I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The two people who were frightened and stupefied by the third child no longer dared to glance at them, let alone move them.

They really felt that without the wood wind, their lives in Dajiang's tribe might be in danger at every turn.

Because not long after that huge bear had just left, a pack of wolves ran towards him.

Although there were not many wolves, they were better than big ones, and one by one was not restrained, so they rushed towards them in Da Jiang's tribe.

"Master, Master!" Konoah sighed deep in his heart, "He is Master Master, who dares to provoke such an identity!"

But Changning already felt that she could not think anymore at this time, even if the little white wolf she was thinking about came to face her, she didn't dare to reach out and touch it anymore.

Because the little white wolf has grown into a big white wolf!

And after it ran on the head, it sniffed around her and Konoa, which also made her feel very uneasy.

Had it not been for Mu Feng's foot to disperse these wolves, she would almost cry in fright.

"Great, Chieftain!" Changning subconsciously grabbed Mu Feng's arm.

She could see that all these beasts were afraid of Mufeng, and it was safest to follow him.

Even Konoah leaned against Mu Feng subconsciously.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, these are the beasts that I have domesticated, and they won't hurt people casually!"

However, no matter what he said, Changning had made up his mind not to leave.

Mu Feng couldn't, so he had to let him come to the Tulou with his arm.

Changning was only able to let go after entering the Tulou, and he was relieved with a sigh of relief.

She patted her chest, her pretty face was filled with rejoicing: "Fortunately, okay!"

Konoah also took a deep breath, settled, and looked at the still immature young man in front of him. He couldn't believe that so many beasts were tamed by him.

You know, there is still a strange horse in front of the teenager!

When he thought of that strange horse, Konoah couldn't help but shocked again.

It seems that the beasts around this boy are not simple!

Konoah hadn't fully recovered from the shock of the beast, and was immediately stunned by the internal structure of the earth building.

He regretted not insisting on letting Warchief or Dawuzhu come.

Because from Da Jiang's entry point to here, everything he saw was something he hadn't heard or seen before.

With his eyesight and wisdom, he can only see the extraordinary of these things, but definitely can't see the mystery.

I believe that the Great Chief and Dawuzhu can come here at random, and they will be able to understand something.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered what he said when he met just now.

"Let Changning marry Dajiang, it seems that she didn't feel wronged!" Konoa thought, "It is also Maduo, Mingzhu, who is also the candidate of the next great chief in the Blue Bird department. How can I marry another department?"

"But if she really marries Da Jiang and the two have a good relationship, as long as the chief is willing to teach me these things, why don't we have any hope of revenge?"

Konoah was thinking about it here, while Mufeng led them to the patio pergola and motioned for them to sit down.

Then he took out the tomato and cucumber and handed them to the two, quite like a modern host in hospitality.

Konoa was surprised and found that Changning picked up the tomatoes and ate them. Then he realized that he took the tomatoes and ate them.

With just one mouthful, his eyes gleamed-he had never eaten something so delicious.

Needless to say, it was another surprise.

Konoa was eating tomatoes and looked around. Seeing the doors of the surrounding rooms, he guessed somewhat that people lived inside.

In the bottom of his heart, he wondered if he could spend a bit of money to ask Mu Feng how to build such a house, but he thought of the outer city wall, the house in front of him, and the tomatoes in his hand, none of which he had heard or seen before.

He vaguely understood that if he wanted to obtain these things, he was afraid that it would not work without sufficient price.

Just as he was thinking about whether to speak, he suddenly saw the paper on the table. There was a "mountain" pattern on the paper, which was the "pattern" taught to them by Dawuzhu.

Don't think about it, Changning must have written it.

It just made him very puzzled that the chieftain was using a branch with animal blood to write on the animal skin, which was not clear.

Why can there be such a flimsy-looking thing in Dajiang, and the "patterns" in the book are so clear?

He asked: "Warchief, what is this, can it also be used for book print?"

Mu Feng froze for a moment, then realized that the "bookmark" he said was "writing", and then nodded: "Well, it's used for bookmark!"

Konoa's heart was shocked.

He suddenly remembered the proud look of their Da Wuzhu after creating this kind of "pattern". He said that the "pattern" he created was something that no one had seen before and no one could think of.

With the "pattern" in the Blue Bird Department, you can book various things and things in the future.

Therefore, Dawuzhu has long been regarded as the supreme saint in their tribe, and the pattern he taught has become the supreme glory for all who can learn.

So far, Konoah has only learned 31 patterns.

No matter how much, Da Wuzhu didn't teach him, and he couldn't remember.

But at the moment, this young warchief, he even knows how to print?

Without waiting for him to ask questions, Changning directly solved his doubts.

She said excitedly: "Uncle, look, the patterns of the warchief are different from ours!"

"Huh?" Konoah was taken aback, and hurriedly looked at another one that was already full of patterns. He didn't even recognize each pattern, but it looked much better than theirs.

He even intuitively told Konoa that the pattern on their Great Witch Zhushu was far less than the pattern on the thing in front of him.

He still has a feeling, that is, his own Great Witch Zhu, and he does not know much better than the young chieftain in front of him!

He tentatively asked: "How many lines can you write, the chieftain?"

"How many lines?" Mu Feng scratched his head subconsciously.

This is really hard to say, there are almost 100,000 Chinese characters, but only two to three thousand are commonly used.

He thought for a while and said, "Two or three thousand, what's the matter?"

"Hiss!" Konoa and Changning took a breath, "How is it possible! We don't have a hundred!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head.

He can't always say "your great witch Zhuneng invented tattoos is already the smartest type of person in this era".

He smiled and said: "Maybe in a while, your Dawuzhu will be able to meditate on more tattoos!"

The two of you look at me, I look at you, the shock on the face is still hard to hide-it's meditation again!

The "meditation" that can be met in Dawuzhu's place is as easy as drinking water to eat in front of this young man!

"Or is there any special way he can easily enter the meditation state?" The two thought about it, and finally came to such a conclusion.

Otherwise, they really can't understand why such a tribe has so many things and existence that they don't understand.

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