Chapter 515 The Grassroots Nightmare and the Shock of the Sheep Tribe Leader
Not only the people were attracted by such movement, but also Mr. Lu who was drooling over there looking at the small rapeseed in the field.
This guy definitely likes to join in the fun.
After standing there with his neck stretched out and taking advantage of his advantage to watch for a while, he quickly ran over with his hooves open.
He squeezed away the people surrounding him and joined in the siege against the grassroots.
Seeing it coming, two dogs immediately stepped aside in recognition, leaving their buttocks to the deer.
Uncle Deer was not polite at all, he lowered his head and hit the grass roots with the horns of the branches on his head.
It likes to touch its buttocks. This problem was left over from when it was sparring with Fu Jun. Many wolves have suffered from this move.
The screams of the grass roots were much louder than before.
The senior brothers who were running towards Fu, ready to drive them away, stopped what they were doing at this time and stood aside to watch.
Of course, they were not appreciating Mr. Lu’s butt-butt magic, but they discovered that the lucky general did not bite him to death.
The grass roots were just thrown to the ground by them, holding them down to prevent them from running away. The real perpetrators were actually the deer eating grass.
The deer's attack was not known to be fatal, so they did not immediately drive it away.
Han Cheng also rushed over. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing.
"Shut up! Stop!"
Han Cheng opened his mouth and shouted stop.
When he, the real boss, spoke, they immediately got up and stepped aside. Only Mr. Lu, the more arrogant deer, took the opportunity to attack the frightened grassroots, and then stopped.
Then he snorted at Han Cheng as a greeting, then turned around and left with a flick of his tail.
There is no consciousness that the perpetrator should have.
Fu Jiang secretly glanced at Han Cheng, and without much hesitation followed Uncle Deer, followed by his group of descendants.
Well versed in hit and run.
From the two attitudes towards Han Cheng, we can basically understand why Fu Jiang was led by Uncle Lu.
These guys are going to become sperms sooner or later!
Han Cheng thought like this and began to look at Cao Gen, who was holding his buttocks in shock.
I found that there were no traces of wolf bites on my body, and the biggest damage probably came from Uncle Lu, a guy who specializes in using dirty tricks.
After discovering this result, Han Cheng felt relieved. If they were biting randomly, they would have to be properly trained.
After thinking about it like this, doubts arose again, because Fu Jiang and the others had never taken the initiative to attack people in the tribe. Today's behavior was really a bit abnormal.
"What's going on?"
Han Cheng looked at the crooked nose of Cao Gen and asked.
Don’t worry about the grassroots not understanding it, because the very dog-legged rabbit hair has already started to translate on the side.
Cao Gen didn't dare to hide it, so he told what happened before. After telling him, he looked at the Son of God with great anxiety, for fear of being punished.
After understanding the whole story, Han Cheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
If the grassroots hadn't spoken out today, he wouldn't have known that these guys had done such shameless things.
This grassroots was also unlucky, being bullied into this state by a pack of wolves and a deer.
Uncle Lu and the others were not injured, but they still took advantage. What Cao Gen and the others did was done a long time ago.
At that time, they had no idea that the deer were raised by their own tribe.
Therefore, Han Cheng did not punish the grassroots for this incident.
However, the vindictive dogs and unscrupulous deer were not so generous. In the following days, they pounced on the grass roots every three days.
When they saw someone coming, they ran away, causing psychological trauma to those who were bullied at the grassroots level.
It wasn't until Han Cheng, who couldn't stand it anymore, caught one of them and kicked them a few times that the grassroots' nightmare was finally over...
On the third day after Eldest Brother and the others returned from the Soaring Snake Tribe's lair with their captives, the leader of the Sheep Tribe came with some people from the tribe.
Every year around this time, they come here.
They carried some sheepskins and some dead sheep, and they brought a lot of things.
These things are used to exchange salt with the Qingque tribe.
As for pottery, after successive exchanges over the past few years, their tribe no longer has much shortage.
The people of the Sheep Tribe, who had just experienced a great harvest, were in a very good mood, and came all the way to the Qingque Tribe with a strong confidence that "the tribe has sheep, so don't panic."
Then he was shocked by the sight of the Qingque tribe and stood there for a long time.
people!
Lots and lots of people!
This large number of people are distributed inside and outside the Qingque tribe, and they are constantly busy.
When they came last time, there were far fewer people in this tribe, but now, they suddenly have so many more people!
Are they attacking other tribes? This neighboring tribe has become an evil tribe?
This was the first thought that appeared in the mind of the leader of the Sheep Tribe after being shocked.
The emergence of this idea gave him the urge to take people and escape immediately, away from this tribe.
Because after this tribe becomes an evil tribe, as their neighboring tribe, their own tribe will definitely suffer a blow.
The worries of the leader of the Sheep Tribe were relieved a lot after seeing the still kind-hearted Son of God and the leader.
After a simple greeting, the leader of the Sheep Tribe immediately began to ask what happened to the Qingque Tribe and why the population suddenly increased so much.
Under the panicked gaze of the leader of the Sheep Tribe, Mao, the leader of the Yuan Donkey Tribe, appeared in front of him. Then he burst into tears and danced to tell the leader of the Sheep Tribe the misfortunes of their tribe and the kindness and power of the Qingque Tribe.
The leader of the sheep tribe was stunned again, so much so that he didn't even notice the snot thrown at him by the leader of the donkey tribe.
He did not expect that there would be such a powerful and evil tribe around their tribe.
If what they find is not the donkey tribe but their own tribe, then the people of their own tribe are afraid...
Fortunately, this powerful and kind tribe wiped out the evil tribe, otherwise, our own tribe would also become extremely dangerous.
After understanding the whole story, his last trace of worry about the Qingque Tribe disappeared. Not only that, he was also very grateful to the Qingque Tribe.
So much so that in the next transaction, he just gave the Qingque Tribe two more sheepskins...
The leader of the Sheep Tribe led the people of the Sheep Tribe and left the Qingque Tribe carrying the traded salt.
After walking forward for a while, he stopped and looked back. Looking at the tall wall, he felt that his tribe became smaller as he grew larger.
The joy of harvesting a large number of sheep disappeared.
As long as he can remember, his tribe has been able to obtain a lot of sheep. After so many years, the tribe has not changed much compared to before except that they have learned to raise sheep.
And this sheep raising was learned from this tribe.
On the other hand, this neighboring tribe could not obtain so many sheep, but they could quickly become stronger through other methods.
I remember that before, the population of their tribe was about the same as that of my own, and their tribe was not as wealthy as our own, but now, everything has changed.
In front of this tribe, the population of my own tribe is not worth mentioning at all, and the sheep obtained every year are nothing to be proud of.
Fortunately, this tribe is as kind as ever, otherwise...
How great it would be if the Son of God came to his tribe from the beginning...
The leader of the sheep tribe turned around and left, thinking about this impossible thing again.
As for robbing the Son of God, he had long since stopped thinking about it.
