"We dare not." Yan Mo said solemnly, and his voice was specially amplified to ensure that he could hear it from behind: "I was inherited by the ancestor gods, and I was guided by the ancestor gods to establish the Jiuyuan tribe together with my warriors. The Jiuyuan people are kind, friendly and cherish everything. We work hard We are friends with intelligent creatures of all races, there are many intelligent races living in and around our tribe, and we will never take the initiative to invade other intelligent creatures unless necessary."
Yan Mo paused at this point, "So as soon as my soldiers and I found out that the Morgans wanted to set fire to the forest, we sent people into the forest regardless of our own safety, and my soldiers and I took the risk of arresting them together. Their leader. If you don't believe me, you can go out and have a look, the Morgans have prepared a lot of firewood, and we have captured their leader and are about to make him give up such behavior."
Such thick-skinned words are also thanks to Yan Mo's righteous words. If he dared to say these words in front of everyone in his previous life, most of the audience would have to spit them out to him.
The mandrill screamed, and Yuan Zhan and the others tensed up, thinking that the mandrill was about to attack, but they saw Yan Mo raise his hand to tell them not to move rashly.
"It's calling its people." Yan Mo whispered to Yuan Zhan.
Sure enough, after a while, two red apes climbed up the branch, and the expressions of these two apes were not very friendly to Yan Mo and others.
The mandrill and the two apes ordered something, and the two apes uttered an angry cry, turned around, jumped up the tree and ran away.
This time without Yan Mo's translation, Yuan Zhan could see that the two orangutans must have gone outside to check on the situation of the Morgans.
Mandrill faced Yan Mo again, "Jiuyuan, why did your people..."
Yan Mo interrupted it, "These people are not Jiuyuan people, we just rescued them, if you want to become Jiuyuan people, you must pass the test of the ancestor god."
Mandrill stared at Yan Mo, then squinted at Yuan Zhan, "Where is the leader of Morgan? Give him to me. I can let you and your soldiers pass through the dense forest, but others cannot!"
Yan Mo shook his head, "I can't give up these slaves halfway after I saved them. If you can't let us all pass, then my soldiers and I won't go alone. As for the leader of Morgan, we left him in the Outside."
"Bring him!"
Yan Mo shook his head again, "Do you want to kill him? I don't suggest you kill him."
Brother Mandrill got angry again, "Human! You really...!"
"It's not that I don't want to kill him, I'm thinking about you and the creatures in this forest!" Yan Mo shouted louder, seeing that he had attracted the mandrill's attention, he lowered his voice, "That leader is Morgan The son of the chief, the chief is equivalent to your status among your people, if someone kills your children, will you let them go?"
The mandrill just wanted to yell that we are not afraid of them.
Yan Mo said again: "They can't beat you. You can set fire, you can poison, and we can leave. How can you give up this forest? If it is not for you and this forest, I will kill them all with my warrior strength It's not that hard."
The mandrill shut up.
Yan Mo rubbed his throat, took out the kettle to drink water, it was not easy to be a lobbyist, not only had to speak sharply, but also had to have a loud and clear voice, and had to endure thirst.
Mandrill saw that he found a strange thing made of stone with a wave of his hand, and took another step forward curiously.
Yuan Zhan subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Yan Mo grabbed his hand.
He raised the stone kettle that Yuan Zhan made for him in his hand, "This is a kettle, a device for holding water, haven't you seen it before? Here it is."
The mandrill was about to reach out, but then retracted, staring at him suspiciously.
Yan Mo raised the water bottle and took another sip, wiped his mouth with his cuff, and raised the water bottle again, "I can swear with my soul to the ancestor gods that I have no malice towards you." Although I really want to dissect you.
After all, the mandrill was curious about the kettle. It quickly jumped in front of Yan Mo, stretched out its claws, snatched the kettle, jumped back, grabbed the kettle, looked around for a while, and then tried to raise its head to remove the water inside. Pour it into your mouth.
Yan Mo thought, no matter how intelligent a creature is, inexperienced, it is easy to deceive. If he puts medicine in the water, Brother Mandrill has already settled for him and let him be slaughtered.
Brother Mandrill took a sip of water, smacked his lips, and held the water bottle in his arms, obviously not planning to return it.
