The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 182 The Ruined Ancestral Land

"They left?"

Wu sat in the boat-shaped house with a calm expression, and Honglin stood in front of her respectfully.

"gone."

Honglin's complexion was a bit complicated. In the final analysis, her skin was still relatively thin, and she felt that she had cheated the people of the Mang tribe, but her reason told her that this was the best result.

Wu pointed to the stool next to him and said, "Sit."

Hong Lin sat down as promised, tried to get rid of distracting thoughts, and stopped thinking about those meaningless things.

Wu looked at Honglin and said, "Just after the people from the Mang tribe left, I did a divination, and the divination showed that our Yu tribe and this Mang tribe will meet again in the future. Good and bad."

"In addition, if the Mang tribe wants to come back, it will inevitably fight with several large tribes in the central region, and the entire central region may become chaotic."

"Red Scale, as one of the witches' candidates, at this time, you must not act emotionally. Everything must be in the interests of the tribe, do you understand?"

"Understood." Hong Lin lowered his head.

"You still have a lot to learn, so follow me and continue learning divination today."

The fish tribe witch took out two turtle shells and began to teach Honglin how to learn divination. As a witch, divination is a must.

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After leaving the Yu Tribe, Chen Bei followed the induction of the fire, and led everyone to the ancestral land of the Mang Tribe.

After spending three days, they finally came to the territory of the former Mang tribe - a wild virgin forest.

There are rivers and lakes in this forest, the water resources are very rich, and the location is also very good. In the past, the Mang tribes thrived here, and large herds of rhinos roared here.

However, after the Mang tribe was wiped out, its imprint gradually faded until it disappeared.

When the Mang tribe was destroyed, the three big tribes that defeated the Mang tribe occupied this mountain forest: the bee tribe, the spider tribe, and the ant tribe.

But later, because the distance was relatively far, and the resources that could be plundered were almost plundered, the three major tribes gradually withdrew from this mountain forest.

But they didn't completely abandon this forest, but each allowed a small tribe attached to them to move into this forest and continue to collect various resources for them.

Every year, these three small tribes need to pay a certain amount of supplies to the three big tribes in exchange for the qualification to continue to live here, and the three big tribes provide them with protection.

Otherwise, such a good place would have been snatched away by other middle-level tribes long ago.

This information was obtained by Chenbei in exchange for some food from a few tourists around the forest. Those tourists were also exterminated from their tribes, but they were not caught. They were lucky enough to escape the fate of being slaves and became tourists.

After entering this forest, the fire between Chen Bei's eyebrows was slightly hot, as if he was cheering, obviously, he sensed that the ancestral land was nearby.

"The ancestral land is almost here, everyone speed up!"

Sitting on the back of the Rhinoceros King, Chen Bei felt a little excited. If this vast mountain forest can be regained, it will be a good place to live.

The rhinoceros king also seemed to feel the familiarity from the depths of his blood. He pawed the ground excitedly, and then rushed into the forest with Chen Bei.

Red flowers, red leaves, mountain patterns, and dozens of totem warriors followed, and everyone was very excited.

"Buzzing..."

After entering the forest, Chenbei found that there were a lot of mosquitoes, and they were very big.

It's autumn now, and the weather is getting cooler. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so many mosquitoes?
Moreover, these mosquitoes have bodies as thick as thumbs, sharp mouthparts, and patterns on their bodies, all of which are frightening. If they are sucked, what will happen?

"Could it be that we have reached the territory of the Mosquito Tribe that the tourists say?"

When asking tourists about the situation of the ancestral land, Chen Bei learned that there are three small parts in this forest, namely: Mosquito Tribe, Bird Tribe and Rattan Tribe.

Among them, the most frightening and disgusting is the mosquito tribe.

Their totem god is a mutated Aedes mosquito, who likes to suck the blood of beasts the most.

Because of the relationship between the totem gods, there are a lot of mosquitoes gathered in the mosquito tribe. These mosquitoes are elusive and can help the totem warriors of the mosquito tribe hunt and fight.

After each hunt, except for the sacrifices offered to the totem god, the meat of the other prey went to the totem warriors, and the blood went to the big mosquitoes, and the two got what they needed.

Chen Bei thought for a while, and said to the people behind: "Bypass the place with many mosquitoes, go to the ancestral land to check the situation first, and don't get entangled with the mosquito tribe for the time being."

"Yes!"

The people of the Mang tribe bypassed the territory of the Mosquito tribe and walked straight into the depths of the forest.

The totem warriors of the Mosquito Tribe watching secretly watched Chen Bei and the others leave, and then immediately went back to report the incident.

After listening to the report, the leader of the Mosquito Tribe and the witch asked the totem warriors below to keep an eye on these people. As long as they did not invade the territory of the Mosquito Tribe, they should not meddle in their own business.

It is not easy for small tribes to survive, especially in the central region, there are too many powerful tribes, it is best not to provoke them rashly without knowing the details of each other.

And Chen Bei, following the direction guided by the fire, trekked in the forest for a day, and finally found the ancestral land of the Mang tribe in the evening.

Like the Mang tribe in the Southern Wilderness, the ancestral land of the Mang tribe is also next to a river with abundant water sources. Ponds and small lakes can be seen everywhere, with lush water and grass.

In the past, tens of thousands of Mang tribe lived here, and groups of rhinos survived here, but now, there is only a dilapidated and desolate scene.

A huge, collapsed stone lay in front of it, with faint writing on it, but because it was covered with moss and covered with vines, it was hard to see clearly.

Chen Bei got off the Rhino King's back, cut off the vines with a knife, and then peeled away the moss, revealing countless chopping marks on the boulder, and a vague word: Mang!
"That's right, it's here, the ancestral land of the Mang tribe!"

The moment he saw that word, Chen Bei was obviously touched by the spark between his eyebrows beating violently, and his concern became hot. At the same time, a strange sense of familiarity permeated his heart.

"This is the ancestral land?"

Red flowers, red leaves, mountain patterns, and the dozens of totem warriors were all at a loss. This was completely different from the ancestral land they had imagined.

For hundreds of years, the forest has covered up most of the imprints of the past. If you look around, you can see that there are overgrown trees and overgrown weeds. Time has turned this place into a wasteland. Where is the prosperity of the past?
However, if you look carefully, you can still find some ruins in this wasteland. Only they can prove that there used to be a large tribe here.

"Crash..."

Chen Bei went to a stone wall and tore off the totem on it. A lot of stones fell from the already unstable stone wall, but the flat big stone still stood upright.

There are still some carved traces on the stone, just like children's graffiti, the specific content has been blurred.

Chen Bei saw that everyone was in a low mood, so he said to them: "It's different from what I imagined, right?"

"Don't be depressed, one day, we will return to our ancestral land, turn it into what we imagined, and restore its former glory!"

Chen Bei's words made the blood of the totem warriors boil, and the frustration just now was swept away.

Yes, although this place has been dilapidated, as long as we work hard, we can definitely rebuild it!

　Thanks to the book friend "Ziyun" for the 200 book coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)