When one person stood up to resist and died, the others would naturally be honest—they silently watched the emaciated, but still had a big skeleton corpse of an orc prisoner being carried out, and they were all silent, thinking that this person was crazy .
So according to tradition, after they were lucky enough to save their lives, they naturally became slaves and were assigned to a tribe. Hua Yi is obviously very experienced in the matter of dividing the spoils, and he doesn't know how he divides them. Anyway, the big guys seem to have no opinion.
After the celebration, Chang An went back to his tent, and found that there was an extra boy in shackles and handcuffs.
The child was only seven or eight years old, and hadn't grown beyond Chang'an's waist. He was brushing a straw mat, and when he saw Chang'an coming in, he silently stopped what he was doing. There were a pair of black eyes on his dirty little face. With bright black eyes, he stared at Chang'an without saying a word, and said in a rather rude tone: "I am your slave."
Chang An frowned and asked, "What's your name?"
"Luda."
After the child Luda finished speaking, he raised his heavy hand to wipe his nose, lowered his head, put down his work indifferently, and walked to the wooden table in a clanging manner, picked up the water bowl, picked up the pitcher and poured a He threw the water jug on the table with a "bang" sound, and the water splashed everywhere. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and continued to do what he had just done, as if there was no such person as Chang An in the room.
Chang An stood at the door for a while. He didn't have any sense of territory. He just felt that there was an extra person in the room, which was very awkward. He walked to the bed, bent down and picked up his knife, and turned to leave. However, when he passed by the table, he He paused again, picked up the bowl of water that was only half spilled, drank two mouthfuls of cows, and left.
He carried his big saber and walked straight to the edge of the tribe. After a celebration, everyone in the Jushan tribe knew him this time, even some women pointed and whispered to him in groups, Changan He pretended not to see, and he gave a short nod to whoever greeted him, and then left at a faster speed.
Just when he was about to dive into the woods, someone in the distance suddenly shouted: "Chang'an!"
The voice seemed to be a little anxious, Chang An turned his head and found Hua Yi striding towards him, the steps were too hasty, and there was sweat on the forehead. He grabbed Chang An's arm and asked loudly, "What are you going to do?"
Chang An froze for a moment, then said, "Hunting."
After hearing what he said, Hua Yi didn't feel relieved, and asked almost persuasively, "What about after hunting?"
Chang An looked at him inexplicably: "Bake and eat."
Hua Yi raised his hand and pushed hard on his forehead, pushing him back a step, the saliva almost sprayed on Chang An's face, Hua Yi blew his beard and stared at him and said: "Nonsense, who asked you how to eat? You Don't you want to leave after fighting and eating?"
Chang An was very tired carrying the saber all the time, he didn't understand what the other party meant, so he poked the saber on the ground to support him, and asked very patiently: "I sent you back, is there anything else? "
Hua Yi was almost angry.
He was busy at first, but Suo Laimu told him that some people in the tribe used to have enmity with the Black Eagle tribe, and he was afraid that there would be a conflict in a while, so he told him to be careful. Hua Yi had just arranged for people to watch the two sides, but he just heard The old lady who fetched water told others that Chang'an was walking to the southern forest "carrying a beam" alone, and she knew it was going to be bad immediately, so she hurried over anxiously.
Hua Yi took two deep breaths. After getting along for many days, he already knew that this brother's brain was probably different from others. He couldn't understand it with common sense, so he took a deep breath and said earnestly and kindly: "It's not good here. Is it not good to stay here and live with us?"
Chang An thought for a while, then asked, "Stay here?"
Hua Yi sighed, and continued to speak earnestly: "Brother, I regard you as my dead brother, just like Suo Laimu and the others, as long as I don't die, I will not betray you - there are some things that you have lived in the mountains for a long time, and you don't quite understand them. People always have to live with people. Even though it is difficult to be a human being, even if there are many troubles one after another, if you always avoid the crowd and are no different from the wild beasts in the forest, how can you understand that being a human being is a problem? What does it taste like?"
Chang An still had that dispensable expression, but after hearing this, he thought for a moment, then nodded, and said, "En."
Hua Yi was going to have a long discussion with him, and he made up his mind to keep him, but he was confused by his "hmm", and he choked for a long time before finally Asked, "What does 'um' mean?"
Chang'an said, "Okay."
He said this word lightly, then walked around Hua Yi unhurriedly, and continued to drag his big knife into the forest. Hua Yi hurriedly called him: "Didn't you just say it? Why go again? Why go?"
Chang'an glanced at him, thinking that Hua Yi was too forgetful, did he hear what he just said had gone into the dog's stomach? But he thought so in his heart, but he said it again calmly: "I'm going hunting."
Hua Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and said, "You can't afford to eat and drink here. In the middle of the night, what kind of hunting do you want to hunt?"
Chang An seemed taken aback, and asked curiously, "Eating for nothing?"
Hua Yi: "..."