They are smart, but they can only make some extremely simple tools. They drink water with leaves at most, and usually drink water directly by the water source. With this thing, they can drink water in the nest without running out.
Brother Mandrill screamed again, probably its people had been waiting nearby, and rushed over when they heard the scream.
This time several orangutans came, and they all held a human in their hands, jumped forward, and threw those apes between their boss and Yan Mo.
Several people cried out in pain, and after seeing Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan clearly, they cried happily again. They should be saved!
Brother Mandrill held the water bottle, pointed at the four people on the ground, "Change."
The corners of Yuan Zhan's mouth twitched, but Yan Mo nodded with a smile, "Okay, change. Do you want more and bigger water holding tools? You can put them in a hole or on a tree. The big ones are called water tanks." It can also collect rainwater."
"You have?"
"My warriors can make it for you, but the bigger it is, the harder it is to make. A big water tank needs at least five hundred people."
"Five hundred?" Brother Mandrill couldn't count.
Yan Mo had no choice but to say: "I can ask my soldiers to make two big water tanks for you, but you have to return all the people to me."
"No way!" Brother Mandrill doesn't know how to count and thinks it's not worthwhile to exchange so many prey for only two water tanks.
"What are you going to do with those people? Eat them? Or keep them? Just eat them, they will be gone after eating them, but two large water tanks, as long as you don't smash them, you can use them for a long time, hundreds of thousands There is no problem for a year, and it can be passed on to many descendants."
Brother mandrill pondered, the reason why it is an intelligent creature is because it can think, it really wants the big water tank in the mouth of this human being, and it wants to keep those prey, these human beings will definitely fight him, so why not Take it to replace the water tank.
"I want one this big." Brother Mandrill opened his arms and drew a big circle.
Yan Mo,... you are really not greedy.
Yuan Zhan thought, if you use your ability, I can make any water tank for you.
Yan Mo originally wanted Yuan Zhan to do it, but when he found one of the four, he suddenly changed his mind. If the mandrill finds out that it is so easy for them to make water tanks, who knows if there will be another accident
"It's improbable that it's so big. It's very troublesome to make the water tank. You can tell it when you see it." Yan Mo waved his hand and asked the soldiers behind to pick up the four of them. "And it will take some time. In the meantime, you can let my people stay on the edge of the forest temporarily, because I want to help you completely solve the troubles that the Morgans may bring."
"Kill them!"
"I told you just now, you can't kill them, even if you kill them, you can't kill them all, you have to threaten them. I will bring their leaders later, and we will find a way to intimidate him so that he will never dare to fight these people again. The idea of a forest."
The mandrill's expression was much calmer than when it just jumped out. Although it was still ferocious, it did not have a strong murderous look.
Just at this time the two orangutans came back and brought news to the mandrill that the Morgans had indeed collected a large amount of firewood and piled it somewhere at the edge of the forest.
The mandrill was furious, and yelled at Yan Mo, telling him to restore the place to its original state, and then make a water tank for him, and took his men down to find the Morgans.
Jiufeng's cry came from the air, it was telling Yan Mo that it would also follow the past to watch the fun.
As soon as the mandrill left, Yan Mo leaned directly behind Yuan Zhan, "Phew, I'm exhausted, I'd rather have three major surgeries in a row, that's not what I should be doing."
Yuan Zhan picked him up with one arm, "You are a priest." Priests don't just treat illnesses.
Yan Mo also knew this, he threw his old face aside, put his arms around Yuan Zhan's neck, and lay down on his neck.
Yuan Zhanxin gave birth to a small fluffy ball on his head, and the little fluffy ball rolled around on the top of his heart, itchy and soft. He thought, isn't his little priest playing with him... acting like a baby
Brother Mandrill led his men to teach the Morgans a lesson. Yuan Zhan worked hard to restore the thrown vegetation. Fortunately, his ability to control wood has reached level two. He just needs to replant them back into the soil. Yan Mo doesn’t want to listen The pain and complaints of the trees left the matter to Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan didn't think it was too hard. When he made this open space, for convenience, he directly lifted the vegetation on it from the deep soil, and the roots of those vegetation were not damaged much.
It's just that when restoring these trees, he moved them a little bit to make room for so many of them to camp.
Da Da came back with a bucket early, but he was very wink, seeing Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan confronting that foot, he didn't run over to join in the fun, but handed the bucket to Ding Fei for him to use until Yan Mo After returning, he continued to pretend to be a personal bodyguard.
