Crossing to the Wild

"This priest, you are so beautiful. You are as beautiful as the morning sun, as the dew on the blades of grass, as pure snowflakes, as the stars in the summer night..."

The freckled man dragged the foot of the man who was knocked out by Rong Yue and followed Rong Yue to the camp, muttering non-stop along the way.

After Rong Yue came here, everyone spoke very plainly, even a few adjectives are rare, let alone the shadow of literature, at this moment, being praised by the freckled man, I feel a little kind.

After all, it is daily life for his Rong Yue to be praised by others.

"Ah beautiful sacrifice, can you look back at me, with just one glance, my heart will beat for you..."

Rong Yue snorted: "What's so good about a weak chicken."

Freckled youth: "..."

Literary's heart was hit, until he followed Rong Yue into the wreckage of the paradise tribe, his eyes widened again: "Oh my God, what is this place!"

At the moment in the camp, only Guoguo was there, and he greeted him in surprise: "Yue Sacrificial Ceremony, who is this!?"

"A poet." Rong Yue pointed behind her.

The freckled young man widened his eyes: "How do you know that I am a poet!? None of my fellow tribes recognized my self-styled identity!"

Oh, it turned out to be the first poet in the world.

Guoguo was more interested in the people on the ground, turned around and looked around, and said, "It's so dirty, is this a tourist?"

"Seductive?"

Guoguo: "Yes, people who are expelled by the tribe and can only wander outside are called tourists."

People are a precious resource. If there is no disability, some people may soon find a new tribe to accept even if they are separated from the original tribe.

Even the lame and blind people like the big sheep brothers are taken in by the Xiaoxi tribe, which shows that everyone is short of people.

But if a person's character is too bad and damages the stability of the tribe, the tribe will also expel the person.

Even if others are in their prime.

"Tourist" therefore has a name on the mainland.

Rong Yue took the staff and stabbed the unconscious dirty man on the ground in disgust: "Then if he pretends to be handsome, then find a tribe to trick him in?"

Guoguo was taken aback: "If you can be fooled..."

But think about it, with such an IQ, it won't be mixed into the situation of being expelled by the tribe.

Rong Yue turned to the man with freckles: "What about you, why are you alone, also a tourist?"

Freckle said excitedly: "How is it possible! I am a poet! I am on a journey for the sake of beauty, but others do not understand me!"

Rong Yue looked at him up and down for a while.

Her head and face were clean, her hair was braided and hung behind her, she was short in linen, and she wore a coat.

Nice and harmonious.

Rong Yue looked at him dressed as a poet, and nodded, "Where did you come from? With your skill, you can still walk so far alive?"

Freckle explained his origins humiliatingly.

It turns out that he used to be the son of an elder from a distant tribe. He was born to like beauty and romance. Because he wanted to pursue his dreams was very firm. His parents and relatives sighed and brought him a lot of self-defense, blessing him to go further. a little.

Of course, they don't have any hope for freckles to go back alive...

Freckles: "I ran out of poisoned needles three days ago, but I won't be afraid. I want to pursue the ultimate in this world..."

Rong Yue automatically blocked the words behind him, because Tianyang and Ah Jiu came back together.

He happily raised the peanut vine in his hand: "Tianyang Ajiu! Look, I found peanuts!"

Peanuts can be squeezed out of oil, can be made into sauce, boiled or fried alone are delicious, can satisfy hunger and make snacks.

When they launch peanut butter, Xingyue tribe will be able to add another kind of sauce. Isn't there a particularly delicious "hamburger" in the legend is just around the corner?

The poor freckles were completely ignored by everyone, and they had to watch them busy.

With the arrival of other artisans of the Xingyue tribe coolie group, a large pile of supplies was transported back to the tribe.

Rong Yue and the others treated the tourist who was trying to molest the "weak little sacrificial ritual" like a cow, put a rattan rope on him, and let Xiao Jiangliu follow him with a whip.

Little Freckle was so scared that he couldn't even make a poem.

After a day and a night, I finally returned to the Xingyue tribe.

Out of the woods, the eyes were wide open.

It was just when the sun was rising, the sky was full of clouds, the roofs of delicate wooden buildings emerged from the stone walls, and flags were flying in the air.

Outside the fence, a piece of newly reclaimed land, braving the green seedlings, a few scattered people walking around in the field.

The wooden cage leaning on the wall is surrounded by a fence, and nests of gray rabbits are kept in captivity.Two dolphins hummed and hummed around each other next to the rabbits, and a young girl came out carrying a wooden barrel: "It's time to eat--"

The smoke curled up, the grass blades rustle, a rift valley in the distance split the ground, and a chain of lakes gleaming farther away.

