After binding the planting ability, I am farming and raising cubs in the beast world

Chapter 119

He had heard about the trade between the Bird Clan and the Xize Tribe, but if the Xize Tribe could come up with any good things, the Bird Clan would only exchange some things that others didn't want.

"Don't worry about it, you should pay more attention to whether there are any spies around you, maybe there are really sent by other tribes!"

Roy didn't take it seriously, snorted softly, turned around and left. Yuqing watched Roy leave coldly, just as the crowd dispersed.

There was nothing in the left and right stalls, so he ordered Xinghe to pack them up. There were animal skins and salt, and for the rest of the day and tomorrow, he simply let them go around and play around by themselves.

"Thank you for coming to help, and we two tribes will have dinner together tonight." The voice of those words was very similar to Yunzhi's.

Yuqing looked at Yun Zhi, who was like a soft bun, her gratitude was beyond words, and they nodded in response to each other. There is no need to say something explicitly, as long as it is tacit.

"That's a good relationship. Shulin can bring Xinghe together. Let's eat and drink well at night, and ignore some bad things."

Yun Zhi stood in front, smiling like a stealing kitten, and Mo Chen treated him with indulgence and indulgence with no lower limit or bottom line.

As long as Yun Zhi doesn't risk herself, Mo Chen will let her go.

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Roy returned home playing with the Snake Scale Knife, knowing that there were not many people hiding the Snake Scale Knife by his side, and he knew it wasn't stolen by Yuqing's gang of birds.

"Priest, it's impossible for our own people to steal the Snake Scale Knife." Bu He had a rare expression on his paralyzed face.

Of course, Roy knew that his own people would not steal it to frame the Bird Clan. On the way here, he robbed some of the Bird Clan's feathers, and he was too busy filling the vacancy in time, let alone stealing the Snake Scale Knife.

If anyone else knew where the Snake Scale Knife was, it was the Flying Lion Tribe who checked the belongings of each tribe.

If you want to wait for the snake clan and the bird clan to fight, you can take advantage of it later, don't think about it!

"Hehe! Since you want to play, let's play together." Roy put away the snake scale knife, beckoned for Buhe to come closer, and whispered something in Buhe's ear.

After speaking, Buhe went to pick out a few clever, agile, and fast-handed orcs, and took advantage of the crowds to disperse them to the booths of the Winged Tiger Clan, Fox Clan, and White Wolf Clan.

Feel here, look there, and after a while, several people meet in the backlit corner of the stone house behind the host's Flying Lion Clan booth.

The luminous crystal of the fox clan, the transparent stone knife of the winged tiger clan, and the spike necklace of the white wolf clan are all unique to each tribe.

Buhe personally covered up the smell for others and confirmed that it was correct, and they all smiled sullenly.

After doing what Roy ordered, Bu He took the people back to confirm that there was no problem, and Roy crossed his legs in the room, waiting to see the joke about the flying lion tribe.

Snakes will be punished for every grievance. If they dare to plot against the snakes, it depends on whether the snakes are mud balls that they let them rub.

As Roy expected, some people were surprised when they saw items unique to other tribes appearing on the Flying Lions booth.

Originally, he wanted to see the joke about the snake clan and the bird clan, but he didn't expect that the joke would fall on him before half a day had passed.

The fox tribe is easy to deal with, but the winged tiger tribe and the white wolf tribe are both big tribes, not as easy to deal with as the fox tribe.

I heard that Qiao Ge, who was also the cub of the lion king and also the priest, came forward later and compensated the two tribes for some things before calming down.

Ever since the divination of the existence of the divine envoy, Georg has tried his best to find it. He also thought that he would recover from his injury today and perform another divination. He did not expect that he would be sent to solve such a trivial matter.

Returning to the stone castle with a sullen face, Yas took two bites of the fruit and smashed it towards Georg's head.

Georg did not hide, a hard and brittle fruit smashed on his head, the pulp was all over his head, and the juice flowed down his forehead.

"Tell me what's going on."

"Someone stole something unique to other tribes and put it in our place without any smell left."

Others just fought back in the same way, so why aren't they angry anymore.

That night, he saw with his own eyes that Yasi sent people to the snake tribe and secretly took a lot of things. I am afraid that the snake scale knife is just one of them, and there are other things.

"Trash, go back, don't wander around if you have nothing to do."

Facing Yasi's vicious words, Georg has long been numb, and without any hesitation, he strode away from the stone castle and returned to his own hut.

It's ridiculous, being the cub of the lion king and the youngest priest, he ended up living in a simple thatched hut where stray animals couldn't live.

The straw shed was cleaned very clean, with a faint aroma of herbs. In the corner, a bed was made of cuboid stones, with a layer of hay and animal skins on top.

Georg sat on the bed in a daze, then lay down, his eyes fixed on the roof of the grass shed above, secretly lost in thought.

"Envoy, where is it?"

Didn't Yas want to be the real king, so he wouldn't let him do what he wanted, and who would dare to be the king if God sent him out.

Unless it is the king personally selected by the envoy, he is only the patriarch, and Yas is not even worthy of being the patriarch, let alone a king.

The envoy himself, who was talked about by Georg, was leading Fengze and the others to move the clay pots. The pots were fragile, and they didn't bring a lot when they came out. Roughly, there were about forty of them.

There are not only common pots, but also pots, bowls, plates, and shallow pots, all of which are beautiful and practical.

It was just put on display, and the price was lower than that set by the Snake Clan. It was very popular with everyone, but there were always people who would jump out, and it was still the kind that didn't have a brain.

"As soon as the theft happened today, the Xize tribe took out the clay pots of the snake tribe. Is this a self-inflicted confession, admitting to stealing things from the snake tribe?"

"It turns out that it wasn't the Bird Clan who stole things, they were just taking the blame for these shameless aliens from the Xize Tribe."

"The bird tribe also said that they had dinner with the Xize tribe at night. Now that they know that they are protecting others from disaster, can they still eat this meal?"

"Why do I think the pottery pots of the Xize Tribe look better than those of the Snake Tribe? They are basically two different pottery pots..."

These words are destined not to be splashed, and will soon be submerged in the tide of words.

They can say what they like, and the things they make themselves are displayed openly for business. Don't they want to give up the opportunity to make money because of a few ignorant mouse shit?

The silence of the Xize tribe made those people with ulterior motives talk more vigorously, and even said that the Feishi tribe stole other tribes' items as the Xize tribe stole it to deliberately frame the Feishi tribe.

Yun Zhi sat in the room, listened to every word that was said outside, and rolled her eyes a few times, anyway, Mo Chen was quite happy watching.

Mo Chen cut the big apples into pieces and put them on the plate, "Come on, eat more fruit, those people don't have brains, don't argue with fools, right?"

Enjoying Mo Chen's thoughtful feeding, Yun Zhi rolled her eyes less and less, and she ate more and more happily.

(End of this chapter)