Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 247

In front of the Great Yan Zu Temple, there is a long and oblique stone steps from top to bottom, and on both sides are tall and straight old Cangqiu trees.

Coming out of the ancestral temple, Dao Meng did not take Gongliang through the air, but led him slowly down the stone steps.At intervals, there is a small platform beside the stone steps, on which stands a burly deity.Dao Meng said that they were the Great Yan warriors who made outstanding contributions to the Great Yan tribe. In order to thank them for their contributions, the tribe specially made statues for future generations to commemorate.

Migu sat on Papa's neck and looked around. Every statue of the Great Yan warriors on the small platform was cast in shape and spirit, as if they were strangers, which made her feel very novel.

The same goes for Yuan Gun Gun, but it wants to run up to urinate to make a mark.

Gongliang didn't care about other places, but when he saw it running to pee in front of the statue, he immediately kicked it away.

This idiot, with Elder Dayan next to him, is not afraid that he will slap it and turn it into a panda meatloaf.

At the end of the stone steps is the Dayan tribe, which continues the rough style of the Dahuang tribe. The houses of the whole tribe are built of huge stones.In front of the house, there are old people basking in the sun, women tanning animal skins and clothes, and children playing there. The whole tribe is filled with a peaceful and happy scene.

"The elder is back, the elder is back."

The children who were playing around saw Dao Meng and shouted around him.

When they saw the black-and-white-haired chubby, stupid and cute chubby, these guys immediately shifted their targets, ran up to look at it curiously, and some couldn't help but reach out and touch Yuangungun's body.

If there is one, there are two, and suddenly countless strange hands stretched out towards the round.

This one touched its fur, that one touched its lower body, that one tore off its skin, which one tore off its hair, and some even scratched at its ass.

Yuan Gun Gun was annoyed now, it annoyed these little brats the most, and immediately bared its teeth and yelled "Aww" to scare it.

But those children are very courageous and not afraid at all.Seeing it like this, it felt very cute, and everyone surrounded it at once.Yuan Gungun took a look, and quickly hid beside Gongliang.When those children run to the left, it runs to the right; when those children run to the right, it runs to the left.

In the end, it was so annoyed by these little guys that it simply hugged Gongliang's thigh and crawled on top of him.

He had no choice but to hold it in his arms.

This time, Yuan Gun Gun felt complacent, put his head on Gong Liang's shoulder, and arrogantly looked down on the group of children, "huh"

But the children didn't feel that they were being looked down upon. Instead, they felt that the black and white furry guy was cute and cute.

"Uncle Dao Meng, why are you back?" Dao Han, who had returned to the tribe, saw Dao Meng and asked curiously.

"This is Gongliang, a clansman from the ancestral land. Tomorrow is the last opening of the Ten Thousand Beast Blood Pool. I will bring him back to see if he can build a foundation. In the future, you young people should get closer." Dao Meng introduced to Daohan .

"A person from the ancestral land?" Daohan couldn't help casting a curious look at Gongliang.

Gongliang nodded friendly.

"Hi, my name is Daohan. You can come to me if you have anything to do in the tribe." Daohan said to Gongliang.

"Thank you."

Hearing that Gongliang was from the ancestral land, people basking in the sun and working nearby gathered around to look at it. Some old people even said with emotion: After so many years, I finally saw the people from the ancestral land. Even if I die, I will die.

Some women were even more curious about the situation in the ancestral land, and Gong Liang told them everything he knew.After hearing that the Zudi people were not doing well, and some tribes were wiped out by fierce beasts, they fell silent for a while.They knew that life was difficult for the clansmen living in land without spiritual ancestry, but they did not expect it to be so difficult.

In contrast, the Dayan people living in the wilderness do not know how happy they are.

After sighing with emotion, someone proposed to hold a banquet at night to celebrate Gongliang's coming from the ancestral land.

However, Elder Dao Meng dismissed this attention, explaining that Tian Gongliang was going to enter the Ten Thousand Beast Blood Pond, and it would be better to wait for him to celebrate the banquet after he established the foundation of the cave from the Ten Thousand Beast Blood Pond.

The members of Dayan's tribe nodded when they heard Dao Meng's words, feeling that this was a good idea.

These people seem to never have considered the fact that Gongliang cannot build a cave, as if they took it for granted that he would definitely be able to build a cave.

Saying goodbye to the enthusiastic Dayan people, Gong Liang continued to follow Dao Meng.After a while, they came to a house built of huge stones.In the evening, a group of Dayan people brought clothes to warm them up, and Gong Liang was very moved. He felt that coming to the Dayan tribe was like coming home, especially warm.

Daomeng's house is very simple and crude, which can be described as a barren house with four walls.

If it weren't for the little things sent by the tribe just now, his family wouldn't even have any decent stuff at all.

In the evening, Dao Meng lit a bonfire in the house, and called the elite warriors of the clan to clean up Gong Liang.

"Come, drink."

Dao Meng held up a jar of wine and said, "Gongliang, this is the Pyracantha wine of the Nuquebu. It is made from the Pyracantha fruit that grows near the magma of the Earth Fire. It tastes very refreshing. Except for the girls in the Nuquebu Surprisingly, the others are pretty good. Come, let's have a drink."

"Drink holy."

Dao Meng didn't have the prestige of an elder at all, and he became one with the clansmen.

Those elite warriors didn't seem to be afraid of him, and drank wine with him happily.

Gongliang didn't know what to say when he heard about drinking a jar. This was the most forthright sentence he heard when he came to the wilderness.

The tribal elite next to him had already picked up the wine jar and drank it. Could Gongliang himself be an exception?I have no choice but to risk my life to accompany the gentleman.

Pyracantha wine entered the throat, at first it was refreshing and mellow, but after a while, it turned into a hot flame burning fiercely in the stomach.

Damn guava, this is more heart-breaking than burning a knife!

Gongliang boasted that he could drink a couple of cups, but in an instant, this idea was immediately dismissed by him, and he didn't dare to boast anymore.

The pungent hot flame was very strange, after burning in the stomach for a while, it didn't end, and began to rush towards the body.But for a moment, Gongliang's face turned red like a cooked prawn.

Migu looked at Papa's face and felt weird.

Chirp chirp chirp chirp, Chick looked at Gong Liang with his head tilted, what's wrong with mom!

Seeing them drinking firethorn wine, Yuan Gungun felt that the taste should be good, so he secretly drank a few sips and enjoyed it at first, but after a while, he felt that the whole panda was not well, and was burned by the hot flames. "Aoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" from the side.

In the end, I don't know if I couldn't stand it, or what happened, but the man stood up and began to fight Sanda boxing, which looked very funny.

Dao Meng and a group of Dayan elites burst into laughter.

This night, there was a feast, with wine jars interlaced with wine jars, a group of people ate meat and drank heavily, enjoying themselves.

Gongliang was completely unconscious after drinking, and didn't even know when he fell asleep.When he woke up in the morning, he found himself lying on a piece of animal skin, with Mi Gu curled up in his arms, and Yuan Gun Gun and Chick still nestled together, soundly asleep.

your grandpa's.

The group of people yesterday were just persuading them to drink.But they didn't cut corners, they drank as much as you drank, even more than him.

Therefore, in the end, I can only blame myself for my lack of alcohol, not others.

In the final analysis, these things are just a group of livestock. Mom is a guava, and drinking from a jar is really unheard of, unseen, and strange.

PS: I had some business yesterday, so there is only one chapter, write more today.

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