Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 184 City 4



Chapter 184 City 4

Chapter 184 City 4

After Xi Shi was poisoned by the ball flower, Ji Lang had been thinking that he was the one among these people who knew more about this thing, after all, he had often seen various promotional videos before.

So I naturally paid more attention to Xishi, and mentioned him from time to time when I was with Qingjiu.

Qingjiu usually seems to be a non-competitive person, but when it comes to things like this, every time he hears Ji Lang talking about Xishi, he always feels unhappy.

The night before leaving the tribe, Qing Jiu squatted on the side of the road and roasted potatoes. There was constant laughter in the room next to him. It took a long time for Ji Lang to come back with a bag of fried noodle powder.

"Take this with you. I just sent some to Zhou and the others. When the time comes, you can just boil some water outside and soak it in water. It's very filling." Ji Lang said as he stuffed the cooked noodle powder into the backpack that was already quite full.

After hearing this, Qing Jiu felt even more unhappy. He would leave the tribe for several days early the next morning, but this man did not want to come back early to accompany him and went to find Xi Shi again. He even gave the things he brought back to others first.

"Be careful when you take things, don't tear them or everything will leak out." Ji Lang was still reminding him, but the person sitting on the stool didn't make a sound. He walked over and pushed the person, "Why didn't you say anything? Did you hear me?"

Qing Jiu then responded in a sullen tone.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sleepy?" Ji Lang squatted down and glanced at him.

"No." Qing Jiu sighed in his heart and suppressed the inexplicable grievance in his heart. He felt uncomfortable because they were going to be separated for a short period of time, and he didn't want to let his emotions affect Ji Lang.

But this inexplicable grievance surged as if to drown him, and made him feel a little uneasy. He couldn't help but ask, "What did you say to Xi Shi? You seemed very happy."

Ji Lang didn't think too much at this time, and joked, "What? Are you jealous? He didn't say anything, but Xi Shi said that this was also a rare experience for him, and he could rest and didn't have to go out with the hunting team. I feel that he should be getting better soon, and he seems to be feeling less and less uncomfortable recently."

After talking for a while, Qing Jiu was silent. Ji Lang was wondering what was wrong with him today, when he heard this man say, "I would rather be the one poisoned." At least he could keep this man around him.

After all, the two of them had slept in the same bed for such a long time, so even if he didn't say it explicitly, Ji Lang would understand what he was thinking after a little thought.

He suddenly became a little angry and slapped Qingjiu on the back, his hand was numb, "Do you know what you are talking about? How uncomfortable is it to get that thing stuck on you?"

He didn't say the rest, because such thoughts were selfish and despicable. If someone had to suffer this kind of pain, he definitely wouldn't want that person to be Qing Jiu.

And the way he said this sounded as if he had some other intentions towards Xi Shi.

Rather than calling them friends, he actually regards Xi Shisa Shiguo Qi and the others as family members.

Qing Jiu felt a little regretful after saying that, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. Suddenly, his heart seemed to become very small, unable to accommodate anything except Ji Lang.

Ji Lang would often get angry because of various things in the tribe, or because of the mischief of a few little kids, but his anger was only superficial, and everyone knew that he was deliberately making a stern face to scare people.

But at this moment, the discomfort in his eyes, his red eyes, and his lowered eyebrows all indicated that this person was really angry.

Qing Jiu was a little at a loss, this was not his original intention. He reached out and pulled him between his legs, burying his head in his warm arms, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, please don't be angry."

Ji Lang hit him angrily, feeling a little aggrieved. He tried to explain to Qingjiu that lover is lover, friends are friends, and family is family, but he felt that Qingjiu actually understood these things. Instead of preaching, it would be better for the two of them to hug each other quietly and enjoy the peace of the moment.

So the two of them naturally rolled into each other while hugging each other. At first, Ji Lang was still awake and kept resisting. After all, Xiaoman was sleeping next to them, and it would be really embarrassing if he woke her up.

As a result, Qingjiu, who was a little upset, piled the quilts that the two of them were sharing together, like a small hill, separating Xiaoman from the two of them.

Later, Ji Lang was beaten so badly that he tried to get off the bed, but was grabbed by the waist and pulled back.

Before losing consciousness, he cursed and said he would settle the score with Qing Jiu when he woke up.

When Qingjiu woke up early in the morning and was about to leave, Ji Lang, who was originally groggy, woke up for some reason and bit Qingjiu's arm hard twice.

He still felt unsatisfied, but he really didn't have the energy to seek revenge right now, so he cursed the man again and said that the matter was not over yet and he would settle the score when he came back.

Staring at the two scabbed tooth marks on his arm, Qing Jiu still felt a little guilty. He really was ruthless this time. He was not bragging. After he left, Ji Lang would probably not be able to get out of bed and jump around for two days.

The burning of dry grass and branches dug out from the snow produced a lot of smoke, which made the other people standing nearby cough. The animal trainers and the animals hiding in the cave were even more uncomfortable. There was chaos inside, with angry curses, heart-wrenching coughs, and the roars of the animals.

After two days of rest, the dozen or so weak people hiding in the cave regained some energy and it was time to pack up and go back.

The women were fine. Even in the cold season they would occasionally come out to dig up some grass roots and bamboo shoots to satisfy their hunger. Although it was difficult to walk in the snow, they could barely keep up with the team.

But the children suffered. Every time they stepped on the snow, most of their bodies were in the snow. They didn't do a good job of keeping warm, and large amounts of snow fell into the cracks in their fur coats. After a while, they were shivering with cold.

Seeing this, the hunter nearby took off his bag and handed it to his partner, and consciously carried the children who were unable to walk on his back.

On the way here, when Aqing had difficulty walking, Aqiao always carried him on his back, and it is still the same now.

The children, who had thought they were going to be abandoned, felt like crying as they lay on the broad and warm backs of the hunters.

Unfortunately, the snow was too thick and there was no cart, so they could only carry some of the salt they had dried. The rest was buried properly on the original salt mountain, hoping that it would not be destroyed by passers-by or animals.

There was a snowstorm on the way back, and with the addition of a dozen new people, the journey was much slower than when we came. The journey that was supposed to take three days and two nights took almost five days.

Two children became sick due to the cold on the way, but fortunately they took medicine with them when they left, so although it was dangerous, they were safe in the end.


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