The two continued to move forward, meeting many warriors or ordinary people from the Red Ant tribe along the way, but no one came to question them.
Soon, they reached the center of the red ant tribe's residential area and saw a tall and majestic building that was completely different from other houses.
After Qie Ye came here, his eyes became proud and his chin was raised higher.
"Did you see the house as big as a mountain in front of you? It was built with the shell of a large tribal totem god. The shamans and leaders of our red ant tribe live in it."
Jiang Xuan looked towards the building and saw a turtle shell as huge as a mountain standing there quietly.
The surface of the turtle shell has been covered with moss and vines, but it is still as hard as iron without any cracks.
Under the turtle shell, the red ant tribe built a large number of ant nest-like houses inside. The huge turtle shells sheltered them from wind and rain. These houses were very safe.
Jiang Xuan understood that this turtle shell should be the remains of the deceased old turtle god that the Mountain Turtle Tribe had been thinking about for countless years.
The turtle shell of the old turtle god was actually built into a house by the red ant tribe, and was displayed as an honor by the red ant tribe members.
If the Mountain Turtle Tribe knew all this, I'm afraid they would be so depressed that they would want to vomit blood.
"Come on, I'll take you in and have a look."
Qie Ye was obviously very familiar with this place. He led Jiang Xuan to the house made of giant turtle shells with ease.
The guards in this place are obviously much tighter than outside, and there are soldiers guarding the entrance.
But when these soldiers saw Qie Ye leading Jiang Xuan in, they just looked at Jiang Xuan a few times but did not stop him.
This made Jiang Xuan even more curious, what is the identity of Qie Ye? He could enjoy so many privileges.
Qie Ye didn't care about this and took Jiang Xuan straight into the house inside the big turtle shell.
The houses of the red ant tribe are almost completely imitations of ant nests, except for the addition of wood for support and fixation.
Through the winding corridors, you can see rooms one after another. Some of these rooms are large and some are small. There is a curved corner at the entrance of the room. After entering, you can see the furnishings inside the room.
The advantage of building it this way is that the room has greater privacy. As long as others don't walk into the room, they won't know what is going on inside.
Some rooms are even equipped with fence-like wooden doors so that others cannot enter or exit at will.
Jiang Xuan followed Qie Ye, looking at these strange buildings as he walked, and occasionally looking up at the huge turtle shell on the roof.
Not long after, Qie Ye took him to a room inside.
"Come in, this is where I live."
Qie Ye opened the fence-like wooden door and walked in first.
After Jiang Xuan also entered, Qie Ye closed the wooden door again.
After Jiang Xuan entered, he looked around.
The furnishings of Qie Ye's room were relatively simple, with only a low bed, some weapons and decorations hanging on the walls, and food piled in the corner of the room.
Jiang Xuan also noticed that there was no fire pit in this room, so he asked about it.
"Qie Ye, why is there no fire pit here?"
"The Ant God doesn't like fire, so there are no fire pits in the rooms of our ant tribe."
Jiang Xuan asked curiously: "How to eat animal meat? Eat it raw?"
"Of course not. There is a special place for roasting and cooking meat in the open space outside. Once it is cooked, it can be distributed to the tribesmen."
"So that's it."
Jiang Xuan suddenly felt a little lucky, because Shen Teng didn't like fire either, but the people of the Teng tribe could light fires at will in the house or yard.
If you are like the red ant tribe, you have to find a special place to even make a fire, which is quite troublesome.
Qie Ye took out a round ball from the animal skin bag in the corner, placed it in front of Jiang Xuan, and said: "This is the round ball at the root of the big mushroom. We call it a cone."
Qie Ye took out a stone knife and cut the cones open like a watermelon, revealing the thick pulp inside.
The flesh of this fruit is milky white, and there is a sweet smell after cutting it.
"Taste it."
Qie Ye handed a piece of cone to Jiang Xuan and picked up a piece himself to eat.
Jiang Xuan was not polite and just picked it up and started chewing it.
After taking a few bites, Jiang Xuan discovered that the taste of this thing was a bit like cantaloupe, with a heavier sweetness and a special smell.
Of course, the smell is within acceptable limits.
The two of them finished the entire cone in no time. Jiang Xuan still felt a little unfinished, but it was too late for Qie Ye to take out the second cone.
Because at this moment, a middle-aged man walked in from outside with a dark face.
"Cut leaves!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and roared like an angry red ant, baring his teeth and claws!
Qie Ye's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and stared at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Xuan, then at the remaining cone residue, and suddenly he became even more angry.
"Qie Ye, how can you bring outsiders here casually? Do you want to piss me off to death?"
As he said that, the middle-aged man raised his palm.
The middle-aged man's words and his actions seemed to sting the sore spot of Qie Ye, and the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was instantly stricken.
Qie Ye strode up to the middle-aged man, stretched his face in front of him, gritted his teeth and said: "You beat me, I will send it to you to beat you. Anyway, I have beaten you so many times before, this time is not bad!"
"You...you..."
The middle-aged man was so angry that his palms were trembling, but he didn't hit him.
"What, you can't do it anymore? Let me help you!"
"Crack!"
Qie Ye suddenly slapped himself, the slap was very hard, and a red mark immediately appeared on his face.
The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect Qie Ye to hit himself. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.
"Crack!"
Kiriye stared at him and slapped himself again with a sarcastic face, causing the other half of his face to become swollen.
When Qie Ye was about to slap him for the third time, the middle-aged man roared: "That's enough!"
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Qie Ye stretched out his face again, his eyes were very cold.
The middle-aged man looked at Qie Ye and then glanced at Jiang Xuan. He felt that he was holding back a fire in his heart but could not release it. Finally, he waved his hand and turned away with a dark face.
During this process, Jiang Xuan, as an outsider, could only remain silent.
He found that the animal skin clothing worn by the middle-aged man and the accessories around his neck were much better than cutting leaves. Even the short knife hanging on his waist was polished with high-quality stone and even had some carvings on it.
pattern.
The most important thing is that he saw seven warrior patterns on the middle-aged man's face, which showed that he was a very powerful seven-color warrior!
Based on this information, Jiang Xuan has roughly guessed the identity of this middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man left, Qieye turned around, his face was clearly swollen, but he still looked relaxed and said: "Don't worry about him, he doesn't dare to do anything to me."
Jiang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"
Qie Ye replied casually: "He is my father, the leader of the red ant tribe."
"Then how did you...do it like this?"
Qieye laughed at himself and said, "Because I don't follow the rules. In his eyes, I am a shame and will only cause trouble."
Jiang Xuan asked again: "Does your red ant tribe have many rules?"
"So many, so many that it's suffocating."
Qie Ye said: "You must eat on time. Before that time, no matter whether you are hungry or not, you cannot eat."
"Go to bed on time and get up on time. No one cares whether you want to sleep or not."
"You should walk in an orderly queue. If you accidentally go astray, someone will immediately blame you, even within the tribe."
To be continued...