He muttered obsessively: "It's so beautiful..."

Freckles followed everyone into the fence.

Except for the most conspicuous small wooden building, the other cabins are arranged in a row and connected to each other.There were a few older grannies making food on the fire, and all of them brought bowls to serve, talking and laughing together while eating.

Freckle suddenly felt that his language was so poor that it was not enough to describe his inner shock!

Obviously it is just a tribe that can be seen everywhere, and the area is not half the size of the tribe where he was born, but the smiles on everyone's faces are so full of vitality!

"Moon Sacrifice! Lord Tianyang!"

"The Moon Sacrifice is back, did you bring back things?"

"Moon Sacrifice, come and eat something, you have worked hard along the way, too, Lord Tianyang!"

Everyone greeted greetfully, with great concern in their words, which made the freckles feel different from the tribe he had seen.The leader of this tribe is not superior at all, he conquered the masses with his personality charm!

Freckles were immersed in his emotions, and if he didn't pay attention, the moon sacrifice was gone.

He looked around and finally found his trace before all of them fell into the only tent.

I saw the noble and people-friendly moon priest, kneeling on one knee in front of his tent, almost buried his head on the ground: "Why haven't my tomatoes sprouted yet..."

freckle:"……"

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The materials harvested in the Paradise Tribe greatly filled the gap of ordinary daily necessities that the Xingyue Tribe lacked the most.

Construction quickly got on track.

It's a pity that tomatoes can't bear so many fruits for a while, and tomato sauce can't be produced in large quantities.Bao Xing spent many days eating and drinking with them, and finally reluctantly left, and took away a small can of peanut butter and ketchup samples, planning to go back to her Abba, the leader of the salt department, to taste.

For this reason, she left all the goods in the wooden crowbar, but Rong Yue waved her big hand to a wheeled car that can be pulled by one person, which paid for the material.

As usual, Azhu Abe followed her, and in order to prevent the three women from encountering any danger, he also dispatched to the stream by the river, just to find the way.

Rong Yue couldn't wait for the big set, and planned to take the sauce to visit the salt department after the tomatoes were ripe for making sauce.

He was curious about the prosperity of the salt department.

After Bao Xing left, the tomato was perseveringly infused with vitality every day, and it grew very well and started to bear fruit a lot earlier.Rong Yue began to fantasize about his sauce making workshop, and one day he followed the vine ladder all the way down to the rift valley that had been shelved for a long time.

Since the thick fog was dispelled, the rift valley has been sunburned day by day, it has no longer been wet and gloomy, and the soil on the ground has become a lot firmer.

Rong Yue said to Ah Jiu: "We still lack better craftsmen..."

Want something that can be invented.

Recently, tourists have been to their tribe from time to time. Rong Yue first reviewed all their looks and eyes. They were fairly pleasing and smart, and were assigned to the labor team to repair the wall.Once they committed a crime, they would pull the cart and sleep in the hayloft just like the original tourist, and let the river lash with a whip to insult them.

Although the labor force is gradually increasing, there is no one who really has the skill.

The first batch of craftsmen, because of their old age, had few novel and creative ideas.

It's a pity for Rong Yue, how can the little freckles he brought back is a useless poet!

Standing on the top of the small wooden building every day and praising them Xingyue tribe, can you eat it?And that guy is inexplicably popular with the girls in the tribe...

Rong Yue sighed: "I can't make an oven for the time being, and I can't find yeast. Or we should turn the bottom of the valley into a sauce factory. In half a month, a small batch of tomatoes can mature, and then a few fields can be opened. Yes, make it early, and peanuts are coming soon..."

As we spoke, the sky was overcast and heavy raindrops crackled down.

Rong Yue and A Jiu hurriedly climbed the vine ladder and hid in the small wooden building.

The rain came in a hurry. Rong Yue hadn't seen such a heavy rain for a long time. At this moment, she frowned and looked outside, thinking that everything else at the bottom of the valley would be fine, just how can this rain get...

There is no plastic sheet to keep out the rain, and there are no cracks and underground rivers at the bottom of the valley. If the rain is heavy, once it accumulates, it will be able to flood the valley.

Today, the little freckles who were also singing poems on the top of the building were poured into a soup chicken, and they crawled down, their eyes gleaming when they saw Rong Yue.

"Oh, today's moon sacrifice also exudes golden brilliance..."

