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"Don't turn around." Tian Yang said to him, "Keep the focus."
Overwintering like a spinning top with a sad face: "I, I'm afraid..."
There are old and experienced grannies helping Lu Shui in the room, but the pain is still louder.
It is a risky thing to give birth to a cub. Although a wild woman in good health is less likely to encounter danger, it cannot be said that there is no danger.
Rong Yue wanted to go in and help with the Holy Light, but as soon as she opened the door, she was yelled at by the grandma inside: "Don't make trouble!"
"..." Rong Yue had to withdraw.
Everyone waited anxiously outside, and most of the tribe woke up.
This will be the first life born of the Xingyue tribe, and it will feel more sacred for no reason.
Finally, when it was just dawn, a baby's cry could be heard in the room.
"The little brat is safe!" Grandma came out happily: "It's well raised!"
The crowd cheered continuously, the sound waves were flying, the drums rumbled, accompanied by the golden sunrise.
Under the rising sun, everything was plated with light.
Rong Yue was defeated by the feeling in her chest, she couldn't help choking, but at this moment, a bag was stuffed into her hand.
"What?" Rong Yue looked at the little freckles, and the other party smiled stupidly: "Everyone wishes you a smooth journey, a letter to you!"
After speaking, he took out another bag and stuffed it into Tianyang: "This is the leader's!"
The two looked at each other, then opened the envelopes.
The jerky fonts, all written on charcoal strips and bark paper, look crooked, and some are hard to read.
But the message was conveyed.
-[I wish the moon sacrifices to be safe. ]
-[I love the Xingyue tribe. ]
-[Yue Sacrificial Ceremony and Lord Tianyang are all smooth, smooth wind! ]
-[Be sure to come back safely, the Moon Festival is the best looking. ]
-[Thank you very much! ]
…………
Rong Yue held her throat to calm down for a while, and felt that Tian Yang's palm covered her vest.
The warmth supported him, he smiled brightly, and shouted: "One year at most! We'll be back—"
The author has something to say: change the map tomorrow! mua everyone! !
Rift: The slides on me haven't set up well sad.
Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
20 bottles of the past; 10 bottles of fluorite; 5 bottles of Dugu Erbao; 1 bottle of Xiyue Yanxiamiao;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 79
Blue Ocean Tribe.
Over the bustling street market, a long bunting hangs, fluttering in the wind.
The clouds are very thick, but they move very quickly, sometimes it is overcast as if it is about to rain heavily, and sometimes the sun is so fierce that people can't open their eyes.
Because of the strong wind, the stalls were in a mess, and even the stones that were pressing down on the stall cloth were blown away.
But the fiery atmosphere was not dissipated. In order to fight against the sound of wind and waves and other people's haggling, the people shopping in the street competed with each other, one louder than the other.
"Ten beads! No less!"
"I want all the rest of the eight beads. Look at your shredded scallops, how could anyone still want them? Sell me together!"
"Can't I take it back and make the soup myself? Jiuzhu, otherwise I won't sell it!"
"Hey, go, go, nine beads are just nine beads..."
Next to this stall selling dried scallop meat, a skinny boy with bright eyes pricked up his ears listening to the tug of war next door.
After a while, he seemed to understand something, and shouted in a similar manner: "Fresh dried scallop meat! Ten beads in a small pot! It's big and complete—"
He hasn't changed his voice yet, and the childish voice is crisp and bright, as immature as a little oriole, attracting the attention of passersby.
"Ten beads and a small pot?" Someone stopped and lowered his head. The young man timidly asked for a laugh: "Yes, sister, it's very big. My dad just fished it up not long ago, and it wasn't long before it was completely dried."
A passerby rummaged through his burlap bag with her hands: "It's not too big, it's too expensive. Eight beads."
The young man swallowed his saliva, learned the words of the stall owner next to him, and said with confidence, "Nine beads, otherwise I might as well take it back and make soup at home. My father is sick, and he's not well."
The elder sister hesitated for a while, and finally asked for a small pot, gave him ten small pearls that were not very round, and said, "Your stall is too small, I thought you and the next one belonged to the same family. "
The boy counted the pearls happily and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, sister, the brother next to me will be leaving soon after the sale is sold out. I'll move it after he leaves."
After Sister A left, she sold three small pots of dried shellfish one after another. More than half of the boy's sack was left.
The stall owner next door glanced at him, packed up his things and prepared to leave, and the young man moved there cautiously.
"Have you heard? There is a lively scene over there on the bow!"
"What's the fun?"
"It's said to be a heavy reward for medical treatment! A reward of one thousand beads is offered! Someone has been sent to the nearby tribe to spread the news."
"Ah, is that the strange disease? Lanshui's family is numerous and fierce, but it seems that a few cubs in his family are sick..."
"It's also pitiful, although I don't like Lanshui's gang at all."
"..."
The young man listened and wanted to watch the fun, but after looking at the contents in his bag, he settled down and sold it honestly.
His dad is also sick and needs to be replaced with beads.
Although it was a pity to sell the grain, it was still my father's life that was more important.
After that, some people came one after another, and the young man sold most of the dried shellfish.
He weighed the heavy bag of pearls and ran happily towards the bow.
The bow is the highest level of the Blue Ocean Tribe, and it is also the most lively place.
Many, many years ago, the Blue Ocean Tribe once owned a huge treasure ship that went out to sea. Later, the ship broke down and ran aground on the shore.
The rear part of the big ship was broken, dismantled, or washed away by the sea, leaving a huge bow lying across it.