I am a primitive

They are the people of the semi-agricultural tribe, they are the people who have pasted the walls with mud and planted fruits with branches, bones, stones and so on.

They understand how hard it is.

It is precisely because I understand that when I see these completely unimaginable things at this time, I am so shocked.

This……

How do they do this?

What kind of tribe is this!

These people from the semi-agricultural tribes were crying helplessly in their hearts.

How could such a tribe exist in this world!

Although until now, they didn't know what the name of this tribe was, but at this moment the voice of the strangely pronounced 'Blue Sparrow Tribe' sounded in their hearts.

They don't need to look at anything, and they don't need to say anything, they know that this is what those captured by them call the 'Qingque Tribe', and it is also their wise priestess who let them explore with that damned captive The 'Blue Sparrow Tribe'.

The shock from the Qingque tribe didn't stop here. When they were dizzy, they were pushed into the tall wall by the people of the Qingque tribe. After looking at the many and tall houses, they thought They, who would never be shocked again, were once again shocked from ear to ear.

This is the tribe that the wise priestess wants to find?This is the Qingque tribe that they were eager to snatch the exquisite pottery?

Before reaching the Qingque Tribe, these guys with bruised noses and swollen faces were still a little bit dissatisfied with being caught by the senior brother, thinking that they were too careless.

If they are not so careless, these people may not be able to catch themselves last.

When I wait for someone to go back and tell the wise priestess what happened here, under the leadership of a strong leader, they will definitely be able to defeat these guys.

But after arriving in the Qingque tribe, their thoughts became smaller and smaller, and their hearts became more and more empty.

Wise priestesses should not have sent them here to find the sheep and the secrets of the 'Blue Sparrow Tribe'.

This was the voice of these people, and it was also the first time they had some doubts about the wisdom of the female priest.

Han Cheng and others didn't care what the captives of the semi-agricultural tribe thought. At this time, they were very happy because of the arrival of the sheep tribe and a few donkeys.

The creases on Wu Xiao's face could kill a fly, and his eyes were gone.

These minors from the Yang tribe hugged each other, reluctant to let go.

Then I took out several cans of boiled peaches from May and June this year, opened them, and put them in bowls for the minors in the Yang tribe to eat.

These minors were eating, and he was watching with a smile on the side, stretching out his rough hands from time to time, rubbing the melon seeds on the heads of some children, looking kindly, looking at those people in the sheep tribe who were still a little nervous , Gradually they all let go of their hearts, and feel sincerely at ease and warm...

The sheep from the sheep tribe all entered the Qingque tribe's sheepfold at this time.

The sheepfolds, which were originally empty, were filled to the brim at this time, and they couldn't even fit after they were filled.

As a last resort, they could only keep some of the remaining sheep in the deer shed.

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In the Qingque tribe, the donkey that was shot with an arrow in the ass was now thrown to the ground, and its limbs were held down to prevent it from moving.

Liang, who aspired to become Shennong, now worked part-time as a veterinarian, washing the donkey's wounds with willow water.

This is something handed down by Han Cheng.

Although donkey meat is delicious, there are still too few donkeys in the tribe, and it is far from the time to eat them.

Compared with being eaten, these donkeys should be played a more important role, so this injured donkey was treated like this.

These donkeys were also imprisoned in the deer pen. Now their number is too small, and they are newcomers to the tribe. It is not yet time to open a separate pen for them.

However, the treatment these donkeys received was extremely high.

Not only did they drink salt water, but they also ate high-nutrition feed such as bean curd residue.

Han Cheng and other people in the tribe came to the deer circle to take a look from time to time.

This kind of behavior is nothing in the eyes of people, but it is nothing in the eyes of Uncle Lu.

This kind of treatment has always been unique to him, but today he was robbed of his demeanor by these newcomers from other places. How can he, who has always been arrogant, endure it?

So, when there were no two-legged beasts in the deer enclosure, only four-legged beasts like them remained, Uncle Deer started to look for trouble with his slender legs.

"Aww~Aww~"

For Uncle Lu, who is much bigger than ordinary deer, these timid donkeys are very vigilant.

As soon as they approached, a donkey began to bark with its mouth open, and the sound was louder than Uncle Lu's.

Uncle Lu, who was just about to make trouble, was scared and ran for several steps. He stood a certain distance from these donkeys, looking at these things he had never seen before with vigilance.

After waiting like this for a while, seeing the donkeys calmed down, Uncle Lu continued to tentatively approach that side.

Before it came to the side, the donkeys barked loudly again. With the previous experience, Uncle Lu was not frightened this time. He paused for a while, and then continued to approach the donkeys.

"call!"

A donkey's hind leg kicked back suddenly, and a standard donkey kick came.

It didn't hit Uncle Lu's body this time, but it gave Uncle Lu a jump.

It ran away with its hooves, and for a while did not dare to approach these donkeys again.

The donkeys were very happy to see that the guy with many dead branches growing on his head was scared away by them, because they defeated him.

But they obviously underestimated the shamelessness of Uncle Lu, a guy who was about to become a master, and they continued to approach here after a while...

After half a day passed, by the side of the donkey that was "choking~choking~" barking and kicking its hooves, Uncle Lu, who tested the donkey's falsehood, stood there with an arrogant face, a look of contempt, and from time to time Snorting at them, as arrogant as you want, attracts adoring eyes from the young doe.

Such an interesting scene was seen outside by Shi Shi who was about to come in to milk the deer, and he recorded it with a brush dipped in ink at night.

Hundreds of years later, with the continuous development of the Qingque tribe, many things recorded by the tribe at the beginning have become classics.

The story of Nong's Donkey has also spread and is widely known. Gradually, Nong's Donkey was summarized and evolved into Nong's Donkey Skilled Poor.

Poor farm donkey technology has also become a derogatory term...

In an empty pigsty of the Qingque Tribe, four people from the Bannong tribe who were arrested are now being held here.

At this time, they have recovered from the initial shock.

When they came back to their senses, they began to think about the fate of themselves and the tribe.