The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 214 The Incident of the Octopus Tribe
After the big red bird was caught, Chen Bei would go over there every day to have a look. Although the big bird was not in a good mood, the young bird quickly adapted to the new environment.

Although these young birds have not yet grown up, they are already larger than adult colorful pheasants. Their feet are very long and they run very fast.

The few young birds that were injured before recovered quickly from their injuries. After all, they were not seriously injured.

The fishing team will send a lot of fish and shrimps over every day for these big red birds with huge appetites to eat, and sometimes they will also catch some aquatic plants, snails and other things.

Watching the young birds thrive, Chen Bei finally felt relieved. As long as these young birds grew up in the Mang tribe, they would have a certain affection for the Mang tribe, and it would be easier to tame them.

While the Mang tribe was busy planting seeds and raising birds in the spring, the central part was blown up by the news of Nanhuang.

For a time, things about the Southern Wilderness, about the mysterious forest, and about the Mang tribe spread widely in the central region.

The three major tribes lost troops one after another, especially the loss of high-level totem warriors, even if they were big tribes, they couldn't bear it.

High-level totem warriors are not Chinese cabbage. In every large tribe, there are only about ten high-level totem warriors, and some are even less.

Since the appearance of the Mang tribe, like the Spider tribe, only four high-level totem warriors have been lost, which can be described as an extremely heavy loss.

The ant tribe and the bee tribe also lost three high-level totem warriors each.

Even if they have a deep background, they can't stand such a toss, can they?

For a while, there was a big disagreement among the three tribes about whether to continue sending people to the Southern Wilderness, and they couldn't make a decision for a short time.

……

Central, Fish Tribe.

Red Scale was flipping through an old animal skin scroll, which recorded some things about the former Mang tribe.

After a long time, Honglin put down the animal skin scroll and said to himself: "It turns out that the Mang tribe hundreds of years ago was so powerful."

She looked at another new animal skin roll, which recorded some things about the Mang tribe and about the Southern Wilderness.

She looked at it for a while and said, "But why, I feel that the new Mang tribe will be stronger than the Mang tribe hundreds of years ago?"

Honglin thought of Chen Bei and everything she saw in the Mang Tribe, these memories lingered in her mind for a long time.

"Girl with red scales, the witch is looking for you."

A totem warrior walked to Honglin's door and said to her respectfully.

"The witch is looking for me? Okay, I'll go right away."

Regarding Wu, Honglin didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, she immediately tidied up the animal skin roll, and then hurriedly walked to the house where Wu lived.

In the middle of the fish tribe, in the boat-shaped house by the small lake, Honglin saw the witch again.

The witch from the fish tribe looked older than before, and his movements became slower. The only thing that remained the same was his eyes.

"Wu, are you looking for me?"

Honglin entered the boat-shaped house, walked up to Wu, and saluted Wu respectfully.

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

Honglin sat down as she said, she looked at the increasingly old Wu, her heart tightened, and she had a bad premonition
The fish tribe witch looked at Honglin carefully for a long time before saying: "Honglin, I already have a premonition that my time is numbered."

"what?"

Honglin stood up in horror. Although she had vaguely guessed it before, it was still difficult for her to accept it from Wu himself.

The fish tribe witch waved his hand and said: "Sit down, don't panic, life and death have long been insignificant to me, it's just returning to the embrace of the totem god, it's no big deal."

"After I die, you will become a new generation of witches in the Fish Tribe. From now on, the burden of the tribe will fall on you. You have to learn to hide your emotions."

"me……"

Hong Lin never expected that Wu would say such a thing, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Under the gaze of the fish tribe witch, Honglin gradually regained her composure and sat down again, but she felt mixed feelings in her heart and couldn't tell what she felt.

The fish tribe witch sighed slightly. In fact, in terms of ability alone, Bibo is much stronger than Honglin. The successor she wanted at the beginning was also Bibo.

But later, she discovered that Bibo was acting recklessly and without any bottom line. If the Yutribe were handed over to such a person, it would be difficult to guarantee what direction she would take the tribe.

Honglin's abilities are weaker, but she is calmer in her work and has a gentle personality. If she is a witch, the Fish Tribe may not have much development, but it is better than being stable and not prone to accidents.

Sometimes character is often more important than ability.

So after careful consideration, the fish tribe witch finally decided to let Red Scale inherit the position of the witch.

Honglin is not stupid, she quickly thought of a key question, if she becomes a witch, what will happen to Bibo?
Bibo is not a person who will easily admit defeat. She has always regarded the position of witch as her own pocket, so how could she be willing to submit to the red scale?

The fish tribe witch seemed to have guessed what Red Scale was thinking.

"You don't have to worry about Bibo. In the next few days, I will arrange for her to go to the Southern Wilderness to collect a medicine for the Totem God. When she returns from the Southern Wilderness, everything will be settled."

Wu's words made Honglin breathe a sigh of relief. If Bibo stayed in the tribe, with her appeal, she might do some extreme things.

The fish tribe witch looked at Honglin, and said: "While I am still alive, I will try my best to clear the way for you, Honglin. From now on, the tribe will be handed over to you."

"Wu, you will live a good life." Honglin lowered her head, her eyes were a little red, she still had deep feelings for Wu.

The fish tribe witch smiled gratifiedly, and said, "Go back and learn witchcraft well."

Red Scale knew Wu had other things to do, so she quit.

After Honglin left, the fish tribe witch asked Bibo to come over again.

Bibo didn't know why Wu was looking for him, and felt a little uneasy.

"I've seen witches."

Bibo walked into the boat-shaped house, saluted respectfully, but quickly scanned the room with his eyes, and found nothing unusual.

When facing Bibo, the fish tribe witch returned to her usual neither happy nor sad look, and even straightened her waist, making it impossible to see what she was thinking, and she was not as old as before.

"Bibo, you must know what happened in Nanhuang, right?"

Bibo nodded and said, "I've heard of it."

The Fish Tribe Witch took out an ancient animal skin roll from the table, handed it to Bibo, and said, "In the mysterious forest of the Southern Wilderness, there is a magic medicine that is useful for the Totem God. Take someone to find a way to get it back." .”

"A magic medicine that is useful to the totem god?"

Bibo was stunned. She had only heard of such a magical medicine in legends. Does it really exist?
Bibo looked down at the ancient animal skin scroll, which indeed recorded a kind of magic medicine, but the specific use has been blurred.

"Wu, why am I going?"

Bibo is so clever, he quickly thought of the most important point. Nanhuang is not close to here, and it is not peaceful. Going to Nanhuang is very dangerous.

The witch of the Fish Tribe said without changing his face: "Because I believe in your ability, you are stronger than Red Scale, and you have a better chance of picking up the magic medicine."

"This is a rare opportunity for the Totem God to notice you."

What the fish tribe witch said made Bibo a little moved. If he could get the favor of the totem god, wouldn't the future witch's position be stable?

Plus, Wu finally admits that she's better than Redscale, which makes her happy too.

"Wu, I am willing to sacrifice everything for the Totem God!"

The fish tribe witch nodded and said, "Go back and prepare. I will arrange two hundred totem warriors to protect you. Let's go tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Bibo left Wu's house in a very happy mood.

But she didn't know that ginger was still old and spicy.

　Finally finished coding, dizzy, stuffy nose, sleep, good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)