MTL - This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 212 hunting song and fleet

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Vine tribe, Uncaria home, night.

"Auntie, why can't you go out when it's dark?"

Poria sat on the threshold, and Tian Dong, who was more than two years old, was lying in her arms, asking various questions curiously.

At this moment, Yuehua was like water, and the entire tribe was quiet.

Fuling looked at Tiandong with a doting face, scratched his little nose, and said, "Because it's getting dark, all kinds of beasts will come out. If you go out in the dark, the beasts will eat them."

"Then why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

"Because your father is a warrior in the tribe, he is going to hunt far away so that we can have meat to eat."

Hearing the word "hunting", Xiao Tiandong clenched his little fist with longing: "When I grow up, I will become a warrior like my father, go hunting and eat meat!"

Fu Ling laughed dumbly and said, "Okay, in the future our Tiandong will be a brave warrior and eat meat every day."

"I certainly will!"

Xiao Tiandong is very serious and his eyes are firm.

Tuckahoe rubbed the small brain seeds of Asparagus, looked at the moon in the sky, and looked at the mysterious stone mountain at night, praying that Uncaria would return safely with its prey.

Every time the tribesmen go out to hunt or fight, they will encounter all kinds of dangers, and those who stay at home will inevitably be worried.

Because no one knows if this time is a life and death.

It is precisely because of this extreme lack of security that tribal people need faith. Faith can bring people courage and spiritual sustenance, so that they can become braver.

"Auntie, I want to listen to the hunting song..."

"it is good."

Poria cleared her throat, and then sang softly with a very old tune:

"Mysterious forest... perilous..."

"Brave warrior...Go into the mountains to hunt..."

"The patron saint of the tribe... Shelter the warriors to defeat the beast..."

"Return from hunting... Everyone eats meat..."

"Return from hunting... Everyone eats meat..."

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The ancient and simple hunting song, hummed repeatedly by Poria, floated in the night sky.

Little Tiandong, who was more than two years old, listened and listened, his eyelids could not hold anymore, and soon fell asleep.

Maybe, in the dream, he will become a brave warrior, walk into the mysterious forest, fight with all kinds of beasts, and finally return with a full load of prey.

"I fell asleep so quickly."

After Fuling sang it several times, he looked down and saw that Tiandong had already fallen asleep, and his little face was particularly cute when he was asleep.

Fuling couldn't help but kissed Xiao Tiandong on the forehead, then carried him to the room and put him on the bed.

In order to prevent mosquito bites, Poria pulled out a handful of fan grass outside the house, rubbed out the juice, and applied it to Asparagus' clothes and bedside, so that mosquitoes would not approach.

In fact, she can also pick out some charcoal fire in the fire pit and put a handful of smelly grass on it to simmer.

However, the smell of burning smelly stinky grass has a lot of smoke, which is more choking, and Poria is afraid of choking children.

After doing this, Fu Ling took out some cut out hides, bronze needles and thin threads, and started sewing.

As the owner of a clothing workshop, Poria works very hard. As long as she has time, she will figure out how to sew better clothes, backpacks and shoes.

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On the sixth day of May, the breeding area.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

Under the careful breeding of Dajiao, more than 30 wild boar cubs have grown up smoothly, especially those boars that are out of vulgar taste. They have grown fat and are happy to watch.

"If you raise it until autumn, you can kill it. At that time, choose a fat one as a sacrifice and offer it to the rattan god."

Dajiao patted a wild boar on the back, and he was quite satisfied with the thick meat.

The wild boars on the mountain are very fierce, but the domestic wild boars are used to seeing people and behave more docile.

Of course, only relatively docile.

As these wild boars get bigger and bigger, the pigsty can no longer keep them. If they are forced to be locked inside, they can smash the door.

Therefore, now Dajiao has dedicated a piece of land to raise these wild boars. Usually, the pigsty is not closed, and they are allowed to roam in that place.

Strange to say, after the door is opened, these wild boars will go outside during the day, and when it is time to feed, and at night, they will consciously return to the pigsty.

This makes Dajiao very worry-free.

In addition to these wild boars, there are more and more beasts and birds domesticated by the Vine tribe.

Such as the Mongoose.

When the Mengniao tribe was destroyed, Dajiao picked up some Mengniao eggs, and brought them back to the tribe to let the unicorns hatch the eggs.

Now, this group of little birds has grown to half size and began to show their ferocity.

Those colorful ducks, colorful pheasants, and even those one-horned birds dare not approach this group of slugs, because they are too fierce.

Strange to say, tribal people like fierce beasts and birds. These large and fierce birds quickly attracted the attention of many warriors.

These warriors begged Jiang Xuan to try to tame the bird into a mount.

Although Meng birds can't fly, they have long legs, run fast in the forest, and have strong endurance and attack power, making them very suitable as mounts.

Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment and agreed to their request.

Anyway, the Teng tribe now has several kinds of mounts, and it doesn't matter if there is another kind of bird.

