A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 315
"Falcon, deal with it..."

Lang Mo turned sideways, signaling Falcon to get rid of the smell of blood so as not to cause trouble.

Falcon stepped forward, quickly disappeared and left.After a while, he walked back and stood quietly in the corner.

Tassen was very nervous, and Farrow guarded the injured Nellie tightly.

These people are so strong, they couldn't even notice half of it after restraining their breath.If they really made a move, the three of them might not be able to resist even a single move.

Although somewhat biased, there is no doubt that this is the truth.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in the Blackwood Tribe? What are your intentions?" Lance said lazily.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he swept across the three of Tasen indifferently.His strength is slightly better than Mulong's, which is not bad, but his vigilance is too low, and his reaction is too slow, even Kong Kong can't compare.

Lang Mo meditated, chewing the jerky from time to time.Staring at the snakeskin bag in his hand, he didn't care about the three of Tasen, his handsome face was eye-catching under the dim blue candlelight.

The three of Tasen looked at each other and said, "We are from the Prisoner Snake Tribe, I am Tasen, and this is Farrow and Nelly... The purpose of coming to the Blackwood Tribe is to take away our people, and you can kill or cut them as you like." It's easy!"

Mulong snatched six women from the Prisoner Snake Tribe, which can be regarded as one-third of the women in the Prisoner Snake Tribe. How can they reproduce without women?For this reason, Tasen and the others did not hesitate to risk their lives and broke into the Blackwood Tribe. They did not dare to let too many people enter the Blackwood Tribe, so the others were outside to respond.

Nellie, I have been to the Blackwood Tribe.So this time she led the way. Everything was going smoothly. After confirming the location, I just waited for tomorrow night to organize people to rescue the tribe.But before leaving, Nellie accidentally kicked something and made a noise that alarmed the patrolling people of the Blackwood Tribe.

This is what happened next!
"It's better than Mulong, and he looks passable." Lance said narrowly.Squinting his long and narrow eyes, he casually looked at Tasen. His skill was a little weaker, but his personality was tougher than Mulong's.

Hearing this, Tasen's body felt stiff, and he looked at Lance in fear, as if he had encountered something dirty, and avoided it.It made Rosanne laugh out loud, she knew very well Lance's wicked character.

Looking at Tasen's terrified expression, Rosanne was overjoyed.It seems to be saying, Lance, you also have times when you are deflated, it's really fun!

"I'm not interested in men, I only like Nellie." Tasen said in a naive voice, and hurriedly hugged the injured Nellie carefully.Farrow simply bandaged the wound on his leg, which stopped the bleeding.

He raised his eyes and listened to Tasen's endless words.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes, this Tasen is really a fool.He understood that people were teasing him, but why did he take it seriously?That's why Nellie could stand his crazy behavior.

"Don't worry about him, this idiot. I'm Farrow, the priest and doctor of the Prisoner Snake Tribe." Farrow said frankly.Just now, Falcon threw the medicine powder he used to stop Nellie from bleeding.This action let him know that these people were not from the Blackwood Tribe, at least not their enemies.

Just because of Mulong's respectful attitude towards these people just now, the origins of these nine people in the room are unusual.

Don't let Tasen, an idiot, offend people!
Even if you can't make friends, it's best not to make enemies with him. Anyone here can single out him and Tasen!Even the woman hiding in the corner is like this!
"That's right, there is finally a smart guy!" Lance raised his eyebrows.

His teasing eyes glanced at Farrow, and he felt that this person was a fellow with him and worthy of friendship.

"It's easy to say." Farrow said calmly.

Lance asked, "Who did you come to the Blackwood Tribe to save?"

"Half a month ago, while the men of our tribe were out hunting, Mulong forcibly abducted six women and four children, tortured and killed ten elderly people, and seriously injured more than ten people..." Farrow's tone was stern, revealing his disdain for the black people. The deep hatred of the wood tribe, the deep-rooted hatred can only be washed away by blood.

However, the Heimu tribe relied on the high-level clan, and they couldn't shake Mulong at all.This hunting meeting will be an opportunity for the prisoner snake tribe to fight back, but in order to prevent the Blackwood tribe from taking the opportunity to sell the tribe as slaves to the clan, they can only take risks before the hunting meeting and try to rescue the tribe before then.

"Damn Mulong!" Luo Shan said grimly.

Moga said calmly: "There are many people imprisoned in the big house on the west side of the Blackwood Tribe. There should be someone you are looking for." He was in charge of investigating the west side, so naturally he did not miss the unique big room on the west side.There were a lot of women tied up inside, and he was curious about what was going on, but now that Farrow said that most of those people were kidnapped by the Blackwood Tribe from other tribes.

"There is a haystack in the south, and there are many good things hidden in it." As he said, Edie handed the things in his palm to Langmo, and said, "This is like the rice that Jiang Qing once said. The rice they eat tastes different, but it feels like it should be the same thing.”

Lang Mo put down the snakeskin bag and fiddled with the dozen or so grains of rice that Edie handed over.He didn't miss Nellie's gasp, raised his eyes, stared at Nellie with dark eyes, and asked, "Do you know this thing?" It was not a question, but an affirmative tone.

Nellie swallowed, staring at Langmo nervously and panicked.

Seeing that Nellie didn't speak for a long time, Lance chuckled and said, "You'd better tell what you know, he has a bad temper..." He didn't finish speaking, but the meaning of threat was self-evident.

The gentle and slightly warm voice has a clear rhythm, which can be heard like the words of a devil.

"Ahem!" Farrow took half a step forward, blocking Lang Mo's cold sight, and explained with a clear cough: "This is rice, which came from the clan. Mulong used some means two years ago to ask for it from the clan. I got the rice seeds and planted rice around the Heimu tribe, but two-thirds of it was used to honor the clan, and there was not much food left."

The Prisoner Snake Tribe spent a lot of effort in exchange for some rice seeds.

A lot has been planted in the tribal waterland, but every time there is a good harvest, two-thirds of it has to be handed over to the clan, and the rest is not enough to feed the tribe.But in order to eat an extra bite, they had to suffer silently. Compared with not even being able to drink rice porridge, they could only gnaw on the bark. At least the rice porridge, although thinner, could fill their stomachs and not starve.

"The Prisoner Snake Tribe knows how to plant?" Lance was still smiling, obviously bathed in the spring breeze, with a gentle smile.But in the eyes of the three of Farrow, they are more terrifying than demons!
Farrow nodded with difficulty, admitting it.

The tribes under the clan know more or less how to grow rice and wheat, but the clan's exploitation is too severe, and they can't save much surplus food.Coupled with the competition among tribes, many tribes can only end up being annexed, and finally reduced to slaves.

"Mo, what do you think?" Lance's expression froze, and he immediately exuded a terrifying aura.

Lang Mo lightly swept over the three of Farrow, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he raised a chilling arc, and said: "Keep it, we need a chess piece that can move around the clan..."

(End of this chapter)