I am a Primitive Man

　　 I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, or the aura of the traverser appeared. It didn’t take a long time to settle the hearts of people in Han Cheng. The wind subsided, the rain subsided, the thunder went out, and the lightning disappeared.

Its daybreak!

　　 "The Son of God! The Son of God!"

　　 The people in the tribe shouted in admiration and excitement.

　　 Han Cheng touched his nose. In May and a half, the child's face really changed when he said it changed!

　　 "Come and see!"

　　 There was an exclamation from the entrance of the cave, and Heiwa pointed her finger outside the cave, constantly looking back, her face full of shock.

What happened?

　　 Han Cheng was surprised and ran to the entrance of the cave with the others.

　　 "Hi!"

　　 Even the well-informed Han Cheng couldn't help taking a breath after seeing the sight outside.

　　 This **** thing is too mysterious!

　　 Followed his gaze, his vision was exceptionally wide, and he could see from the entrance of the cave to the swelling river.

　　 There is a reason for this of course. After a storm, the trees from the tribe to the creek fell to the ground and were uprooted!

The area where the trees fell to the ground is very large, not only in front of the tribe, but even the area in the west of the tribe that Hancheng is planning to open up as farmland has been raged by strong winds. The dead trees and the non-dead trees are intertwined with each other. Sleeping with the corpse.

This……

　　 This is really God's help!

　　 After a brief shock, Han Cheng suddenly became ecstatic.

　　 "Pump!"

　　 Before Han Cheng could laugh out loud, the Wu who was standing next to him suddenly fell to his knees, knocking his head in panic, and even praying with trembling sounds.

　　 The rest of the people looked at the scene as if the catastrophe was coming, all with their faces full of horror and awe, and they knelt down together with the witch and repeatedly bowed their heads.

　　 This scene made Han Cheng dazed, shouldn't he be happy now? Is this so-called?

　　 He hurriedly embraced the witch, not allowing him to bow down.

　　 "This... this can't be done, I have to leave..."

　　 When Wu said these words, his expression was very heavy.

　　 It can be seen that he is extremely reluctant to give up here. After all, there are caves to shelter from wind and rain, and there is still food that cannot be eaten, but Wu still reluctantly said this sentence and made this decision.

go?

　　Why are you leaving?

　　 Just because of the violent storm and the large trees falling to the ground this time?

　　 "Witch, why?"

　　 Han Cheng asked Wu by the arm.

　　 "This...here, the devil...the devil curse..."

　　 After a while, the witch replied Han Cheng's words with a trembling voice. When he said this, his face showed horror, and he couldn't help but shudder several times.

　　 Han Cheng's black question mark face full of brains.

　　 This is just a tornado mixed with torrential rain crossing the border. There are a lot of trees blown down. Why is it a curse of the devil?

Wu Jian told Han Cheng that he was not clear, so he dragged him to the inner cave, stopped in front of the innermost stone slab in the inner cave, and called to the big brother, let him turn this stone slab over and hug him. Go to a relatively bright place and place it against the stone wall.

　　 Wu Wu looked flustered and terrified and pointed at the things carved on the stone slab for Han Cheng to see.

　　 Han Cheng turned sideways, without blocking the light, to look at the things portrayed on it.

　　 Things have a sense of age, and the entire stone slab and the handwriting on the stone slab have a simple vicissitudes of life.

　　 This is a text composed of pictures.

　　 Under Wu's explanation, Han Cheng learned that a similar thing had been experienced in the tribe a long time ago.

　　From the witch's account and the picture on the stone slab, Han Cheng knew that many big trees fell down that time, countless animals died, and the stench was so stinking, and then people in the tribe began to get sick and gradually died.

　　 Many people in the tribe died. In the end, the witch led the people in the tribe to leave the place where they lived for a long time and migrate elsewhere.

　　 During the migration, people continued to die, even the little disciple of the witch got sick.

　　 Out of helplessness, the witch at the time picked out all the sick people and asked his little disciple to lead them away.

　　 And he led Jiankang's people to other places, and the two sides separated.

　　 More than half of the group of people led by the little disciple died on the road. Later, they were far away from the place cursed by the devil and gradually recovered.

　　 They finally came here, took root here, and slowly developed.

That little disciple became the witch of this new type of tribe. He wrote down the thing that frightened him on the slate, and then passed it on to the next witch so that they could remember that as long as something like this happened again, he would go immediately. Go elsewhere, lest many people die...

　　 Han Cheng was stunned after hearing what Wu said. He didn't expect this tribe to have such a tortuous history.

　　 According to Wu's description, the plague should have occurred that time.

　　 The violent storm caused a large number of animal deaths, and the continuous high temperature accelerated the corruption of the carcass...So the plague happened...

　　 After listening to the words of the witch, Han Cheng pondered for a while, and told the witch that he first went outside to check to see if it was the curse of the devil. If it was true, it would not be too late to move.

　　 Wu Wu didn't want Han Cheng to go out, worried that Han Cheng would be in danger, but when Han Cheng moved out of the banner of the god, Wu didn't stop him anymore.

　　 Han Cheng is not worried about the curse that Wu said. In the presence of salt, he really is not worried about the death of too many animals~www.wuxiahere.com~ Is this clearly giving meat to the tribe?

　　 Even if the disposal is not finished, the rest is collected and burned, or buried.

　　 And now the tribes drink boiled water, which greatly reduces the spread of the disease.

Han Cheng was a little disappointed. He and the terrified big brother and they checked the area of ​​the tribe four or five miles, except for an unfortunate she-wolf who was hit by a tree and died and a talent hiding under its belly. Outside the little wolf cub with his eyes open, no dead animal was found.

　　 "This is not a devil's curse, but a blessing from the gods!"

　　 After Han Cheng returned to the cave, he said to the uneasy Wu in a serious manner.

　　Witch was a little relieved and at the same time filled with deep doubts, how could such a horrible scene not be the curse of the devil?

　　 Han Cheng pulled the little wolf cub, who was sniffing in his arms for milk, to the side, holding his hand in his hand, and began to tell the witch and the crowd about the benefits of the storm.

　　 Except for the gods, Han Cheng didn't lie. This is really a blessing from God.

　　 He had been worrying about dropping these trees before, but now it's alright. A big storm came and knocked them all down. How much work was saved!

　　 And with this large area of ​​fallen trees, the problem of weak walls can be solved.

When building the fence, after excavating some foundations, remove the branches of the fallen trees, and then nail a row along the excavated foundation. At the beginning, they hit the wall with mud and nailed them. The stumps on the ground that serve as steel bars are all sealed in. It is strange if the foundation of the wall is not strong!

　　 (There are few updates, and I have to be cheeky to ask for votes. Comrades, smash a few more on my face. Thank you, Xiao Ke-a serious and serious white)