Rong Yue's hair was still dripping, and she was too lazy to care for him, and asked Ah Jiu, "How about we dig a trench at the bottom of the valley?"

"ditch?"

"Well, wait a while and measure the water level to see how much water can accumulate in such a heavy rain. Then, dig a long trench underneath, and fill it with soil on the other side to raise the place where you want to put things. In this way, when the rain falls, it will all accumulate in the ditch and will not flood other things."

Ah Jiu thought for a while: "Yes, but not enough people."

Digging ditches is a manual task, and it is not something a few dozen people can dig out.What's more, the bottom of this valley is narrow and long, and the ditch should not be too shallow. We need to measure in the early stage...

Rong Yue became annoyed: "Not enough people..."

At this time, Bai Tao suddenly pushed the door and came in: "Master Yue, who do you see is back!"

Two shiny bald heads appeared in front of them.

Rong Yue said in surprise: "On the side of the stream! You are back!"

The bald brothers were drenched, and there was no way to warm up in the wooden building, so Rong Yue invited them to the tent of Tianyang and herself.

The fire is blazing, brothers, you told me about the situation in the Yanbei.

"There are a lot of people, I don't know how many people are, but their tribe is very long, they walked around the salt mine in a circle, and they couldn't walk for a long time..."

"There is a market in their tribe every day, so they do business with themselves."

"They used salt to marinate the meat! It's so extravagant, so much salt is used to keep the meat fresh..."

"There are many beauties."

The side of the stream hammered his head on the stream.

"Well," Rong Yue asked, "Did the other leader taste our tomato sauce?"

"Oh!" Speaking of this, the two brothers were enthusiastic: "Taste it! At first, the leader of the salt department just grabbed Bao Xing and asked warmly, and didn't even look at us for half of his eyes, but since he tasted the ketchup, he entertained us. The main account..."

"Then he kept asking us how to make this sauce."

Rong Yue laughed: "You didn't say it."

"How is it possible!" The two brothers vowed: "I definitely didn't say it! Besides, they wouldn't be able to do it without tomatoes. We came back with some jerky and other sugar, and the rest did not last long."

"Good job." Rong Yue praised them, and the two brothers blushed with joy.

Although interested in tomato sauce, the leader of the salt department has seen a lot of good things, and the reaction is not too eager.

For reasons of distressing his daughter, he is more polite to the bald brothers, but he is not particularly excited, or he is determined to win the ketchup.

The riverside hesitated for a while, and said: "In fact, the Moon Sacrifice, this salt department, although it is very prosperous, I think it is better for our Xingyue tribe."

"Oh?"

"Some of them have too much dried meat at home and they can't be piled up. They are hanging out of the tent, but they can't get enough to eat."

Xi Shang also said: "I also saw a man starved to death. Someone dragged him out of the account and threw him into a big pit outside the tribe."

"Yes, ordinary people in their tribe use salt mines in exchange for food. If they don't dig for a day, then the whole family may go hungry."

"If you can't dig, you can only admit it's bad luck."

"Some little boys are just a little old, and they will help them mine."

"Very poor..."

The people of the Xingyue tribe have also experienced the cruel survival, but because the small tribe is close to relatives, some people suddenly encounter accidents, and more people will help.

But big tribes like Yanbu are more cruel, and the two brothers on the stream are not used to it.

Rong Yue thought for a while, and then asked: "You have walked around, do you think there are many artisans in the salt department?"

"Artisan?" The brothers on the stream looked at each other: "It's quite a lot..."

Craftsmen use their own crafts for food. Those who are more capable have more work, and those who are less capable often wander on the edge of food and clothing.

Xishang said: "I saw some craftsmen who couldn't make useful things, so they had to fumble for themselves to make small toys to coax the little cubs of the wealthy people to play. People who don’t lack food occasionally change some, but the craftsman is hungry. You look yellow and thin..."

"Yeah, it's very miserable. The toy is quite interesting. I watched the wooden bunny lively, twisting something and putting it on the ground, it will move crookedly..."

Rong Yue raised her ears: "Huh? You say it again?"

Lao Mu hasn't eaten anything for two days.

He had colic in his belly, so he took a spoonful of water from the bucket and poured it into his belly.

The cold water made the stomach colder, but somehow it diminished the burning pain.

He put two sour fruits on the headboard of the wooden bed. On the bed was sleeping a half-year-old boy. This was his cub, Little Wood.

When Xiao Muu was growing his body, he was thinner than other cubs because he couldn't eat enough all the time.

