I am a primitive

This made the hopeful people feel extremely heavy again.

Liang is not very talkative in the tribe on weekdays, nor does he like to communicate with others.

The things he deals with the most all day are all kinds of medicines.

Or you can call these 'medicines' strange-shaped things.

Because there are many things in it, he doesn't know what effect it has, what kind of disease it can work on.

However, his status in the hearts of everyone in the tribe is very, very high.

All the people in the tribe saw his efforts to cure many sick people in the tribe and to cure all the sick people.

People are not just plants, nor are they fools.

Many times people don't talk very much, but it doesn't mean they don't know or don't know what's going on around them.

It doesn't mean that you don't have any thoughts in your heart, and you don't have your own views on what happened.

People in the tribe have great admiration for these things that Liang has done, and even more respect for Liang who has done these things.

Such a person, no matter what age he is placed in, can be extraordinarily respected.

There used to be some ignorant children who thought Liang was very strange and frightening.

Therefore, someone said bad things about him in the world, and the worst time was when someone took small stones and threw them far away.

Liang didn't say anything, just turned his head to show these children a kind smile, and then continued to work on his own affairs.

But just because Liang doesn't care about such things doesn't mean that others don't care about such things either.

What these minors did fell into the eyes of the two tribal adults, and then...

Then these minors became extremely miserable.

Not only did they experience mixed doubles, even the witches in the tribe, who always liked minors, took three sticks at the ass of these guys with their shiny sticks.

With these three sticks, Wu did not stop at all, and used a lot of strength.

These little guys, let alone how miserable they were crying.

After experiencing this tragedy, the minors in the tribe suddenly became honest, and no one dared to be so mischievous and disrespectful to Liang!

"Go to Wu, Wu and Shishi are praying to the gods with Liang..."

Someone spoke up and brought the latest news.

After hearing such news, the eyes of these people in the tribe couldn't help but light up. They really didn't think of the gods before.

After being told by this person, many people started to walk towards the room where Han Cheng and Wu lived.

They did not come into the room, but stood quietly outside the room, surrounded there.

No one spoke, and everyone stood here, silently looking at the contemporary witch and the next generation of witches in the tribe, wearing a feather crown and holding a bone staff, dancing there incessantly.

Gradually, the eyes of the people gathered here slowly closed.

Although the people are not witches in the tribe, and they don't understand how they pray to the gods, they can pray to the gods in their own way.

Their so-called prayer is to silently bless Liang in their hearts, hoping that the gods can make Liang better.

They are not willing to let Liang die, such a good and admirable person, they are not willing to let him leave!

Time passed little by little, and the prayer to the gods in the tribe finally came to an end.

Wu's whole body was soaked in sweat, and every time he stood on the ground, there were two footprints.

He was exhausted enough, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. If it wasn't for the stone supporting him here, Wu would definitely be sitting on the ground.

After resting here for a while, Shi Shi helped Wu, who also took off her feather crown and put down her bone staff, walked towards the inner room to let Wu rest.

After placing the witch, Shi Shi asked Wu to rest well, and then walked out of the room.

After walking out of the room, Stone went to the room where Ryo lived.

Liang was still the same as before, still lying there quietly, as if he was asleep, and he didn't see the slightest improvement.

Stone stayed here quietly for a while, then walked out without saying a word.

"Ah~"

Walking to the stone outside, he sighed leisurely when he came to a place where there was no one.

Liang's situation is really not optimistic, there is no movement at all.

This state is quieter than deep sleep, and it is more worrying than big movements such as vomiting and diarrhea.

There was really nothing Shi Shi could do. The people in the tribe and him had already done the hard work that should be done, but Liang still didn't get better at all, and he still looked the same as before.

After standing here alone and sad for a while, Shi Shi's eyes suddenly lit up, and a thing he had forgotten before suddenly appeared in his heart.

After this thing floated up in his heart, Stone suddenly became excited.

He quickly left here and ran towards the carpenter's room not too far away.

In the thatched shed built next to the carpenter's room, besides wood and other things, there are also a lot of bamboo.

This is mainly due to the fact that the first carpenter in the tribe is lame, a person who combines weaving and carpentry at the same time.

With his precedent and influence, the later carpenters in the tribe basically know these two kinds of crafts.

However, there are some differences. For example, those who are better at weaving will put more efforts in weaving.

Those who are good at carpentry will do more carpentry in the days to come.

There are not many people like lame who are very proficient in both aspects.

The target of the stone at this time is these stacked bamboos.

After pulling out a bamboo from it, he took out the Mi knife and began to deal with these bamboos.

Stone can be regarded as half a bamboo craftsman.

He is very talented in breaking bamboo into strips with a shovel.

He held the saber in his hand, and processed it quickly for a while, and some thin bamboo strips appeared here.

After dealing with it for a short while, the stone stopped what he was doing, and quickly moved towards another place.