Poppy tribe.

Dry-stilt houses can be seen everywhere, which is somewhat similar to the architectural style of the Za tribe, with wooden pillars as the base frame, but the wooden pillars here are taller and thicker, and the houses they live in are at least six or seven meters away from the ground, and even more than ten meters high.

Moreover, these houses are not square, but have circular spires, and the roofs are covered with brown clothing, etc., and the diameter of the large rooms is more than 20 meters, while the diameter of the small rooms is less than 4 meters.

Underneath the house, there were many nets wrapped around the bottom shelves of the wooden posts, which were divided into multiple layers, and on each layer were placed things, some food, some clothing, etc.

Some of the nets underneath some of the rooms are so intertwined that it looks very confusing, but it's just a matter of looking.

The net of the underframe is where people rest, and the rope net can be used as a hammock to lie on people, and it can also be used to place items to dry.

At this time, in the center of the Gu tribe, in the largest room.

The atmosphere was heavy.

"Is the silk really gone?"

The person who spoke was covered with loose hair, the clothes on his body were torn and messy in many places, as if they had been scraped by tree branches, there were dried blood stains and fishy smell on his body, his tired eyes were bloodshot and haze, the muscles on his face twitched, and the muscles on his exposed arms that were suddenly throbbing, it could be seen that he was very unstable at the moment, and his mood was extremely bad, as if he was about to burst out in the next moment.

The man sitting by the door answered, "...... Yes, when I arrived, I happened to see that Silk was captured by a fierce beast. ”

The room fell silent again, and the air froze for a moment.

"Actually, Silk may still be alive. ”

In the silence, a voice spoke slowly, diluting the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man sitting in the innermost part of the room, although he did not look old. But the hair was white, and at this time, the white hair and dark brown hair were woven and intertwined, brown and white, and looked like a chessboard, squeezed together one by one, and the length was over the shoulder.

"My injuries are not healing. I can't be sure where he is, but I can feel that he is still alive for the time being. The man said.

"But he has been taken away by the beast, where are we going to find him?" said the man sitting near the door in distress, and he looked at the people with low pressure around him, "Silk bones, how do you decide?"

Silk bone rubbed his red eyes, and hurried back continuously, already exhausted. Unexpectedly, just after coming back, I heard the news that my son was captured by a fierce beast. There are emotions of anger and sadness, but there are too many things to face right now.

What to do?

He didn't know either.

The people who were captured by the beasts, even if they were still alive, would probably not live for long.

With a heavy sigh, Silk was about to say something. I heard the brown-haired man sitting in the innermost part give a confused "hmm".

The sound wasn't directed at the people in the room, but he sensed something else.

"What's wrong. Witch?" the people in the room looked over.

The brown-and-white-haired man did not speak, but looked sideways in a direction, although he could not see anything at all due to the obscuration of the room, but let the people in the house know that direction. Something unusual.

Just as they were wondering, they suddenly heard a series of gurgling sounds, like the calls of some kind of water fowl. The sound came from a distance, and it was difficult for people with poor ears to hear it here. But the people in this room are the ones who can pick up the voice.

As soon as the people in the house heard this voice, their eyebrows were raised, the light in their eyes flashed, and they didn't say much, and rushed out of the house directly.

The silk bone rushed out of the house more than ten meters high, hooked it casually before landing, and slowed down the descending force with the help of the net rope tied to the bottom frame of the wooden pile, only to hear the trembling sound of the rope vine stretching on the ground, the whole person of the silk bone was like a stone falling quickly, and suddenly became a leaf, fluttering to the ground, and the sound was like a small stone falling on the grass, which was tiny and imperceptible.

After landing on the ground, Silk Bone and the other people who came out of the house ran in the direction from which the sound came, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After they left, the brown-haired man who was sitting cross-legged in the room walked out slowly, looked in the direction of the river, and looked puzzled, "Someone from outside?"

