Chapter 8: The Tribes Blessed by the Wind
In fact, when Si said that Beishu had saved him, most of the people cast Beishu's kind eyes, and when they heard that the first warrior of the tribe, Si was willing to vouch for him, people let down most of their guard.
Beishu hooked her lips, she was also surprised by Si's assurance, but it was always happy to be trusted.
"Even if I don't have a beast form, I'll do my best to contribute to this tribe." Bei Shu straightened his waist and said with a smile. She thought for a moment and added, "I know some medical skills, and I can help everyone." ”
Although he only had learned a little about the first aid of the three-legged cat and a little knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, Beishu still believed that he could contribute to this slightly backward tribe.
"Oh my God, only witches can do it."
"There are three witches in our tribe."
Everyone chattered and discussed again, and then looked at the patriarch together, their eyes full of anticipation.
"Okay, I agree with Beishu to stay!" In fact, the old patriarch of Ai Lu silently agreed in his heart when he heard Si's assurance, and he beckoned, "Si, you take Beishu to the tribe to familiarize yourself, and by the way, go to Wu to see if Beishu can help you." Although it is a little troublesome for you, Wu is always very busy when the seasons change. ”
The first sentence is said to Si, and the latter sentence is said to Beishu.
"Let's go, I'm just going to tell you about the tribe." Si said.
Bei Shu nodded and followed his boss, many people greeted them along the way, and Bei Shu also smiled back, and silently remembered their names and faces.
According to Si, there are many places in the beast world, and this area is mainly a forest area centered on the beast city. Their tribe is called the wind, and there are several large tribes around it: water, fire, wood, and winged tribes. These tribes are of equal strength, and of course there are quite a few small tribes that cannot be named.
The number of the Wind Tribe's tribe is not large, 84 people are counted in Manda, and Beishu is the 85th resident here.
As for why it is called wind, Si told a few ancient myths, which are about the gods of the beast world, Bei Shu remembers vaguely, and roughly knows that this tribe was built under the protection of the wind god of ancient mythology.
"Hey, boy Si, where are you going?" An old man's quirky voice rang out, and Bei Shu looked up to see the dry and thin old man sitting on a stone beckoning to them, but his legs could not move.
"That's Grandpa Stone, we call him Old Cowhide, he used to be one of the best warriors in the tribe, but his legs were broken by the rampaging tooth beast, and when he was old, he liked to brag about his old days to others." Si joked, and at the same time there was a little sadness in his eyebrows and eyes, the twilight of the strong man was sad and lamentable.
"Hello grandpa." Bei Shu smiled and bowed down, which made the old man ashamed.
He loved to blow himself down, and the children of the tribe and the warriors laughed at him, and it was the first time anyone looked at him like this.
"Hey, if you have something to say earlier, go and go." With an old face red, the old cowhide moved to the grass hut with his feet sloped and secretly aimed at them.
"They're all good people." Bei Shu must have seen a lot of deception in his previous life, and this simple feeling made Bei Shu feel comfortable. She smiled and nodded at the old man and followed Si.
"yes." Si said noncommittally, "In addition to Grandpa Shi, there are many people who are very good, Gu who is good at polishing weapons and accessories, and Aunt Ye who can tann animal skins, you should go and see these people, they are all very good people." Si said, and walked to the corner of the tribe near a small hill.
"Oh, yes, and we're going to meet, Wu." Si remembered something, and his smile was a little complicated.