Chapter 52: Creation with Your Own Hands

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man leaning against the pillar with his eyes closed suddenly shouted, cutting off all conversation.

The middle-aged man parted the crowd and came to Lu Ning and stretched out his hand.

"I am the son of the former leader of the Flying Feather Tribe, Bowstring. Now I'm their leader, and I'm the one who led them out of the monsters. ”

Lu Ning reached out and held the bowstring's hand.

Bowstring looked directly into Lu Ning's eyes: "Our Flying Feather Tribe has a long heritage, a glorious history, a sturdy house, and a huge field that our ancestors have worked hard to cultivate for generations.

"I don't think your tribe has what it takes to get us back to our old lives."

"Hey, you ......," Folic sour said, "It's the priest's decision......"

Bowstring did not back down: "Although the priestess has handed us over to your tribe, I am still responsible for the fate of my kindred. ”

"And what do you mean?" Lu Ning asked with a smile.

"Please come with me to meet with the Priest and ask the Priest to change his decision."

"How old is your Excellency?" Lu Ning asked kindly.

"I'm forty-six years old." Bowstring didn't know why Lu Ning suddenly asked this, and responded coldly.

Lu Ning let out a sigh, let go of his hand, turned his back and took two steps, then turned around abruptly, and stretched out his hand to point at the bowstring's face.

"You're so cheeky, you're living in vain!"

"You ——!" Bowstring's eyes glared angrily, and the anger of everyone behind him surged.

However, Lu Ning did not back down, but took a step forward, pointing to the nose of the bowstring and communicating with him cordially:

"I thought that although you were not a tribal leader, you were at least the one who led them out of the disaster and rebuilt hope, and I hoped that you would be insightful, but I did not expect you to say such a rootless and confusing statement!

"Now that your tribe has been destroyed, you are now ordinary refugees. What tribe's glorious history, what ancestors' long inheritance, is already a dead letter, just a fart! ”

"Want to get back to your old life? Then start from scratch with your own hands! Your ancestors left you a rich life, and they are much better off than you are now?

"Now that you are alive and well, standing here with your hands and feet intact, but you only think of getting something for nothing, thinking of relying on the help of others, thinking of relying on the relief of the temple, but you do not want to bend down yourself, have you not thought of leaving a new, more prosperous living environment for your descendants?

"Not to mention relying on rich large tribes or poor small tribes, there are twenty of you, but even four of us are not as good as us! Although there are only four of us, we all rely on ourselves for all our development and life, and you don't even have the courage to rely on yourself!

"I've never seen anyone so brazen!"

Bowstring trembled with anger at Lu Ning's words, and his blood surged. The other people around had already taken out their weapons and surrounded them together, intending to discuss the benefits with Lu Ning.

"This is the temple, what do you want to do?!"

Ye Sour was also shocked by Lu Ning's fierce words, and at this moment, seeing that everyone wanted to do it, he suddenly reacted to his identity, and hurriedly jumped out to stop in front of Lu Ning, and asked loudly.

"Stop!"

The bowstring gritted his teeth and told the others to back off.

Bowstring took a deep breath.

He's right, we really shouldn't continue to dwell on the affluence of the past. Everything that used to be is gone, and we ...... It's time for us to start all over again. ”

Bowstring closed his eyes, and everyone fell silent.

"Very well, is there anyone else who has any grievances against our tribe right now?"

Lu Ning glanced at everyone and asked.

After a long silence, Bowstring shook his head.

This was like a signal, and everyone also put away their weapons one after another and bowed their heads to Lu Ning.

Lu Ning knew that they didn't really obey him now, but they were just a little ashamed because they hit the sore spot.

They are still a group, and they still listen to the bowstring rather than themselves.

But there is no hurry.

Take it easy.

Lu Ning is confident that he will turn them all into his own.

"I see that you are all injured quite lightly, is it made by the water-feeding golden-eyed beast?"

Lu Ning glanced at everyone and asked.

"More than that." Bowstring shook his head, "Many people were injured by the attack of the water-feeding golden-eyed beast, and then many monsters attacked them on the way out. We have not been able to deal with the injury, so we have to endure it until now. ”

This was not what Lu Ning expected. The injuries on these people are very conspicuous, and the blood from many of them has penetrated their clothes, and it looks like they are not lightly injured.

Lu Ning thought for a moment.

"You can't go far with me with such a serious injury. In this case, you go with me to the Wind Delivery Tribe first, there are some medicines there. You use some medicine first, and then we'll hit the road. ”

"The ordinary herbs we sell outside are useless, unless it's a miracle of the temple - but the temple doesn't cost us rough people so many miracles." Bowstring refused: "We can bear this injury, it's a big deal to rest for a few days after arriving in your tribe, and you can lead the way." ”

"I'm not one of those ordinary drugs that I sell out there." Lu Ning explained, "I didn't come to the temple to pick you up. ”

Bowstring wanted to say something, but held back.

Lu Ning and everyone are waiting here for Ye Rang Qin Ke.

"Leader Lu," Bowstring suddenly spoke to Lu Ning, "why did you want to form a small tribe of four people instead of directly joining other tribes?" ”

"Oh...... There is no special reason, originally I just wanted to stay away from other people, and then I just pushed the boat with the water. But I love the feeling of developing my home from scratch little by little, and changing every day. ”

Lu Ning replied with a smile.

"You're going to love it, too."

"Hopefully." The bowstring fell silent again.

After waiting for a long time, Ye Rang Qin Ke finally completed the formalities and came back to find Lu Ning.

After introducing each other, Lu Ning said goodbye to folic acid.

"You're gone, I'm going to be arrested again to learn arithmetic......" folic acid acid reluctantly.

The temple did not leave anyone to stay overnight, and everyone hurried on the road before it was dark, leaving the floating island temple and returning to the wind tribe when it was already dark at night.

Twenty people looked very crowded in Ye Rang Qinke's small courtyard. Since these people brought some dry food by themselves, Ye asked Qin Ke to prepare the food for himself and Lu Ning, while Lu Ning rummaged through the jars containing the medicines, and finally took out a can of hemostatic gold sore medicine.

"Just put it on the wound and give everyone a point."

Lu Ning said as he handed the jar to the bowstring.

Although Bowstring didn't think it would have any effect, he still gave Lu Ning, their new leader in name, a little face, took the clay pot, and began to give medicine to the others.

"Boss, you don't have to listen to him so much......"

The first person chosen to test the medicine was named Bow Wolf, who was injured in his left arm, and now he can't even lift it due to the deterioration of a few days.

He saw that the bowstring really came over with the medicine, and whispered with some dissatisfaction.

"Say less. Let's send people under the fence, it's better to keep a low profile. Bowstring said, grabbing a handful of clay from the jar with his hand and applying it to the bowwolf's wound.

"Huh...... This medicine is cold and cold, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore? ”

The bow wolf suddenly screamed.