The old man who had never experienced love was unaware of any crisis that was going on, but he still knew that it was not a good time to observe and study Da-da carefully at this moment. Looking at Yuan Zhan's calm face, he asked curiously, "Why did you come here? Didn't we agree to meet at the foot of the mountain that crossed the hunting ground? Is everyone safe?"

  It was agreed upon by them after they came out of The Salt Mountain Tribesmen. Although there were some changes in the way, the plan was basically carried out according to the original plan. For these 1,500 people, they had no intention to fight with The Moer-Gan from the beginning. And what he said was that they should regroup at the Moer-Gan open place where the various tribes of the market could hunt. There were a lot of hills connected to it, and then the old forest run deep in the mountains.

  "We have arrived at the hunting ground, where there are many wild animals. It's very unsafe to walk at night. They also need rest." It's easy for Yuan Zhan to say that I want to sleep with you, but it's difficult for him to say things like I'm worried about you. He doesn't have that nerve to do that at all.

  "Are you worried about me?" Yan Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled. At last, he was not unconscious.

  Yuan Zhan didn't speak. Seeing that he was wet throughout, he reached out and pulled at his clothes.

  Just as they landed ofshore because Da-da's transformation was exciting thing for him, he forgotten where he was, Yan Mo felt how cold the river wind was after he got out of the excitement. He sneezed two times, rubbed himself up three or two times, and took out his spare pants from his pocket and put them on.

  Yuan Zhan didn't care about Yan Mo being seen before. Everyone was so naked and looked at a lot of things. But now he can't accept his priest touching others. He doesn't want his body to be seen either.

  Yuan Zhan blocked Da-da's view.

  Da-da didn't look at the naked man either. His hide fell into the water when he changed shape. When he saw that Yan Mo could make dry clothes, he went around Yuan Zhan and asked for them.

  Yan Mo threw Yuan Zhan a leather skirt to him.

  Yuan Zhan was upset, but said nothing.

  After a brief tidy-up, the three men went on their way immediately. Their path crossed close to the garrison of the Moer-Gan warriors. It's not a good place to stay for a long time. If it weren't for the night, they might have been noticed by them.

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo both have night vision. With a bit of stars and moons in the sky, they can see the neighborhood clearly and walk without torches.

  And Da-da may have beast genes that make it easy for him to walk in the dark.

  Yan Mo stood and looked back when the three men walked silently and quickly crossed the Moer-Gan Garrison and made a detour to a higher slope.

  The Moer-Gan fire has been stopped, far away, dark and smoke invisible, but you can see that the Moer-Gan residence has lit a lot of torches, it seems that it is still busy and vigilant.

  "Will Meng be okay?"

  "He can escape as long as he is not found by high-ranking warriors. You don't have to worry about the Snake People. Meng will bring them over. I'll leave a sign for him along the way.”

  Yan Mo nodded. “Meng's ability is very good, but it's too hard on him. When he brings the snake man back, he has to take someone to The Salt Mountain Tribesmen. When he gets back this time, I'll see if there are people like him in Fei Sha Clan.”

  "It's a long way to go." Yuan Zhan is not as optimistic as he is. He also looked at Yan Mo's map on the beach, which seemed simple, as long as they approached the Jiu Yuan along the river.

  But in fact, they have to cross mountains and mountains, deep mountains and old forests that may not have been traveled by humans at all, water and river, pestilence, beasts, snakes, poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, and savages. If combined with the pursuit of The Moer-Gan, they don't know when they will be able to walk back to The Jiu Yuan.

  Meng complained to him that he had followed the boat of The Moer-Gan all the way along the river. If he hadn't run fast and was afraid to climb the mountain, he would have died several times if he had.

  Yuan Zhan saw that Da-da had automatically set himself as the man responsible for guarding the surroundings when they spoke, and his dissatisfaction was slightly reduced.

  "Jiu Feng should bring the Water God in, and then I'll ask it if there's any way to get us through the water."

