Chapter 317 Hard-working

Ba Xia Diwu Xuan couldn't explain to them why he came back alone. Looking at these children guessing one by one, he hoped that simplified Chinese characters would be popularized as soon as possible.

"You guessed through my magic that the tribe was in trouble, so you came back first?"

Finally, the third generation of Baicao Wu guessed the answer.

"Bang."

Ba Xia clapped his hands on the ground to indicate that it was correct.

"Let's go back to the altar."

After more than two years away, Ba Xia walked to the altar. Diwu Xuan looked around and found several changes.

The first was that there was a lot of black ash on the buildings of the tribe. This was because of the bonfire burning in the center of the tribe.

Although there were other totems that could release totem fires for use, the eighth generation of witches thought that this place in the center was very sacred, and other totem fires should not be placed here, so the bonfire was always burning in this area in the center.

Secondly, many houses around have become dilapidated. This is because many warriors have left and everyone has moved to the central area.

When Diwu Xuan walked past the re-ignited Fire Tribe Totem Fire and came to the altar, he suddenly found that the Earth Totem Stone was placed upside down here.

"What's wrong with you?"

Diwu Xuan asked with some confusion.

When he saw the Earth Totem, he remembered that he had not seen the Wolf Wizard and the Earth Wizard.

"She wanted to escape, not me. I really didn't think about leaving the Fire Tribe..."

The Earth Totem's voice was full of grievance.

"Who is she?"

Diwu Xuan asked.

Before the Earth Totem could speak, the third generation of the Herb Wizard had already spoken.

"Totem, before the last generation of wolf wizard died, he told us to tell the Earth Wizard about the crazy growth of trees in the resident area. Not long after, the Earth Wizard took the Earth Totem away, saying that he wanted to return to his hometown."

"They left on the ice, but were blocked by a mutated big fish in the sea. The Earth Wizard died on the spot, and their leader escaped with the Totem."

"Now the people of the Earth Tribe are placed in the slave team, cutting down trees every day as a punishment."

He finished his words in one breath, but the Fifth Xuan was a little stunned.

The sixth generation leader died, and his two wives died one after another. This was really unexpected.

The Earth Wizard died, she was busy with the affairs of the Earth Tribe since she came to the Fire Tribe, and she didn't even care about her own son.

Wolf witch Diwu Xuan did care. He still remembered the first time he saw her, she was riding a giant wolf and was full of vigor.

Also, when the sixth generation leader brought the earth witch back, she came to the wolf totem and cried angrily. Time flies, and several decades have passed.

"Wolf Totem has been dead for several decades."

Diwu Xuan asked suddenly, which made all the totems stunned. Finally, it was the chatterbox Ox Totem who spoke.

"It's been 20 to 30 years."

They all knew that the wolf totem that Diwu Xuan was talking about was the female wolf who died of old age, and the current wolf totem Diwu Xuan called him Greedy Wolf.

"Twenty to 30 years?"

Diwu Xuan frowned and was stunned for a while.

No one spoke in the Bagua space, and Baxia was also a little absent-minded.

After a while, Diwu Xuan pulled his thoughts out of his memory.

"Baxia, help the Earth Totem up. It was handed over to us by our ally Sand Totem. There is no reason to treat it like this."

Moon Totem frowned in dissatisfaction. She still remembered the punishment she received after her people betrayed her.

She just thought there was something interesting to watch, but suddenly she was quite unhappy to see Diwu Xuan just brushing the matter aside.

Baxia didn't think so much. He stretched out his claws and swept it, and the Earth Totem stood up.

"Isn't Totem going to punish him?"

the eighth generation witch asked.

Diwu Xuan took a special look at him, and the timid look in his eyes had disappeared. He estimated that the Sixth Chief was away for some time and had released his nature.

He wondered how he would feel when he knew that the Sixth Chief was dead.

Diwu Xuan thought about it, and asked Baxia to give an affirmative answer, and then continued to walk up to the altar.

After two years of absence, the altar was still very clean. This was all thanks to the Eight Pillar Shamans. They took turns cleaning the altar to ensure that it was spotless.

The Fire Tribe was excited for a while, and then they dispersed to rest. They had to cut wood every day and were very tired.

Although Totem had returned, they still had to cut wood tomorrow, so the three shamans urged them to rest.

The three witches and the eight-pillar witches did not leave. They sat cross-legged on the altar and talked about their experiences in the past two years around the fire totem.

The previous year or so was all about trivial management matters, and a management mechanism gradually formed with the eighth-generation witch, the third-generation herb witch, and the music witch as the center, and the eight-pillar witch as the middle level.

The fifth Xuan listened carefully and was quite curious about the transformation of the eighth-generation witch.

But more often, he would focus on the third-generation herb witch.

If you listen carefully, it is easy to find the key points from their narration, because there is a shadow of the third-generation herb witch in everything.

But he will be very smart to guide others to do according to his own ideas, instead of giving orders openly.

It felt like a hidden figure with the talent of assisting the king. If it weren't for the third generation of herb witches, the eighth generation witch would definitely not have come out of the shadows so quickly.

After telling these trivial things, the next thing is that the jungle began to spread rapidly towards the settlement. What

first attracted the attention of the tribesmen was the roar of ferocious beasts that often sounded at the edge of the jungle at night. Through these roars, people noticed the jungle, and it was from then on that they discovered the changes that the forest would spread overnight.

"I have watched it up close. It is the green light that Shi said. It will grow into a towering tree in a short time after it is sunk into the soil."

The third-generation herbal witch still had a trace of doubt in his eyes. Even today, he still couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes.

After they finished their stories, they stood up and said goodbye, and went back to rest. The fifth Xuan didn't say anything more. Since

the second-generation tapir witch was not there, they couldn't communicate with each other.

Not long after the witches returned, it was dawn. The Fire Tribe was in chaos. People ate breakfast noisily, and then took stone axes and divided into three groups, heading towards the jungle in the west, south, and north.

The fifth Xuan asked Ba Xia to patrol the three directions and found that the tribesmen were cutting down the trees that grew last night. Women and children were all involved. It seemed that their cutting speed was not as fast as the growth speed, otherwise they would not have urged him to come back.

In this way, a day passed, and Baxia had been patrolling the progress of felling trees in three directions according to Diwu Xuan's request until night.

That night, Diwu Xuan once again asked Baxia to come to the edge of the jungle in the east and guard this direction. When a light spot fell, he quickly stepped forward and dragged it out.

When the sapling ran out of power, he threw it aside and continued to pull out the second one.

Baxia was very busy that night, but the results were gratifying. More than ten large trees were missed, and the rest were all cleared by Baxia.

"In this way, the burden of the tribe will be reduced a lot, but it is not a long-term solution after all."

Diwu Xuan looked at the place that stood out in the depths of the jungle. It was the former site of the Fire Tribe and the source of the green light spot.

He was thinking about going there again.