With this kind of body, it must be impossible to dig salt mines. In the future, I will still be a carpenter with myself.but……

Old Wood sighed.

Since his old rival sledgehammer was appreciated by the leader, he has been repeatedly suppressed.

The craftsmanship he once learned from the master can no longer be used, and no one is willing to ask him to do work. In desperation, he can only make some gadgets by himself and sell them in the market.

Carpenters like him are all carpenters at the bottom.

If the work is not done well, no one will hire them, and they will be reduced to the point of selling useless little things.

The old wood numbly packed the rabbit wood carving and the small insect wood carving made yesterday in a cloth bag, and he was about to open the door to the market.

The wooden door creaked, and behind him came a clear voice of the young man: "Abba."

Old Mutsu sighed, turned his head and smiled at Xiao Muu: "There is fruit by the bed, go eat."

Xiao Mu shook his head: "Abba, I will go to the market with you."

After all, the half-year-old didn't wait for Abba's response, and went to get the fruit, one in his mouth and one in front of the old wood.

Old Mutsu felt sour and opened his mouth to take a bite.

The sour fruit was not fully ripe, but it made his tongue produce fluid, and his stomach became noisy.

The two came to the market together, spread out the cloth bags, and arranged all kinds of exquisite wood carvings of small animals.

Xiao Muko liked these very much, and smiled on his face when he played around.

Unfortunately, in this age of food shortage, there are not many people who can have surplus food to exchange for these useless things.

The sun was getting more and more shining, Xiao Mu was thin and weak, and soon couldn't hold it, and fell asleep under the shadow that the old wood supported him.

After not sleeping for long, he was awakened by the noise.

"You little rabbit, we exchanged a bag of twisters the day before yesterday. We said that we could move, but it broke after only two days of playing!"

"We don't want it anymore, return Nianzi!"

Old Wood’s voice was bitterly caught in the middle: "It’s just stuck, I'll fix it for you, and it will be fine..."

"Fix it, stop it! Didn't you hear that old thing!"

The small wooden seated up, the dazzling sunlight made him unable to open his eyes for a while.Just as he was about to speak, the little wooden rabbit was smashed over—

Xiao Mu wailed, and covered his eyes with his hand!

The author has something to say: Boss: This little freckles is really useless, we must hurry up and let him be responsible for the spiritual civilization of the tribe.

poet:????

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[Advance Letter] "After raising a cat, I am on the peak of my life"

Wen Zheng used to be a soldier in the confidential department, but now he is an incognito employee and amateur anchor.

One day after get off work, Wen Zheng picked up a big black cat with bruises downstairs.

In this world where cats are raised by the whole people, other people’s cats are soft and soft, and Da Hei is full of tendons; other people’s cats are silly and cute, and Da Hei is handsome and mighty; other people’s cats bark, and Da Hei swallows mountains and rivers with a roar...

Indifferent, world-weary, and insensitivity to pets, fell.

It didn't take long for fans to discover that the famous horror mystery game male god anchor was also starting to expose cats!

——[Picture] Da Hei is sleeping on the sofa, cute.

(Fan: How cute is it so fierce with half-squinted eyes!)

——[Picture] Da Hei watched me eating, motionless, cute.

(Fan: The male god, wake up, his eyes are really like looking at food!)

——[Picture] Going home late, Da Hei turned on the oven and roasted the steaks, cute.

(Fan:... Is something wrong?)

Taking the big black to the beauty pageant, and sunning the cat and hitting the face, everyone is gradually fascinated by the cat...

Bei Sining is complacent: This human really likes me, kind of cute.

Then he changed his body and became a glamorous hunk, putting the contention on the wall: go, get married!

Wen Zheng:???Change back.

small theater:

Bei Sining showed off to the demons: My human beings love me so much. If you don't believe me, I will show it to you!

Beautiful North Dakota: Baby~I'm back~

Wen Zheng (indifferent): Oh.

...

The North Dao changed into a cat in seconds: I'm back, roar~

Wen Zheng (Lian Ai): Where did the baby go today? Why come back so late? Are you hungry or cold? Come and hug your dad~~

Monster crowd:..................

Indifferent, world-weary, super-powerful puzzle game er, former warrior, by x, glamorous narcissism, super-powerful, demon king, attack

Sand sculptures face up to upgrade the streamlined writing, cookies, mutual salvation.

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Double open serialization: "Married to the Demon King President" first marriage and then love cookies, welcome to poke the column to taste!

Bow again=3=3=