A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 64 Clan
"Hmm..." Jiang Qing was half asleep and half awake, her head was still a little blurry.He felt pain in his limbs and bones, and immediately frowned in pain, pouted his mouth, raised his eyelids, and opened his eyes slowly after counting.

In the eyes, it was Lang Mo with a cold smile. He leaned very close, staring at Jiang Qing's cute little movements, feeling happy for no reason.

"Wake up." Lang Mo's fingers gently slid across her tender cheeks, so smooth and tender that one couldn't bear to move them away.Bowing her head, she couldn't help kissing her, "I made some broth, get up and have some soup... I'll take you to Granny Qian's place later."

Jiang Qing nodded, flashing shyness, and pulled the quilt made of animal skin to cover it up. It was a little cool in the morning, and she looked at Lang Mo's face, unknowingly yearning for the warmth.In addition to being gratified, I feel more at ease.

After dawdling for a while, he stood up and rinsed his mouth.

After taking the bowl that Lang Mo handed over, the broth was stewed badly and tasted very fragrant.

After dinner, Mocha came over, the two walked aside, and Lang Mo explained some things.

Mocha left in a hurry, Jiang Qing carefully took out the cumin from the animal skin bag, and carefully spread it on a flat place outside the cave.She kept some for seed, and the rest was going to be used for barbecue.

There were a lot of scattered things, Jiang Qing sorted it out for a long time before drying all the sundries.Wash your hands, now Lang Mo has sent the green vines to the center of the clearing and returned, where Lal taught everyone how to make rattan shoes.

"Are you done?" Lang Mo asked.

Jiang Qing nodded, wiped her hands, and said, "Well, it's all done! Do you want to go to Grandma Qian's, or to see Rin?" Earlier, she was thinking of going to Grandma Qian's place.

There is no written language in the Beast God Continent, and even the language has a strong accent.Therefore, when Granny Qian recognized the number, Jiang Qing was delighted.

But this period of time is the tribe's busy harvest season, and they can't spare time, so they have been delayed.Even if Lang Mo mentioned this, she couldn't wait.

"Don't worry about Rin for now, I'll take care of it." Lang Mo explained, and Rin's poison was cured.However, it cannot be made public for the time being, and he will make plans after he finds out Ya's purpose.

Jiang Qing hesitated, thinking for a moment and nodded.

"What are you going to do with Fanqian? You can't stay locked in the Black Wind Cave forever. The place is gloomy... If something happens to Fanqian, then we will be the ones who will suffer." Jiang Qing said worriedly.

She didn't forget Yan's cold look at that time, Batu Cave was in the westernmost part of the tribe, quite far away from the tribe.That place is facing a vent, with towering trees and no sunlight, even men rarely walk here.

In the eyes of parents, their children are always good.

No matter what Fanqian did, in Ya's eyes, it was always someone else who was wrong.

What's more, this time Rin's incident may involve a third person, making things even more troublesome.

"Closed for two days for the time being, I'll let people watch over there." Lang Mo frowned, but Fan Qian was in trouble, at least for now, she couldn't deal with it again.

The peaceful and peaceful tribe has become complicated with the addition of Ya and his party.And the tribal people who were originally hard-working and solid, seemed to be suspicious, which was one of the reasons why Lang Mo didn't talk about the Taoyuan for a long time.

"Be careful!" Jiang Qing rubbed her forehead, the sun blinked a little, making her uncomfortable.

Lang Mo nodded, and said: "I will handle it with caution, and I will trouble you to keep an eye on the food side. It will soon be the dry season, and I hope Lanskar will finish dealing with the matter of the Black Tiger Tribe as soon as possible..."

In fact, this time he asked Lanscar to follow the red lion to the Black Tiger Tribe, not only to help the red lion to become a leader, but in private, he confessed to the two of them to secretly investigate who contacted Ya.

More importantly, he wants to know who held the strings.

"We will surely get through the dry season safely." Jiang Qing took Lang Mo's hand and said solemnly.

Small and soft.

With a burst of scorching heat, it also warmed Lang Mo's heart.

He is the strongest warrior of the tribe, and he will lead the whole tribe.But no one ever asked if he could do it?In fact, he has only been an adult for a few years, but he has to bear the livelihood of the entire tribe.

He is human, an ordinary human being.

Will be tired, will be sleepy.

"Yes, we will get through the dry season safely!" Lang Mo nodded, adding in his heart that he would get through the dry season safely, and he will hold a marriage ceremony in the spring of next year to marry Jiang Qing.

Right now, he doesn't plan to talk about it.

The dry season is too dangerous, even he dare not say that he will be safe and sound.

In an instant, the two avoided some people and arrived in front of the shallow mother-in-law's cave.

Looking at the entire green bamboo forest, the cool breeze blows, and there is an indescribable comfort and leisure. I have to say that Granny Qian knows how to enjoy it.

At least, currently, no one in the entire tribe has a better living condition than this, let alone the large flat open space in front of the cave that doesn't even have gravel.There are a lot of things hanging out to dry.

Some know it, and some don't.

"Grandma Qian, we're here!" Lang Mo stood respectfully and greeted the inside of the cave.

After a while, the sound of shambling footsteps came from inside.

"Why are you willing to come and see me, an old woman, when you have time?" Granny Qian muttered, holding a wooden bowl in her hand, which was steaming.

"Aconite." Lang Mo cut straight to the point, and said sharply, "Aconite does not belong to our fertile land. Granny Qian should know this better than me, right?"

Granny Qian found a wooden pier and sat down, shook her head, and said, "Aconite poison needs to be refined, and the person who can refine it is at least a clan and tribal doctor..."

"Clan?" Jiang Qing was taken aback. The clan seemed to be higher than the tribe?She has never heard of the clan in the tribe, what's going on?

"That's right, the clan." Grandma Qian nodded and explained: "Ten thousand people can establish a clan. The existence of clans has never been publicly discussed by the tribe. In order to avoid causing trouble. The exchange conference was established by the clan organization."

"Hiss..."

After listening, Jiang Qing gasped.She underestimated the Beast God Continent, and never wanted to get rid of the tribe and the existence of the clan.

No wonder the tribe panicked when Granny Qian revealed her identity as the messenger, but never suspected it.

In the Beast God Continent, there may not be only one messenger.

She should be more cautious, so as not to cause trouble.

"What should I do if the clan is involved in the poison in Lin?" Jiang Qing was worried.

Lang Mo also had a serious face, but fortunately he asked Sha to put Rin in a coma for the time being, otherwise he would startle the snake.

"Langmo handled it very well. The aconite poison can be detoxified but not exposed. He followed the vine to find out the person who poisoned him. Get rid of this threat before the clan takes action." Granny Qian said decisively. Nature is extraordinary.

Jiang Qing was taken aback for a moment, then came back to her senses and looked at Lang Mo.

Unexpectedly, Rin's poisoning would involve the survival of the tribe, and a little carelessness in handling this matter could lead to catastrophe.

The Wind Chasing Tribe is the strongest among the Dead Forest tribes.

However, these are not enough.

In front of a powerful clan, the Wind Chasing Tribe is vulnerable.A tribe with over [-] people feels chills just thinking about it.

This is definitely not the overlord that the Wind Chasing Tribe can challenge at present!
(End of this chapter)