He rolled around twice, took a deep look at Yao Xiaoqing, and shouted sternly: "Qinghuo, let's go." Before he finished speaking, he ran into the jungle with a broken knife.
Qing Huo staggered to his feet, but was knocked to the ground by two old men who came forward and slashed him with a knife.
"Uncle Agen, look at those two uncles!"
"They are dead, ugh..." A Gen and the two old uncles knelt down in front of them and started sobbing.
Several women hiding in the woods also ran out, knelt on the ground and looked at the dead old man lying on the ground, crying silently.
Yao Xiaoqing shouted and ran towards Yuzi, only to see two arrows hit her back and shoulder, and several arrows in her legs. Fortunately, none of them hit the fatal part.
She hurriedly took out the golden medicine and pulled out the wooden arrows on her body. Yuzi groaned and opened her eyes. She saw Yao Xiaoqing in a daze. She grinned, "Qing Wu..."
Yao Xiaoqing's eyes turned red, "Hey! The Qingsha is here, be strong, the Qingsha will stop the bleeding for you." A woman hurried over, picked up the taro, and put it on her lap.
While Yao Xiaoqing was applying medicine to the taro, he shouted: "Uncle Agen, tell everyone to put the dead old uncle on the back of the cow and pack up his things and return to the tribe."
"Hey!" Agen rolled over and climbed up. While wiping his tears, he ran into the forest and pulled out the ox.
Several people set up the carrying frame, carried the two dead old men on the back of the cow, and tied them with ropes.
Picking up the half-cut knives and bows and arrows that had fallen to the ground, several women carried the bark into a bamboo basket and carried it to the carrying frame.
At this time, the Alinbos from the other side of the pine forest came over with their oxen. When they saw the scene here, they were shocked and said, "What's going on? What's going on?"
Agenbo said sadly and angrily: "The great witch's Yanyu..."
Everyone looked at the dead old man and the unconscious Tao Zi, and thought of their companions who had been chatting and laughing when they arrived. In the blink of an eye, they cried out, and tears fell down uncontrollably.
"Bah!" Alinbo wiped away his tears and spat bitterly at the Qing Huo on the ground, "Jackals and evil wolves, as long as they see a good thing, they want to grab it."
Agen stooped forward and looked at the blood holes on Taro Zi's body, and asked worriedly: "Qing Wu, is Taro Zi okay?"
Yao Xiaoqing applied medicine to Yuzi and took her pulse, "This girl is very lucky. She has no fatal injuries. She should be fine."
Agen nodded, "That's good!"
A Lin stepped forward and said, "Qing Wu, let's carry her back."
"Okay, let's go quickly." Yao Xiaoqing looked at the pale Agen, "Hold Uncle Agen onto the back of the cow and let the cow carry him."
"Hey!" Several old uncles helped Agen onto the back of the cow, Alin picked up the taro on his back, and everyone led the cow out of the woods.
After a while, Yan Yu appeared in Goushulin. He knelt down in front of Qing Huo, who was covered in blood, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring her back to the Great Witch."
After saying that, he put the half-cut knife aside, took off the bone knife and dug a big hole with all his strength, put the Qing Huo several into the hole, and covered it with soil.
He stood in front of the pit, looked at it for a while, picked up the half-cut knife and walked away.
Before dark, Yao Xiaoqing led his people back to the open space outside the tribe's gate, pulled out two cattail mats from the duty room, lifted the dead old man down and placed them on them, and asked people to keep him there.
He took the injured Taozi and Agen back to the yard, ran to the foot of the mountain, and told Yaohu what happened in Goushulin.
Yaohu and Dashi were shocked and angry after hearing this, "Da Mao and Da Wu of the Da Wu tribe are more greedy than jackals."
Dashi said angrily: "Da Ma is a jackal, Yan Yu is not a good thing either."
Yao Xiaoqing said in a low voice: "Father, the dead old uncle is still outside. We need to find a cemetery to bury them."
"Let's bury them in the mountain in the east! That will be the burial place of the Yaoshan tribe in the future." Yaohu turned to Dashi and said, "Blow the horn and let everyone send them up the mountain together."
Yao Xiaoqing thought of the two old uncles covered in blood and said, "Father, I will go find the mountain aunt to freshen them up, put them into clean clothes, pants, shoes and socks, and then send them to the mountain for burial."
Yao Hu said in a deep voice: "Okay! Let them serve the gods cleanly."
Dashi blew the horn, and the deep sound spread throughout the Yaoshan tribe. Everyone gathered at the door of the cafeteria, and Yaohu told everyone what happened in Goushulin.
Everyone was filled with grief and anger, shouting to defeat the great witch.
Since fighting against giant bears several times, the people in the tribe are no longer afraid of fighting.
The warriors who stayed behind shouted: "Chief, we are not afraid of them. The black bear is so powerful, we also defeated him."
Ah Chong clenched his fist and shouted, "Yes, we are not afraid of them and can defeat the great witch."
Everyone shouted, "Defeat the great witch..."
At this time, Mu Feng, Jiang Li and the others arrived at the gate and saw A Lin and a few old men guarding there. After learning the news from their mouths, they entered the tribe with angry faces.
Everyone looked at the piles of food in their main baskets, but there was no joy of harvest on their faces.
Yaohu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming back, "Put down the food and let's send Ah Huo and Ah Hei to the mountain together."
Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!" Mufeng led them to carry their backpacks into the cafeteria.
Yao Xiaoqing and Shan Amu came over with brand new clothes, pants, shoes and socks. Yun Amu, Dashu Amu and several old Amu followed them out of the tribe carrying wooden basins and animal skins.
They cleaned the blood on Ah Huo and Ah Hei's faces and bodies, and put them in brand new clothes.
Everyone stood there quietly, looking sadly at Ah Huo and Ah Hei, who were lying peacefully on the cattail mat.
Yaohu took the big stone and lifted them onto the animal skin. Mufeng and a few warriors stepped forward, each of them grabbed a corner and lifted the two of them up, and followed Yaohu towards the mountain.
Everyone went to the mountain and dug a big hole and put the two of them down.
Yaohu led everyone around the burial pit to sing and pray, and the low and sad singing made people cry.
When we went down the mountain and returned to the tribe, it was already dark.
Yao Hu said to Jiang Li: "Thank you for sending Ah Huo and Ah Hei up the mountain. It's too late now. Just stay here for one night and send the prey back tomorrow."
Jiang Li nodded cheerfully, "Uncle Tiger, if you need me, just ask me."
After hearing this, Yao Hu felt warm in his heart, "Jiang Li, we have troubled you again."
Jiang Li smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Tiger, you are worrying too much. I said that we are neighbors and should help each other."
"Yes! Good brothers are here to help each other!"
Yao Hu moved forward and punched his chest, "Go take a bath and come back to the cafeteria to eat food."
"Yes, Uncle Tiger." After Jiang Li agreed, he led Hei Ba and others towards the courtyard where he lived.
Yao Xiaoqing went to Agenbo's yard and checked him out. He saw black and blue patches on his back and he couldn't even stand straight.
She gave Douzi some herbs for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis and asked her to make medicine.