This Is My Primitive Tribe

On September 10th, the Teng tribe prepared the offerings, and Jiang Xuan spent another day opening a kiln to burn the pottery blanks of the three large pottery tripods into pottery.

Due to the accumulated experience and the fact that the pottery ding itself is relatively thick and not easy to crack, all three pottery dings were fired very successfully this time.

The surface of these pottery tripods is dark red, and the outer walls are engraved with totem patterns of the rattan tribe, as well as patterns of flowers, birds, insects, fish, and beasts.

Jiang Xuan carried the three new pottery dings to the center of the new altar, lined up in a row, representing the meaning of the Three Lives and Myriad Things.

In addition to the Tao Ding, the altar was surrounded by eight thick totem poles, and even those huge animal bones were placed neatly.

The altar of the Veng tribe finally had some mysterious and sacred feeling. Even the old witch often went there for a few laps and thought the arrangement was amazing.

On September 12, Jiang Xuan woke up early in the morning and found that the ground had turned white, but it was not snow, but frost.

Jiang Xuan returned to the bamboo house, held his bamboo calendar, and used a stone knife to engrave the two small characters "Frostfall" next to "September 12".

"The weather is getting colder and colder. It is estimated that it will snow soon. Everything is ready, and it is time to hold the sacrificial ceremony."

Delaying further, Jiang Xuan was worried that the divine vine would be affected by the arrival of winter, because it is a plant after all.

"The cold winter is coming, and the battles between the tribes should have ended. Now is a good time to recruit tourists!"

Jiang Xuan intends to start attracting tourists immediately. It is best for them to witness the process of sacrifice, especially the recovery of the vines, which can deter those tourists.

Before, Jiang Xuan recruited Gan Song and others by chance, and persuaded them to join the Vine tribe.

But that's too inefficient. It's not easy to find tourists in the vast forest.

Jiang Xuan thought of a simpler method, which is to light a huge bonfire in the wide open space in front of the Vine tribe, and add some twigs and wet grass to the bonfire.

In this way, the bonfire will produce billowing smoke straight into the sky, which can be seen from a long distance.

There is a high probability that the desperate tourists nearby will come to check after seeing these obvious man-made smog.

At that time, Jiang Xuan can easily recruit some tourists who want to join the tribe.

Moreover, over the past year, Jiang Xuan and others have explored a wide area near the Teng tribe, but they have not found any hostile tribes, so there is no need to worry that the thick smoke will attract the attention of the hostile tribes.

Because the Southern Wilderness is full of mountains and mountains, unless you stand on the top of the mountain, it is difficult to see too far.

Jiang Xuan told other people about this method, and everyone felt that there was no problem.

Jiang Xuan found a few people, picked up a large amount of firewood, and piled it in the center of the cultivated land where the grain had been harvested, forming a large pyre more than three meters high.

"Fire!"

Jiang Xuan held a burning torch in his hand and lit this huge bonfire.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling..."

The firewood was very dry, and after one place was lit, the fire expanded rapidly until the entire bonfire was roaring, and the heat wave was rolling in.

Next, Jiang Xuan covered the burning bonfire with a lot of twigs and some wet grass.

The billowing smoke soon came out, turning into a huge plume of smoke that shot straight into the sky.

"What a tall smoke!"

Gan Song looked up at the billowing smoke and exclaimed, and the others also exclaimed.

The bonfire will continue to burn for several days until Jiang Xuan recruits enough tourists for the Vine tribe.

Jiang Xuan stood beside the fire and said to the crowd, "Sister, Uncaria, Shiloh, and Nanxing, you go and remove the traps on both sides of the tribe temporarily, so as not to hurt the tourists who come here."

"Tomorrow at noon, when the sun is at its highest, no matter whether there are tourists or not, the sacrifice will be held on time."

Many tribal sacrificial ceremonies are held at night, because most of the animal totem gods like to forage at night, and they are more active at night than during the day.

But the vine tribe is different. Their totem **** is a vine, which is more active during the day when there is sunshine and is more suitable for sacrifice.

"Okay, let's go now."

Chi Shao and the others immediately set off to temporarily remove the traps around the tribe.

"Next, it's up to luck."

