"Sit down, this is our Shooter's Division, and the people from the Tongue Division won't find it. ”

Gongliang took the water handed by the thin man and asked, "I don't know what to call it?"

"Karon, the leader of the Shooters. The thin man said.

When Gongliang heard his words, he looked at the wooden house again, which can be described as a house with four walls. Wherever he had walked, it was the first time he had seen such a poor tribal leader.

"My name is Gongliang, Yanbu people, I want to go to the temple, and I happened to pass by here. ”

Karon nodded and said, "In the past, some people who went to the temple to worship passed through the swamp every year, but since the swamp was occupied by the Qiyu people, those who went to the temple to worship took the risk of going up the mudflats and rarely came here. A few years ago, people from more middle tribes built a wooden bridge over the tidal flats, and the pilgrims passed through there, and basically no one came here. You're the first I've seen in all these years. ”

"What, there's a wooden bridge over there?

Gongliang couldn't help but be dumbfounded, if he knew that there was a wooden bridge over there, would he come here?

"Right in the middle of that mangrove forest, it looks like it's been washed away by the tide, otherwise you wouldn't be out of sight. It's just that even if the wooden bridge is not washed away, you can't pass it, and this time you killed the Qiyu people, they are furious, and they will inevitably burn the wooden bridge, and they may also anger the people who go to the temple to worship. ”

"So what now?"

"You stay here for one night first, and when my people come back from hunting, I will explain to them, and tomorrow I will take you around the mountain over there, and you won't run into the Qiyu people." ”

"Thank you very much. ”

"You're welcome, speaking of which, I would like to thank you for helping me kill the Qi Tongue Man, otherwise I don't know if I can come back. ”

Speaking of this, Gongliang asked Gallon strangely, "Why is the person with the tongue a snake? I have never seen such a strange person all the way." ”

Kalong glanced at Migu, as if to say, isn't it strange to have wings?

However, he still replied: "This tongue man is not actually my great wilderness race, but a snake lizard, and later robbed some girls from my wilderness tribe, multiplied, and became what it is now. Although he is a bit human, he has a cruel temperament and ignorance, and even if the population is huge, he is not among the ten thousand tribes of my wilderness. My Shooting Snake Department was originally one of the Ten Thousand Tribes of the Great Wilderness, but unfortunately after fighting with the Ancestor of the Dragon, only this little clan remained, and now it is estimated that it can only be reduced to the same status as those wilderness tribes.

Now that the people of Qiyu have forbidden our tribe to go to the swamp to kill the snakes, the life of our tribe is getting more and more difficult. ”

"Why don't you move out of here, for example, to the beach, where food is abundant, and you can prevent your people from starving and losing weight like this. What's more, you can also dodge the pursuit of the tongue. ”

When Ka Long heard this, he said: "Since my shooting department is in the name of shooting dragons, how can I leave here when I take dragon shooting as my business?"

Gongliang pursed his lips, people are dying of hunger, and what are you going to do with those unnecessary things, what a fool, I don't know if I'm afraid that there will be no firewood to burn?

Seeing that Ka Long was so persistent, he didn't persuade him again, and stayed in the shooting department at night.

When the sun set, the clansmen who went out to hunt returned with small beasts and pheasants, and Gongliang frowned.

I've passed through so many places, and I've never seen a tribe with so little prey. Except, of course, for the Lebi people. If only they could be as small as the Lebibes, at least the food would be enough, but unfortunately not. With so little to feed a large group of people, it's no wonder that the people of the Shooter are all skinny, like the of African tribes.

In the evening, Karon entertained the guests with the best food of the tribe, and Gongliang and Migu shared a meal together.

It was a pile of black, white, green, and yellow mixed together, and it didn't smell like any food at all, stronger than the rancid taste of pig food, and I don't know how they did it.

The most important thing is that they use their right hand to grab something to eat, and Gongliang also uses this hand to go to the toilet, but can he refuse the kindness of others?

If you want to refuse if someone gives the best food in the tribe, it is simply an insult to the tribe.

As a last resort, Gongliang had to wash his hands, grab the "food" of the shooting department with his hands, and swallow it with difficulty.

Mi Gu just glanced at it, and then lost his appetite. I took out a wild fruit from the treasure bag and nibbled on it. And the round and the chicks have no chance of getting food at all, and the people of the Shooting Snake Department are dying of starvation, how can they feed them with food again.

As a last resort, Gongliang had to take out some stored grain from the fruit space at night and give it to them.

Early the next morning, Karon explained to the clansmen that he was going to take Gongliang and them on the road.

"Wait a minute. ”

Gongliang hurriedly stopped, then took out some cured meat and sun-dried oysters from the treasure bag, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality last night, these things are my thank you gifts." ”

When the person from the shooting department next to him saw the cured meat and dried oysters he took out, smelling the salty flavor of the marinated meat and the seafood smell of dried oysters, his eyes suddenly widened, and he kept swallowing saliva, it was so fragrant!

Karon wanted to refuse, but he really couldn't say why, the main thing was that their tribe really needed these things.

Gongliang didn't want to thank him for his hospitality yesterday, to be honest, he still felt very unwell after eating that mess yesterday. In fact, he saw that the bow and arrows in Kelon's hand were good yesterday, and he planned to exchange a few bows and some arrows with him in the name of gratitude. Not only for his own use, but Mi Gu should also learn how to shoot arrows, otherwise he only knows what is the point of spitting?

Seeing their appearance, Gongliang smiled slightly and said, "Brother Kalong, put it away! I still have some things I want to discuss with you." ”

As soon as Gallon heard this, he put his things away.

Gongliang asked again: "Brother Kalong, I don't know if your tribe's bows and arrows can be exchanged for two of them, I am willing to exchange some pickled desolate beast meat for it." ”

After saying that, he took out half a small mountain of pickled beasts from the fruit space.

If they were only interested in cured meats and oysters, now their eyes are green.

"Boss"

The people of the Shooter called out anxiously to Kalon, for fear that he would not agree, and they could not remember when they had eaten such a large desolate beast meat.

Ka Long glanced at Gongliang and sighed, "Come with me!"

Gongliang walked with him.

Karon led them past several wooden houses to a mountain wall at the back. Gallon pushed on a stone on it, revealing a hole in it, then took a torch next to it and lit it, and walked inside. After walking a little further, they came to a place. Karon lit a torch on the mountain wall and planted the torch in his hand.

The cave was bright, and Gongliang looked closely, only to find that it was a warehouse for storing weapons, which was full of bows and arrows, spears, and leather armor.