Chapter Fifty-Eight: Overseas Survivors Mutt's ape-eating eagle is obviously a mutated variety, not only is it super large, nearly half of the size of an ordinary ape-eating eagle, but its claws are also sharper, and it is not a problem to scratch off the branches of the thickness of the child's arm with one claw.
The reason why this ape-eating eagle is called Muth's most proud pet is because in order to subdue this ape-eating eagle, the tribe of the ball has spent a huge price.
Just to catch it, Mutter dispatched five hundred men, used various stratagems, and it took three days to lure the ape-eating eagle and capture it alive with a net.
This was not enough, the next thing was to boil the eagle, and Mut confronted the ape-eating eagle for ten days and ten nights, almost boiling himself to death, which forced the ape-eating eagle to lower its noble head.
Since then, the tribesmen of Qiuli, who have admired Mutt very much, have become more reverent for Mutt.
When he reached the back mountain, Mutter released the ape-eating eagle into the air, sat down on the ground, and took out something that was definitely not produced in Luzon - an iron kettle and examined it carefully.
Looking at it, Muter's tears flowed, which was completely different from his previous tough style, if he let his people see it, I am afraid that they would be shocked - he is dying, and the patriarch who was brave and wise like a god in the past has such a weak side, this is the rhythm of something big.
Fortunately, since the day he became the patriarch, this Houshan has made this his own unique hunting ground, so he is not afraid of people coming in, and whenever he is homesick, he will come here to cry.
In fact, there was a secret in Mutter's heart that he did not tell anyone, including his people and his closest wife and children.
He is actually not a native of Luzon, he was originally an ordinary fisherman in the Tang Haijiang, and when he went out to sea to fish, he encountered a storm and was swept away by the storm and left the Datang Haijiang and came to an unknown sea.
When he awoke again, Mutter found himself on an island, where he had been rescued by the previous chief of the Ballie tribe, his father-in-law.
After returning to the tribe, the tribe did not reject him, but accepted him as their own family.
Because of his whimsical ideas, and from time to time he would invent a little something, but he gained great fame and won the heart of the patriarch's daughter, who is now his wife.
Two years later, he successfully married the chief's daughter, and after another three years, the chief died of illness, and he succeeded in inheriting the chieftaincy's position.
Thanks to his efforts, the life of the Qiuli tribe became better and better, and the number of people became more and more, and soon they annexed several surrounding tribes, becoming the largest tribe within a radius of 100 miles.
And because of his wisdom, the three major tribes did not dare to underestimate him, and they often tried to win him over in various ways, so that the life of the tribe in the ball was getting better and better, and the people supported him even more.
Now, he has been on this island for nearly ten years, but his longing for his hometown is accumulating more and more.
In the past ten years, although Mutter has never given up investigating the location of Datang, but unfortunately, he was blown here by a storm, and he didn't know how many hundred times he turned around in the dark storm, and he completely lost his sense of direction, and he didn't even know which direction he was in Datang now.
So far, he has only explored the situation of the surrounding islands, first of all, this Luzon Island is not a separate island, but an archipelago, this Luzon Island is located in the north, and there are more than ten large islands and thousands of small islands in the south.
When I was in Datang, I didn't hear about any islands in the north of Datang.
So Datang shouldn't be in the south, and other than that, he didn't deduce any useful information.
"Wow!"
"Bang!"
Mutt was in a daze there, but the ape-eating eagle worked very hard, and soon grabbed a python and threw it beside Mutt, making a loud noise, and even the ground shook three times, which shows how heavy this python is.
When Mutt raised his eyes, he saw that most of the snake's body was intact, there was no trace of a fight, and only seven inches were scratched into flesh and blood, almost broken into two sections, which showed that it was a one-hit kill.
The body was still slightly twisted, and the nerves were not completely necrotic, apparently just killed.
A python is hundreds of pounds, and it is also a loss that this ape-eating eagle is a mutated variety, otherwise such a huge python, the average ape-eating eagle may not be able to fight, even if it can fight, it may not be able to catch it.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Cutting off a large piece of meat for the ape-eating eagle, Mut carried the remaining python back to the tribe.
After returning to the tribe, Mut was a little strange, because according to the previous situation, he had hunted huge prey from the back mountains, and under normal circumstances, many tribesmen would gather around him and express all kinds of worship for him.
But today, I saw that the people were in a hurry, and when they saw themselves, they didn't care about themselves, but took animal skins, pearls and jade and other local goods, and hurriedly walked to the front of the tribe.
"What's going on?
What's going on in the tribe?
Grabbing a tribesman, Muttri asked.
"Patriarch......
Ah, what a big python.
The tribesmen were caught, and they just wanted to get angry, but they found that the person who caught them was the patriarch, and immediately changed their faces, and when they saw the python on Mutt's shoulder, they immediately exclaimed again.
"Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is going on up front?
Why did everyone go to the front?
” "That's the patriarch."
The tribesmen turned their eyes away from the python and replied excitedly: "There is a caravan from our tribe, and their goods are so beautiful, especially their cloth, which I have never seen in my life, my God, please forgive me for my poor words, I can't describe the beauty of that cloth......"
Mute originally didn't care about Emi, because with his help, the Qiuli tribe could weave some woolen cloth, in fact, in the entire Luzon Island, only the Qiuli tribe could weave woolen cloth, and the woolen cloth of other tribes was also sold by the Qiuli tribe.
At this time, other tribes imitated the craftsmanship of woolen cloth and did it better, but Mut didn't care, after all, he was just a fisherman, and he knew a little weaving technology was already very good, how proficient could he be?
He is not surprised that the woolen cloth production process has been stolen and better woolen cloth has been made.
However, when Mut saw a blue cloth holding a piece of blue cloth happily passing by him, the python, which was originally firmly carried on his shoulder, fell to the ground with a bang.
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"Bang!"
The loud noise startled the clansman so much that he almost threw the cloth in his arms.