(Originally) Chapter 46 "Evening Banquet"

(Chapter Mismatch)
After coming out of Grandpa's tent, Yang Xuansan and his companions were still a little dazed by the primitive style of the tribe.
The map of the extinct bird, tracking stones, and the diametrically opposite attitudes of Grandpa towards the three of them have left them bewildered, unsure of their next step.
"Haha! Grandpa said he wants to warmly welcome you! Follow me!"
Just as the three of them were bewildered, Ah Long walked over with a big grin on his face, pressing his hands on the shoulders of Yang Xuan and Ling Chengfeng from both sides, and pulling them forward.
"Hey, where are we going?"
Lou Xiaoqi quickly followed.
Aron kept giving orders to those around him while walking, and soon everyone in the tribe began to get busy. They were going to hold a bonfire party for the arrival of Yang Xuansan and his companions.
Three people were brought by Arong into a tent, and he asked them to sit down and wait, then he turned around and left, without knowing what he was going to do.
"What should we do now?"
Yang Xuan looked at Ling Chengfeng and Lu Xiaoqi and put the map and tracking stone on the short wooden table in front of them.
"Let's look at the map first."
Ling Chengfeng suggested.
"Understood."
Yang Xuan spread out the map, and the three of them put their heads together, staring at it, feeling immediately overwhelmed.
The map was too old, and the ink used to draw it was already smudged and unclear. In addition, the three of them were not familiar with the local topography, and holding the map, they couldn't make heads or tails of it.
"What do we do now?"
Yang Xuan was dumbfounded.
"Let me think..."
Ling Chengfeng picked up the tracking stone from the table, and as he turned it over in his hand, he appeared to be deep in thought.
"Be careful! Be careful!"
Outside the door, Arong suddenly walked in, carrying a pile of wooden jars that were shaking and constantly spilling liquid.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a jar fell and all the liquid inside spilled onto the map spread out on the table.
"We're doomed!"
Yang Xuan suddenly ripped off the map and found that the liquid had soaked through the map, making it even more blurry and stained with the color of the liquid.
"It's okay, it's Ling Xiang juice. If we leave it out in the sun before the sun sets, it'll be fine," he said.
A Long quickly put the jar in his hand away and reached out his hand.
"Alright."
Yang Xuan reluctantly handed the map to A Long, feeling it was adding insult to injury. The map was already incomprehensible, and now it became even more blurry after this incident.
A Long took the damp sheepskin map and said he would take it somewhere to dry and bring it back.
Yang Xuan was somewhat disappointed, while Ling Chengfeng stared blankly at the tracking stone in his hand.
Road Xiaoqi looked left and right, feeling a little bored. Smelling the tempting aroma from the fruit juice cup in front of her, she couldn't help but pick up a cup of Lingxiang fruit juice and gulp it down.
"Wow! This juice tastes really good."
Lou Xiaoqi licked his lips greedily, looking like he wanted more.
"Is that so?"
Yang Xuan also picked up a cup and took two sips. His eyes immediately lit up, and he became more energetic than before, his mood no longer as low as it was earlier.
Yang Xuan was very surprised and quickly turned to Ling Chengfeng and said, "Quick, Chengfeng, come and have a drink. This juice seems to have an energizing effect."
Oh?
Looking at the two of them, Ling Chengfeng drank a glass of juice, and sure enough, the mental fatigue disappeared.
"Gentlemen, the banquet has started. Grandpa invites you to come over."
Suddenly, a stranger walked into the room and invited the three of them to the banquet.
Yang Xuan instinctively asked, "Where did Alon go?"
"Not sure."
The man shook his head and then turned to the side, saying, "Let's go."
"Alright."
Yang Xuan and his companions didn't think too much and followed this person towards the center of the tribe.
As the man had said, a pile of bonfires had already been lit in the tribe, surrounded by a circle of long tables filled with all kinds of colorful foods and fruits, looking very exquisite.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
The Jurchen people in the tribe are gathered around a bonfire, shouting and screaming, jumping and dancing with their hands and feet. There are also people playing simple instruments on the side to liven up the atmosphere, which is very lively.
When Yang Xuan and his two friends arrived, they were surrounded by the group of mischievous children from before. With the children's pushing and shoving, the three of them were forced to join in the impromptu dance party, bouncing up and down to a simple beat.
So embarrassing.
Yang Xuan has never danced in front of so many people before. He moved awkwardly, with his limbs stiff and his arms and legs moving in sync. He wished he could find a hole to crawl into, feeling like a big monkey.
Haha!
Later on, Lu Xiaoqi was having a great time playing. Her naturally mischievous personality made it easy for her to blend into the dance team, with laughter constantly filling the air.
On the other hand, although Ling Chengfeng's performance was similar to Yang Xuan's, he was earnestly following others to learn the dance and was soon able to dance with skill and grace.
那我也豁出去了！
杨玄一咬牙，闭上眼，猛地抬起头来，大声吼了出来：“嗷嗷嗷！”
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
“嗷！嗷！嗷！”
杨玄的怪叫声，得到了热情的回应。
Three people received a warm welcome from the entire tribe, playing and eating with joy. They played until they were exhausted and finally took a rest.
"Hahaha!"
Grandpa walked over without knowing when, laughed at Yang Xuan and his group, and reminisced, "It's really good. When I was young, I was just as energetic and full of life as you guys."
“A Long, go and get a chair.”
As he spoke, Grandpa turned and patted a big man standing next to him.
The big man was taken aback and quickly shook his head, saying, “Grandpa, I'm not A Long.”
"Hmm? Where's Ah Long?"
Grandpa looked confused and squinted his eyes as he realized he mistook someone for Ah Long.
"Yeah, where is Ah Long?"
Yang Xuan and the others finally realized that they hadn't seen Ah Long in a while.
抬头一看，现在太阳都落山了。
杨玄忍不住嘟囔一句：“奇怪，这么久，地图应该晒干了啊。”
“A map?”
阿公两眼一瞪，紧张的问道：“什么地图？你们把地图给阿龙了？”
“是的，因为地图被打湿了……”
杨玄点头，将之前的事情如实相告。
"Oops."
阿公听完，气狠狠的用拐杖跺了跺地，忧心忡忡的说：“这臭小子肯定是拿了你们的地图，自己偷偷去找灭蒙鸟的巢穴了。”
"What? He took our map and left? No way?"
Yang Xuan felt incredulous.
Because according to Arong, he looked like a simple-minded, muscular fool who laughed carelessly and didn't seem like a person with a plan.
"Hey, that smelly kid has always loved to adventure and cause trouble since he was a child. I should have seen this coming, he would do something like this."
Grandpa shook his head, paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around: "No, I have to go talk to his mother and really discipline this stinky kid. He's already seventeen years old and still hasn't straightened out..."
"Huh?"
Watching the figure of the grandfather leaving, Yang Xuan and his two companions looked at each other in silence, with big eyes staring at small eyes, and for a while, no one spoke.
"Aiya!"
Yang Xuan slapped his thigh and said regretfully, "Yes, although Ah Long looks tall, he is only seventeen years old, about the same age as us."
Road Xiaoki squinted and said, "Why talk about this now? Aron has taken the map. How are we going to find the Mie Mong bird?"
"No worries,"
Ling Chengfeng shook his head and calmly said, "We have this."
On his face there was no sign of worry, as he spoke and opened his palm to present the suspected broken tracking stone to the two of them.