Incense, it's so fragrant.

Even if the flaxseed paste is just out of the pan, it is still steaming thickly, and people can't wait to stuff it in their mouths. In the mouth, the unique aroma is mixed with a hint of saltiness.

They even put salt in their food!

This is definitely the best food that the Black Soil Clan has eaten in the past two months, when the flax powder paste goes down the throat and enters the stomach, the whole person begins to warm up from the stomach, making them feel like they are being reborn.

But after this.

Someone couldn't hold back their tears.

The thought of having died so many people to get here makes the living people sad. If there had been such a bowl of hot paste on the road, would the people who had died ......

The sadness was easily contagious, and the people of the Black Earth tribe soon burst into tears, and some people hugged each other and wept silently.

Fu left in silence with someone.

Walking outside, he looked at the vine guarding the door, "Brother, I can't help but wonder if we hadn't met the lord, wouldn't it be ......?"

"No, it won't."

Fuji soberly told him, "There are cannibals, and we won't survive the winter." ”

It's all because of the favor of the Nuwa gods, so they have been blessed by the lord, so they need to work hard to protect the Nuwa tribe!

"Add a few more people to keep vigil tonight, keep an eye on them, and don't go near the interior of our territory."

Even though the group was refugees, Fuji did not let his guard down, "Especially in the warehouse and with the lord, let the able-bodied people go to live in a nearby house." ”

At this time, the original lumber warehouse

Outside, snowflakes were flying and the wind was fierce.

Inside the house, the firewood made a crackling sound in the burning, and the red flames reassured the people of the Black Earth tribe tonight.

Tired and tired, this group of long-distance Black Soil people fell asleep.

And the only remaining young priest in the clan could not sleep.

Because he knew that the merciful lord would only take them in for one day. Although they ate hot food today, they didn't have to worry about freezing to death at night.

But what about tomorrow?

What about the day after tomorrow?

The young priests did not think that they still had the ability to find another person who was kind enough to take them in in this cold and snowy place. The patriarch is dead, and so is the old priest, and it is his responsibility to find a way to keep the remaining clansmen alive, even if he gives everything he has!

Next.

It snowed heavily for several days, and finally stopped at this point.

The winter outside is a little dazzling by the reflection of the snow.

Lu Qiqi, who had just gotten up, stood in front of his house and squinted slightly, and then received a report from the dog, "Lord Lord, the group of people who took in yesterday, they didn't want to leave, and they were clamoring to see you. ”

As he spoke, his expression was still a little angry—angry that the group of people didn't talk much!

But the land period has long been expected,

Surrounded by heavy snow, they had nowhere to go, and if they wanted to live, they had to beg her cheekily.

She grabbed the snow and rubbed her face to sober up.

Her long eyelashes were glued with snowflakes, her originally fair face and nose were frozen red, and the young dog looked at her for a long time and couldn't take his eyes off her—Lord Lord looked so good, like a red berry buried in the snow, the kind of beauty that people wanted to touch.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

Lu Qi stood up straight, his expression was serious, with the majesty of a lord.

When she arrived, the two sides of the argument stopped talking.

Fuji Gang wanted to report to her and asked for an order from Lu Zhiji to drive the group out. And the little priest of the Black Earth Clan took the lead and knelt down for Lu Qi, "Great Lord, I beg you to take us in."

We have been guided by the witch god and have walked in the ice and snow for a long time, and it is impossible to find a lord as merciful as you. Please take us in, the Black Soil Clan is willing to become a vassal of your tribe. ”

After he finished speaking, the rest of the Black Earth Clan also knelt down.

It's a big battle.

Attracted players who like to gossip and watch the excitement. Some players are still holding freshly roasted chestnuts in their hands, leaning against the wall and eating while watching, like an intelligence aunt who eats melon seeds at the entrance of the village.

Seeing that the people around him were gathering more and more, Lu Qi let them into the house first.

"It's too much, my lord, these people are too much."

Even in front of the Black Earth people, Gou Yu did not shy away from condemning, "If you are willing to take them in and give them food, they have already gained great benefits."

Are they still holding on?

Still want to be a vassal tribe?

Even we have worked hard from slaves to become territorial people, why should they?! ”

The little priest had expected that someone would oppose their refuge, but he never imagined that these people, who seemed to be living well, would actually be turned from slaves to people.

His mind spun extremely fast, and he immediately crawled at the feet of the land period, "Great lord, we can also be slaves of the tribe. If you are willing to give us a chance, we will be your most industrious people! ”

"Nonsense, we are the most industrious people of the lord!"

Gou Yu didn't do anything when he heard this, "And we became slaves, and we were only qualified to repel the cannibals." Why should you join if you want to? ”

For the first time, someone described the word "slave" as an iron rice bowl and a golden bowl.

It made the Black Soil Tribes worry that they would not even be able to be slaves.

Lu Qiqi looked at the dog left in front of him, and he was very satisfied-

He said everything she wanted to say and what she didn't expect, and it was not in vain that he loved him so much.

This works well together!

On the other hand, hearing the description of the dog, the little priest wanted to stay here with his clansmen.

He looked at the exhausted people behind him, and as if with great determination, he pulled out a tattered bowl from his bosom that seemed to be patched up.

"What is this?"

Gou Yu leaned over, and then looked disgusted, "There are many such bowls in our tribe, and they all burn very well, and there are no cracks. ”

There is a saying that when you see a good thing, you will take it.

Lu Jiji called back the dog who was still provoking, and then asked the little priest, "Is there anything special about this thing?" ”

When the little priest heard her inquiry, his eyes suddenly lit up, "This is the treasure of our Black Earth Clan, which can be used to predict the future." Originally, only the sacrifice could be managed, but now, I would like to dedicate this to you! ”

And something that can be used to predict the future?

When she heard this, she took it from the hands of the little priest.

The bowl had been cleaned up by him, and the cracked areas had been stuck with something sticky. And the gray texture of the bowl is very similar...... Golden skulls?

At this time, the voice of the male tyrant sounded in her head, "This thing has an evil power as the golden skull, and it is very evil. You'd better not accept this thing. ”

"yes, okay."

Lu Qiqi stuffed the bone bowl into his arms, "Such an evil thing, I'll help them keep it." ”

Tyranny: ......

Lu Qi took other people's things, of course, he couldn't drive people away.

She coughed lightly, and then said, "The Nuwa tribe will not abandon any of her people who ask her for help, but if you want to join the tribe, you need to start as a slave.

Do you really want to? ”