  "Unless The Water God follows us all the way up to the river. The slave from the Moer-Gan told me that there were terrible monsters in the water, and that even the Moer-Gan People would not dare to walk in the water without the turtle tugboat, the Moer-Gan's Priest is always asking the Water God celestial phenomenon so that she can engrave her blessing and deterrence on the ship to prevent those monsters from attacking the ship."

  Yuan Zhan said, "It's Jiu Feng, who also regards us as his people. You are the one who cares for it. It will help the Jiu Yuan and help you. When you go to the Water God, what conditions do you need for the Water God to promise to help us? Why do you think The Water God has been hovering around The Moer-Gan and not leaving them?”

  Yan Mo sighed, knowing what Yuan Zhan was reminding him, "Spouses, food, The Moer-Gan can provide those, but we can't."

  Yuan Zhan wishes Jiu Yuan had none of that none is a slave weird rules. If he could, will take only a dozen or twenty slaves a year or even a few years to get the patronage of The Water God. The deal wasn't too cost-effective.

  Yan Mo rubbed his forehead and asked him, "What do you think?"

  Yuan Zhan didn't want to make that decision, but he had to say, "You go back first, and the tribe can't live without you. I will take people along the river. When you're free, let Jiu Feng bring you to me and bring us red salt or something. If we walk fast, maybe I can take people back to the Jiu Yuan before winter.

  "The Moer-Gan? What if they chase you?"

  "On their turf, it’s easy for them to show their strength, when they have left their turf, they will return there." This is Yuan Zhan's experience in fighting with ethnic groups.

  Yan Mo looked up at the sky, and the crescent moon obliquely hid in the dark clouds. It was the second half of the night.

  Yuan Zhan didn't want to be separated from him for so long. Looking at his face, he reached out and touched his icy cool face. "Don't worry about the Salt Mountain Tribesmen. The Salt Mountain Tribesmen Hei Qi said that they were following along the river. Their salt mountain should be not far from the river. Let's go around a little bit. Just to meet them."

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  "I'm not worried about the Salt Mountain Tribesmen." Looking at Yuan Zhan's disbelief, Yan Mo grabbed his hand and added, "Really. For me, the Salt Mountain Tribesmen are similar to other tribes, and you don't have to treat them as special objects in the future. I'm thinking about another thing.”

  "What's the other thing?" Yuan Zhan's voice was deep and clearly there were so many people waiting for them, but he couldn't help wanting to be intimate with his Little Priest at this time, after which they would be separated for a long time.

  He lowered his head, rubbed his forehead with the tip of his nose, and rubbed his nose all the way down.

  Yan Mo looked up and suddenly wanted to laugh. How is it that they looked like they were kissing?

  Speaking of kissing, the barbarian opened his mouth and bit him.

  Yan Mo put his head on him and said, "Stop fussing and get down to business."

  Da-da peeked at them and licked his lips. He wanted to join them too! In his view, closeness is to make a scene, hold each other together, you bite me, and I bite you.

  Yuan Zhan bit him again, this time in the ear.

  Yan Mo somehow did not push him away this time, until the other side bit him on the neck and sucked hard, the man had a tendency to continue to bite and do something else, he just tore the other side's head which was about to stick to his chest.

  "I have an idea…… Do you want to listen or not?" Yan Mo finished, he turned his head. "Da-da, you have to watch the surrounding!"

  Da-da, with a low whine, climbed onto a boulder and squatted down, but his eyes still swept at them from time to time.

  Yan Mo was busy and didn't pay attention. If he did, he would be surprised to find that Da-da's eyes reflected green light in the dark.

  Yan Mo suddenly took a breath of cold night air, this animal! It's no longer polite to turn over the golden needle and stick it in someone's forehead.

  Yuan Zhan grinned with pain and had to open his mouth. Before leaving, he reluctantly licked the skin.

  Yan Mo grabbed his ear and pulled it hard. "You don't see what situation we’re in?"

