That night, the tribe held a bonfire meeting.

Two big crocodiles were eaten by the tribe members.

The crocodile's tails are nearly five meters long together. After slaughtering and peeling, each piece will get more than 100 kilograms of meat.

So, more than 200 people in the entire tribe opened their stomachs and each ate full.

Ye Qing's deeds were also praised by his tribe members in this lively atmosphere.

During the day, there were no tribe members who were not present at the scene. After listening to other people’s stories, they praised them and bragged to other tribe members who were not present at the scene, so as to prove that they had not missed this grand event.

They said it was true that they bet on heaven and earth, as if they had really witnessed it with their own eyes.

Therefore, the transmission of people becomes more and more evil.

Lightning, thunder, golden light, etc. were all licked by the tribe members in the process of slaying the dragon.

When the final version was passed back to Ye Qing's ears, he was stunned.

Is it me, is it me, is it me?

Is there such awesome Krass, such sparks and lightning?

Well, maybe there is!

Well, very well, the "deification" plan has taken a solid step.

This is much taller than Liu Bang killing the white snake.

Dragon slaying, how loud!

and……

Really, not fake.

Bonfire conferences are not often held, only major events worth celebrating will be held.

At the conference, the tribe members were dressed in costumes and sang and danced.

They found their own treasured feathers and inserted them on their heads to decorate them.

All kinds of feathers are colorful and colorful.

Of course, their feathers are incomparable to the clan leader's crest.

The clan leader's feathers have the most, longest and most beautiful feathers.

In this kind of occasion, the sacrificial priests are indispensable.

The patriarch came on stage again.

This sacrifice is different again.

It was obvious that the clan leader chanted the festival and danced the movements were obviously much happier.

This sacrifice is to please the gods.

The two crocodile heads were treated as tributes and offered to God for enjoyment.

After worshiping the gods, the tribe members began to eat.

Ye Qing sat next to Taikang, wearing an animal teeth necklace around his neck and a variety of feathers were also inserted on his head.

It was not a road show, but a local custom. He accepted tribal customs and became a genuine little primitive man.

He figured out how to "deify" himself. If he and his tribe members are not on the same channel, how can he "deify" him? It will be half the result with twice the effort.

Taikang was barbecuing meat, and he was scattering the fire from time to time.

He picked out some of the stones surrounding the fire pit that were "sweaty" and pushed them aside. The stones were too crisp and white "sweat" would appear when they were roasted and easily broken.

Ye Qing was enthusiastically admiring the singing and dancing of the tribe. He accidentally saw the stone that was made of Taikang that would sweat. Then, his eyes instantly straightened.

He quickly picked up the stone he had pushed away.

Because I was too anxious, I forgot that the stone had just been pulled out of the fire, so I scooped my hands out of water.

He didn't care about the water bubbles, and pushed the stone to his feet and observed it carefully excitedly.

This is a gray stone, the "sweat" that was roasted, with a silver-white metallic light.

He poked the stone and a small hole appeared on the silver-white metal block.

Very soft.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He laughed wildly, this is tin!

With copper and tin, he can light up the bronze technology tree!

He asked Taikang very quickly:

"Where did this kind of stone come from?"

Taikang saw that Ye Qing was very interested and taught him:

"This kind of stone is a useless stone. It is too soft and it will break when it is touched. Look, it is not even a cornerstone of a fire pit. It will 'sweat' when roasting it and it will spread and break it up on its own."

Ye Qing held the stone that would sweat and tried hard to suppress his excitement. If he didn't suppress it, he was worried that he would dance like an epilepsy.

Ye Qing asked anxiously: "Where is this kind of stone?"

Taikang didn't understand why Ye Qing was so excited and said:

"The cemetery outside the tribe is scattered on the slopes, and it is full of these stones."

Ye Qing: “…”

Is this a "carrying" gift package?

He stretched out his middle finger and pointed it hard at the sky.

"Grass!"

...

Click!

A thick lightning flashed across the dark night sky.

At some point, the sky gathered and the stars disappeared.

After a while, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the raindrops as big as beans fell down.

It's raining.

The bonfire conference ended in a grassy way.

The tribe members scattered their birds and beasts and went back to their homes.

In the next few days, the heavy rain continued during the day and night, and it never stopped.

The rain fell day by day, and the patriarch's face became more and more gloomy every day.

Taikang is no exception, his face is so gloomy that he can twist out water.

All the tribesmen are the same, they all stay in the short and dilapidated thatched hut, looking at the sky in melancholy. The tribesmen seem to have collectively transformed into sentimental poets, sad about spring and autumn.

Crack! From time to time, lightning illuminated the gloomy and worried faces of the tribe members.

Rumble! The continuous thunder sounds hit the hearts of every tribe, causing their hearts to sink and sink!

Hugh! The pouring rain has subdued the hope in the eyes of the tribe members little by little, and hope gradually turns into despair.

The small tribe fell into silence and silence in the heavy rain.

The straw raincoat made by Ye Qing when he was idle played a role at this time.

The patriarch wore a straw hat and a straw raincoat, went out with worries again and again, and then came back with greater worries again and again.

Ye Qing was puzzled by the despair that filled the tribe.

"It's just raining, it's not that the sky has fallen, why are you so nervous?"

Although Ah Xing was also in a state of sorrow, she still explained to him patiently:

"When it rains, the river will flood, and the rice fields will be all by the river, and they will be flooded by the river, but the rice has not yet been harvested..."

Ye Qing's heart sank suddenly.

He is a person who is used to being in the city and will never think of rice fields from rain. When A Xing reminded him, he changed his mind and understood the powerful relationship. He immediately shook his mind and his mind buzzed loudly.

This is really similar to the sky falling!

Although rice likes water, it will also be drowned if it is submerged and soaked in water for a long time.

When rice grains are drowned, the rice will be harvested without harvest. Without harvested rice, this year the tribe will have to live a life of entirely recycled and hunting.

Such days will last for a whole year until next year when the rice is ripe and harvested again.

It is conceivable that the whole year of the day is definitely a nightmare hell.

It is a good idea to have a meal hungry and a meal full.
To be continued...