"Treasure?" Hu Linger quickly raised his head and glanced at Yuan Bei.
When Yuan Bei saw Hu Ling'er glaring at him, he thought she couldn't understand the words on it and wanted to ask him for help.
"After all these years, I still haven't understood what was written." Yuan Bei was a little annoyed.
"You can't understand?" Hu Ling'er didn't believe it.
Mr. Yuan Bei always boasts that he has learned well from the goddess? How could he not know her?
She read the text again, and then noticed that the passage was originally written in traditional Chinese characters, and she also used pinyin to replace some key words.
The goddess doesn't know how to teach pinyin, so it's no wonder that the goddess has so many disciples, but no one knows the secret of the treasure.
Hu Ling'er continued to look down: It turned out that the so-called treasure recorded in the book was the fine salt they had discovered before.
(In the hinterland of Fanshan, there is a salt mine with pure texture and no impurities. It seems to be formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It exists independently from other copper mines, coal mines and gold mines. I originally wanted to dig out all these things.
I built the Namu tribe into an invincible and strongest tribe in the beast world, but God warned me not to do this. I saw the future of the Namu tribe. It was a future where the wild land was thousands of miles away and not a single blade of grass could grow. All the people died in the war.
Even my own son was not spared. Now, I hide these treasures, hoping that a destined person will see them in the future and use them properly so that the residents of the beast world can get rid of disputes and live a prosperous life.
Life.)
Hu Ling'er read this passage twice.
Except for the salt mine, there was no mention of the other three treasure sites. She flipped through it again, and found nothing special except for some casual notes.
It must be on the other three books.
"Sir, besides you and Yuantai witch doctor, does the goddess have many students?" Hu Ling'er asked.
"Of course, the goddess has disciples all over the world..."
"Who has obtained the book of the goddess?" This is what Hu Ling'er is most concerned about.
"That is naturally the goddess's most proud student. Back then, Long Qi, Tu Yuan and Mang Chong and I were all the goddess's favorite disciples..."
"Hey, why are you asking this?" Halfway through his words, Yuan Bei suddenly reacted.
"I'm just...curious. Mr. Yuan Bei is so knowledgeable and talented, so I wanted to ask if there are others like you." Hu Ling'er said obediently.
This flattery was very useful to Yuan Bei, but he still did not continue.
Hu Ling'er didn't want to tell Yuan Bei that she knew the information the goddess left in the book.
Yanshan happens to be in her own tribe, and except for the Hu family, she doesn't plan to let more people know this secret for the time being.
The most important thing now is to make herself stronger. After becoming stronger, it will not be too late for her to look for other treasures.
Even a tribe like Namu could become littered with corpses in the future foreseen by the goddess, let alone a small tribe like them.
"The goddess had many disciples. Later, the goddess passed away, and the leader of the Namu tribe went crazy. Everyone left and scattered. Except for me and Long Qi, no one knew where they went. Maybe they were all like apes.
Just like Tai, find a small tribe with few things to do and be inconspicuous."
When the busy Yuantai heard this, he immediately retorted: "Who said our tribe has few troubles? You came late. If you had come earlier, you would have seen how Langlu was doing things. You wouldn't know how."
so."
"Did you step in to stop the wolf from causing trouble?" Yuan Bei asked unhurriedly.
"That's not true." Yuantai tugged at his clothes, "Okay, I admit you are right, I just want to have fewer things! But our Fanshan tribe is not an inconspicuous small tribe, and so did the goddess back then.
I started by leading everyone to farm and raise cattle. It won’t take long before I’m afraid our tribe will be even more powerful than the Namu tribe..."
Yuantai originally said this just to express his excitement, but after hearing this, Yuan Bei nodded and said, "I also have the ability."
Yuantai looked at Yuan Bei in surprise: "Oh you!"
These two people have disliked each other since they were students of the goddess. Yuan Bei would have to raise an objection to anything Yu Tai said.
Unexpectedly, he said something casually today, and Yuan Bei actually nodded in agreement?
Sarutai went through what he just said in his mind again, and then asked himself in his heart: "Is it possible? Is it really possible?"
…
The first snowfall of the cold season was not heavy. When Hu Ling'er and others came out of the witch doctor's house, the snow outside had stopped.
They went to the cave where the python was. As expected, Qing Zheng had already entered hibernation. He lay there in a coil with his head buried. Even Hu Ling'er and the others didn't react at all when they came in.
"It is said that snakes' blood is cold and they will sleep when it is too cold in the cold season. Should we make a pot of charcoal for him so that he can wake up?" Hushou asked.
Hu Ling'er looked at the chicken in Hu Nan's hand, and then at Qing Zheng, who was sleeping in a ball, and said, "Let him sleep. This way we can save a lot of food."
Several brothers followed Hu Ling'er's gaze and saw two chickens, and nodded in unison: "Agree!"
…
As they walked back, they saw smoke still coming from the charcoal kiln, and the second batch of charcoal was being fired.
The yellow smoke danced in the air with the wind, flew to a very high place, and then slowly dissipated.
When Hu Ling'er returned home, he recalled the words left by the goddess Nuan Nuan and thought about the future development of the tribe.
She has done a great job in Nuan Nuan, even better than her own ability, but she still faces a huge crisis. What can she do better than her?
Mrs. Hu looked a little distracted after her little granddaughter came back, and quickly asked with concern: "What's wrong, little Ling'er? Did that old man Yutai make you angry?"
Hu Ling'er dove into her grandma's arms and rubbed against her body, as if she wanted to draw energy from her body.
"Grandma, our life will get better and better, right?" Hu Ling'er asked.
"Of course!" Boss Tiger patted her body gently with his hand, and said as he patted her: "We have more and more supplies now, and our lives will get better and better."
"But what if someone comes to steal our supplies? Like...a big tribe like Namu."
Hu Ling'er raised his hands and drew a big circle from top to bottom.
"Then we will quietly prevent them from discovering our good things, and then we will expand our territory and absorb some of the surrounding small tribes, until the Namu tribe is no longer our opponent."
"Will those small tribes listen to us?" Hu Ling'er raised his head and asked.
"Why don't you listen? Let your uncle set rules for them. Those who don't listen will never become members of the Fanshan tribe."
Listening to Mrs. Hu's domineering words, Hu Ling'er chuckled. That's right, what's so scary? Now that we all know where the crisis ahead is, let's go fight and eradicate the crisis.
