It's a bit ironic to say that the place where those poisonous orcs are hiding is actually in the territory of the sea crocodile tribe, looking at the crocodile Lyle, whose face is blue and white.

Ji Nuan's mood is not to mention how cheerful.

Back at the camp, Ji Nuan began to concentrate on boiling salt again, and the salt that was dried out could be exchanged for other tribes at that time.

But the salt eaten by your own tribe still needs to be refined and clean, and you can eat it with confidence.

Don't say she's black-hearted, if every handful of salt has to be boiled so finely, I don't know when it will be.

Every time at this time, Ji Nuan would feel a little sad, for the first time, she felt that there were still too few beasts in her tribe.

There's not enough labor.

"Witch Doctor, the strong patriarch of the turtle tribe is here." Bosson's voice rang out behind him.

Ji Nuan put away his thoughts and looked at him with some doubts: "Aren't they supposed to be cleaning up the dead sea beast corpses now, why did they come here?" ”

Bosson frowned slightly: "I don't know, but I look like he's in a hurry, so I asked him to wait in the wooden house at the gate of the camp." ”

Ji Nuan cleaned his hands in the small basin next to him, put down his sleeves, and then raised his feet and walked towards the gate of the camp: "Go and see what is going on." ”

Hearing this, Bosson followed behind her.

At this time, the turtle Zhuang Zhuang was anxiously walking around the wooden house, looking at the sky outside from time to time, and his hands were clenched tightly.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and Gu Zhuangzhuang hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction of the door.

In between, Ji Nuan was walking in with Bosen.

Gu Zhuangzhuang came to Ji Nuan in a few strides and bowed: "Witch Doctor Ji Nuan, there is something very important to remind you of this time. ”

Seeing that his face was heavy, Ji Nuan also straightened his face, and pointed to the animal skin cushion behind him: "Sit down and talk." ”

Gu Zhuangzhuang shook his head, and his tone was hurried: "Lord Witch Doctor, you better hurry up and order the people of your tribe to pack up their belongings and retreat to the mountain, the water god is about to be angry, and there will be tsunamis and storms at that time."

You and your people are too dangerous here. ”

Ji Nuan's pupils shrank suddenly: "Tsunamis and storms, do you know when it is?" ”

Gu Zhuang Zhuang nodded: "In the morning, the priest communicated with the water god and called me to the cave, and the deep lord will be angry at noon, so hurry up and let me come over to inform you to retreat to a safe place quickly." ”

When Ji Nuan heard this, he turned to look at Bosen: "Immediately order the clansmen to pack up their belongings, and we will retreat to the mountains." ”

Just as the witch doctors on land are able to predict some disasters, they use superstition to convey some of the natural phenomena they find to their tribesmen.

The same is true of the water tribes, their sacrifices have a deep understanding of the sea, and they can naturally know the temper of the sea through some phenomena.

So Ji Nuan didn't suspect it at all and began to arrange for the evacuation.

The already boiled salt has long been put into the animal skin bag by the orcs, and it only needs to be put in the back basket to be carried away.

At this moment, a salty sea breeze blew into the wooden house, and the sky outside darkened in an instant.

Ji Nuan and Gu Zhuangzhuang glanced at each other, and walked outside the wooden house together.

The sky in the distance was already dark and heavy, and the sea was no longer a few small waves from time to time, but wave after wave of big waves, one wave higher than the other.