"Cruff~"

The wind suddenly pulled the bow in his hand away, and the stone-sharpened arrow pointed at one of the most terrifying tall and strong men.

"Bowga!"

Some people exclaimed in the crowd, and many people retreated nervously.

The shadow of the famous tree. Although this is the first time that all of them have seen such a curved wooden stick, the results of the Ba tribe hunting wild wolf have been spread all over the venue.

Although the man who was aimed at changed color, he took a few steps back and aimed the spear in his hand at Feng, shouting and expressing anger.

"Swoosh~"

The wind grinned and let go of the bowstring. The arrow whistled past the man's ears. The sound of the dog hit a big tree behind a group of people. It was only ten meters together. The long arrow steadily penetrated into the trunk, and the tail feathers trembled violently.

The crowd then retreated, and some of them stood under the tree. After hesitating for a while, they reached out to pull the arrow. They tried a few times but couldn't pull it out. They couldn't help but exclaim.

So a large group of savages rushed forward, and they scrambled to pull the arrows with seven or eight pairs of big hands. Finally, they were pulled out by a tall guy, but the arrow was trapped in the trunk of the tree. Judging from the depth of the arrow shaft, it was at least one inch.

"quack!"

The crowd burst into a burst of exclamations again, and they turned to look at the bows and arrows in Feng and others' hands. The expression turned into fear. The tall and strong savage who pointed at Feng with a spear also shivered slightly at this time and slowly retreated.

Just now, the arrow passed by his ears, and the wind brought about was blowing sharply across his earlobes, which made his hairy hair stand up all over his body.

His long-term hunting career told him that if this arrow was shot on him just now, he would probably be dead.

"Move, die!"

Feng Mian was disdainful and snorted coldly and took back the wooden bow.

At this time, not only the savages gathered in front of the cave were all silent, but even the leading group of Wu tribes showed terrified expressions.

Although they could not understand what Feng said except Ga, the meaning of threat was clearly clear.

The air was tense and solidified. After half a minute, the tall and strong wild man who pulled out the arrow was overwhelmed and put it on the wind's hand with a very flattering expression.

"Bow and arrow, stumble!"

"Suga,Suga..."

The crowd of onlookers seemed to have come alive in an instant, and a burst of admiration suddenly sounded.

The wind took the arrow without an arrow and glanced slightly, curled his lips and threw it down on the ground, and pulled out another one from the quiver behind him and put it on the bowstring again.

So everyone's eyes fell on the quiver behind the wind and several hunters, and their faces became even more awesome while they were in a violent commotion.

Because the quiver is densely packed with arrows, it is more than the fingers of both hands and feet, and it is impossible to count them.

The wind established its authority with one arrow, shocking the whole audience.

At present, all the people at the entrance of the cave are the bravest hunters from various tribes who come to participate in the Witch Lord Conference.

And the cave in front of you is where the Wu tribe witch lives.

Although everyone in the primitive tribe is equal, the status of the Great Witch is different because she cannot be considered an ordinary human race, but has the power to communicate with God. Only tribes recognized by the Great Witch can join forces with the Ukrainian tribe and be invited to attend the Witch Lord Conference.

Only the bravest hunter of all alliance tribes can receive the blessings of the great witch and become the warriors respected by all tribes.

However, this respect is based on force.

There is no humility, no strategy, no disguise, only the most primitive and most savage collisions in this era.

For example, the tall and strong man who first provoked the Ba tribe.

He is the most powerful hunter of the Muya Tribe. He has received the blessing of the Great Witch and is respected by all tribes. However, today, he is obviously too provoked and is shocked and humiliated by the Ba tribe in person.

Although he was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to provoke it at this time. Looking at the bow and arrow that had been opened in Feng's hand again, his face was filled with uneasiness and fear.

This weapon is fast and powerful. Although he can tell that he may have the upper hand at close range, there are six archers on the other side. As long as he dares to take action, he will be shot into a hedgehog in an instant.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

A series of coughs came from the cave.

