Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan only stayed in the Awu tribe for two days.
In two days, 21 people were seriously injured and 18 people were rescued. Although three people still died, the Awu tribe, especially the old witch and his disciples felt as if they had seen a miracle.
Yan Mo couldn't do anything about the injuries of those three people. One's brain was pierced by a stone pick, one's heart was injured and caused excessive blood loss, and the other had a large amount of hemorrhage in the abdominal cavity and concurrent infection.
On the third morning, before Yan Mo opened his eyes, he heard Jiu Feng's call.
Jiufeng's wings were able to fly short distances, and when he found that he could fly into the sky again, Jiufeng couldn't wait to fly out to announce the existence of the lord in the territory, and let the enemies who were watching its territory know that it was still alive.
Yan Mo heard Jiufeng's call, got up quickly before opening his eyes, and ran out of the tent. Great, the biggest trick is here!
Yan Mo stood in the open space and waved to the sky. As long as Jiu Feng hadn't flew away, the other party would definitely be able to see him.
The Awu people who were busy outside all looked up to the sky. After many days, they finally heard the cry of the human-faced bird god again.
As expected, Jiufeng saw Yan Mo, and it came out to find the little two-legged monster. The big and small two living in the stone cave can't talk to it, it's not fun.
Jiufeng swooped down.
The Awu people were terrified. They worshiped the god, but they also feared it.
Many Awu people immediately fell to their knees.
The old witch also ran out, and then he and other Awu people saw a scene that made them unbelievable.
Before Jiufeng was about to reach the ground, his body suddenly rose, he slid slowly, and stopped on the earth wall with his wings folded.
Yan Mo stood in front of the earthen wall, looking up at it with a smile.
Jiu Feng lowered his head, Yan Mo stretched out his hand, one person and one bird, you rub against me, I touch you, murmuring intimacy for a while.
The Awu people who dared to peek had their eyes popped out of their sockets.
Afterwards, Yan Mo signaled the old witch to come forward, and reached out to touch his forehead. The old witch brought his forehead to Yan Mo's hand almost in trepidation, and he even raised his hand to wipe his own forehead.
Yan Mo suppressed his laughter, and said to him and the Awu people who were kneeling in the open space: "Jiu Feng has come to pick me up, and Yuan Zhan and I are leaving."
Yuan Zhan walked to Yan Mo's side.
The Awu people let out sobs that sounded like weeping, and some even shouted, "My lord priest, don't abandon us."
Yan Mo glanced at the faces of the chief of the Awu tribe and the old witch, and smiled: "The Awu people are simple, kind, and hardworking. I like you very much. If you want to become a sheltered tribe of the Jiuyuan tribe, you can go to Salt Lake In the left corner of your eye, where you made your sacrifices last time, tell us your wishes."
The old witch seemed to be about to say something immediately. Yan Mo raised his hand to stop him, "Come and tell us after you think it over."
"The tribe doesn't need useless people." Yuan Zhan said suddenly.
Yan Mo thought for a while, and directly told the old clan witch what Yuan Zhan said, and said: "Those who can become members of the Jiuyuan tribe must obtain the consent of the priest, chief and Jiufeng. Although I want to protect you, no one will Raise lazy and cunning people. We will not make Awu people slaves, but if Awu people want to join the tribe, they must first learn the language of the tribe and pass some tests.”
Hearing that the Jiuyuan Tribe would not allow their Awu people to be slaves, the old witch's last worry was taken into account, and his thoughts immediately came to life. He also discussed with the patriarch many times in the past two days. Join the Jiuyuan tribe and be sheltered by the tribe.
The old witch hurriedly said: "We are willing to..."
Yan Mo stopped him again, "Even if you want to, you still need to pass some tests. Before that, you can only be affiliated tribes of the Jiuyuan Tribe, and you can only become official members of the tribe until you learn the tribe's language and pass the tribe's test. Not to mention you, even the original tribe with a population of nearly 2,000 people, the mountain god Jiufeng didn't agree to let them join immediately, and only selected a few people from them."
This is Yan Mo's cunning, he has to come up with a reasonable explanation to explain the phenomenon that there are only three important members of the Jiuyuan tribe. He is not afraid that the other party will not understand what he said, because he found that this way of directly talking to the brain can break through any language barriers and directly let the other party understand what he means, and he is the same.
The old witch didn't know the original tribe, and he didn't know how big the number 2,000 was, but he knew that a tribe of 2,000 people must be much stronger than their small tribe.
"However..." Yan Mo changed his tone and said mildly: "Because you are already the people recognized by the mountain god Jiufeng, so the test you accept doesn't need to be as severe as the original tribe on the grassland at the foot of the mountain."