Tribal leaders and elders usually control most of the wealth. They have the power to control finances, manage the tribe, and allocate personnel. They don’t have to do other things by themselves. Naturally, there are slaves and low-level sub-beasts who have no craftsmanship to do farming and breeding. Class heavy work.
And hunting and training are more for improving the prestige in the tribe. How can the leader want to eat something, so he has to hunt it himself
Not only the leaders and elders, but also their wives, descendants, sons' Gongbuduo, guards, and even some confidantes do not work-this situation is natural when a large tribe develops to a certain extent. Those small tribes that came out of exile and established hastily in hiding are just like duckweed, and they don't even have this basic style.
Yes, they call this "style", and no one has ever said that it is called "free food".
It's not for free. What do most of them usually do? Hua Yi couldn't speak for a while.
He couldn't explain it, but naturally he wanted to deceive Dafa, so he said casually, "Of course not. People who don't work hard at ordinary times save their strength when they are critical."
As Hua Yi said, he grabbed Chang'an's shoulder and pulled him back forcibly, and continued: "For example, in wars, there are frequent wars in the north, and there may be ghost tribes who don't have eyes. When it comes to catastrophes, whether they are natural disasters or man-made disasters, you have to help me carry them..."
Chang'an asked, "When will the war and disaster come?"
Hua Yi's expression froze: "...can you look forward to it?"
"Oh." Chang An nodded to be taught, but how he thought about what was wrong with this matter, after a while, he couldn't help but said, "I hope, isn't it just that I can always eat for nothing?"
Hua Yi slapped him on the back of the head and forced his head down, almost causing Chang An's chin to point to his chest. He really didn't want to see that ignorant expression again.
One Chang'an, one Suo Laimu, one who doesn't understand bullshit, and one who doesn't understand what he shouldn't understand. It's almost impossible to cure them. They really should be neutralized. For the words of regret.
He said: "If you have doubts, you might as well ask Suo Laimu more. He claims to be the most intelligent person in the world. You'd better ask him stupidly, and it will be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."
Chang'an followed his advice and went to Suo Laimu.
During this period, all the big and small matters in the tribe were pressed together for a while. The transfer of power is no small matter. It was more than a month later when everything started to slowly get on the right track, and half of the leaves in the forest turned yellow.
As soon as Hua Yi was free, he thought of Chang'an, and planned to pay attention to what he was doing... In the end, he found Chang'an with Suo Laimu.
Hua Yi stared dumbfounded at Suo Laimu sitting on a fallen tree, crossing his legs, ordering Chang'an and a group of guards to carry stones for him, and piled the stones into a large grave, with A wobbly dog's tail grass was inserted.
Then Suo Laimu stood up, stretched his arms, made a gesture as if he wanted to embrace the sky, closed his eyes and said loudly: "The wind!"
A group of guards looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they had to follow Suo Laimu's instructions - they all blew on the dog's tail grass on the grave.
Suo Laimu waited for the strong wind to blow enough, and then ordered: "Lightning!"
This time there was no movement for a long time, Suo Laimu quickly opened his eyes, and glared at Chang An: "Why are you so stupid? Where is the lightning? Flash it for me!"
Chang'an vaguely felt that this was a stupid thing, but Suo Laimu swore that this was a reappearance of the scene of the great heavenly god falling into the sky back then, and that it could attract the appearance of a real god. Really like.
Chang An then pulled out a small dagger from his calf, raised his hand, and threw the small dagger out. With a flash of cold light, he cut off half of the coquettish dog's tail grass.
Suo Laimu closed his eyes again contentedly, and continued: "Thunder!"
A sullen man next to Hua Yi took out a copper basin as he said, and hit it directly with his huge fist, "Boom"—there was thunder, which made Hua Yi shiver in fright, and his ears were buzzing.
Solaimu jumped on the spot: "Heavy rain! Heavy rain!"
I saw a person sitting on the tree at some point, and after listening to the instructions, he immediately splashed the water from the wooden basin in his hand, with extraordinary momentum and accuracy, and splashed the group of people on the ground into drowned chickens.
Suo Laimu didn't care, wiped off the water on his face, threw himself forward, threw his body to the ground, and shouted, "God! God! God!"
Hua Yi pointed at him and asked the man knocking on the copper basin next to him, "Lu Quan, what's going on?"
There was still an unremoved bandage on Lu Quan's neckline, and he said sullenly, "Suolaimu wants to recruit God."
"Take a ghost!" Hua Yi walked over in two steps and kicked Sulaimu's ass who was kneeling on the ground and clamoring endlessly. , you come here too!"
Chang An stood on the spot, rubbed his nose, and sneezed wetly.
Hua Yi's anger turned him into a big boiler, and he was about to burst into gas from the top of his head.
Several tribes around seemed to have discussed it, and Qiqi sent a letter, wanting to come over to congratulate, and I don't know what to do with it. Hua Yi wanted to discuss this matter with his own people, but he actually witnessed it. How did my own people pour themselves into drowned rats one by one.
You bastard, you can bear it or you can't bear it!