Originally, Shao Xuan planned to take a trip with Yan Shuo and others to bring the tourists who were with Yan Shuo. The original planned route did not pass there. There were too many forks in the middle of the river, and the tribe's fleet passed by another waterway.

But before leaving, the witch stopped everyone who was about to leave.

The witch means to let the fleet go to the place where Yan Shuo once lived. Shao Xuan told him that there are many tourists and slaves there who have had a hard time.

"Let them all go over and take a look."

This is what Wu said at that time.

Let the Yanjiao tribe people who have been isolated from the outside look at the tourists living in the cracks, see the two kinds of tourists and slaves who lived in the lives of others after the tribe was destroyed.

Wu is going to teach everyone in the Yanjiao tribe a lesson first.

Since crossing the river, Wu's sense of existence has become much lower. In the past, when he was in a tribe, many things were decided only after the leader discussed with Wu, but after coming here, Wu rarely intervened, and more often it was Ao who commanded in front.

Now Wu rarely expresses his opinion again, so naturally no one objected.

The fleet took a long journey, and from the originally planned route, the long journey teams that came to the Pu tribe often walked around the waterway.

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The fork in the river shape with the "y" shape, and on the land next to it, slaves were called up to work early in the morning.

There are many bamboo rafts of all sizes on the river surface. When they are there, tourists dare not rob them because they will be besieged. Some supervisors holding whips on the shore stare at the river surface to prevent anyone from being lazy and to guard against tourists.

These supervisors are only slightly better than the bottom-level slaves, and are less than the level of slaves, but at least they have more power given by slave owners. They are stronger than other people who have not awakened the power of totem, and staying here is also a deterrent to those tourists who are ready to move.

All those who can climb from the bottom to the level of supervision are cruel people, and you can tell by looking at the ruthlessness in their eyes.

A little far away from the slaves, some tourists also began to move.

A few tourists who had better clothes than others were yawning. They walked slowly to the river, drank some water, washed their faces directly with the river water, and woke up.

He looked at the slaves who had started work, and the person who led the lead spitted on the other side.

"Boss, recently, some travelers are about to start moving again, right?" someone asked.

"With more travelers, we can also get some work from the slaves' hands." Another person said.

The leading man stood up and wiped his face, "Stay tight. Don't be snatched!"

Nowadays, the only people who can fight against them in this tourist area are the people Yan Shuo brought up. The two sides have never killed each other directly, but they are both guarding against each other.

"Didn't you hear that they will leave in the future? Go to Yanshuo's tribe." Someone said.

"Leave? Swish!" A bearded man next to him sneered and sarcastically said to what he said just now. "They can only talk about it here. If they really leave here, how long can they live? Perhaps they were gnawed by wild beasts in less than two days and killed by people from other tribes."

"Not bad." The person who led the lead nodded in agreement, "Not to mention whether they have the ability to leave, even if they can leave, what is Yan Shuo's tribe like? Who knows? Tourists live under tribe control. It's even more difficult. People from tribes will kill anyone who doesn't like them, especially those small tribes that lack food. They may even treat tourists as food. We have seen them before. If you want to go, go to the big tribe and the middle ones."

"What does the large tribe in the middle look like?" a younger one asked.

The man who led the lead suddenly became proud. He raised his chin and signaled the people next to him to get out of the way. He went over and sat on the high stone, and then told some scenes he had seen when he was drifting outside.

In fact, there are many scenes he no longer remembers. They are too vague, but it doesn't matter. He just needs to fool these few people under him.

"... Especially the Changzhou Tribe, that is the real water powerhouse. The boat is much taller than our house. It is not like the ones used by those slaves. It is just a few simple rafts and leaks! The surrounding tribes are not very good."

As he was talking, the leader suddenly realized that after he had been talking for so long, the others had no reaction at all! Not only that, they also looked at other places one by one. Are they watching the slaves who were fishing on the water using nets?

"What are you looking at?!" the leader said dissatisfied.

"No, boss, there is a boat over there." A man pointed tremblingly.

"How many times have I said that those slaves cannot count as ships!" The leader even more dissatisfied.

"Really, boss, that's the same as you said, those taller than our house." Another person also said.

"Yeah!" The others nodded vigorously.

Bigger than our house?

The man sitting cross-legged on the stone on the shore turned to look at the direction the others pointed.

This time, he was so shocked that he almost sprained his waist.

On the river in the distance, ships came toward this side, each ship was taller than the house they lived in, especially the three largest ones, which reminded the leader of the leader of the vague memory of the situation when he encountered the Changzhou tribe fleet.