"My lord priest, what will the test be?" the old witch asked worriedly.
Yan Mo said solemnly: "Loyalty and diligence. When you decide to go to Salt Lake to find us, the chief of the tribe, the blood warrior Yuan Zhan, the God of the Earth, will send someone to tell you what to do. As long as you do it, you can join the tribe. But don’t worry, during your trials, the tribe will protect you, give you red salt, protect you, help you get food, and even teach you more things so that the tribe can live better.”
The old witch was grateful and wanted to ask some more questions.
Yan Mo didn't plan to say any more, he put down his hands and said to Yuan Zhan, "Let's go."
Although Yuan Zhan didn't know the idiom of playing hard to get, it didn't mean he didn't understand Yan Mo's meaning.
Yan Mo walked away at ease. First of all, he left enough medicine for the wounded side, and taught the old clan witch and his disciples how to change the medicine and take care of the wounded. Secondly, he believed that the Awu tribe could no longer run out of his palm. In the past two days, the shock he and Yuan Zhan had given the Awu tribe was enough.
The head of the Awu tribe even took a step ahead of the tribe witch, and expressed his willingness to join the Jiuyuan tribe with the whole tribe. They also know that by joining a tribe, it will be easier for them to survive.
But he still thinks that what is delivered to his door is worthless and will not be taken seriously. In order to prevent the Awu people from taking their protection and dedication for granted, he must give the Awu people the impression that it is not easy to join the tribe from the very beginning. Their status is separate from other clansmen.
This is not to say that he denied the importance of equality, but even in the modern society where everyone is equal in his original world, the status of officials and ordinary people is absolutely different, and a constitutional monarchy still exists.
He will not exploit these primitive people, but he will never let others shake his position. He worked hard to do this, not just to be a good person and educate primitive people.
Of course, he will have different attitudes towards different people. If he meets someone who is as powerful as Yuan Zhan or stronger than him, he will definitely use a different method to subdue and win over the other party.
All the Awu tribe watched Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan leave, while Jiufeng hovered in the sky.
There are three reasons why Yan Mo did not choose a more flamboyant way of leaving. First, he was reluctant to let Jiu Feng, whose wings had just grown, bear the combined weight of him, Yuan Zhan and the little monster. Second, he didn't think flying with Jiufeng's claws was too handsome. Third, it's too cold up there, so it's better to walk warmly.
The Awu tribe wanted to give half of the little monster's corpse to Yan Mo, but Yan Mo refused because you didn't have enough food. He only asked Jiu Feng to take one back for autopsy. Jiufeng seemed to be very interested in the little monster, but he didn't want to eat stale prey, so he reluctantly agreed to help Yan Mo take one back.
In fact, Yan Mo really didn't want the Awu people to eat those little monsters, they looked too human. But in the current situation where he can't provide a lot of food, what's the difference between preventing the Awu people from eating those monsters in the cold winter when they lack food, and killing them
So he didn't mention it, but he didn't eat the food provided by the Awu people during these two days. Seeing that Yan Mo refused to eat those little monsters, Yuan Zhan didn't even eat them. He ran out and caught a few rabbits and prairie rats for the two of them to eat.
However, in the eyes of the Awu people, the behavior of the two people is understood as another meaning. They think that the priest and the warrior of the gods are saving food for them, and some even suspected that the two were people who came to rob food and occupy the place , and now watching the two people leave empty-handed, they both feel extremely ashamed of their narrow-mindedness.
Let's not talk about the decisions and discussions within the Awu tribe after Yan Mo and the others left, but let's talk about the two people who left.
After walking away, Yuan Zhan asked the tired but excited boy beside him, "Don't you want those linen ones?"
"Don't worry, when the Awu tribe joins us, the flax will naturally belong to us."
"What test are you going to give them?"
"The house needs someone to build, the linen needs someone to make, the fur needs someone to tan, the salt pond needs someone to dig, the fine salt needs someone to refine, and you also need people to go with you to expand the territory, so many things, each of which is a test .Of course, the most important thing is to teach them to speak our language, I don’t want to be a translator.”
"Chicken in rice clothes?"
Yan Mo didn't explain, it's too annoying to explain every unfamiliar word, he added: "How to test those people, how to manage them, how to assign people, I believe you are better than me, so I will leave the specific test of them to You are fighting fiercely, I am only responsible for providing technical support."
Yuan Zhan understood painfully, "Now I also really hope that you will put your hand on my forehead. What you say is becoming more and more difficult to understand."