Yan Mo was busy treating the seriously injured, and when he was almost done, he asked Dahe to bring over the young slave he had rescued earlier. Taking time out, he also asked and answered where the water was fetched.
Answering and gesticulating, pointing to the northeast, wailing a few times.
Yan Mo heard that there was a small valley not far away, so he came up with the idea of temporarily moving the thousand people there, but he still needed to communicate with Brother Mandrill. By the way, he also wanted to ask the other party if he knew about the Yanshan tribe. It stands to reason that this group of orangutans should also know about the Yanshan tribe entering the dense forest. They didn't expel the Yanshan people, did they have some kind of deal with the Yanshan people
The boy came, and after more than 20 days of recuperation, he has fully recovered. The child was mainly hungry at the time, fed and drank enough, his body's immunity was improved, coupled with Yan Mo's medicine powder, and someone took good care of him, and the whip wound healed quickly.
The young man was a little apprehensive, not knowing why Yan Mo specially called him here.
In the distance, his elder brother and clansmen watched anxiously, not daring to approach casually.
"What's your name?" Yan Mo motioned the boy to sit down.
The young man didn't dare to sit, he half squatted and half knelt, "My lord, my name is Xia Yu."
"Do you have a last name?"
The teenagers are at a loss, they don't have the concept of a surname yet.
Seeing this, Yan Mo asked again: "What is the name of your tribe? Where is it?"
The young man didn't dare to hide, and mainly he had nothing to hide. His tribe had disappeared, and his tribe had either died or been captured as slaves, and they were all scattered. Now there are only a dozen of them left here.
Yan Mo memorized the location he mentioned, it should be in the basin of a tributary river not far above Mogan, branched from the middle reaches of the big river.
"So, we probably passed your original homeland along the way?"
Xia Yu nodded and shook her head again, "Yes, but it's still inside, and we have to walk another four or five days to see Baishan where we live."
Yan Mo thinks that the Baishan Mountain where this family lives is likely to be natural porcelain clay, "Can you make pottery?"
"Pottery?" Xia Yu had obviously never heard of these two words.
Yan Mo simply explained, "I know that you can use clay and water to make utensils, and then burn them with fire. Now I need you and your people to burn some utensils using your method."
Xia Yu's face turned pale, how could this person know? Knowing how to make utensils with fire is a secret of their clan, and he is a chosen disciple of the clan witch. Since the clan witch was killed, he is the only person in the clan who knows how to burn utensils. It is also because of this that his people protect him so much. He and his brother are still thinking that there will be a chance in the future...
Yan Mo has taught so many students, the change in the boy's face can't escape his eyes, he can also guess the boy's mind, nothing more than thinking about preserving his skills, leading the clan to make a comeback in the future, or occupying a place in Jiuyuan based on this, etc. Wait.
He smiled and said directly: "I am the priest of the ancestor god, and of course I know how to make utensils. I can even make your sacred object, the ball. But I want to give you and your people a Opportunity, Jiuyuan is not for everyone to enter. If you want to become Jiuyuan people and accept Jiuyuan's protection, you must be more useful than others. Of course, you can also choose to give up this opportunity... "
Seeing that the young man was trembling a little, Yan Mo raised his hand, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Since you don't want to become Jiuyuan people, I won't force you. I will trade you to other tribes."
"No!" The young man yelled out when he heard that Yan Mo was going to trade them to other tribes.
This period of time was enough for them to discover how kind and powerful the leader and priest of the Nine Plains Tribe were. Along the way, these slaves ate and drank the same as the two of them, and the two of them did not let the slaves serve them, and even took care of them in turn. For example, they were injured by a big monkey this time. There were so many wounded, the two of them could completely ignore them, but they personally healed and applied medicine to their wounds.
If they change to another tribe, they may not be able to find such a good master.
Moreover, Ding Ning and Ding Fei once told them that there are no slaves in Jiuyuan, even if they cannot become real Jiuyuan people, when they return to Jiuyuan, they can still do long-term jobs. As long as they work hard, no one will beat them with a whip Or don't feed them.
More importantly, Mo Da can also burn utensils. He can even make bone utensils that are so coveted by the Morgans. How could he not burn mud? Mo Da is so kindly willing to hand over the work of firing utensils to them, probably because they already know a little bit. If they don't do it, Moda can find someone else.
