There were no clocks or watches, but the Indians' timekeeping road was simply amazing. They said that they arrived the next day, and then they arrived the next day. When the sun tilted and showed half of their smiling faces, the holy place for the temporary gathering of various Apache tribes was revealed in front of Mao Xingjian.

What is even more admirable is the skills of these people. No wonder Chi Lu is called Chi Lu. She is leading the way in front. She is as clever and fast as an elf in the mountain. No matter how difficult it is to walk on the rocks, she is like a flat ground. She has seen the skills of the Su people, which has already made the Black Pearl Sailors in the professional army feel inferior. Chi Lu even made Dongfang Meng feel a little inferior.

No wonder the American empire was so strong in later generations. They still fought for life and death for many years with these indigenous Indian talents. Fighting with these Indians in the mountains was a nightmare.

However, after arriving at the place, Mao Xingjian was a little disappointed. This place was just an ordinary valley, empty, and there was a trace of fire at the top of the valley. There were a row of totem poles with various animal bones hanging on the edge of the valley.

When Mao Xingjian was stunned, Chi Lu led her tribe members to step into the valley, and the third totem pole with the bones hanging on the head of a lion, knelt in a row, and then kowtowed devoutly. After a while, she stood up again. A group of tribe members scattered around to find the wood fire-attracting items. Chi Lu personally found a dry flat wooden board, and a thin branch was tied on it, and then turned quickly.

At first, Mao Xingjian thought she was performing another religious ceremony, and he was curiously squatting on the side and watching with relish. After a long time, he saw the wild matriarch rubbing his hands and the wheat-colored forehead was covered with crystal beads of sweat. Then he suddenly realized that this girl was drilling wood to make fire!

Full of helplessness, Mao Xingjian touched her pocket, then quickly walked to her, patted the girl on the shoulder, and handed her hand over.

"Hey!"

Looking at the small iron box with a phoenix carved in Mao Xingjian's hand, Chi Lu's bright big eyes clearly showed a sense of confusion, but as Mao Xingjian pulled his thumb, a small flame suddenly rose in front of her. The girl screamed like she saw a ghost and staggered on the ground.

"Stop getting into it, right!"

Regardless of whether the girl could understand or not, Mao Xingjian put the lit kerosene lighter down on the wood she had been drilled for a long time, and then walked away in a big way. Even so, the female matriarch still had a long time to walk up carefully. She was very primitive and funny, holding the small flame up and down. Not to mention her, the hunters of the mountain lion tribe who were carrying firewood were also in surprise and looked around there.

After fiddling with her for a long time, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Mao Xingjian with interest and looked at him with a smile. The matriarch's face turned red. She was so angry that she sent off a few embarrassing subordinates, then grabbed a piece of wood and lit it.

After a moment, a stream of hot flames finally started to burn. The pile of firewood probably also added a secret plant that only Indians knew, and a stream of black smoke rose into the sky.

Holding the lighter that was still burning, Chi Lu walked back carefully, holding something magical object, and held it in front of Mao Xingjian with both hands. However, looking at her appearance, Mao Xingjian held back her smile and closed the cover of the lighter, but did not put it away. Instead, he took out a chain from his pocket, and ran it around the edge of the lighter, and then hung the lighter on Chi Lu's neck like a necklace.

This scene was a bit ambiguous, and the movements were like hugging the heroic and sassy matriarch. In the distance, Han Xiaomo couldn't help but pursed his little mouth.

Chi Lu herself was obviously a little shocked, looking at the lighter hanging on her chest in disbelief. Then she was nervous to pick it again, but before she could pick it off, Mao Xingjian was already shaking his head and was already in a state of great luck. Looking at the prince's graceful back, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth with a silence. Finally, a smile of shame and joy appeared on the corner of her mouth. Chi Lu let go of her little hand again and let the lighter hang on her body.

Although different races and different meanings are different, it seems that the methods of flirting with girls are different from ethnic groups.

After this small episode, the Apache Hunters and the Snake City sailors were no longer so alienated. After running all night, everyone was already hungry. There was no need to pay attention to the fires that summoned tribesmen. Someone went to a nearby mountain spring to fetch water. People on both sides hung up the pots and cooked porridge from the burning fire.

As the sound of pickles drinking porridge was simmering, a group of about twenty people also emerged from the entrance of the valley, similar to the red deer. They found their priest totem pole and kowtowed a few times. The Indians were really not talking much, and they just came to chat with him. They looked at the cows that Mao Xingjian stopped there. Then the team also found an open space to sit cross-legged, drilled wood and set up a fire, took out some unknown meat from their bags, and roasted it.

