Chapter 76

But his mother didn't run away in that tribe, and she didn't run away when she arrived in the Yuanji tribe. She just lived with his father and gave birth to him until he was five or six years old because he wanted to give birth to a younger brother. He was a life-threatening ghost who killed his mother and himself before he was born.

His mother was like that, and so were many, many women and slaves in the tribe.

Why don't they get angry and resist like the little slaves? Why did they accept reality so easily?

Is it because they are not big enough, so they can only endure in order to survive?

qiáng, give. The weak can only accept. "Yuan Zhan seems to have figured out something. It took less than ten seconds for his eyes to go from bewildered to firm. I am not wrong, and the tribe's approach is not wrong. Only the most powerful people can kill wild animals and defeat them." The enemy, only the powerful can get everything, and the weak can only be forced to accept it."

my grandfather! Yan Mo thought that he had finally persuaded this man, but he never thought that this man would run his thoughts in an extreme direction.

Hold! Do the weak have no right to live? Not good at hunting and fighting is weak? Are you born of a woman? Without slaves, would you save so much trouble? The day when you become weak..."

If Yuan Zhan interrupts him directly, I will remember all the shame and become even more powerful again! "

Yan Mo's body was shivering from the cold, his teeth chattering and he said: So what do you mean, if I can't beat you, you still want to sleep with me? "

Yuan Zhan didn't answer, just turned around and walked forward without looking back.

Hello! Make it clear to me! If you still want me to be your tribal priest, I advise you to stop thinking that way about me, don't you just need a woman? See you on the road later, you just grab it and come back! "

So I can grab those women, but not you? Why? Because you are more useful than those women? Because you can threaten me? Because you are older than those women? "The young man turned his head to look at the young man mockingly, don't deny it, my lord priest, you are exactly like us."

Yan Mo felt heartbroken again. Although the other party is arrogant, but you can't refute it. How will he answer the youth? Are women supposed to be vassals of men? Why would a woman be a vassal of a man? Just because there is more natural fat than muscle? Are they born with physical problems doomed to be weak? And the weak can only accept the arrangement and coercion of the strong?

Back to the question, if some men are just as weak, why can't they live like women? Women can accept this kind of life, why can't men accept it?

Women can be very big..." Yan Mo said weakly, he didn't know he had gone off topic.

Yes, women can also be very powerful, and the patriarch of the Sun Worship Clan is a woman. "

Yan Mo slapped his head, so it was still a matter of strength and weakness. Whether it's a man or a woman, you only have the right to speak when you're older. If you want to not be oppressed and forced by others, and want to be respected and revered by others, then you must have some skills that can make others taboo, at least in some respects, so that others need you and cannot lose you. I dare not offend you.

So he was instead persuaded by a primitive man who advocated force?

A prairie fox lightly ran over in front of the two of them, and looked back at them not far away.

Yan Mo looked at the disappearing fox's tail and was very coveted.

Yuan Zhan suddenly became vigilant.

I am not weak. "Yan Mo trotted to catch up with the man and couldn't help but tune in. I'm just not good at hunting and fighting, but I think it's easy to kill you, do you want to try?"

I will not give you a chance. If I want to sleep with you later, I will tie you up. " Yuan Zhan replied, turning his head to look around.

"..." Yan Mo was delighted, did this guy think like this after seeing his golden needle?

Don't you forget, I also have Nine Winds and Cannibal Bees. "Someone wants to get back their place and face.

I know you can call those man-eating bees. "The young man turned his head and gave him a hand, and didn't let him step into the dirt hole in front of him. Every time I took you up a tree, those man-eating bees would drive me away but would not sting me. I knew those man-eating bees. It's your order, you don't want me to see what you're doing in that hive."

Hehe, so smart. "Someone doesn't smile, and he doesn't say thank you for being helped.

Man-eating bees are afraid of fire, so you annoyed me, so I set fire to that hive. "

I let them sting you first! "Someone doesn't realize at this point that their serious discussion has gradually started to develop into a childish quarrel.

I'll figure out a way to keep their spines out of my flesh. "The young man whispered vaguely.

What did you say? "

The young man paused, turned his head, and I said, I am very excited when I think that I will gān you under the eyes of the mountain god Jiufeng and the group of man-eating bees. "

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;...you pervert! "

What is perversion? "Young people can't guess.

Yan Mo sneered, saying that you are not normal, because your brain grows in your testicles, leaving only your cerebellum on your neck...Pfft! "

Yan Mo was suddenly pressed to the ground by the young man. Because the speed was too fast, he didn't even have time to protect himself, and his mouth almost came into close contact with the ground.