"After I go back, I will give you a detailed inspection, and I also need to do some data comparison for you... You don't have to worry about what I mean, you can do whatever I ask you to do." It was really painful for Zhan to experience a phenomenon that he could not explain.
Yuan Zhan suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Mo, who turned his head.
"You seem to be less and less afraid of me."
"I'm afraid of you? Tch!" Yan Mo sneered disdainfully, "I just couldn't beat you before, so I could only endure it temporarily. Do you think I was afraid of you then?"
"I want to sleep with you."
"... What's going on in your head when the sky is bright and bright?" Yan Mo couldn't comprehend the brain circuit of this primitive man, he could suddenly go into heat while walking on the road.
"Miss you." Yuan Zhante said honestly. He had endured it for two days. After seeing Yan Mo knocking down so many little monsters that day, he wanted to push him down and fuck him hard. And after Yan Mo told the tribe's name "Jiuyuan" to the Awu tribe, this desire has turned into a strange obsession that makes him tingle. Thinking of him, hey!
Jiuyuan, Jiufeng plus Yuanzhan, that's what he thought!
It's a pity that Yan Mo didn't know what Yuan Zhan was thinking. If he knew, he would have shouted for injustice. When he said the name Jiu Yuan, "Nine" was indeed taken from Jiu Feng, but "Yuan" was definitely not Yuan Zhan's original name. It was because Yuan Zhan and Meng both came from the Yuanji tribe, and he was from the Central Plains in the original world, so he took the word "Yuan".
"Look at the sky, brother, it's going to snow! Hurry up, I beg you!" Yan Mo broke down.
"There's still some time."
"what?"
Yuan Zhan rubbed his face, and suddenly pounced on Yan Mo. Yan Mo, who was thrown down, sprinkled the powder first and then injected the needle without saying a word.
Yuan Zhanlian sneezed twice and couldn't move.
"I just wanted to see what tricks you have." The man said depressedly and unwillingly.
Yan Mo got up and stomped hard on his face twice, then on his crotch, and said viciously: "Now you know?"
Well, I will know how to deal with you later, just wait! The young man grinned ferociously, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore. His little slave, his lord priest, used his feet very rhythmically...
That day, some people thought that they had won, that they had insulted the person who had insulted them, and won back a victory.
On that day, some people also experienced another kind of joy, which opened another door for the previous narrow cognition, and the restricted narrow thinking spread from then on, and the path of abnormality that someone said was gone forever.
In this contest, who will win and who will win? Perhaps it will take decades to see the development of the two of them later to know the truth, but no one can know this now.
After Yuan Zhan was mercifully pulled out by his lord priest and fed him the antidote, the second snow of winter finally fell.
And the next day, the Awu people couldn't wait to appear in the left corner of the salt lake.
Although Yan Mo asked Yuan Zhan to be in charge of specific management matters, how could he let go of the opportunity to buy people's hearts
He doesn't think about himself, but also thinks about his son who is likely to come in the future. He can't let Yuan Zhan control the entire tribe in one hand. He must leave a fundamental thought in the hearts of future tribesmen, that is: the chief They can be replaced, but the priest is their spiritual pillar and foundation. Without him, the high priest Yanmo, the Jiuyuan tribe will no longer be the Jiuyuan tribe.
So he took over the two important principles of teaching language and technical guidance, and his first disciple was the child Awu who was rescued by him and had inexplicable fear and admiration for him.
According to the command of the priest, Yuan Zhan selected eight teenagers from the Awu tribe, about eight to twelve years old, and brought them to the stone house, allowing them to be taught by Yan Mo directly. These children will stay here temporarily until the end of winter.
For this reason, Yan Mo appeased Jiufeng a lot, and promised to drive all these people away in the spring of the next year.
Yuan Zhan himself traveled alone in the heavy snow, continuing to explore the surroundings.
The Awu people were not idle either, and were responsible for training their men over twelve years old to become warriors, while men and most of the women who were no longer suitable for warrior training went to harvest flax and flax seeds.
Yan Mo wanted to get out hemp thread and linen cloth quickly, but he didn't know how to make the spindle and the loom, so he could only draw a rough outline of the spindle from his impressions, tell what the finished product looked like, and then asked Awu in the name of a test. The clansmen figured it out by themselves.
In addition, he also entrusted the task of tanning animal skins to the Awu tribe. Of course, in the name of imparting skills, he told the Awu tribe the fur tanning method he knew. This tanning method requires white sails and salt, and the salt is ready-made. Yes, the alum was not found, but it did not bother the Awu people. They used their traditional grass juice for tanning animal skins instead.