Great Sage

After thinking for a while, Lu Feng finally understood what the old man meant.

What he said should be asking himself, is it someone sent by the Shang Dynasty to make this tribe submit to them.

It's just that he didn't know the specific name of the Shang Dynasty, but said that he became the king of Shang Luo.

Lu Feng took a look at the old man.

This old man is obviously a human being. It seems that the older he lives, the more he can understand.

Although, in terms of age, Lu Feng is much older than him.

The people of the whole tribe combined, probably not a fraction of Lu Feng's age.

But, thinking about it carefully, Lu Feng spent most of his time in retreat, and he didn't really communicate with people much.

Facing the old man Lu Feng at this moment, he actually felt a sense of tension.

What if he drives me away?
These are surrounded by primitive jungles, and even if it is not a primitive jungle, it is difficult for him to survive in this mountain.

Man vs. Wild?

At least you have to start the game with a knife and a dog, how can this unarmed man survive?

Because of his poor strength, he had fear.

However, the old man obviously had no intention of driving it away.

Lu Feng made up an identity, saying that he was dropped into the sky by an eagle, and then he fell down. Fortunately, he didn't fall to his death, so he came to this place.

This excuse is still somewhat possible in this prehistoric age.

After all, some monsters can do things that humans can't imagine.

The old man pondered for a moment, nodded, believed it, and motioned for Dahu and Erhu next to him to take him away.

There are a few empty houses at the edge of the mountain tribe, that is, a few thatched huts.

Dahu and Erhu brought Lu Feng here.

"You should stay here first, the patriarch has ordered, you can go to us if you have any questions, and someone will bring you food later."

This big tiger and two tigers are not ordinary people either.

They are herb pickers in the tribe, and they can be regarded as relatively noble. After all, herbal medicine can save lives, so their status is naturally relatively high.

And not everyone can go to collect herbs. If you want to go to collect herbs, you must at least learn to survive in the wilderness and know those herbs.

The most important thing is that it is very dangerous to go to the primitive jungles ahead, and you may encounter fierce beasts at any time.

It can be said that in the entire Dashan tribe, except for the patriarch and a few elders, the status of the two tigers is ranked third.

Lu Feng thanked them, and then entered the thatched cottage.

The things inside are very simple, there is only an earth kang built with mud, and a crude table made of wood.

Besides, there wasn't even a chair.

For Lu Feng in the past, it didn't matter whether he had a bed or not, as long as there was a place to spread a futon, he could sit cross-legged and rest.

But not now, without the previous mana and Taoism, the state of an ordinary person requires sufficient sleep.

There is not even a bedding on this kang, so it is difficult to lie directly on it to sleep.

The good thing is that the weather here is not cold, and I don't feel the slightest chill in wearing thin clothes.

Lu Feng lay on the bed with his clothes on.

The long-lost feeling of fatigue.

In the afternoon, being led by Du Hu and Er Hu ran wildly all the way, avoiding the attack of the black panther, which had already exhausted a lot of energy.

Being frightened by the black panther took a lot of energy.

Afterwards, he followed Dahu and Erhu all the way from the edge of the primeval forest to the Dashan tribe. The tired Lu Feng's feet ached.

He lay here and rested quietly for a while.

After about a quarter of an hour, the sky became completely dark, and several fires lit up in the tribe.

What Dahu and Erhu said was that someone would deliver the rice to Feng's house, but instead of the rice, a young man came.

"Brother, today is the dance festival, let's go out and dance together!"

This is a strong young man dressed in dark brown animal skin.

Standing at the door of Lu Feng's thatched cottage, he raised the corner of his mouth to invite Lu Feng.

"Dancing Festival?"

Hearing this strange festival, Lu Feng was taken aback.

The young man pointed to the fire outside.

"This is a unique festival in our tribe. I think you outsiders have never heard of it. Let's experience it together."

Lu Feng waved his hand to refuse, he was really tired.

Moreover, he also wanted to quickly comprehend his own skills and see if he could improve his strength.

Dance festival or something, that's all!
Seeing that he wanted to refuse, the young man immediately got into the house.

"Come and see brother, this is a special invitation from our patriarch. This festival, but there will be girls who will pick you!"