"Changzhou Tribe?" the leader exclaimed.

"No, no, the Changzhou Tribe is not that totem, it looks like..." A slightly thin man next to the leader pulled his long beard that he had not cut for a long time. "The pattern on the boat looks familiar, and it seems that he had seen it somewhere."

"I really want to see it." Someone echoed, "It's still in the tourist area."

"Tourist area? Impossible!"

"Look, here we are here! Will they stop here? If we stop, we will definitely get something wrong, right?"

As soon as they saw this formation, they knew it was not easy to mess with. They had no bad intentions such as killing people and snatching objects, so they stared at the fleet that was getting closer and closer.

On the river surface, the slaves were already screaming and leaning against the river bank. If they were still on the river, they would block the way. They didn't even dare to offend the travelers who were riding on the rafts and bamboo rafts, let alone such a fleet?

There is no need for regulators to whip them, and they all fear that they will get into trouble if they fall behind.

The fleet appeared, which was naturally a major event and must be reported. The supervisor had already shouted and told the people above the river about the matter. The slave owner was not there, but he also left the in charge of the affairs here to enslave him.

Many people who still stayed in the tourist area and did not go out also approached the river bank to see the fleet that suddenly appeared. Many of them, who have lived until now, have never left here or seen such a large ship, naturally feel very strange.

The fleet gradually landed, and the waves washed away the mud and sand on the river bank.

The slaves were already waiting there, the supervisor holding the whip had changed his face, put away all his cruelty, and looked flattering. If things were done well, they would be rewarded.

After the ship docked, it did not put down the ladder. Some soldiers jumped off the boat one after another, and Yan Shuo was the one who led it.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar place, Yan Shuo felt deeply moved.

A supervisor hung his whip behind him and trotted forward, intending to say something, but after seeing Yan Shuo's appearance, all the words were stuck in his throat. He knew Yan Shuo. When Yan Shuo's family left with him, he was standing by the river bank.

Yan Shuo glanced around his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the tourists who were as stiff as stone statues not far away for a while before looking towards the tourist area.

"Is this where you lived before?" The soldier who jumped down asked Yan Shuo.

"Yes, it's here. There's a lot of changes."

While speaking, Yan Shuo took them to find the friends who stayed here.

Shao Xuan did not go down. He stood on the boat and looked at the stone houses nearly ten meters high in the distance. When he left, there was no such thing. It was obviously something built by the slaves in the past two years and belonged to the slave owner.

If you only live for travelers, you only need some simple wooden houses, and the place for slaves to live is even worse, rather than the camp-like building behind the woods.

"The slave owner looks very big." Shao Xuan said in his heart. He was just here to pick up a few people, but he didn't expect that he would see those large stone houses built like camps. If he hadn't been standing on the boat and just standing on the ground, he would have been very likely to be blocked by the woods.

Not long after, Yan Zhi brought back more than a dozen people, including those he was familiar with at the time, and those who had just joined the small group in the past two years. They all wanted to leave with the Yanjiao tribe, and Ao agreed.

The people who were taken on the boat cried with joy, as if they were reborn, while the other tourists standing on the river bank watching were endless envy and jealousy.

Who would have expected that a person who had been so miserable back then would have such an opportunity? Who would have expected that the person who was stubborn and lived hard with his wife and children would become a totem warrior?

Things in the world are impermanent.

The fleet of the Yanjiao tribe did not stay here for a long time, and left after picking up people. The witch just asked the tribe to see the miserable situation of the tourists and slaves here and give them a vaccination.

The witch's purpose has been achieved. Whether it is the people who followed Yan Zhi to the tourist area for a walk or the people who stood on the boat and watched the slaves who were numbly working with whips, the psychological impact was great.

In war, if the loser is apart from death, these are probably the situation.

Therefore, no matter who they face in the future, they cannot be defeated! They must not be defeated!

The fleet of the Yankee Tribe arrived and left, continuing to sail along the new route they planned. The tourists and slaves on this land had already remembered the name of the "Yankee" tribe, as well as the double-horned totem pattern wrapped in flames on the sail.

The manager who was left by the slave owner Shi Shu went back after the fleet left, took out the animal skin roll left by the slave owner from the box, dipped it in the animal brush with paint, and wrote down what happened today. The owner said that if the Yanjiao tribe really appears, write a letter to inform him.

The Yanjiao Tribe really exists! (To be continued...)

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Chapter completed!