When everything was over, the vines slowly shrank back, leaving only more than fifty pale skeletons on the ground, with all the flesh and blood gone.
"Thank you Fujigami for taking the initiative to destroy the enemy!"
Jiang Xuan faced Gu Teng and sincerely thanked him.
If Gu Teng had not taken action, those lying on the ground now would be members of the Teng tribe.
"Thank you Fujigami."
Others also kowtowed to the ancient vine.
Those tourists witnessed the miracles performed by the ancient vines, developed a fanatical belief in the ancient vines, and had a greater sense of belonging to the vine tribe.
On the ancient vines, the green light flashed, and then gradually became restrained and returned to its usual appearance. Only the green leaves were rustled by the wind.
Under the sun, the giant dragonfly rested on a vine of the ancient vine as if nothing had happened, folded its wings, and hid under the green leaves to rest.
After a long time, everyone stood up.
Uncaria asked: "Chief, what should I do with these bones?"
Jiang Xuan thought for a while and said: "Hang all the skulls on the trees in the southern forest. Dig a hole and bury the other bones."
"In addition, collect all the weapons they left behind and move them back to the bamboo house."
The skull is hung on the tree outside the tribe, which is a powerful deterrent to outsiders who come to the Vine tribe in the future.
But the Vine Tribe is currently too weak and can only use this method to bluff people.
Those weapons are good things and can greatly supplement the weapons and equipment of the Vine Tribe.
After all, primitive weapons are very time-consuming to make.
After receiving Jiang Xuan's instructions, everyone in the Teng tribe immediately got busy.
They first dug a big pit and buried all the bones except the skulls. Then they divided a group of people and hung all the more than fifty skulls on the branches of the forest south of the tribe.
As for the weapons, clothing, belongings, etc. left by the mosquito tribe's hunting team, they were all moved to the bamboo house and will be distributed by Jiang Xuan.
After they finished all these things, it was almost evening.
In the forest to the south of the Vine Tribe, more than fifty pale skulls hang on the branches, swaying in the wind, which look very scary at first glance.
In the evening, Jiang Xuan and the other two gathered by the fire pit in the bamboo house to discuss the distribution of weapons.
Jiang Xuandao: "Today, although we killed all those people with the help of the Vine God, no one knows how many people there are in this tribe, and no one knows when they will fight again."
Jiang Xuan looked around and said: "So, I suggest that each of the tourists be given a weapon to protect themselves."
Chi Shao nodded and said: "I agree, these tourists behaved quite bravely today."
Tribal people advocate force, and brave people can always be respected by others. If those tourists today directly begged for mercy, Chi Shao would look down on them.
"I agree too."
"Agree."
"I listen to the leader."
The three teenagers also expressed their agreement.
Jiang Xuandao: "Okay, since everyone agrees, Uncaria, go and call those tourists over to get weapons."
"I'll go right away."
Uncaria immediately got up, lit a torch, walked to the bamboo house where the tourists were, and conveyed the leader's words to them.
Gan Song was quite excited, because this meant that they were officially recognized by the Vine Tribe, and other tourists were also very excited.
Under the leadership of Unto, the twelve tourists followed Unto to the big bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan stood up and said to the tourists: "I said before that as long as you are loyal to the tribe, the tribe will not treat you badly."
"Today, you all performed bravely, and the tribe decided to reward each of you with a weapon."
Gan Song said excitedly: "Thank you, chief."
Those tourists looked at the pile of weapons on the ground, their eyes shining.
Jiang Xuan pointed to the weapons on the ground and said: "Whatever weapons you want, pick them yourself. Remember, each person can only pick one."
There are more than a hundred weapons left by the mosquito tribe's hunting team, because most warriors have two or three weapons, such as spears, short spears, stone knives or bone knives, as well as bows and arrows.
Jiang Xuan and the five men have already picked out these weapons, and picked the best ones, because they are warriors, have better weapons, and can exert greater combat effectiveness.
Most of the remaining weapons are in good condition. After all, they are weapons used by hunting teams. Both the materials and workmanship are relatively good.
When the tourists saw that there were so many weapons to choose from, they immediately smiled.
Some people like to use spears, some people like to use knives, and some people like to use bows and arrows. If you choose the weapon you like, you can also exert stronger combat effectiveness.
"Come one by one!"
Jiang Xuan didn't let the tourists grab it, so he asked them to line up and go up one by one to pick.
Under Jiang Xuan's shock, the tourists could only suppress their inner excitement and go over one by one to choose.
Gan Song chose a bone knife because he only had one arm and it was not easy to use the stone spear. A shorter and more flexible bone knife was a very good choice for him.
Other tourists also picked their favorite weapons, and they were all overjoyed.
"Okay, now that everyone has made their choice, go back to sleep and work hard in the future. The tribe will never treat you badly."
"Thank you, chief."
Gan Song thanked him again and took the tourists back to sleep.
That night, many tourists did not sleep well because too many things happened today, which had a great impact on their minds.
But there is one thing they all agree on: staying in the Vine Tribe is the most correct choice.
After the tourists left, Jiang Xuan thought for a while and said to the four of them: "I decided to dig another tunnel in the bamboo house where the tourists live, so that if danger comes, they can quickly escape to the foot of the stone mountain."
"In addition, it is best to set up some traps in the forests on both sides of the tribe. Even if the enemy cannot be harmed, it can give us a warning and prevent us from being in such a hurry like today."
Chi Shao said: "Everyone listens to the leader."
The three teenagers also nodded. After so many things, they not only trusted Jiang Xuan, but also admired him.
They do whatever the leader says.
"Okay, then it's decided. Tomorrow, Uncaria, you will take the tourists to dig a tunnel, and the others will follow me to lay traps."
After these things were confirmed, Jiang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The food in the pottery tripod was already cooked. The five of them filled their stomachs with their own bowls and chopsticks, chatted for a while, and then went to sleep.
……
To the south of the Vine Tribe, among the mountains about three days away from the Vine Tribe, there is a tribe that has just settled. This tribe is the Mosquito Tribe.
There is also a swamp where the mosquito tribe is located, but this swamp is wider and larger than the swamp where Jiang Xuan met the whip tree.
Mosquitoes like humid environments, and the mosquito tribe with the bird-billed mosquito as their totem naturally also likes such a place.
Because the food in the swamp is more plentiful and protected by bird-billed mosquitoes, there is no need to worry about mosquito infestations. Such a place is very suitable for them to live.
The houses that the mosquito tribe lives in are different from the houses that other tribes live in.
Because the environment they were in was very humid, it was impossible to live on the ground, so they created a building similar to a stilted building.
This kind of building is built on the mountain. One side is against the mountain, where a fire pit can be placed, and the other three sides are suspended in the air. Pillars and stones are used to support the house, leaving the damp ground and making people live more comfortably.
Of course, the houses built by the Mosquito Tribe are very primitive and simple, incomparable to those exquisite stilted houses, but their functions are similar.
At this time, the atmosphere in a stilted wooden house in the center of the Mosquito Tribe became very depressing because of three bird-billed mosquitoes that had escaped from the Vine Tribe!