Yan Mo raised his head and was about to curse, but the young man turned his head and put his finger in front of his lips, without even making a shush sound.

Yan Mo woke up, only then did he feel that the air seemed a little wrong. The wind brought a stinky stench that belonged to wild animals that he had once smelled in the zoo, and there was also the news that the grass was being moved in the wind. There seemed to be some medium-sized animals walking through the grass.

Something flashed by in the grass far away, Yan Mo felt that he seemed to see something, but he was not sure.

The two of them lay on the ground quietly until the smell and shuttle sound completely disappeared.

Yuan Zhan held a wooden stick in his hand, propped up on one leg, watched six directions and listened to all directions, and stood up slowly with the cat on his waist.

Yan Mo raised his head and asked him with his eyes: Can you get up?

Yuan Zhan reached out and pulled him.

Yan Mo followed his hand and stood up, what is it? "

Yuan Zhan's expression was solemn, he was lángshòu, white-tailed láng, and there were at least twenty of them in the past. "

Twenty láng? Yan Mo took a breath and hurriedly asked: Where did they go? "

In the direction of the forest, white-tailed láng generally live on the edge of forests and grasslands, and this piece is likely to be their hunting ground. "

Yan Mo regretted it. He should try to bring a group of man-eating bees out. Then we should continue to move forward? "

certainly. What are you afraid of? However, there are only twenty lángshòu, and there are nine winds, so there will be no large predatory shòu in this grassland. "Yuan Zhan didn't know what to use as a reference, adjusted his direction, and continued to move towards the depths of the grassland with Yan Mo.

Do you know where the Awu tribe lives? "Yan Mo was curious when he saw the young man's confident appearance.

do not know. But where people live, there will be traces. We just need to find the traces and touch them. "

Yan Mo didn't know how to find such traces, so he could only silently follow behind the youth.

In fact, he also asked Jiufeng if he knew where the Awu people lived. Jiufeng only told him that it was in the grassland, next to a small lake. If you ask for the detailed reference, it can't tell, but it only says that it is the closest two-legged monster.

After that, the two did not speak any more, and walked through the grassland one after the other.

This trip also made Yan Mo realize once again that without an experienced hunter like Yuan Zhan and his natural sensitivity to the local environment, he might just be walking in the grasslands, and he could be hit by some invisible potholes and cracks. Pit to death.

On the way they almost stepped into a small swamp.

It may not be appropriate to say that a swamp is a swamp, and the correct statement may be a mud pond.

Fortunately, the long stick that Yuan Zhan proposed to bring played a huge role. When Yuan Zhan was exploring the way, the wooden stick was caught in a small half at once.

Yuan Zhan felt that something was wrong, and immediately pulled it out.

There are many similar muddy ponds in grasslands and woods. When walking, don’t put all your weight on your feet. You have to step on every step, and wait until the stick tells you that the land in front of you is safe, and then you settle down. "Yuanzhan taught the youth, not because he was his future priest, but every tribe's warrior had the responsibility to teach the minors of their own tribe, including their own slaves, one was to let them live in a cruel environment. The second is to not let the other party drag you down.

After the mud pond, Yuan Zhan discovered traces of human actions.

Yan Mo looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find the so-called traces, so he was ashamed to ask: "How do you see that the Awu people have appeared here?"

Yuan Zhan didn't laugh at him, he pointed to a piece of weeds in front of the left, did you see it? The weeds were cut off a lot. "

Being pointed out by the young man, Yan Mo also saw it.

Yuan Zhan walked over and touched the weeds. The weeds here are longer and tougher, making them suitable for straw ropes. "

Yan Mo glanced and found that there were a few grasses behind the weeds. He looked familiar. He was about to walk over to take a closer look, but Yuan Zhan had already continued to walk forward.

Helpless, Yan Mo had to keep up, he didn't dare to stay in the wilderness alone.

After that, Yuan Zhan discovered many signs of human activities one after another, and followed those traces to really touch the vicinity of the Awu people's residence.

It was a very small tribe, and depending on the number and size of tents, the population of this tribe would not exceed one hundred at most.

Perhaps for the convenience of living, the tribe built tents on the upper wind of a small lake.

The lake is not big, and the lake is full of weeds. The vitality of these weeds is also strong. Although they have dried up, they are still standing.

Yan Mo, who had risked his waist to hide in the grass with Yuan Zhan and secretly observed the Awu tribe, suddenly stood up excitedly when he saw the lake.