The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 335 Deprivation of Totem Power
Chen Bei looked at the sheep's horn coldly, and said, "Take him to the altar and call all the clansmen in the tribe over."

"Yes!"

The two totem warriors walked away dragging their horns, and their eyes were burning with anger. Everyone is working hard to make the tribe stronger, but you are corrupt. You are simply not worthy of being a member of the Mang tribe.

Chen Bei said to Qiao again: "Go and invite the elder and Wu to come over."

"Yes!"

Qiao's heart shuddered, she did not expect the leader to engage in such a big battle, and I am afraid that the sheep horn will end badly.

This also sounded a wake-up call for her, don't reach out for things that she shouldn't take by herself, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

In fact, Chenbei is really kind to the people in the tribe. Anyone who has made contributions will basically be rewarded generously.

But helpless, human greed is endless, some people want more than what the tribe gives, and even wish that the whole tribe is theirs.

After Qiao left, Chen Bei buried his face in the cold water basin, and it took him a long time to raise his head.

The Mang tribe has grown from more than 100 people to more than 1 people, from nothing to rich in supplies, Chenbei has devoted a lot of effort.

He will never allow some moths to ruin the tribe a little bit.

The matter of ram horn corruption is actually not a big deal, and it is okay to deal with it in private.

But Chen Bei must let other people take a good look at what will happen if he stretches out his hands indiscriminately!
"It is said that when the water is clear, there will be no fish, but the water is too muddy, and all the fish are gone!"

"I will absolutely not allow the Mang tribe to become a pool of muddy water!"

Chen Bei wiped his face, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the tribal altar with a serious face.

There is a huge square in front of the altar, which can accommodate the entire tribe.

At this time, the horns were brought to the front of the altar by two totem warriors, and they knelt down facing the altar.

Afterwards, the members of the Mang tribe were summoned one after another. As long as they did not go out, all of them had to come. For this reason, the trading area was temporarily closed, and the city gate was also closed. All the people from the outside tribes were temporarily expelled from the Mang tribe.

Such a big battle caused a lot of discussion among the outsiders who came to the Mang tribe to trade. No one knew what happened to the Mang tribe.

Yangjiao didn't expect that after taking twenty tin coins, the consequences would be so serious!
The entire tribe suspended all affairs, even if it was only for an hour, the loss far exceeded twenty tin coins,
The people of the Mang tribe gathered in front of the altar more and more, and everyone cast their eyes on the body of the horn. The horn was so frightened that his whole body went limp, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

Wu and the elder came together. The elder learned what had happened on the way, and he was so angry that his beard stood up.

"Snapped!"

The elder hit the back of the horn with his crutches. Pointing at the horn, he said tremblingly, "You... how could you do such a thing? How could you do it?"

"Elder, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, and I will never dare again, Elder, please forgive me this time..."

After all, Yangjiao is a smart man, he knew that this time he was doomed, but if the elder interceded for him, maybe Chen Bei would punish him less.

Everyone in the tribe knows that although the elders don't care about anything, the leader has a deep affection for the elders. He often eats together, and will give the elders a copy of all kinds of good things for food and clothing.

However, the elder snorted coldly and walked aside angrily.

Even though he is old, he is not confused. Chen Bei has summoned the entire tribe, which means that there is no room for maneuver in this matter.

Qingzhu stood aside, she still looked happy and carefree as usual, her face was flat, but there was some anger in her eyes.

When Yangjiao saw this situation, he was completely desperate. It wasn't until this moment that he really regretted that he didn't dare to be greedy, and didn't dare to take things that didn't belong to him.

Soon, Chen Bei came over, walked directly in front of the altar, and stood with Qing Zhu and the elder, without even looking at the horn.

After everyone arrived, Chen Bei stood up and faced all the members of the Mang tribe.

"Today, the reason why I called everyone here is because I learned something that seriously damaged the tribe!"

"This matter is that he, Yangjiao, changed the quantity of goods in the trading area privately and embezzled [-] tin coins from the tribe!"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire tribe was in an uproar.