Standing beside the bonfire, Jiang Xuan looked up at the billowing smoke, felt the heat wave after wave, and prayed that enough tourists would be successfully recruited.

At this time, in a forest between the two mountains of the Teng tribe, hundreds of tourists were walking at a loss.

They are a group of people who have lost their tribe, and they come from many tribes. In order to survive in the dangerous virgin forest, they chose to form a group.

They have come a long way. Along the way, they have experienced all kinds of dangerous beasts and plant attacks. Some people join in, some die, and no one knows where the destination is.

Tourists like this die in the forest every year.

Or frozen to death, or starved to death, or eaten by wild animals, or used as fertilizer by strange plants.

They don't have the protection of tribes, they don't have the protection of powerful warriors, they don't have time to find enough food for the winter, and they can't find enough animal skins to keep out the cold.

In such a bad situation, it is too difficult to survive.

"Nepeta, do you think we can find the big tribe?"

Among the tourists, there was a tall tribal man named Nepeta. He was the only one-colored warrior among the tourists. If it wasn't for him, these tourists would die faster.

Because of his strong strength, Nepeta became the leader of this group, leading them to compete with Winter for time, trying to find a large tribe to take them in.

Jing Ji didn't look back, he said firmly: "I believe we will definitely find the big tribe!"

However, whether it is possible to find a big tribe to take it in, Nepeta has no idea at all.

He only knew that if he gave up hope, then this group of people would really have no hope.

"Yes, we will definitely find it."

"That's right, then we won't have to starve."

"Maybe we can cover with thick animal skins in winter."

…

Several younger tourists started to discuss, and the more they discussed, the more excited they became, as if a beautiful day was just around the corner.

However, those older tourists are very pessimistic or numb in their eyes, because they have experienced too many disappointments, and they have long stopped holding such naive thoughts.

Their only hope is to live, even if they live one more day.

This is the instinct of survival.

"Shashasha..."

In the bushes next to it, a gigantic tiger suddenly burst out, biting a tourist at the edge of the team.

"what…"

The tourist let out a scream, and was dragged away by the giant tooth tiger, leaving only a line of blood on the ground.

"It's a giant tooth tiger!"

Those tourists made a mess one after another. They screamed in horror, and tried their best to squeeze in the middle, for fear that other beasts would come out around.

"Don't be chaotic, the more chaotic you are, the faster you will die. Do you want to die?"

At a critical moment, Nepeta stood up and roared loudly.

But the tourists were too frightened, and it took Nepeta for a while, roaring and kicking, to stop these panicked tourists from running and crowding.

"Go ahead and pay attention to the movement around you."

Nepeta held a stone axe in his hand and continued to walk in front. Such scenes have occurred many times along the way. Although he was angry, he was powerless.

Be sure to find a tribe that can accommodate tourists!

Nepeta gritted his teeth secretly, he could only rely on this belief to support himself to move on, otherwise he was afraid that he would collapse like those tourists.

While walking, two more tourists were dragged away by the beasts, and another tourist had a mental breakdown and escaped from the team, and there is a high probability that he would also die in the jungle.

Nepeta's heart kept sinking, but he could only grit his teeth and insist, he had no choice.

They walked to a high point in a mountain col. Nepeta climbed on a boulder to check the surrounding situation. Suddenly, he saw a thick smoke in the distance.

This thick smoke rose almost straight into the sky, and it was isolated, unlike the thick smoke caused by wildfires.

"Bonfire, big bonfire!"

Nepeta was so excited that he almost jumped up. As a tribesman, he was very familiar with the smoke from bonfires.

If it was a small bonfire, it would never be able to produce such a thick, large plume of smoke. Only the big bonfire lit when the tribe held a grand event would have this effect!

"There must be a tribe ahead, big tribe!"

"Go ahead and rush to that big tribe, maybe we will be taken in!"

Nepeta climbed down from the boulder and shouted excitedly to the tourists.

"Is there really a big tribe?"

"Great!"

"We can all survive!"

…

Some of the tourists cheered, and then followed Nepeta to move forward.

There are also some tourists who are more numb, because they have been excited many times, but they are hit by reality again and again, and now they no longer dare to believe in miracles.

With all kinds of thoughts, the tourist team moved fast in the direction of the thick smoke, and in the process, some people lost their lives.