The attitude of the other ally of the Purple Flower Tribe, the Gaoshan Tribe, was much clearer, and the patriarch and priest Tai both answered clearly that if the Purple Flower Tribe lacked manpower, they would definitely send troops to help.

However, for Zihua, it really hit to the point where they had to go down, and it was good to directly suppress the firepower and push it over.

"The Purple Flower Tribe, have you finally begun to take over the world?"

Gadot is still smiling, she has been waiting for this change for many years.

The bluegrass tribe, in a sultry cave.

Jun Qianqian couldn't sleep hotly, got up and quietly ran out of the door, Lily of the Valley was very tired after a busy day, she had fallen asleep, she didn't want to alarm anyone, and ran out to blow the wind alone.

It was dark outside, there were no stars and no moon, Jun Qianqian didn't plan to leave the door too far, just stood in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, and she felt like she had melted.

"Fireflies?"

Jun Qianqian stood in a daze, and suddenly saw a moving point of light.

Is this the same firefly that Luo Ze and they have seen before? Or is it a specialty of some bluegrass tribe?

She stretched out her hand, and the small fluorescent green worm flew over and stopped on her fingertips.

Jun Qianqian looked at this little bug carefully, compared to the fireflies she knew, this little bug looked more cute, it had no fluff on its body, no disgusting tentacles, and the place where it glowed was not the tail, but the whole body.

Most girls don't like bugs very much, especially Jun Qianqian, but looking at this little thing that stays at her fingertips, she doesn't feel annoyed.

Just staring at such a small light source, Jun Qianqian felt a little dizzy in front of her.

"It's the role of the complementary colors of the retina."

When I looked away, there were small reddish dots everywhere on the pitch-black background.

No, there were a lot of small spots of light in the sky.

What's going on?

Jun Qianqian stood up and chased after the dots of light that were connected into a line, these little insects obviously wanted to show her something, she was not afraid at all, so she followed.

The fireflies in the sky looked very beautiful, and she couldn't help but miss Luo Ze a little bit back to the tribe, such a beautiful spectacle, she really wanted to watch it with him.

However, if Luo Ze is also here, he should fan her, and she should not run around in the middle of the night when she is asleep.

Jun Qianqian followed the little bugs, these faint lights were not enough to illuminate the road ahead, but she walked like this, without hitting any obstacles.

Finally, the little insects stopped on a plant, and Jun Qianqian squatted down and looked at the plant.

The plant, which is less than half a meter tall, has oval-shaped green leaves and clusters of pale red inflorescences at the top.

Is there anything special about this plant?

The fireflies dispersed, Jun Qianqian picked off a branch and leaf, and walked back in the dark.

This group of navigation fireflies, just one-way regardless of the return trip, one-star bad review!

She stumbled all the way back, and she had to protect the grass in her hand.

These mysterious things are generally related to the inheritance of the priest, that is, it has something to do with herself, maybe this grass is a clue to clear the customs, she has to protect it.

Back in the cave of Lily of the Valley, seeing that their family was still resting quietly, Jun Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, the wind was blowing outside and it was cool, and she was tired after running for a long time, Jun Qianqian lay on the cotton sheets, and slept well in the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, when Lily of the Valley woke up Jun Qianqian, she saw the branches and leaves that had been in her hand.

"Does Lily of the Valley know this grass?"

Lily of the valley wanted to ask Jun Qianqian when she would run out to gather grass, but Jun Qianqian took the lead.

"Ah, this is bluegrass, but it's not bluegrass from the bluegrass tribe, it's just the name I gave with my brother when I was young."

Lily of the valley replied subconsciously, but she hurriedly explained for fear of causing a misunderstanding.

"Not the bluegrass of the Bluegrass tribe?"

So which is the blue grass of their tribe?

"This grass turns blue when it rots, so I keep calling it that."

Lily of the valley picks up a fallen leaf, and after a night of devastation, the leaf has been kneaded into shape.

She folded the leaf in half, took Jun Qianqian's hand, and rubbed the section of the leaf against her fair skin.

A blue mark appeared on Jun Qianqian's hand.

"Is this indigo?"

Jun Qianqian's eyes lit up, holding the branches and leaves of the blue grass, as if she had found some interesting toy, she put a small leaf in her hand and crushed it, and smelled the smell again.

This plant can't be indigo, right?

"Lily of the valley, this blue grass, maybe it's really the blue grass of your tribe."

Indigo is a very common dye in ancient times, Jun Qianqian vaguely remembers that this kind of thing also has the effect of traditional Chinese medicine, which is said to stop bleeding and repel insects.

The people of the Bluegrass tribe have a plant name, and they may not know which plant they are, and their ancestors have continued this way of naming for generations.

This tribe must have something to do with Chinese herbal medicine, but Jun Qianqian doesn't recognize too many plants, and she now feels like she is in a cornucopia, but she can't identify which ones are treasures.

"I'm going to try to process this indigo first, maybe I can make a dye."

Jun Qianqian found a jar, tore the indigo leaves and soaked them in it, and after aerobic fermentation, the blue-green color of the leaves quickly penetrated into the water.

When I came again, I had to add lime to the filtered blue-green water, and Jun Qianqian happened to bring a packet.

She didn't know whether she needed quicklime or hydrated lime for indigo, and she wasn't sure how much to use, so she could only try to add it in small quantities and many times.

When lime met the water, she kept stirring the dye with a stick, and sure enough, after a while, the blue-green liquid underwent a chemical reaction and appeared a beautiful sky blue.

"It's really indigo."

For this plant, Jun Qianqian only heard its name and did not see its shadow, she immediately cut a piece of cotton cloth and soaked it with indigo, and the dyed fabric was rinsed many times, and there was still no fading at all.

"This color is so beautiful, could it be that the colorful cloth of the mountain tribe is also dyed with grass?"

When Jun Qianqian's operation was as fierce as a tiger, Lily of the Valley kept watching from the side, and those inconspicuous leaves, in her hands, turned into dye after a few simple processes!

"There are still some differences in the dyeing of plants and trees in the mountain tribes."

Dyeing cloth with indigo does not need the step of fixing the color, and this cloth is dyed to make clothes, which has the same mosquito repellent effect as wormwood dyeing.

"But dyes aren't a necessity."

After tossing all day, Jun Qianqian still announced with great regret.

Without beautiful cloth, it can still be made into winter clothes, and exchanging dyes for weapons is the same as exchanging chili peppers, which is difficult to equalize.