The mating was so intense that there seemed to be no poisoning. Sure enough, as the little quail said, some mushrooms are poisonous and some are edible. Kun had to admit that he was wrong again, and Little Quail, he was using practical actions to prove that what he had said before was correct, but his tribe did not want to believe him.
Kun felt bad looking at the kitchen full of dried fish and various fruits and vegetables. Little Quail lived such a happy, comfortable and prosperous life, and if the tribesmen were willing to trust him and listen to his advice, they could have lived a happy, comfortable and prosperous life as well.
Fortunately, the little quail strayed into the wild and was not sent to the Dada tribe, otherwise the Dada tribe would have become stronger. Kun is good at using his brain and can immediately think of the key points. If he had known that the ancestral wizard wanted to cut off the little quail's tongue, he would not have made a false alarm. Now he is beginning to realize the value of the little quail, and if possible, he would like to take him back.
So while there was no one around, he invited the little quail several times to go back to the tribe with him.
"Go back? They abandoned you, why do you still want to go back?" The little quail frowned.
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