HCB Chapter 487: Rock Tribe
Chapter 487: Rock Tribe
Feng Lizhou, Chu Yanhao and Xiao Wensheng, brother and sister, suddenly woke up. They rolled over from the ground and looked towards the stream together.
People on the other side of the stream waded over and quickly surrounded the fire.
They looked at the blazing fire with shining eyes, excitement and desire flashing in their eyes.
"It's fire, it's really fire..."
"Great, we have fire."
"Thank God, God has not abandoned us."
The older man in the lead seemed relatively calm. His eyes slowly swept over Xiao Wanwan, Yun Mubai and the others.
The old man took a deep breath, prostrated himself on the ground respectfully, and said in a low and solemn voice: "Alu pays homage to the gods."
The crowd, who were originally cheering, followed suit upon seeing the old man's actions. They all fell to the ground in reverence, shouting, "Greetings to the gods!"
Xiao Wanwan and Yun Mubai looked at each other, both showing a look of surprise and confusion on their faces.
They had not anticipated such a situation and were at a loss for a moment.
The old man Aru kowtowed deeply again, muttering to himself, "Thank you, God, for your protection! Thank you, God, for your protection!"
Everyone in the crowd followed the old man Aru's movements and kowtowed, shouting in unison: "Thank you, God, for your protection!"
Yun Mubai came back to his senses at this moment, and quickly stepped forward to help him up: "Old man, please get up quickly!"
Xiao Wanwan also echoed: "Grandpa, we are not gods. You have the wrong person."
The old man, Aru, slowly stood up. His attitude remained respectful, even a little stubborn. "No, I'm not wrong. You are the gods."
His eyes were a little cloudy and he could only squint to carefully look at Xiao Wanwan, Yun Mubai and the others.
Seeing that these people were clear-minded, handsome, and elegant, like immortals descending to earth, he was already convinced.
If he was not a god, how could he possess such precious fire and wear gorgeous clothes that he had never seen before.
Xiao Wanwan didn't argue with him. She smiled slightly and asked softly, "Grandpa Aru, several of my brothers and sisters passed by here and got lost. May I ask where this is?"
The old man Aru was slightly stunned, then he replied respectfully: "Reporting to the gods, we are from the Rock Tribe."
Then he said enthusiastically: "Please invite the gods to visit our tribe and let us treat them well."
Two burly young men stepped out from the crowd, approached with some trepidation, clasped their hands together and prayed:
"God, can you please grant this fire to my Rock Tribe?"
Dong Yi's face showed shock. It turned out that Wan Wan was right. This group of people really had no source of fire.
Xiao Wanwan nodded with a smile: "Of course!"
The crowd in the Rock Tribe erupted in deafening cheers, all expressing their gratitude:
"Thank you, God. Thank you for the gift of fire."
"We, the Rock Tribe, will never forget the great kindness of the gods."
"Thank you for the kindness of heaven, thank you for the gifts of God."
There was an endless stream of thanks, and Xiao Wanwan and the others could hear their sincerity.
It can be seen that the people of the Rock Tribe all have sincere hearts.
Two young men walked to the fire, carefully pulled out two burning dry branches and held them in their hands.
The firelight reflected on their faces, bringing out bright smiles.
Amidst the bustle, a low tiger roar was heard from the dense forest not far away.
Suddenly, the scene became silent as if the pause button had been pressed.
The people of the Panyan tribe looked vigilantly at the dense forest not far away, and spontaneously surrounded Xiao Wanwan and the others.
"God, it's Da Hu. Don't worry, we will definitely protect you." There was a hint of trembling in the old man Aru's low voice.
Anyone from their tribe would surely die if they faced the tiger.
No matter what, they will fight to the death to protect the safety of the gods.
Xiao Wanwan suddenly felt touched. These people from the Rock Tribe were obviously also extremely scared, yet they all stood in front of her.
She chuckled and soothed him, "Grandpa Aru, don't be afraid! The big tiger is our friend and won't hurt us."
As soon as she finished speaking, a big tiger jumped out of the dense forest with a few pheasants in its mouth.
Xiao Wanwan walked out of the crowd, approached the tiger, reached out and touched its huge head, and said:
"Big Tiger, these are our friends. You can't hurt them."
Da Hu whimpered twice and nodded obediently.
When the people of the Panyan tribe saw Xiao Wanwan approaching Da Hu, they were all worried.
Now seeing Da Hu being so docile and obedient in front of her, they all widened their eyes in disbelief.
His admiration for Xiao Wanwan and the others grew even stronger.
He is worthy of being a god, he can tame the most ferocious beasts in the mountains.
Yun Mubai and his companions followed the old man Aru to the cabin across the stream. The Rock Tribe lit a bonfire that had not been seen in many years.
Men, women, young and old in the tribe were so happy that they couldn't help singing and dancing around the campfire.
The old man Aru and the two burly young men accompanied Xiao Wanwan and the others, watching them play.
Yun Mubai looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel doubtful.
Judging from the situation, the Rock Tribe once had fire, so why has it fallen into this situation now?
Thinking of this, Yun Mubai couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa Aru, it seems that the Panyan Tribe once had fire?"
Upon hearing this, the old man Aru nodded slowly, with a deep sense of guilt on his wrinkled face.
"Once upon a time, a goddess came to our Rock Tribe. She left us fire and taught us how to use it to cook food."
"After she left, we carefully watched over the fire every day. Then, one day, it rained for several days and put out the fire."
"The Rock Tribe tried everything, but they were unable to reignite the fire."
Xiao Wanwan blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "Grandpa Aru, didn't the god teach you how to make fire by rubbing two sticks together?"
The two young men's eyes lit up, and they looked at Xiao Wanwan with burning gazes: "Little God, what does it mean to make fire by rubbing two sticks together?"
They had a feeling that the little god's method of drilling wood to make fire could perfectly solve the problem of how the Rock Tribe could keep its fire alive.
"Fire-making by rubbing two pieces of wood together means making fire by rubbing two pieces of wood together." Xiao Wanwan explained casually, and then she saw three pairs of eyes looking at her with scorching light in them.
She gave a wry laugh, leaned closer to Yun Mubai and said, "How about this! Tomorrow I'll teach you how to make fire by drilling wood together. From now on, you won't have to worry about fire anymore."
The old man Aru and the two young men stood up quickly, and knelt on the ground with a plop, pressing their foreheads deeply to the ground.
"Thank you, God, for teaching the Rock Tribe the art of making fire. The Rock Tribe will never forget the God's kindness from generation to generation."