I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

From the black bear department to the west and then to the southwest, Mufeng and his party passed through the old part of Asuka and the old land near the Yishui part.

Because the mouse beards were entangled with Mu Feng to ask questions all the way, Mu Feng didn’t have time to see if there was anything available and edible along the way, but he saw a small piece of sorghum that was half red, and he secretly paid attention to it. As soon as the mouse had no idea, he quietly said to Asuka: "Leave a mark on Baiyue and let him remember where these plants are!"

Asuka did it and arranged it secretly.

The crowd walked diagonally to the southwest for another three days, and finally arrived at the Moxiong Tribe.

Seeing the location of Mo Xiong's tribe, Da Jiang's warriors frowned one by one, and for the first time they saw such a simple tribe inhabited.

This tribe is so simple that there is only water and no mountains beside it, that is, there are not many decent trees.

The straw house is not bad, but there are actually quite a few people living in it.

Every thatched house ran excitedly after learning that their warchief had returned, and one by one they opened the market and whispered something at a distance.

They can guess it without even thinking about it, they are here to see who will be the next one.

Not far away, Mu Feng saw the mess of Mo Xiong's tribe, his face was embarrassed, and he looked at Mouse Beard: "Old, brother, why is your Mo Xiong tribe so poor?"

At this time, the mouse must not conceal it, and said with a smile: "Brother, you have also seen that we have been targeted by so many tribes, and we have to live in this area as a last resort. If it weren’t for the place where we really didn’t live, nor I want to move out to join you, right?"

After a pause, he added: "If we are warlike, wouldn't it be easy to rob and succeed with people like us?"

Mu Feng still frowned: "Brother, although our tribe has enough food to feed so many of you, but the food is not for nothing, we don't raise idlers!"

The implication now is what will your people do?

At this time, Mu Feng must also show his wisdom: I am not so foolish!

Mice must naturally know what Mu Feng means, and for him who lives by joining other clubs, he is obviously prepared for such a question.

He smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, although our Moxiong tribe is poor, everyone in the tribe is very strong and capable. Needless to say, you know that some of the men are strong, even women can do it. Work hard like a man!"

Mu Feng shook his head and expressed his disbelief: "Brother, I came with you as a person who believes in you. You can't lie to me!"

The mouse must pat his chest: "Brother, brother, I've lived such an old age, how could I even lie to you?"

Mu Feng "thought over his face", and then said: "Then you show me what they can do?"

Now it’s the mouse’s turn to show embarrassment: "Brother, brother, I can still lie to you. You can see for yourself the man in my Moxiong clan, which one is not fat and healthy, some is strength, as long as there is a prey , They will definitely be able to fight! The point is that you have seen it too, there is nothing here...

And these women, look, are they also physically strong? They can protect the tribe like men in the tribe, and they will also go out to pick fruit and so on, but you have also seen that there is no fruit or anything here..."

The mouse must have an innocent and helpless look on his face, and clearly said: It's not that they can't do it, but that there are really no conditions around to show them.

Mu Feng looked at Mouse Beard, and said in his heart: "This old slippery head, there is nothing around here, so I can't make it to me! It seems that I need some bait, otherwise you are not honest!"

He smiled and shook his head: "Brother, it's okay to have no prey and fruit, do they always have strength?"

Mouse must be puzzled and nodded subconsciously.

Mu Feng pointed to a stone and said with a smile: "Then let them all move this stone. If they can move, they can join our tribe directly!"

The mouse was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to think that the young man in front of him had such a bright brain, and he would use such a method.

He frowned and said, "Brother, what do you mean, don't believe me?"

Mu Feng rarely showed a "wisdom" appearance, shook his head and said, "Brother, you said that there is no prey. I just let them move this stone! If you don't want to, we will go back now!"

With that, Mu Feng pulls a horse and turns to leave.

"Wait!" The mouse was in a hurry, even the members of the Moxiong tribe behind him were also anxious.

Obviously, those tribesmen who returned to the crowd had already told them that the boy in front of him was a big fat sheep!

Moreover, these people have been mixing food and drinking for a long time, and they have already developed a pair of "wisdom eyes". They can judge from Mu Feng and the mounts he is riding on with the warriors. There are definitely enough tribes they want to join this time. Food-far more than any tribe they have joined before!

Originally, they were still worried about such a tribe with mounts, whether it would be a member of a big tribe.

But some people spread what Mu Feng said, "There are cows and sheep everywhere, and you can kill their prey by throwing a stone at random." Everyone believed it!

You know, cheating and cheating, lazy people are born with a belief: they firmly believe that the pie will fall in the sky, and they believe that the pie will just fall in front of them!

Seeing that their Mo Xiongbu could eat and drink for nothing for a long time, how could they be willing to leave Mufeng?

They looked at Mousebeard anxiously, and shouted anxiously: "Warchief!"

The mouse was also in a hurry, so he trot to the head of Mu Feng Ma's head, and reached out to stop Mu Feng: "Brother, don't go, I'll let you see it!"

Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction: "Well, you let them move!"

The mouse must say again: "But there must be one thing to say. Moving the stone is fine, but there are still very old and children in the tribe. They can't move the stone, so what you just said has to be changed. Strong men can move the stones here, you have to accept these people together!

And I told you before that the entire tribe is joining you! "

Mu Feng was surprised. He wasn't sure if it was because the mouse had to stay with the clansman, or if there were fewer people who were afraid to go, he was insecure.

He thought for a while and nodded and said, "Well, as long as one of you can lift this stone, then he can bring another person to join our tribe. In this way, even if only half of you can move it. This stone can all join us!"

These mice must be surprised.

He stared at Mu Feng and looked at it carefully, as if he couldn't believe that Mu Feng's head was so easy to use all of a sudden.

But if it really is what Mu Feng said, as long as half of the people can lift this stone, the entire tribe can join, and they can still do it.

He nodded and said, "Okay!"

With that, he began to let the people of Moxiong's tribe come forward to move stones one by one.

The bosses of these Mo Xiong tribes were reluctant, but they still did what the mouse had to say.

To Mu Feng's surprise, these people looked lazy, but it was really easy to move the stone.

A stone weighs a hundred or eighty catties no matter what, these one or two hundred young and strong can move effortlessly, and even those young and strong women are easy to move.

"Oh!" Mu Feng almost laughed out loud, secretly said in his heart, "It is said that the idle man is strong, this is not false!"

These people from the Moxiong tribe may not be able to hunt or pick fruit, but if they have strength, that's enough!

Because the big **** nowadays, there are some places where they can exert their strength!

Thinking of this, Mu Feng was happy from ear to ear, and finally smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, yes, brother! You really didn't lie to me! These people can join our tribe!"

As soon as he said this, all Mo Xiongbu's faces showed excitement.

Many others let out a sigh of relief.

Mu Feng recorded the reactions of these people one by one, and he couldn't help but re-examine it...!

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