Most importantly, what a magical priest this is. Not only can he do many magical things, he can also talk to water gods and monsters. His people returned.
He thought that the Jiuyuan tribe with such a magical priest must be very powerful. If they join, no matter how many utensils they burn, they don't have to worry about being robbed and attacked by other tribes, right? In winter, they don't have to worry about not being able to eat enough, right
"I, we want to be Jiuyuan people, really!" Xia Yu was so anxious that she changed her half-squatting half-kneeling to kneeling on her two legs, "My lord, please don't sell us to other tribes, we are willing to do it! We are willing to burn utensils for you!"
Yan Mo signaled Xia Yu to get up, and he still had some doubts in his mind, "Don't other tribes know that you can make utensils? I thought it was very simple."
Xia Yu is still kneeling, thinking that this is not easy at all, it is very difficult just to master the temperature of the fire, let alone the steps of washing the soil. But maybe what they think is difficult is not difficult in Mo Da's eyes.
Yan Mo also knows that it is not easy to make good pottery and porcelain, and what he said is just to frighten the young people.
Xia Yu calmed down, and quickly replied: "The tribe witch said that we are not strong enough, if we exchange these burnt utensils with other tribes, we will be attacked by stronger tribes, who will turn us into slaves, and burn them later. The method of the utensils will also be taken away, even if we don’t say it, they will force us to say it. It’s like the cloth tribe that was wiped out by the Morgan.”
Yan Mo raised his eyebrows, "Mergan's weaving technology was stolen from other tribes?"
Xia Yu nodded, "I heard that in order to obtain the method of weaving, Mogan killed the members of the Bu tribe one by one and pulled out their intestines in front of the chief and priests of the Bu tribe. Wailing, I can only speak out. After the Morgans got the method and found the loom, they took all the women of the Bu tribe and killed the others."
"No wonder."
Xia Yu's eyes were filled with sadness, "For this reason, when we were attacked by the Yun Clan, my father and the Clan Witch asked everyone to smash all the utensils and throw them into the cave, except for our divine signs."
Yan Mo was silent for a while, then took out the porcelain ball from the package, grabbed the boy's hand, and put the porcelain ball in his palms, "Do things well, Jiuyuan doesn't support useless and lazy people."
Xia Yu was holding the porcelain ball, both happy and unbelievable.
After planting the trees, Yuan Zhan went to watch the excitement, and now he came back and shared what he saw with Yan Mo.
"You said that the mandrill's ability is its great strength?"
"Yes, I saw it charge into the Morgan warriors with my own eyes, catch them and kill them..." Yuan Zhan made a tearing movement, "Those Morgan fighters are probably a little messed up because Qi Hao disappeared, they probably I didn’t expect that there would be a group of big monkeys sneaking up on them, those big monkeys are especially good at beating people with stones, and I don’t know where they got so many stones.”
Yuan Zhan still had a smile on his face when he said it, as if watching the mandrill tearing people apart was very relieved.
"Which one of the two is better?" Yan Mo didn't want to hear this, he was afraid that he would have to save people after hearing it.
However, the apes and the Morgans have been fighting until now, and the guide has not issued a reminder, saying that he will not save him or anything, so in the judgment of the guide, the Morgan should belong to the wrong side, even if he does not lend a helping hand Rescue is not considered neglect.
Yan Mo guessed that Moore was in the wrong, probably because they prepared dry firewood and planned to set fire to the forest.
Thinking of this, he slapped his head. In fact, when they found out that Morgan was planning to set fire to the forest, it was okay for them to do it, as long as he said it was to protect the forest.
Yuan Zhan grabbed his hand and slapped himself on the head for nothing? "Outside the forest, the Mogan warriors may be a little stronger, but the mandrill is so powerful that it can break any whips that wrap around its body. Those big monkeys are hiding in the trees. The Mogan warriors don't have bows and arrows. Spears can't kill them at all. The Morgans also knew that after entering the forest, they couldn't beat those big monkeys, so they all fled away."
"We still have to beware of them setting fire. The mandrill will definitely come to us again later. You go and bring Qi Hao, doesn't he think we dare not kill him? Then let Brother Mandrill 'talk' to him. "