Chapter 801: Primitive Society Counterattack (22)
It's my contract beast Tiger Treasure. Ji Beibei saw the fear and vigilance of Hubao in the mountain's eyes, and said with a smile, "So don't worry, it won't hurt me or you anyway." ”
"It, it's your contract beast?" Shan looked at Ji Beibei dumbfounded.
"Any questions?" Ji Beibei raised his eyebrows and asked.
"No problem, no problem, since it's your contract beast, then it's no problem." I don't care about thinking too much about contract beasts, which can only be qualified for contracts by the strongest of the strong, Ji Beibei doesn't look like a strong man among the strong.
Shan remembered that Ji Beibei was almost omnipotent, so he immediately thought that she was a goddess. Isn't it very normal for a goddess to have a powerful beast willing to follow her and become her contract beast?
So the mountain immediately figured it out. Knowing that Tiger Treasure is not only harmless to himself and others, but also helpful. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he began to look at the tiger treasure who was looking at him with disdain with a look like a baby.
obviously looks down on Hubao for his own appearance, and the mountain is not disgusted at all. He praised it vigorously: "Beibei, your contract beast looks really unusual. Looks majestic......"
Thousands of clothes are not worn.
Shameless to the mountain, unable to understand his own eyes, and praising his appearance endlessly, Hubao is quite useful. Gradually, the contempt on the tiger's face for Shan Ming was subdued a lot.
On this trip, the mountain brought out twenty-six people from the ethnic group, most of whom were men and women of appropriate age.
In addition to Ji Beibei, who rode the tiger treasure easily, and didn't even have to go down and walk by himself. The others, each carrying a large backpack that Ji Beibei taught them to weave, were carrying behind them.
Except for a small part of the jerky and cured meat eaten on the road, most of the rest is salt and dried sweet potatoes.
Because salt is precious, especially the kind that people from Jibei Beijiao's own ethnic group have sun-dried, the fine white table salt that has been filtered many times is even more unprecedented.
Knowing that his race is not large, his strength is not strong enough. Worried that he would bring too much salt to attract the attention of the big tribe, he would not mind leading people to destroy his own tribe and seize the salt production method of his own tribe.
Not only did I not bring much, but most of the salt I brought was coarse particles that had not been filtered several times before. He only carried five or six catties of the fine white kind of salt.
So they have more dried sweet potatoes in their back baskets.
Along the way, because their number is not small, and there is also a Hubao Town field, so the walk is quite smooth. The beasts in the forest did not dare to take the initiative to provoke and provoke them for no reason.
And in order to hurry, in order to be able to be on time to the end of the trade fair. Along the way, the people only hunted twice, and they were only delayed for two days to replenish the meat consumed during the journey.
After nearly a month of rushing around, the faces of several "old men" in the mountains and ethnic groups who had come to the trade fair showed joy. Seeing their expressions, Ji Beibei knew what to expect, and asked with a smile, "Is it here?" ”
"Yes, just cross one more river in front of us and we'll be there." Shan said excitedly.
"Still want to cross the river? How to cross? Is there a bridge over the river? Ji Beibei said curiously.
"Bridge?"
Shan and the people of his tribe were confused for a moment, and after listening to Ji Beibei explain what a bridge was, Shan shook his head: "No, there will be people from the River tribe leading the big turtle to send us over by the river." ”
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