"Yes!" Xiaopang said excitedly, "This is the iron spear we refined and forged these past few days. How about it? Pretty impressive, right?"
Sang Yang looked at the gun in Xiao Pang's hand, and his heart was filled with shock.
He looked at the gun carefully and found that its handle was made of wood, but the tip of the gun emitted a sharp cold light and could even clearly reflect a person's figure.
"Is this thing made from that?"
"Of course not." Xiaopang was about to tell him the details of the gun's origins when Ah Qing's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Xiaopang, who are you talking to?"
Xiaopang turned around and looked at Ah Qing, "Sister Ah Qing, I'm with Sang Yang..."
He was halfway through his words when he saw Ah Qing staring at him.
He laughed dryly, said "I have something else to do", and ran away with his gun.
"Are you the young leader of the Sangyang tribe?" Ah Qing came up to him and looked at him warily. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see the Snow Witch. I have some shells I want to give her."
shell?
Ah Qing glanced into his backpack and said, "You came all this way here just to give Snow Witch a shell? If that's the case, put the shell down and you can go."
When Sang Yang heard that he had to leave alone, he immediately became anxious. In a hurry, he grabbed Ah Qing's hand and said, "Ah Qing, I..."
"Let go!" Ah Qing frowned, "If you don't let go, I won't be polite!"
Before Sang Yang could react, Ah Qing reached out and slapped him on the chest.
Sang Yang only felt a sharp pain in his chest, a fishy taste in his mouth, and he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.
"If you don't leave, I'll call Xiaobai!"
Sang Yang looked at her puzzledly, Xiaobai?
Who is that?
But the next moment, Ah Qing shouted "Xiaobai" to the tribe at the top of his voice.
Soon, Sang Yang knew who Xiao Bai was.
I saw a majestic white figure quickly rushing out of the tribe and rushing straight towards me.
Sang Yang was horrified and ran away in fear - why didn’t he see the white wolf when he came here last time?
But how could he, who was so exhausted, possibly outrun the four-legged white wolf?
The white wolf quickly caught up with him and easily pounced on him. Then, he heard the heavenly voice: "Xiaobai, don't be rude."
Regardless of his own embarrassed appearance, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue was still as energetic as ever. She was carrying a basket of sweet potato leaves on her back. She frowned at him and called out uncertainly, "Are you Sang Yang... the young clan leader?"
Sang Yang felt her body lighten, and the white wolf stood beside her obediently, rubbing its head against Jiang Xue's trouser leg affectionately.
Jiang Xue was getting a little impatient with it and pushed its head away: "Alright, alright, go back and take care of your wife and children!"
Sang Yang's eyes were suddenly opened: the white wolf actually understood what she said and ran towards the snake tribe at a rapid speed.
"How did the young clan leader end up like this?" Jiang Xue looked at him, covered in mud, and felt a little surprised. She looked around again, but didn't see any other members of the Bashan tribe. She frowned and asked, "What happened to the young clan leader?"
Sang Yang stared at the white wolf going away and turned a deaf ear to her words.
Jiang Xue called out to him twice before he came back to his senses. Jiang Xue then asked him, "Young Clan Leader, where are your clansmen?"
Sang Yang then got up from the ground, straightened his hide, cleared his throat, and said, "I asked them all to go back."
"Sent them all back?" Jiang Xue looked at him strangely. "Then you came here alone?"
This is strange. Why would he come to the Snake Tribe alone for no reason?
Sang Yang nodded vigorously. "I want to learn pottery from you, and I also want to learn..." He thought for a moment and said, "Iron." At the end, his ears turned red. "I also want to learn to play the flute from you."
Jiang Xue suddenly realized.
It turns out that he came here to learn skills from a master.
"But you are the young clan leader, can't you just arrange for a random clan member to come over?"
It's better to give face to the Buddha than to the monk. Since he spent forty bags of salt to exchange for two cows because of my words, I will teach him one or two things.
Sang Yang shook his head: "This is also what my father meant."
When he thought about his father supporting him to come here, he felt very proud in his heart.
Jiang Xue nodded: "In that case, come in with me."
No matter what, since he had come, he had to be accommodated first. As for whether he could endure hardship and was willing to work hard to learn, that was not within his consideration.
As soon as Sang Yangren stepped into the Snake Tribe, the white wolf that had knocked him to the ground just now began to growl at him again.
"This is the wolf I raised, named Xiaobai." Jiang Xue explained to him awkwardly, then shouted at Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, we're all friends, stop being so rude."
Sang Yang followed Jiang Xue into the bamboo house.
It was his first time stepping into the bamboo house. There were not many things in it, only two shelves and a few large jars with lids.
There were some strange things woven with bamboo on the shelf. He took a step forward out of curiosity and saw some tiny insects inside.
Sang Yang immediately asked curiously, "Xue Wu, why do you raise so many insects?"
"Oh, those are silkworms. They are worms now, but when they grow up they will be able to spin silk. Then we can use the silk to make clothes and quilts. They are very good for keeping warm."
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