Chapter 1241

Before dawn in the morning, Meng Li got up and prayed to God for the safe return of those who went out hunting every day.

When she looked at the statue at first glance, she thought it was very rough. Now, it's their highest technology.

Faith is a great thing, it can let people break through their own limits and innovate.

The ancestors of the tribe must have done their best to build this statue.

And later there are generations of people to process, just like now.

With these thoughts in mind, Meng Li felt that it was no longer important whether God was God or not. This statue is people's spiritual sustenance and is worthy of respect.

After praying, Dang Dai Ping and some of the tribe's males.

Ping is a young and brave man. He also has prestige in the tribe. He also knows about evil gods.

Dang said to the statue:

"please God bless us to go out this time and get a full harvest and come back safely."

After repeating the story, we went out with our tools. There are also some simple tools, such as ropes wrapped by vines, stone knives made of stone, and weapons similar to baseball bats.

When Dang led everyone and brought a lot of prey back, on the way, they met the musician who deliberately waited for them.

Looking at the battle of a group of primitive people, or shoulder lifting, or several people lifting together, or struggling to drag their prey, the musician said in his heart that the plan had begun.

He had already killed the wild bird, strangled his neck and squeezed the blood on his arm.

"Ouch, hello..."

"Ouch..." The musician pretended to be in pain.

Dang's attention was aroused. Dang stopped immediately. He was carrying the prey on his shoulder and was walking in the front. Now he was close to the tribe. He was worried that it was the male of his tribe that he was calling.

Put down the prey, follow the sound, and walk towards the musician.

Setting aside most of the people's tall grass, he and yueren look at each other. He is convinced that he doesn't know this person, and that this is not a member of their tribe.

But looking at the other side's arm covered with blood, he should have been injured. He asked:

"which tribe are you from? Why are you here? "

Yueren didn't want to see the image of dangtoukuang again. He looked down at his arm and exclaimed: "it hurts."

Dang asked with a straight face:

"which tribe are you from?"

Happy person

Why do you have to worry about who you are from?

Yueren is not very clear. People in primitive tribes have a very strong sense of territory. They are most reluctant to see their tribe's territory intruded or hunted here, which makes them feel violated.

So Dang is very persistent to ask where the musicians come from.

Let's talk about the rest.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he frowned a little displeasantly. Ping came over, looked at the musician and said:

"do you know this is our tribe's territory?"

Yueren rolled his eyes and felt that the people of primitive tribes were really hard to communicate. He said with some frustration:

"I know, I'm sorry to break into your territory, but I didn't do it..."

The lines in yueren's mind were intended to go on, but before he finished, Dang directly asked:

"which tribe are you from?"

Yueren wanted to talk about the original tribe, but he gave it up again. Originally, the two tribes could not be considered harmonious. If he still said that, it would be bad to arouse the opposition of the other side.

He said:

"I forgot. I really can't remember. I was hit on the head..."

Dang: "what does it have to do with the fact that you have been hit in the head that you can't remember which tribe you belong to?"

Happy person: "who

So primitive people are really hard to communicate!

Is there no connection? Hit, it may be concussion, concussion may be amnesia

Where does the musician know that what he happens to meet is a tribal leader who likes to ask questions most, who is specialized in getting to the bottom of the matter.

Meng Lidu has had this kind of experience, almost made Meng Lidu speechless.

Yueren took a look at the bird's blood on his arm. He could only be glad that the arm had a lot of hair and the blood hung on it had not finished rolling. It was going to solidify on it.

If smooth skin, blood flow down, it is easy to help, you can see that there is no injury above.

He sighed in his heart that the people who were hard to communicate really struggled and patiently said to Dang:

"after I was hit, I can't remember what happened before. I just remember my own name."

Dang stared at the musician for a long time, but he still had doubts in his heart. After hesitation, he finally asked:

"what's your name?"

Happy people like to use their own names, think about it and say:

"happy people.""What's your name?"

Dang Heping blurted out at the same time in shock. They looked at each other, and then looked at yueren tightly.

This is the evil god?

They look like them?!

No wonder God says they can deal with it.

Happy people frown, just a name, so shocked to do what?

Have you heard his name before?

"Do you know me?" Yueren looks puzzled.

Dang sipped his mouth, remembering that a few days before the rain, he told him that when he met this evil god, he must take it back to the tribe.

Ping also remembered the words of rain. They didn't have so many twists and turns. Seeing that the musician was injured, they said directly:

"you are injured. Come back to the tribe with us."

Happy person Isn't that good? "

Dang: "it's nothing bad. I'm looking forward to your coming."

Yueren grabs his hair. If it is not for the sake of maintaining the image of a primitive man, he directly cuts it.

Sure enough, he was honest and natural. As soon as he saw him, he invited him to the tribe.

However, he still has to complete the task released by the system. The first transaction is to exchange a dagger for two cows, or do it first.

It's a reason to be modest.

"It's OK. I feel it's too disturbing to go to your tribe. I need prey now. Can you give me two bison? I'm willing to trade for something. " Happy people said.

Dang looked surprised:

"exchange things?"

Yueren: "can't you?"

Don't tell me that primitive people haven't learned how to trade things for things.

Dang Heping looked at each other again with a look of astonishment. Yu said that the first step for this evil god to deceive them was to exchange things for them.

This

This, this

The first time I met this kind of thing, they were still a little flustered. They felt that they were both young, so I'd better take them back and let yuhehuang deal with them.

The leader didn't say a word, and the rest of the tribe didn't ask the musician what to exchange. Seeing that the musician was empty handed, he was a little curious.

"You'd better go back to the tribe first." Dang said again.

Musician: "I exchange my most precious things for you?"

Dang insisted:

"go to the tribe."