Chapter 38 Weapons and Traps

When everything was over, the vines slowly retracted, leaving only more than fifty pale skeletons on the ground, with all the flesh and blood gone.

"Thank you Fuji-gami for destroying the enemy!"

Jiang Xuan sincerely thanked Gu Teng.

If Gu Teng had not taken action, the people lying on the ground now would be the people of the Teng tribe.

"Thank Fuji-gami."

Others also bowed to the ancient vine.

Those tourists witnessed the miracles performed by the ancient vine with their own eyes, developed a fanatical belief in the ancient vine, and felt a stronger sense of belonging to the vine tribe.

Above the ancient vine, a green light flashed, then gradually faded away and returned to its normal state. Only the green leaves made a rustling sound in the wind.

In the sunlight, the giant dragonfly was clinging to a vine of the ancient vine as if nothing had happened, with its wings folded, hiding under the green leaves to rest.

After a long time, everyone stood up.

Uncaria asked, "Chief, what should we do with these bones?"

Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Hang all the skulls on the trees in the southern forest, and dig a hole to bury the other bones."

"Also, gather up all the weapons they left behind and move them back to the bamboo house."

The skulls were hung on the trees outside the tribe, which served as a powerful deterrent to outsiders who came to the Teng Tribe in the future.

But the Teng tribe is too weak at the moment, and can only use this method to scare people.

Those weapons are good stuff and can greatly supplement the weapons and equipment of the Teng tribe.

After all, primitive weapons are extremely time-consuming to make.

After receiving Jiang Xuan's instructions, everyone in the Teng tribe immediately got busy.

They first dug a big pit and buried all the bones except the skulls. Then they assigned a group of people to hang more than 50 skulls on the branches of the trees in the forest south of the tribe.

As for the weapons, clothes, personal belongings, etc. left behind by the Mosquito Tribe hunting team, they were all moved into the bamboo house and would be distributed by Jiang Xuan when the time came.

When they finished all these things, it was almost evening.

In the forest south of the Teng tribe, more than fifty pale skulls were hanging on the branches, swaying in the wind, which looked very scary at first glance.

At night, Jiang Xuan and four others gathered around the fire pit in the bamboo house to discuss the distribution of the weapons.

Jiang Xuan said: "Today, although we killed those people with the help of the vine god, no one knows how many people are left in this tribe, and no one knows when they will attack again."

Jiang Xuan looked around and said, "So, I suggest that we give each of those tourists a weapon so that they can protect themselves."

Chishao nodded and said, "I agree. These tourists were quite brave today."

The tribesmen value the use of force, and brave people are always respected by others. If those tourists begged for mercy directly today, Chishao would look down on them.

"I agree."

"agree."

"I listen to the leader."

The three teenagers also expressed their agreement.

Jiang Xuan said, "Okay, since everyone agrees, Gou Teng, go and call those tourists over to get their weapons."

"I'll go right away."

Gouteng immediately stood up, lit a torch, walked to the bamboo house where the tourists were, and conveyed the leader's words to them.

Gan Song was quite excited because it meant that they had been officially recognized by the Teng tribe. The other tourists were also very excited.

Led by Uncaria, the twelve tourists followed Uncaria to the big bamboo house.

In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan stood up and said to the tourists: "I have said before that as long as you are loyal to the tribe, the tribe will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"You all performed bravely today. The tribe has decided to reward each of you with a weapon."

Gan Song said excitedly: "Thank you, Chief."

The tourists' eyes lit up as they looked at the pile of weapons on the ground.

Jiang Xuan pointed at the weapons on the ground and said, "Pick whatever weapon you want. Remember, each person can only pick one."

There were more than a hundred weapons left behind by the Mosquito Tribe hunting team, because most warriors had two or three weapons, such as spears, short spears, stone or bone knives, bows and arrows, etc.

Jiang Xuan and his four companions had already picked out these weapons and took away the best ones because they were warriors and could exert greater combat effectiveness with better weapons.

Most of the remaining weapons are also intact. After all, they are weapons used by the hunting team. Both the material and workmanship are relatively good.

When the tourists saw that there were so many weapons to choose from, they immediately smiled happily.

Some people like to use spears, some like to use knives, and some like to use bows and arrows. Choosing the weapon you like can also bring out stronger combat effectiveness.

"Come one by one!"

Jiang Xuan didn't let the tourists scramble for the items, but asked them to line up and choose one by one.

Intimidated by Jiang Xuan, the tourists could only suppress their inner excitement and went over to make their choices one by one.

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Gan Song chose a bone knife because he only had one arm and the stone spear was not very convenient to use. The shorter and more flexible bone knife was a good choice for him.

Other tourists also selected their favorite weapons and were all overjoyed.

"Okay, now that everyone has made their choice, go back to sleep and work hard in the future. The tribe will never treat you unfairly."

"Thank you, Chief."

Gan Song thanked them again and then took the tourists back to sleep.

Many tourists did not sleep well that night because too many things happened that day, which had a great impact on their minds.

However, there is one thing they all agree on: staying in the Teng Tribe is the most correct choice.

After the tourists left, Jiang Xuan thought for a while and said to the four people: "I decided to dig another tunnel in the bamboo house where the tourists live, so that if danger comes, they can quickly escape to the foot of the stone mountain."

“Also, it would be best to set up some traps in the forests on both sides of the tribe. Even if they can’t hurt the enemy, they can serve as a reminder to us so that we don’t have to rush like we did today.”

Chishao said, "We all listen to the leader."

The three young men also nodded. After going through so many things, they not only trusted Jiang Xuan very much, but also admired him very much.

They do whatever the leader says.

"Okay, then it's settled. Tomorrow, Uncaria, you lead the tourists to dig tunnels, and the others will follow me to set traps."

After these things were confirmed, Jiang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The food in the pottery pot was already cooked. The five people filled their stomachs with their own bowls and chopsticks, chatted for a while, and then went to bed.

…

To the south of the Teng Tribe, about three days' journey away from the Teng Tribe, there is a tribe that has just settled down in the mountains. This tribe is the Mosquito Tribe.

There is also a swamp where the Mosquito Tribe is located, but this swamp is wider and larger than the swamp where Jiang Xuan encountered the Whip Tree.

Mosquitoes like humid environments, and the mosquito tribe with the bird-billed mosquito as its totem naturally also likes such places.

Because there is more food in the swamp, and there are bird-billed mosquitoes to protect it, and they don't have to worry about mosquito attacks, such a place is very suitable for them to live in.

The houses of the Mosquito Tribe are different from those of other tribes.

Because the environment they lived in was very humid and it was impossible to live on the ground, they created a building similar to a stilt house.

This type of building is built against the mountain, with one side leaning against the mountain where a fire pit can be placed, and the other three sides are suspended in the air, with the house supported by pillars and stones, away from the damp ground, making people live more comfortably.

Of course, the houses built by the Mosquito Tribe are very primitive and simple, and cannot be compared with those exquisite stilt houses, but their functions are similar.

At this time, in a stilt wooden house in the center of the Mosquito Tribe, the atmosphere became very depressing because of three bird-billed mosquitoes that escaped from the Vine Tribe!

(End of this chapter)