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Vine tribe, shipyard.

"Crash..."

Another wooden boat was launched.

Different from other wooden boats, this one is larger, up to ten meters in length, with a leak-proof sealed cabin inside and a bronze anchor on the stern.

On top of that, the wooden boat has a mast in the middle, as well as a sail.

The sails are sewn from treated animal hides, which are very tough and can withstand high winds.

On the edge of the artificial lake, Jiang Xuan said excitedly, "The Teng tribe finally owns the first sailboat!"

Compared with wooden boats that are rowed entirely by oars, the advantages of sailboats are obviously very obvious.

It is capable of sailing with the wind and is very fast if the wind and the current are favorable.

With the sailboat, the warriors of the Vine Tribe can really try to get out of the valley of the Vine Tribe and go to wider waters and farther places!

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Subsequent content is repeated, and will be updated later.

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Vine tribe, Uncaria home, night.

"Auntie, why can't you go out when it's dark?"

Poria sat on the threshold, and Tian Dong, who was more than two years old, was lying in her arms, asking various questions curiously.

At this moment, Yuehua was like water, and the entire tribe was quiet.

Fuling looked at Tiandong with a doting face, scratched his little nose, and said, "Because it's getting dark, all kinds of beasts will come out. If you go out in the dark, the beasts will eat them."

"Then why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

"Because your father is a warrior in the tribe, he is going to hunt far away so that we can have meat to eat."

Hearing the word "hunting", Xiao Tiandong clenched his little fist with longing: "When I grow up, I will become a warrior like my father, go hunting and eat meat!"

Fu Ling laughed dumbly and said, "Okay, in the future our Tiandong will be a brave warrior and eat meat every day."

"I certainly will!"

Xiao Tiandong is very serious and his eyes are firm.

Tuckahoe rubbed the small brain seeds of Asparagus, looked at the moon in the sky, and looked at the mysterious stone mountain at night, praying that Uncaria would return safely with its prey.

Every time the tribesmen go out to hunt or fight, they will encounter all kinds of dangers, and those who stay at home will inevitably be worried.

Because no one knows if this time is a life and death.

It is precisely because of this extreme lack of security that tribal people need faith. Faith can bring people courage and spiritual sustenance, so that they can become braver.

"Auntie, I want to listen to the hunting song..."

"it is good."

Poria cleared her throat, and then sang softly with a very old tune:

"Mysterious forest... perilous..."

"Brave warrior...Go into the mountains to hunt..."

"The patron saint of the tribe... Shelter the warriors to defeat the beast..."

"Return from hunting... Everyone eats meat..."

"Return from hunting... Everyone eats meat..."

...

The ancient and simple hunting song, hummed repeatedly by Poria, floated in the night sky.

Little Tiandong, who was more than two years old, listened and listened, his eyelids could not hold anymore, and soon fell asleep.

Maybe, in the dream, he will become a brave warrior, walk into the mysterious forest, fight with all kinds of beasts, and finally return with a full load of prey.

"I fell asleep so quickly."

After Poria sang it several times, she looked down and saw that Tiandong had already fallen asleep, and her little face was very cute when she was asleep~www.novelbuddy.com~ Poria couldn't help kissing Xiaotiandong's forehead He took a sip, then carried him to the house and put him on the bed.

In order to prevent mosquito bites, Poria pulled out a handful of fan grass outside the house, rubbed out the juice, and applied it to Asparagus' clothes and bedside, so that mosquitoes would not approach.

In fact, she can also pick out some charcoal fire in the fire pit and put a handful of smelly grass on it to simmer.

However, the smell of burning smelly stinky grass has a lot of smoke, which is more choking, and Poria is afraid of choking children.

After doing this, Fu Ling took out some cut out hides, bronze needles and thin threads, and started sewing.

As the owner of a clothing workshop, Poria works very hard. As long as she has time, she will figure out how to sew better clothes, backpacks and shoes.

...

On the sixth day of May, the breeding area.

"Horrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

Under the careful breeding of Dajiao, more than 30 wild boar cubs have grown up smoothly, especially those boars that are out of vulgar taste. They have grown fat and are happy to watch.

"If you raise it until autumn, you can kill it. At that time, choose a fat one as a sacrifice and offer it to the rattan god."

Dajiao patted a wild boar on the back, and he was quite satisfied with the thick meat.

The wild boars on the mountain are very fierce, but the domestic wild boars are used to seeing people and behave more docile.

Of course, only relatively docile.

As these wild boars get bigger and bigger, the pigsty can no longer keep them. If they are forced to be locked inside, they can smash the door.

"Sword Comes"

Therefore, now Dajiao has dedicated a piece of land to raise these wild boars. Usually, the pigsty is not closed, and they are allowed to roam in that place.

Strange to say, after the door is opened, these wild boars will go outside during the day, and when it is time to feed, and at night, they will consciously return to the pigpen.