'll come first!" ”

He raised his arm, whirring around the sling, and suddenly let go of one end, and the round stone flew towards the wood with a whoosh, but unfortunately it was slightly off the way, and fell crookedly to the side.

The clansmen cried out in a smug voice, handed over the stone again, and this time finally hit it, and looked at the wolfskin defiantly.

The wolfskin's family counted one in the back, while the rest placed a stone beside the man's grandmother to count.

In the end, only two of the eight stones were hit, but this also attracted a burst of cheers, such a distance, even if the stones were thrown by hand, there was no strength, but the two hits of this man smashed the wood with a thud.

It's a magical thing, if you get closer, wouldn't you just be able to knock the bird down? He roared like a hero, and his people called his name.

"Birch! Birch! ”

The women of the foreign tribe immediately gathered around, chattering and inquiring, and snubbed the wolfskin.

"It's your turn!"

The wolf skin snorted, turned around and shouted at the people, "Get me eight arrows!" ”

The clansmen immediately ran over and sent eight feathered arrows, the front of which was inlaid with a triangular pottery arrow, and the back was the tail feathers of the falcon, which were the best feathered arrows in the clan.

The other clansmen didn't quite understand what eight was, so they took out stones and arrows and compared the numbers, and then agreed.

Wolfskin took one last look at the man named Birch, and was full of disdain as if he had seen a deer in a trap.

Pulling the bow and arrows, the feather arrows flew out instantly with a whoosh, and pierced the tree with a bang, and the tail feathers trembled, which was particularly eye-catching.

All the shouts disappeared, and those who had never seen bows and arrows stared at all this with wide eyes and forgot to shout, and their own people were used to seeing them, and they didn't bother to applaud.

So in the strange silence, the wolf skin shot the remaining arrows, learned from Jian Chen's movements, spread his hand at the birch, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm better than you." ”

Rumble!

The earth-shattering shouts echoed in the cave, especially the indifferent look of the wolf skin was even more unique in the era of not knowing subtlety.

However, when he had said this, he threw his bow on his back, and immediately turned back and bragged to the women who were already stunned.

The two-person falcon I just mentioned had become the size of a room, but the women didn't know what the room meant, and they heard it dimly.

Hua ran to the tree in surprise, looked at the feather arrow on it, ran back on his feet, and reluctantly handed the pendant in his hand to Jian Chen and said, "It's yours!" ”

Jian Chen took it with a smile and handed the clay pot to Hua Dao: "You are also a warrior, this is yours." ”

Birch scratched his head, but did not take the clay pot, and gathered around the wolfskin, asking about the bow and arrow.

There was already a group of people around the wolf skin, and this perfect advertisement just now was too shocking, he glanced at Jian Chen, and when he saw Jian Chen nodded, he said loudly and recklessly that this was the guidance of the ancestors.

Hundreds of people gathered around the wolf's skin, and many more were attracted by this clay pot that seemed to them to be ingenious, Chen Jian whispered a few words in the old grandmother's ear, and then retreated to the fire, looking at the emerald green pendant in his hand by the light of the fire.

The emerald green color resembles the forehead of a waterfowl swimming in the grass river, opaque but with a trace of natural patterns, and a groove is ground out in the middle to tie the rope, which is very beautiful.

Chen Jian stroked it a few times, put it on the ground, lifted the stone and smashed it hard, smashed it into pieces of powder, and threw it into the fire.

In a moment, the original emerald green color turned jet black, refined into a little powder, pulled it out with a wooden stick, twisted it with his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.