Twenty tin coins is not a small amount, it can be exchanged for twenty catties of salt, in those small tribes, one life cannot be exchanged for one catty of salt.

Twenty catties of salt can even trigger a war between two small tribes.

Even the Mang tribe can't ignore these twenty tin coins. For most ordinary tribesmen, one tin coin is hard to come by.

"Quiet!"

Chen Bei used the totem supernatural power "Roaring Cow" a little bit, and the excited clansmen immediately quieted down, but their anger remained unchanged.

"Our Mang tribe has just become a big tribe, surrounded by powerful enemies. At this time, I will never allow problems within the tribe!"

"I know that with the appearance of tin coins and the abundance of tribal supplies, a small number of people's mentality has changed."

"But I want to tell you, put away this idea as soon as possible, the tribe will definitely reward those who have made merit, but if someone dares to take something that doesn't belong to him, it will be like a ram's horn!"

Chen Bei finally looked at Yangjiao, but his eyes made Yangjiao fall into boundless fear.

Chen Bei slowly pulled out the bone knife, there were still some faint bloodstains on the bone knife, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.

"puff!"

Chen Bei swung his knife suddenly, and cut off the left hand of the goat's horn in a blink of an eye!

"Ah, my hand!"

Blood spurted from the arm of the horn, and he let out a shrill scream, rolling on the ground in pain.

However, he was actually a bit lucky in his heart, because he thought Chen Bei would kill him directly, and now although he lost a hand, he saved his life.

He believes that with his own mind, it is still useful to the tribe, and he will have a chance to climb up in the future.

However, Chen Bei's next sentence directly shattered this little bit of luck in his heart, and the whole person fell into an abyss.

"Witch, please let the rhinoceros god take action and deprive the totem power of the goat's horn!"

The power of the totem is the capital that the tribal people can survive in this dangerous world. Losing the power of the totem is a more uncomfortable thing than death.

It means that even if you can survive, you will become a useless person in the future, and you will never have a bright future.

"No...no... Wu, don't..."

Yangjiao screamed in horror, unable to control the severe pain in his arm, he wanted to crawl towards the direction of the green bamboo, but was held down by the totem warrior next to him.

Qingzhu ignored his begging for mercy, she walked up to the altar step by step, chanted a mantra, and invited the totem god.

After a while, in the altar, the sleeping flame rhinoceros woke up. It looked at the horn coldly, and then opened its mouth to suck!
"what……"

The ram's horn made a scream that didn't sound like a human voice. The power of the totem in his body was deprived of by the totem god, and the pain in his whole body seemed to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

"Kill me!"

The horn of the sheep screamed heart-piercingly, at this moment, he really wanted to die, not only because of the inhuman pain, but also because he would never see hope again.

Chen Bei snorted coldly and said, "It's not that easy to want to die. Even if you lose the power of the totem, you still have to continue working for the tribe!"

Soon, the horn was so painful that he passed out, the power of the totem on him was also deprived, and the flame rhinoceros returned to the altar.

Chen Bei turned to everyone and said, "From now on, we will demote the goat's horns from the tribe and open up wasteland with tourists!"

In the crowd, a small group of people trembled, and the tragic end of the horn made them realize the seriousness of stretching out their hands indiscriminately.

Losing the power of the totem, and having to open up wasteland with tourists, this is many times more uncomfortable than killing it directly.

The horns were dragged away, and the people in front of the altar gradually dispersed, but Chen Bei stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

It's not that he can't bear it, but he doesn't know how long such a shock can last.

As the tribe grows, the minds of the tribesmen also become more complicated. Many things cannot be avoided fundamentally.

This time it was twenty tin coins, what about next time?What about next time?
Chen Bei didn't dare to think about it.

In the final analysis, human nature is too greedy and the temptation is too great. Even if they know that the consequences will be serious, there will always be people who take risks.

　Thanks to "Huang Aide", the law protector of this book, for the 1500 book coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)