I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng, who was covered with a thick layer of fur, woke up from the cold in the middle of the night, thinking of burning the kang or adding another fur, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness and chill, curled up in a ball under the blanket, constantly Doing a psychological struggle.

After struggling for a long time, after all, I still couldn’t resist the cold. I gritted my teeth and got out of the bed, pulled through the simple clothes,'呲呲haha', shivering and squeezing on again quickly, and then fumbled to the window, will A piece of animal skin used as a curtain was opened, and a faint light penetrated in, and the room was brighter than before.

Han Cheng leaned against the light, fumbled for taking out a hand-pressed drill and tinder made some time ago, and after a while, the fire started.

Then the fire was ignited, and the dry wood piled in the corner of the wall was taken and started to burn the kang. People also squatted at the mouth of the kang and used the fire to keep warm.

Secretly cursing this **** ghost weather.

When I slept at night, it was still not so cold. Why has the temperature dropped so much now?

Fu Jiang also came out of his doghouse beside the Kang, squatted on the ground, propped his front legs, and watched the fire with Han Cheng.

It burned for a while, Han Cheng stretched out his hand to touch it, it was warm and comfortable.

So he added some pieces of wood to the inside, piled it up there, and blocked the fire opening with a few pieces of adobe to leave a small hole. Seeing that the fire was not extinguished, he jumped on the kang and got into the bed.

Broken wood is not easy to cause an open flame and burns slowly. Blocking the kang mouth is to reduce air circulation and prolong the burning time of wood.

It will not happen that the kang cools when falling asleep, and the person wakes up from freezing, or the fire under the kang keeps burning, making the person unable to fall asleep.

Lying in the quilt, underneath is the burning hot kang. The entire quilt is warm. Han Cheng wanted to roll around comfortably and couldn't help singing praises to the wisdom of the ancestors.

When the kang-fire was warm, people were prone to sleepiness. Han Cheng yawned and moved around, preparing to go to sleep beautifully. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered the witch who was alone in the cave.

In such a cold night, he was awakened from the freezing cold. How could he be able to stand an elderly person in it?

Thinking of this, Han Cheng suddenly lost his sleepiness, got up from the bed, quickly put on animal skin clothes, and put on a cloak made of old sheepskin outside, and never took it on a clay table made of adobe from a distance.' Oil lamp', opened the mouth of the tukang, took out a small branch on fire, lit the oil lamp, and blocked the mouth of the tukang, and then took the oil lamp to the outside and opened the door and walked out of the house.

The moment he walked out of the house, he was immediately surrounded by the cold, and Han Cheng shuddered and shrank his neck, protecting the lamp with his other hand, so that he would not be blown out by the fire because he walked too fast.

Junior Brother Sha, who was moving around in a small area wrapped in fur on the low wall on the west side, turned his head inadvertently, and when he saw this scene, he let out a sigh of surprise.

Because he was far away and the sky was dark, he only saw some flames and a silhouette, but he could not recognize Han Cheng.

"Who!"

Junior Brother Sha held the spear with his gloved hand and asked aloud.

Han Cheng was also taken aback by Junior Brother Sha's sudden call.

Then he reacted and said: "Me!"

"Woo, woo..." Fu Jiang also followed.

When Junior Brother Sha heard Han Cheng's voice, he stopped asking more questions, but it was a little strange that the **** son didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and ran to the cave with the lamp.

Han Cheng walked into the cave with a lamp. The cave and the inside were extremely dark. Because people moved away, the outer entrance of the cave is no longer blocked. Only the inner cave where witches live is covered with skin at night. The wooden row is blocked.

It is also because the caves that used to be warmer are now as cold as outside.

This cave is still cool in summer, but in winter, it’s a real suffering, so the witch must be moved out of here!

Han Cheng thought to himself as he walked.

Before he came to the edge of the inner cave, Han Cheng suddenly stopped and listened intently.

In the quiet night, sometimes intermittent groans sounded, listen to the sound to distinguish the position, the source of the sound was the inner cave where Wu lived alone.

Han Cheng's expression suddenly became weird after listening.

Wu, this is an old man chatting and going crazy, spending the sleepless night by self-entertainment in this long night, or there are primitive females in the tribe...

Thinking about this, Han Cheng's expression became even more weird, and then he became clear.

No wonder Wu was asked to move out of the inner cave to live in a new house. He refused to say anything. It turned out that the root cause was here.

Han Cheng smiled like a fox who stole a chicken.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Wu has such a side!

With a look of gossip, Han Cheng thought for a while, put down the oil lamp in his hand, and walked quietly to the inner cave, wanting to hear it more authentically.

As he got closer, his voice really became clearer. After listening for a while, Han Cheng had already determined that there was only one witch in this cave.

just……

He became puzzled, isn't this kind of thing because it should be very happy, why the witch's voice is a bit painful?

Could it be that you are thinking about it?

He thought about it, he wanted to push the wooden raft directly away, and he was afraid that the witch was really doing some unwieldy things, and there was no happiness at all from being scared by himself, so the sin would be serious.

After thinking for a while, he retreated, picked up the oil lamp on the ground, and coughed a few times with an uncomfortable throat. After a while, he walked into the cave.

When walking, he deliberately stepped heavily on his steps and walked slowly.

When he came to the inner cave to listen, the groan was still there, and Han Cheng's heart sank, feeling something bad happened.

Hurriedly said, "Witch?"

Then free a hand to push the wooden raft.

"God... Son of God?"

The painful moan stopped for a while, and a trembling voice came out.

The voice stopped, and he couldn't help groaning~www.wuxiahere.com~ Han Cheng had already entered the inner cave at this time, and the bean-like lights dispelled the darkness of the inner cave, revealing the crowns and feathers placed there. Bone rods, numerous pottery plates, and witches curled up on the bed covered with animal skins.

Wu's complexion was pale, sweat was hanging on his face, and his face was full of pain.

He saw Han Cheng coming in and wanted to sit up, but he couldn't get up because of the pain.

Han Cheng couldn't help being shocked when he saw something like Wu. He didn't know how a good person suddenly became like this.

He put the oil lamp aside and hurriedly asked Wu what was going on.

Wu curled up and said in pain: "Legs..."

Han Cheng opened the fur covering Wu's body, and saw Wu's hands tightly holding the left leg.

His left leg was curled up, his toes splayed unnaturally, and there was a pimple on his calf!