Ji Nuan, Xiu Yan and Yali set off with the young tribesmen to the old tribe.

Each orc carried a huge basket on his back, covered with a sturdy straw mat, and filled with salt.

And it's mostly red salt.

Send it a few more times, and this salt will be enough for the old tribe to use until next year.

And the day after the Watson tribe set off for the Grand Fair, a few familiar orcs came to the camp by the sea.

"Lord Priest, why are you here?" Bosson looked at the old sacrifice of the turtle tribe and the turtle in front of him, and he was a little strange.

Don't these tribes go to the big fair?

The old turtle priest stepped forward with a smile: "Isn't this here to thank you for your care and care, besides, if it weren't for the help of Ji Nuan's witch doctor, our water tribe orcs would still be nesting miserably on their respective islands." ”

Bosson nodded, not to mention anything else, but he was still very happy to hear that an orc praised Ji Nuan Witch Doctor.

Stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "The old priest will come and sit down first." ”

So he took the old priest, the turtle Zhuangzhuang, and a group of orcs from the turtle tribe to a small room at the entrance of the camp.

These are the only three houses in the camp, and the remaining two...

One is the toilet for the orcs and the other is the toilet for the females.

Of course, this toilet for females is now only used by Ji Nuan.

The hut was still covered with thick animal skin mats, and the old priest and turtle Zhuang Zhuang sat down on the animal skin cushions, and the other orcs sat behind them.

"Lord Priest, you're late, the witch doctor has already set off with his people to the big fair." Bosson pushed a plate of fruit in front of the old priest and the turtle.

"Oh? Has the Great Fair of Land Orcs begun? "The old priest came out this time because the water tribe's big trade fair was about to start, and he wanted to come to the Watson tribe to see if there was anything they needed help before leaving.

For such a thing as hugging your thighs, you have to seize every opportunity.

I didn't see that all the aquatic tribes affected by the poisonous sea water lacked food this time, and the hungry faces were yellow and thin.

The orcs of their turtle tribe not only have no food crisis, but the cubs are still fat.

That's the power of the thighs.

"Ji Nuan Witch Doctor, they have to go back to the old tribe first, and then set off with the orcs there, the tribe of the other mountain range and forest also has a good relationship with our tribe, I am afraid that they will go together at that time."

The old priest nodded, a little regretful.

He looked behind him at an orc with a yellow sheepskin on his back.

The orc carefully untied the yellow sheepskin behind him, took out a conch that was the length of his arm, and handed it to the old priest.

The old priest handed the conch to Bosen.

"This conch is the conch of our turtle tribe, as long as this conch is blown, the sound can be transmitted far, far away.

You have also seen this storm, because I received a revelation from the gods earlier, so I have the opportunity to let Zhuang Zhuang inform you.

But in many cases, it is not until the storm begins that our priests will be able to get the news, and I am afraid that we will not have time to come back to inform you.

I've already tried it with the orcs, and the distance between our two tribes is not very far, and if you blow this conch, the sound can reach you. ”