  Somebody hummed, when? Do you have time to touch other men by the river, and I'll lick you twice, and then you won't have time? If you think about it, you'll catch another bite.

  Yan Mo wiped the saliva off his face without expression and brutally pinned a needle into someone's particularly prominent part.

  "Ouch!" Yuan Zhan let out a strange cry and almost jumped up.

  Da-da was shocked and stood up.

  Not far away came the roar of wild animals and the smell of fishiness in the jungle.

  They stood here too long to stay. Yuan Zhan grabbed Yan Mo and ran. Da-da quickly followed.

  This time the three men arrived at the location of the large army in one breath.

  Under a windward slope side of the mountain, Yuan Zhan cleverly made a roofed semi-cave within the slope and with the help of the terrain incorporated a clever assimilated hiding cave, so that they could light a fire in the cave and not be found by The Moer-Gan, as long as they guarded against the cave entrance.

  When Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo came in, most people were sleeping.

  Seeing that Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo are safe and sound, the people in charge of the alert are all refreshed.

  Yan Mo made a low-pitched gesture to keep the defenders from waking up.

  The watch guard nodded excitedly and rushed to make room for them to sit down and rest, while others brought them water.

  Da-He and Shan Gu were very alert. They woke up as soon as there was movement. They saw Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo. They were very happy. They got up quickly and quietly came to them and sat down.

  After Yan Mo had eaten simply, he wanted to draw a simple topographic map on the ground, according to the map provided by The Guide, but when he could draw a map, he found that these people could not understand the meaning of those map symbols, and he could only choose another way.

  He drew a crooked ditch with a stick and said, "This is the river."

  A stone was placed next to the river's midstream position. "This is The Moer-Gan."

  Then he replaced the meadow with several bushes of weeds, planted several branches on the ground to represent the woods, and kneaded the mud into blocks to make mountains, thus creating the simplest sand table.

  With this sand table topographic map, the interpretation is much more intuitive.

  Yuan Zhan and others didn't understand what he meant at first. They almost understood when he talked about it.

  Sensitive to war, such as Yuan Zhan and Shan Gu, the importance of this pseudomorphic sand table chart was felt almost immediately.

  Shen-Gu was even more surprised at how Yan Mo could understand the landscape and route from The Jiu Yuan to The Moer-Gan? He thinks this young priest is an incredible existence.

  First his amazing pocket with lots of things, then his bone objects, and his ability to communicate with The Mountain God Jiu Feng and The Water God Tian-Wu, now he has maps that maybe only the Gods knows.

  the map seem common at first glance, but for the indigenous people who can't afford to leave out more than a hundred miles for fear of getting lost, it's just like a metaphor.

  Yuan Zhan was also surprised that Yan Mo had taken out the map for the second time, but he kept his surprise in mind and did not show it.

  Yan Mo did not know that he shocked everyone once again, pointing to the topographic map very seriously and saying, "You can see from the sand table, first of all, we cannot always walk along the river."

  Originally, it was called sand table. Everyone remembered a new term.

  "The river runs from high to low, sometimes through dense forests, sometimes around Da-Shan, sometimes into the ground. If we follow the river all the time, we have to go a long way and walk a lot more to get back to the Jiu Yuan."

  The crowd nodded.

  Yuan Zhan pointed to the topographic map with a stick. "If we go straight, we have to cross many mountains and the lakes. Is this a forest? From here to here?”

  Yan Mo, "Yes. In short, there's no way to go across. No, there's no way at all. We have to travel in the mountains and in the fields with wild animals and poisonous insects. And it's a long way to go, so we can walk back, and it's going to take a long time.”

  Hei Qi and Qing Lu also understood it.

  Hearing the words, Hei Qi whispered with a lingering fear: "We were not only so many Tribesmen now, but along the way, almost half of us died. Just because the road is too hard to walk, we are afraid to leave easily when we got to The Moer-Gan.”

  Shen-Gu and others did not exclude Hei Qi and others. For them, the Salt Mountain Tribesmen and their experiences were similar, but they met the kind of The Jiu Yuan's Little Priest before they were exterminated. Everyone is the same, naturally there is nothing to exclude.

