Small farmers dominate the desert island

Thinking of castration, Lu Chuxue touched her thigh.

At that time, he thought that his younger brother could not be kept intact, but Luke was obviously tormenting his nerves, and the knife only cut a hole at the base of his thigh, but did not eunuch him.

"It's good to have spiritual consciousness, now you can scan a 100-meter radius for me to see if there is anything hiding in a secret place." Lu Ke said.

Lu Chuxue was overjoyed, only he knew about his spiritual consciousness, even if he said he didn't see it alone, Lu Ke had nothing to do with him.

Chapter 1779 Tribal Trading

"Ok, no problem."

Lu Chuxue quickly let go of her consciousness and swept around.

Originally, his spiritual consciousness could sweep within a few hundred meters, but now he can't take care of himself after being tortured by Luke. It can cover a radius of about seven or eighty meters.

Just after sweeping around, Lu Chuxue suddenly swept across Yidai Jumu, and then his expression changed, but immediately his expression became weird again.

Lu Chuxue was not stupid, he quickly swept across the giant tree, and then swept towards other places.

"Did you find anything just now?" Lu Ke asked.

"Oh, I didn't find anything. You think my consciousness is invincible! You can find the target with a single sweep, what a pig's brain."

"Ouch." As soon as Lu Chuxue finished speaking, Lu Ke kicked her in the ass again, almost blowing the Jubu area to pieces.

The two hesitated and walked elsewhere.

Qingya had been hiding in the giant tree just now, motionless, resisting the bite of an ant somewhere on her body.

Although Lu Ke is just an ordinary person, but since his strength is comparable to that of the late Fenyang period, his five senses will be more acute than ordinary people.

In front of such masters, as long as there is an easy movement, it is difficult to escape their ears.

Even the focus of the eyes will give them the ability to sense.

At this moment, she was finally able to climb out of the tree hole, and every few steps she climbed, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

So, she simply gritted her teeth, sat cross-legged in the tree hole, and practiced like this. As long as she recovers [-]% of her spiritual power, she can go out and kill that person named Lu Ke. By the way, ask Lu Chuxue , where did Chen Yuren go?

Chen Yu and Tuba were regarded as warriors in this small tribe. When they woke up this morning, the five or six natives took Tuba and Chen Yu to hunt in the small forest.

These people moved very slowly, but experienced, they looked like old drivers in the jungle.

Because Chen Yu used to live on the earth, he has a certain talent for sign language. Although he doesn't know the language of the people in this small tribe, he can do some simple basic gestures, so now he has learned how to use gestures. Talk to these people.

Since it is impossible to express the gesture communication of several people in words, I can only write that Chen Yu can talk to the indigenous people.

"Leader, are there any other tribes in your forest?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, and there are many, but the scale of the tribe is not as big as ours." The leading native said.

Chen Yu glanced at these people. There are so many tribes in this big place, and they are smaller than their tribe of more than 20 people. How small is it? Could it be that there are only two or three people? tribe.

Chen Yu didn't think so much, and continued chasing a sand chicken in the small woods. Since the oasis was small and lacked resources, the larger prey was sand chickens and the like. As for wild boars and monkeys, of course There are a lot of them, but they are much rarer than sand chickens.

That sand chicken was very cunning, and whenever it was about to be chased, it would burrow into the thorn bushes. Chen Yu and Tuba were just ordinary people now, so of course they couldn't burrow into the thorn bushes.

Although there are bows and arrows, these aborigines do not allow them to use them, because these aborigines already have a basic concept of food storage, and they want to capture them alive and raise them.

This sand chicken slowly led a group of eight people towards a certain place.

Passing a big tree, one of the natives suddenly said to Chen Yu: "Quick, shoot it dead."

Chen Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Didn't you say you wanted to catch people alive?"

"No, just shoot if you are told to shoot." The native danced anxiously in mid-air.

"Okay, Brother Tuba, this native told you to shoot that sand chicken." Chen Yu acted as Tuba's translator.

Tuba shook his head, bowed his bow and set the arrow, pointed the bow towards the sky, deliberately waited for the sand chicken to go a little farther before releasing the arrow, and showed off his identity as a sharpshooter in front of these few people.

The sand pheasant has now run 200 meters away, and it keeps spinning around in place with its two wings raised.

Tuba narrowed his eyes and let go of his right hand.

"Wait, don't shoot."

However, Touba had already shot.

The arrow crossed a perfect arc and hit the sand chicken accurately.

"Hey! You asked me to shoot, and now you don't let me shoot, what do you mean?" Tuba was also annoyed, and dissatisfied with Chen Yu.

"It's none of my business, I'm just translating his original words." Chen Yu pointed to the leader of the indigenous people.

"The sand chicken has entered the territory of other tribes." The indigenous leader spread his hands, showing his white teeth.

"Other people's territory?" Just as Chen Yu said a word, there was a cry of oooh oh in the distance.

Three barefoot men, covered in green paint all over their bodies, holding spears in their hands, raised the spears above their heads, and rushed towards Chen Yu and his party of eight.

Then, the two groups of people started a conversation at a distance of more than ten meters across the sand chicken's body.

The first to speak were the three barefoot men.

"When I was young, my father took me here to hunt. When my father was young, my grandfather also took my father to hunt in this forest. This is my son. After I die, he will also Bringing my grandson here to hunt."

"So, this forest belongs to us."

The barefoot man walked around for a long time, and finally returned to the topic, but Chen Yu can't blame them. This may be the traditional Shun in this oasis. The way of speaking is different from the cultural background, which makes their words more profound and impressive. .

Originally, it only needed a simple sentence, "This is Lao Tzu's territory, get out of here", but I insisted on expressing it in such a long paragraph, the purpose is to let Chen Yu and his party know that they are the masters of this place.

"I'm not trying to invade your territory. This sand chicken ran from my territory to your territory, but I can give it to you as a gift, but please pull the arrow from it and return it to us .” The natives on Chen Yu’s side also spoke up, speaking in a rather tactful manner.

Because they are all emerging tribes, each member is extremely important, they don't want conflicts, they just want to live well.

Because in the event of a conflict, although the number of people on their side can crush the three people on the opposite side, if they only have one loss here, the price will be heavy for their tribe of 20 people.

After hearing what the natives said, the three barefoot men on the opposite side put down their spears. One of them walked slowly to the side of the sandgrouse. Back off vigilantly.

Chapter 1780 The Great Tribe Appears

When he retreated to his side, one of them suddenly took a fish from his waist, stepped forward a few steps, and placed it beside the arrow.

The indigenous people on Chen Yu's side also walked over, carefully picked up the arrows and fish, and took a grouse from his waist, put it on the ground, and then retreated to Chen Yu's team Come.

Another person came over there and picked up the grouse.