At this time, which tribe was coming? He could sense that the person who was coming was certainly not from the nearby tribe, nor was it from any tribe he knew. He had never been in contact with it, and he had come to him with a very different feeling, very different from the people of other tribes he had seen before, and he could not tell why it was different.

Not long after, someone hurried back to the tribe from a distance, shouting as they ran, "It's the boy who is back!"

The people who heard the movement immediately shouted and leaned out of their respective rooms.

"What? Wasn't Silk captured by the beast?!"

"Silk is still alive?!"

"What about the others, have they been bitten by beasts?"

"I'm going to go over and see it!"

"No, don't run around, I'll beat people up if I run around again, stay in the house!"

Ignoring the people who got up, those who came back ran directly to the bottom of the largest room, and with the help of the net rope on the underframe of the stake, they swooped up as if they were stepping on a staircase.

"Wu, someone has brought the silk back. The person said.

"Who?" said the Witch frowned.

"Silk bones said it was the one of the Flame Horns. ”

"Flame Horn, so fast?!" Witch was surprised. Silk bones had just returned from the trading area of Yanjiao, and before they could say much about it, there were already Yanjiao people coming to their territory of the Gu tribe.

......

When Shao Xuan noticed that the Gu tribe was very close, he asked the silk to send a signal.

In fact, Paluo had already felt that the scenery on the shore was familiar, and he had come with the hunting before, but he also knew that he had not yet reached the range of the tribe, so he did not blow the whistle for the time being, but the uneasy mood that had been greatly alleviated.

After Shao Xuan asked Boluo to blow the whistle, Boluo immediately blew the whistle that only the Gu tribe could understand. The whistle is blown from two thumbs together, and it is difficult for those who can't master the trick to blow it, and even if they do, they can't blow the rhythm of the whistle of the Gu tribesmen, let alone use this whistle to convey a simple message.

Now, when Boluo saw his clansmen, his hanging heart finally settled down, and when he saw that the person who appeared on the shore actually had his own father, he was so excited that he wanted to jump onto the shore immediately. It's just that the Yanjiao people's ship is still a little far from the shore, although it is close to the river bank, but it is not good to get too close, and the shore is shallow and dangerous.

Most of the people who came from the Gu tribe were surprised to see this kind of "house" floating on the water for the first time, and the silk bones had seen boats, and in the Yanhe trading area, there were not only the boats of the Yanjiao people, but also other tribes who went to the trading area from the waterway.

Therefore, when he saw Shao Xuan and the two ships, the silk bone did not react much, and he was only surprised that Yanjiao had a boat swimming downstream, and it arrived so quickly. There will definitely be no movement during the rainy season, so these Yanjiao people must have set off after the rainy season, and it should be not much different from the time they came back from the Yanhe trading area.

It's just that they almost did their best to return to the tribe quickly, sometimes they didn't rest at night, and after they came back from the road, half of them were tired, and now those people were probably still asleep, and the silk bones themselves would have rested at home if it weren't for the silk connection.

But these people in Yanjiao seem to be very energetic!

Is it really the ship's cause?

Thinking about it, he heard the movement of the ship of Yanjiao approaching the shore and looked over.

Silk couldn't wait, jumped off the boat before the boat could stop, and excitedly threw his arms and ran this way. For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he returned to the tribe safely, and saw his father come back, how could he make Boluo unhappy?

However, it was his father's fist that greeted him.

"Disobedient! I'll let you mess around!" the bone's fist swung over at the rush of silk.

Silk Gu was teaching his son over there, and Shao Xuan and his party also got off the boat.

The people of the Gu tribe who came to the shore all stared at Shao Xuan and his party curiously, and there were also many guarded and watchful eyes.

At this time, the Poppy tribe witch also went to the shore.

"Welcome to the Gu tribe. ”

Shao Xuan looked at the Gu clan witch who was smiling at him and the others, how did he feel, this sounded very reluctant? )