At that time, everyone gathered to live together, but when disaster came, everyone had to disperse into different squads and flee to higher places.

"The first prophecy says: The scattered people will eventually gather again, and there will be thunder in the north, and only the rebirth of the southern tribes will be able to resist the new waves."

For hundreds of years, the priests of the mountain tribes have taught the people to hunt for a living, tann animal skins, hollow out caves, and shelter from thunderstorms according to prophecy.

In those prophecies, it was mentioned where there would be more prey, which year would be a good harvest, and which year would be frequent, and to Gadot's mother's generation, she had been looking forward to the signal of the rebirth of the southern tribes.

The morning star will set in the land of hope, and the declining south will be revived again.

"The altar has been waiting for you for hundreds of years."

"How do I feel like I'm playing a puzzle?"

The world was torn apart, and she was getting the pieces back.

What's the feeling of playing a game and triggering the main story?

Jun Qianqian has never had ambitions, let alone unify the southern tribes, she just wants to live her life in a down-to-earth manner, as long as the Purple Flower Tribe is well fed, warmly dressed, and wins fights, it will be very good.

But what does the prophecy mean by the thunder from the north?

Is it another natural disaster, or is there also a tribe living in the north that will invade the southern tribes?

Does the prophecy have any explanation for this part?"

Jun Qianqian didn't think that she, as a person, could influence the division and reunion of the tribe, and the Purple Flower Tribe did not have the ability and idea to expand at this stage.

But in the future, if they really face a strong enemy, they can't be caught with their hands tied.

"Nope."

Gadot shook her head regretfully.

After the prophecy of the priest and goddess is fulfilled, the next prophecy is estimated to wait another twenty or thirty years, and most of them are also predictions about whether the year will be good or not, and whether there will be a good harvest.

What's more, Gadot's prophecy is very targeted to the mountain tribes, but not too much to the entire southern tribes.

But the next prophecy also contains some clues.

"Will she stand on top of the mountains, with judgment in her left hand and battle flags in her right?"

The absence of written words has led to the oral prophecies being passed down, many pronunciations have become blurred, and some words are not understandable to the people of this era.

She had no choice but to be self-reliant and even guess.

"Does the goddess know what these two things are?"

Jia Yang blinked curiously, looking at Jun Qianqian thoughtfully.

"You're welcome, just call me by my name."

Jun Qianqian bit her lower lip, she felt that this prophecy was still her.

Hearing cases and giving verdicts is a manifestation of power, and the battle flag is obvious, representing that they will go to war with others.

Jun Qianqian explained the two words to Gadot, and she also showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Will Lord Qianqian teach us words?"

Gadot is very concerned about this, and at present, the three tribes have all obtained a copy of "Three Thousand Common Words", but except for the wilderness tribe who have received a definite answer, no one from the mountain tribe and the willow tribe has taught it.

"I'll teach, uh, or I'll find someone to teach."

The Wilderness Tribe is really the biggest winner this time, and when their team learns to build a house, they can stay in the Purple Flower Tribe to learn cultural lessons by the way.

The mountain tribe and the willow tribe are not so convenient.

"We can too! We also sent people to Purple Flower's territory to learn! ”

Gadot looked urgent, as if he didn't want to be left behind.

"Then come too."

Jun Qianqian smiled in her heart, how could she refuse to send a neighbor who came to the door to seek assimilation?

It just so happened that someone came to learn weaving too, so as not to run back and forth.

If the Purple Flower literacy class in the past was jokingly called Purple Flower University, now it seems that it really feels like a comprehensive university.

This is a "big" school for older youth, and the students are from the "****".

The two talked for a long time, but the noise outside had fallen silent, and the light of the fire had dimmed.

When Jun Qianqian beat her numb legs and walked out of the grass shed, she found that most of the people in the Purple Flower Team were waiting for her outside the door.

"Why are you all here?"

Jun Qianqian held Luo Ze's outstretched hand and leaned on him and waited for her leg to regain consciousness.

"The banquet is over, and we'll wait for you to go back."

Luo Ze saw that her legs were uncomfortable, so he simply picked her up and held her in his arms.

"Okay, I'm out, let's go back and rest."

Jun Qianqian said helplessly, she doesn't like to cause trouble to others.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet."

Pello was carrying the food that Luo Ze had specially packed back.

"Pelo didn't say anything, I forgot!"

Jun Qianqian hurriedly fluttered and took the package of leaves.

When they came over, they thought that the priest of the mountain tribe would prepare food for her, but she didn't expect Gaduo to know that she hadn't eaten, and Jun Qianqian, who was chatting up, also forgot to remind her.

Now that she is being mentioned, she feels so hungry!

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Luo Ze saw that she was still nested in his arms, and began to gobble up, feeling a very headache.

She always didn't know how to take care of herself, and in her heart, it seemed that she could ensure that she was still alive and still panting, so she was content.

"The craftsmanship of the mountain tribe is not as good as Perlo, and it is not as good as the big brother!"

Hungry enough to choke and still picking and choosing, Jun Qianqian couldn't help but start to feel sorry for the barbecue that Peilo gave her before, it is estimated that it is not delicious when it is cold.

After eating, she still has a lot of things to discuss with Luo Ze.

Back in the cave where the Purple Flower Tribe rested, everyone who had been busy for a day was scattered to rest, only Jun Qianqian and Luo Ze were still lighting a fire in the corner and talking quietly.

The conversation between Jun Qianqian and Gadot, coupled with her own conjectures, can't tell all these things to the people.

"The southern tribes you guess will fight with the people of the unknown lands in the north in the future?"

"Mm-hmm, maybe twenty or thirty years from now."

But she has her own development plans, and it's impossible to fully believe these words.

"Twenty or thirty years later, I'll be old."

Luo Ze looked worried.

"What an old! A fifty-year-old man, a flower! It's time for a successful career! ”

Jun Qianqian grabbed his face and pulled it to both sides-

Wide-billed frogs!

"But our lifespan is only about 50 years."

"That's because we didn't have enough to eat before, maybe we all lived to be in our eighties!"

Jun Qianqian is not worried about this.

"Besides, if we really hit the street halfway through the business, why worry about this when we die."

Roze always thinks too much like this.

"The sword mentioned in the prophecy, is it the Purple Flower Tribe?"

Luo Ze's face was pulled back and forth by Jun Qianqian, and he kept grimacing, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Let's think so, I find the style of prophecy very familiar."

These prophecies have a very Western medieval feeling, inexplicably with a breath of middle two, is it a coincidence?

Their existence may really be just some idle god who waved his hand and created it casually.