The crowd outside the cave slight commotion and then all dispersed.

I saw a white-haired, short and thin old woman slowly walked out of the cave with a piece of black animal skin that was mopping the floor with a crutch taller than a human. There were two young girls next to her, and three middle-aged and elderly women with colorful feathers on their heads were followed by.

"Wuga!"

Everyone beat their chests respectfully.

"witch!"

Mother Baze quickly came up excitedly, holding the old woman's hand and crying.

The old woman reached out and gently touched Mom Ba's head twice, and a kind smile appeared on her thin cheeks covered with wrinkles. The two of them said a few words, and then Mom Ba turned around and pointed at Xu Chen in the crowd.

"Chenga!"

Mother Ba waved her hand, and Xu Chen put down her backpack and walked over quickly.

The old woman stretched out her hands and touched Xu Chen from head to toe, then said a few words, but Xu Chen basically didn't understand.

First, although the language of the Wu tribe is similar to that of the Ba tribe, the accent is slightly different. In addition, the way of speaking in the Ba tribe has been very deviated recently. He has used many new words to communicate on weekdays. As he gets used to it, he has become more difficult to understand this purely indigenous ancient language.

There are many ethnic groups in China, and the language styles are ever-changing. There are different styles in three miles and different customs in ten miles.

As Xu Chen knows, in many places in southern China, even if they are only a few dozen miles apart, people in the two places will be surprised with their accents, let alone in this primitive and wilderness primitive era.

Moreover, it is the period when language begins to form systematically, and language is always developing and innovating. It has been decades since the Ba people were separated from the Wu people. The language styles are very different under isolation. Therefore, tribal communications mostly use simple language with rich body movements and expressions to understand the meaning of each other's words.

Seeing Xu Chen's confused look, Wu turned to look at his mother Ba in confusion.

Mother Ba could only say a few more words in the painting. He understood the words mixed with Tao Ga shoes. It should be Mother Ba recommending his invention to the witches of the mother clan.

After hearing this, the old woman's face became extremely serious and said a few words to the Wu people standing at the entrance of the cave. So, under the arrangement of the middle-aged woman with feathers on her head, everyone stepped out of the wall made of stones. In a blink of an eye, only a group of Ba people and a few middle-aged and elderly women with feathers on their heads were left.

These middle-aged and elderly women with feathers on their heads were the leaders of several tribes that came to attend the Witch Lord Conference this time.

Because of the large population, the Wu people are actually divided into several different large families to live together, each with different habitats and living areas. If they really can't live there or are excluded, they can only leave here and find new habitats elsewhere, and establish their own families.

This is the case with the Ba people.

Wu is very old, with dark skin and pleated faces, and shriveled cheeks, and can't tell how old he is, but he is obviously much older than Mother Ba. According to Xu Chen's speculation, he looks at least seventy years old.

In this primitive era, the experience and wisdom that this old man possessed was destined to become a god-like existence in the tribe.

She is not the leader of the Wu tribe, but she is the most respected elder in all tribes.

The cave is very big, but not too deep. It is also full of stone grass nests for sleeping everywhere, but those who can live with the witch must be the core members of the Uk tribe.

There is a huge fire pit surrounded by stones in it. Next to it is a stone slab with traces of knife and axe and chiseling, which is relatively flat.

On the stone slab were placed a few pottery brought back from the Ba people, as well as a few pairs of straw sandals and a roll of linen cloth.

One of the straw sandals has been dispersed, and it has been clearly unbuttoned and observed.

There were also two vine baskets and a lot of bark and hay on the ground, as well as a few twisted vines and straw ropes. It seemed that they were studying weaving baskets, rubbing ropes and even imitating straw sandals.

But it seems that none of them have succeeded yet.

The straw sandals are just a random twisted straw rope.

The bark rope is simply twisted together with two strands, loose and unshakable.
Chapter completed!