  Da-He looked around and hesitated to ask, "Can Jiu Feng Da-Ren take us back in batches?"

  Yan Mo shook his head, not to mention Jiu Feng's willingness or unwillingness. He did not want the Jiu Yuan People to think that Jiu Feng was a flying beast that could be driven at will. Mountain God Da-Ren's status must be excellent, and……

  "The journey is too far. Jiu Feng is still a young bird, though he is a fierce one. His strength is limited. He can't take too many people with him at one time, and he can't fly back and forth continuously. And without me, he won't take any one with him."

  Afraid that people would not understand, Yan Mo calculated the account for them. "Jiu Feng can take up to ten people at a time. There are 1,500 people here, plus the 200 people of The Salt Mountain Tribesmen, which is 1,700 people. That means Jiu Feng has to fly back and forth one hundred and seventy times. Da-He, how many days did it take us to fly over this time?”

  Da-He touched his nose. "Nearly three days."

  "Well, it's six days to go back and forth. That’s still Jiu Feng's best time. Wait for the second and third flights. He will need more time to rest. Let's calculate an average of eight days to and from Jiu Yuan. One hundred and seventy flights to and fro, without stopping in the middle, that is, one thousand three hundred and sixty days. Do you know how long this number represents?”

  The Jiu Yuan's math learners were either doing mental arithmetic or calculating on the ground with sticks. Shen-Gu and Da-da and others looked at Yan Mo with dumb looks.

  Yan Mo says the answer: "Nearly four years."

  People, "Ah!"

  In fact, Jiu Feng can take more than ten people at a time. When they come, Jiu Feng did not fly for too long, and stopped when they saw something interesting. If Jiu Feng flies all the way, it will not be a problem to go back and forth one day at a time. But Yan Mo is not willing to tire Jiu Feng so much. Jiu Feng probably won't agree.

  Yuan Zhan asserted, "Don't think about Jiu Feng. Do you see The Moer-Gan using The Water God Tian-Wu to pull the tugboat? Mountain God can only be offered sacrifices and plead with, but it will not be controlled by us at will. Without Mo, Jiu Feng would not come with us to The Moer-Gan at all.”

  Da-He smiled and Yan Mo pated him to show that he doesn't have to worry. It's normal for them to think so.

  "Even if Jiu Feng is willing, this time is too long, and the fewer people left behind, the more unsafe it is. Four years, it will change too much, so we might as well go back together."

  The crowd nodded again.

  "But I and Chief can't follow you all the time. The Jiu Yuan is still waiting for us."

  When Yan Mo uttered this, Hei Qi and others’ faces changed. Shen-Gu's expression did not move. He thought that it must have been arranged for Priest Da-Ren to say this.

  Yan Mo looked at Yuan Zhan, and what he wanted to say next was the main point: "I don't recommend you go back all the way."

  Yuan Zhan's eyes fell on the topographic map. He seemed to understand something. He looked up and said, "What are your plans?"

  Yan Mo smiled and asked Hei Qi, "Where is the exact location of the Salt Mountain Tribesmen?"

  Hei Qi looked closely at the topographic map and determined with Qing Lu, pointing to an approximate location, "Here"

  Yan Mo pointed to the topographic map and asked, "Where is the farthest hunting area of The Moer-Gan? Just in this direction. "

  Hei Qi pointed out clearly this time: "Up to this dense forest, our salt mountain is in front of this dense forest. In fact, they didn't come very much here, but since they found out that we had settled here, they sent people over several times, but never went deep into the dense forest behind."

  Yan Mo points to the large and small lakes behind the dense forests and the surrounding mountains. "It's a semi-basin with abundant water and a good climate. It's very suitable for human life."

  Yuan Zhan stared at the semi-basin with many lakes, big and small, and said in a slight tone, "Do you want us to build a new tribe here?"

  "Yes!" ——