If you farm, one acre of land can support one to two adults. If you live a nomadic life, it will be almost seventeen acres to support one adult. Hunting is even more terrifying. There are also cases where people starve to death by 100 acres or thousands of acres. Hunters are lonely. Even tribes under the same tribe are far apart. It took a whole day from the arrival of the first tribe in the morning to the arrival of the last tribe in the evening.

After the last tribe, and the ground squirrel tribe with a bunch of small heads on the top, arrived, the Gegu Ge barbecue conference came to an end!

After kowtowing to the totem pole of his own tribe, the tail of the five ground squirrels was stained with the crown, the face was wide in shape, and the skin was covered with wind, frost and wrinkles caused by survival in the wild. I don’t know whether the chief of the ground squirrel tribe was forty or fifty. It was also the chief of the Apache tribe’s tooth rat at this time. He raised his staff that was thicker than ordinary people, and shouted in Apache in a loud voice.

It was probably asked who started this gathering. Chi Lu stood up directly from the crowd and shouted in Apache, who was not understood but seemed quite rough and arrogant. Yashi and Chi Lu communicated for a few words and didn't know what to do. Then Chi Lu's fingers hit Mao Xingjian's face. Listening to her words, the entire venue suddenly became boiling. All Apaches stood up and bet on Mao Xingjian.

It was not a good feeling to be stared at by pairs of hunters who seemed to be glowing in the night. Even the prince felt a chill on his back and couldn't sit still. He stood up with a smirk and hugged Quan at the Indians around him.

"For the first time we met, you don't have to be restrained, you are lonely and easy-going!"

Of course, his words were useless, but Chi Lu was still useful. He held a spear in his right hand and Chi Lu pointed at the Apaches attending the meeting. He was so excited that he didn't know what he was shouting, but turned around and pointed at Mao Xingjian with his left hand. As her screaming, the Apaches who stood up in horror obviously became depressed and sat back again. Some even lowered their heads in shame and helplessness.

Even the chieftain's tooth rat choked for a moment, then he hung his face again with solemn and mighty look on his face. This time, he turned his head to face Mao Xingjian, and a short and rapid shouting in Apache.

"The prince, Chief of the Tooth Rat said that the Sioux released prisoners of war, so the Apache owes you a favor. The Apache sect will treat you with VIP specifications, and then ask you what you do when you come to the Apache sect?"

Although the release of prisoners of war harmed oneself and benefited others, the Siju Snake City was resentful, but it was a good diplomatic face. With this opportunity, Mao Xingjian quickly looked at Su Yu and asked him to carry the pot that had been mixed on the stove and handed it over to the tooth rat. At the same time, his voice was high and he shouted loudly.

"I came here alone for peace. The Sioux is willing to provide food for the Apache tribe for winter. If you are willing to worship the three corn gods, the Sioux is willing to teach the Apache tribe how to cultivate corn and tame the bison! And ced the land on the south bank of the Snake River!"

The sensation caused by a series of words was no smaller than that of the Sioux chief who arrived at the Apache tribe. Some of the chief Apache tribes were unbelievable and ecstatic, some curiously tasted the rice porridge that had smelled the fragrance of a day, some were full of shock, and were full of vigilance, while others were simply furious and roared and cursed. The valley that had been quiet all day long finally turned into a vegetable market, with groups of people singing teeth and claws and chirping.

After the messy roar lasted for a few minutes, a roar like thunder suddenly rang out again, roaring everyone. In their shock, the tooth rat held his old face full of wrinkles and frosty as if it were pig's liver, and shouted at Mao Xingjian angrily.

"Apache will not betray the hunting gods and traditions! It will not accept charity! Next war, Apache will also open a net to the prisoners of the Sioux to repay this kindness. Now ask the Sioux chief to leave the Apache!"

This is the order to expel guests! Mao Xingjian was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't understand. He could clearly eat and keep warm together, so why did he have to bite the old rules and fight to the death?

He was helpless and bent his hopes on Chi Lu. The fierce matriarch did not disappoint his expectations. Carrying the heavy spear, Chi Lu walked straight to the Tooth Rat. With the former holding his head and proudly looking, he suddenly pointed the spear on his face. I don’t know what she was shouting, and the Indians who supported or opposed it were boiling, holding up the weapon in their hands, screaming.

"This, what the hell happened?"

The importance of learning a foreign language well was fully reflected. Seeing the cheering crowd, Mao Xingjian was sad and turned his head anxiously and asked.

But this time, Su Yu was stunned for a moment. He was a little excited and trembled and explained.
Chapter completed!