The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 172 The Cold-Blooded Totem God
At the beginning of the fourth month of summer, Honglin waited patiently for the people from the Yu tribe to come to find her, but there was no news from them all the time, and she couldn't wait any longer after all.

According to the normal situation, even if the journey is relatively long, the people from the Fish Tribe who were looking for her should have found her.

Honglin realized that he could no longer wait passively like this.

Honglin found Chenbei, and according to Chenbei's habit, she knocked on the door before entering the yard.

"Boom boom boom!"

Someone knocked on the courtyard door, and Chen Bei, who was picking wild peppers in the courtyard, raised his head and saw Red Scale standing by the door.

Red Scale wore a skin-tight leather jacket made of red fish skin, showing off her explosive figure to the fullest.

Although I have seen it many times, Chen Bei still thinks in his heart: color is emptiness, emptiness is color, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it will end up with a pink skull...

In two lives, Chen Bei knows better that the more beautiful a woman is, the more careful she must be, especially when she intends to approach you.

"leader……"

Red Scale's voice was very soft, with a hint of charm.

Chen Bei trembled slightly, and thought: Don't come here!

However, what he said was: "So it's Red Scale, come in."

Honglin walked in, walked to Chenbei's side, got closer, and said, "What is the leader doing? Do you need my help?"

Chen Bei resolutely refused: "No need, there is not much work, I can do it myself."

Honglin was a little disappointed, she managed to muster up the courage and planned to take advantage of herself, but unexpectedly, the leader of the Mang tribe would not accept this trick.

Chen Bei put down his work and didn't intend to get entangled with her, so he asked directly: "What can you do with me?"

Honglin gave up the charm, her face became serious, and said, "I want to ask Chief Chen to send some totem warriors to escort me back to the Fish Tribe."

"As long as I can return to the Fish Tribe smoothly, I will be grateful!"

Chen Bei didn't fall for it easily, but asked more directly: "I don't know how much the thank you that Miss Honglin said is really heavy?"

Chen Bei has seen the cunning of the tribal people a long time ago. Anyone who believes in the simplicity of the tribal people will definitely be tricked miserably.

Therefore, Chen Bei must ask clearly what the so-called heavy thanks refer to.

Honglin said, "Is a thousand catties of dried fish heavy enough?"

A thousand catties of dried fish is indeed a lot. If it is another small tribe that is short of food, maybe they will agree.

But for Chenbei, such a little thing is obviously far from enough, because the Mang tribe does not lack dried fish.

Therefore, Chen Bei shook his head and said, "Not enough."

Honglin gritted her teeth and said, "Two thousand catties? Is that enough? This is the limit I can give you."

However, Chen Bei still shook his head and said, "What I want is neither dried fish nor food."

"Then what do you want?"

Red Scale finds it very strange that food is very popular in almost all tribes, even big tribes are no exception. I haven't heard of any tribe rejecting food.

Chen Beidao: "I want your tribe's shipbuilding technology, can you give it to me?"

"Shipbuilding technology... this..."

Honglin hesitated. During this period of time, she already knew that the Mang Tribe dismantled the broken ship that brought her here, and tried to copy one, but so far it has not been successful.

The fish tribe's shipbuilding technology is also the capital of the fish tribe's ability to move across the rivers and rivers. This technology is accumulated from long-term shipbuilding experience and is a very valuable thing.

Even if the Mang tribe offered to send them a ship, Hong Lin could consider it, but she never thought of using shipbuilding technology to make a deal.

Seeing this, Chen Bei said, "You don't have to promise me right away, you can think about it slowly. I just don't know if people in your tribe will give you time to think about it."

"What do you mean?" Honglin frowned, Chenbei's words made her feel bad.

Chen Bei said indifferently: "At the beginning, I remember you said that in your tribe, there are two inheritors of witchcraft, and you are only one of them."

"If I'm not wrong, the reason why you fell to this point and almost died in the river is because you were killed by another inheritor?"

Honglin took half a step back in surprise, and said, "You...how did you know?"

As soon as the words came out, Honglin regretted it. Isn't this self-inflicted?

Chen Bei said: "It's very simple. If the Fish Tribe hasn't come to you for so long, then someone must have played tricks on the Fish Tribe to keep people from the Fish Tribe from coming to you."

"Your status in the Fish Tribe is not low. The only person who can do this, other than the witch from the Fish Tribe, is another inheritor."

In fact, the reason why Chen Bei was so sure was because he had asked Qing Zhu about the Yu Tribe.

Qingzhu told him that this kind of thing happened in Yutribe before, but it was a long time ago.

The totem god of the fish tribe is a fierce fish, a very cold-blooded fish. In the fish tribe, as long as there is no large-scale internal fighting that affects the entire tribe, it will not care about such personal conflicts.

Not only will it not care, it is even happy to see this kind of small infighting.

Because the fierce fish believed that the victorious one must be stronger, and as for the weaker one, it would die as well, and there was no pity.

This situation is not only in the fish tribe, but in many tribes.

For example, in the former Zong tribe, Chenbei was framed and expelled from the tribe because he stole the sacrifices from the altar.

Logically speaking, this kind of thing happened right under the eyes of the Totem God. As long as the Totem God speaks, he can prove Chen Bei's innocence and even severely punish the centipede.

But the totem god of the Zerg Tribe pretended not to see it, and even had the mentality of watching a play.

In the final analysis, it was because Chen Bei couldn't awaken the power of the totem, and he belonged to the weaker side, and he died as soon as he died. The totem god didn't care at all, and was even happy to see it happen.

For some totem gods, the death of some weak people is not only not harmful to the tribe, but beneficial.

The same is true for the totem gods of the fish tribe.

After Chen Bei finished speaking, Honglin's face kept changing, surprise, anger, hatred and other expressions flashed one by one, and finally returned to calm.

Honglin's voice was slightly cold, and said: "That's right, your guess is right."

Chen Bei said: "In this case, then you should know how much risk we have to face if people from our tribe want to send you back, not only from other tribes, but also from your fish tribe."

"Even if that person takes the place of the Fish Tribe Witch, then what you promised will become meaningless, and we can only make this trip in vain."

"Impossible!" Hong Lin was enraged by Chen Bei's words.

"That despicable bastard is not qualified to be a witch at all, and the witch's favorite successor is me!"

Because of being too excited, Honglin's chest was constantly heaving and choppy.

Chen Bei repeated in his heart again: form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

After a while, Honglin's mood returned to normal. She thought for a long time, weighed the pros and cons, and finally gritted her teeth: "I promise you, as long as you can escort me back to the fish tribe and meet the witch, I will give you the shipbuilding technology. You mang tribe."

Chen Bei said in time: "You swear to the totem god."

"Okay!" Honglin had no choice but to swear to the fish tribe totem god again.

Red Scale still had some fluke thoughts: So what if the technology was given?Shipbuilding is not just as simple as some technology, there are many things needed, and the people of the Yimang tribe may not be able to build it even if they have the technology.

In addition, Honglin firmly believes that even if the Mang Tribe can be built in the end, it will not be as good as the Yu Tribe. This is her confidence in the tribe!
　Thanks for the 1500 book coins rewarded by the book friend "the old lord who was distributed to the frontier".

　　Thanks to the book friend "Freedom Like the Wind" for the 300 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Lianzhan Fusheng" for the reward of 100 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Yunzhong 128" for the reward of 100 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Red Maple 13" for the reward of 100 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Li Sheng" for the 100 book coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)