I am a Primitive Man

　　 Han Cheng specially arranged for the three of Ruhua to eat last.

Although no one in the tribe opposed to helping these three people, Han Cheng knew that many people were still uncomfortable with this. In order not to affect the unity of the tribe and take care of the emotions of the people in the tribe, he deliberately started eating. These subtle aspects are distinguished.

　　 Improve the original members of the Qingque tribe and lower their status, so that the people of the Qingque tribe will feel balanced in their hearts.

　　 In addition to eating, other aspects, such as the farthest from the fire when sleeping, and the nearest to the entrance of the cave are all these.

　　 The heavy snow that started in the morning stopped in the evening. By this time, the sky was clear, and a bright moon hung above the clean night sky, which looked extremely bright and quiet.

Han Cheng wears a hat and gloves, and a red fox fur scarf around his neck. He puts his hands on his chest. He stands in the snow outside the cave, quietly watching the first sunny moonlight after the snow. The indescribable silence shrouded in my heart.

　　 Because the ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, and a bright moon hangs in the night sky, the night looks very bright.

　　 Han Cheng is standing here, and he can see the wall that is farthest from him, as well as the person behind the wall who is in charge of standing guard like a sculpture.

　　 Under the night, they appear dark and hazy, like a black screen separating the distant sky.

　　 The sudden attack of the Teng Snake Tribe the day before yesterday sounded the alarm for everyone in the Qingque Tribe.

Although they repelled the tribe, no one is sure that the tribe will not come back. For the sake of the tribe and for the safety of everyone, after temporarily handling the remaining issues of the war that day, the three giants of the Qingque tribe held a meeting. Had an urgent meeting.

The result of the 　　 meeting was to change the guard system from daytime to all-day, and there must be people behind the fence at night.

　　 "嗷~"

　　 Such a quiet and beautiful night will affect not only people, but also wolves.

　　 The lucky general who was following Han Cheng didn't know what he had felt from this night. He raised his head to the bright moon in the sky and expressed his emotion in his chest, his voice was bleak and distant.

　　 However, its expression of emotion did not go well, and it was forcibly interrupted when it was less than half of the call.

　　 A small hand patted it on the head, and all the calls behind it were patted back into the stomach.

　　 Han Cheng is the only one who dares to treat Lord Fu Jiang so arrogantly.

　　 He turned his head and stared at Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang was aggrieved. What kind of sin he had committed, and he became a master.

　　 I am also a fierce wolf anyway, so I can't give myself a bit of face. The wolf also wants face, OK?

　　 "Wang, Wang, Wang."

　　 In the quiet night under the full moon, Han Cheng looked at Fu Jiang and said a foreign language that he desperately didn't want to speak.

　　Han Cheng's heart is also very tired, he has come to primitive society so well, it is enough to teach people in the tribe to speak Mandarin, and now he wants to teach a **** wolf how to bark!

　　 There is no reason!

　　 How can there be such a sad traveler like myself...

　　Fu Jiang is very regretful now, what did you do with howling?

　　 After hearing this syllable from his own main body, Fu Jiang's hair stood up.

　　 It quietly rolled its eyes and glanced at its owner, then... U-turned and ran.

　　 Han Cheng, who even speaks Wang Xingren’s language, will let him succeed? Reached out and grabbed its ears. Then he glared at Fu Jiang.

　　Fu will wilt, and my head is downcast.

　　 "Wang, Wang, Wang."

　　 Han Cheng looked at it and spoke again.

　　 Can't run but can't run, there is no way to retreat, the blessed general who has no choice, reluctantly opens the wolf kiss.

　　 "Woo, woo, woo,"

　　 It's too hard for a wolf to bark like a dog!

　　 Even if Fu blows up the hair on his body, what he sends out is just a slightly similar whine.

　　 For this, Han Cheng is already very happy.

　　 Teaching Fu will learn a foreign language is what he did on a whim. After a period of persistence, Fu will be able to make such a whining sound, which has greatly exceeded Han Cheng's expectations.

　　 "Wang, Wang, Wang."

　　 "Woo, woo, woo,"

　　 "Wang, Wang, Wang."

　　 "Woo, woo, woo."

　　 In the courtyard of the Qingque tribe, such a magical scene appeared-one person and one wolf were talking in Wang Xingren's language and they didn't know what it meant.

　　 And the more people talk, the more excited they are. The more the wolf talks, the more uncomfortable it is. The reluctantly making a ‘woo woo’ sound, the more it sounds, the more it sounds like an angry little wife is whimpering.

　　 maddened, really maddened, where is such an embarrassing wolf?

After a conversation, Han Cheng let go of the blessed general's ears, like a blessed general who was amnesty, stomped, turned and rushed back into the cave. At this time, he just wanted to leave the terrifying master as soon as possible, as far as possible. !

　　 Han Cheng rubbed his mouth, mother, don’t make it to the end, Fu Jiang didn’t teach it well, but he couldn’t change it...

　　 The heavy snow covered the mountains and forests, not only the primitive people lacked food, but also the animals.

　　 Carnivorous animals are better. After all, what they need is carnivorous food and will not be covered by heavy snow. Herbivorous animals can be uncomfortable.

　　 Salt Mountain.

　　 The arrogant deer uncle used his slender hooves to cut through a thick snow, revealing some withered grass with snow residue.

　　 It stretched its head and leaned forward, stretched its tongue to wrap around the dead grass, bit it with its teeth, and pulled it up and down with force, and the old yellow grass with ice fell into its mouth.

　　 The taste of this grass is not good, and it is icy and hard~www.wuxiahere.com~ and it is very hard to chew, so after turning around in the mouth of Uncle Deer, it rinsed it out again.

Uncle Deer slapped his nose in disgust, then raised his head and looked to the south. It was as quiet as before, and there was nothing. After watching this for a while, the disappointed Uncle Deer had to bow his head again and eat the hard thing he disliked. grass.

　　 In the past, Uncle Deer was not like that. The grass picked out of the snow nest was just as happy to eat, but it won’t be made this year.

　　 Since the beginning of winter, those ‘two-legged beasts’ with short legs have often fed it with dried and delicious green grass. For more than a month, unknowingly, Uncle Deer’s mouth has been raised.

　　 It is used to eating dried grass with the smell of sunshine, and now it is hard to swallow the grass picked from the snow nest.

　　 These little brothers are not as serious as they are, but they are also not as good as they used to eat.

　　 Uncle Deer ate the grass on the ground without a bite, and seemed a little absent-minded.

　　 Suddenly, its long ears turned half a circle, toward the south, and its head lifted.

　　 On the snowy ground to the south, a group of two-legged beasts appeared, and the leader was the little two-legged beast that was often bullied by it and had to honor its food.

　　 In the arms of the little two-legged beast, he also held the dried grass that made it dream.

　　 It has not been eaten for two days!

　　 Tsundere Uncle Deer also went down proudly. He happily slapped his nose, and then ran towards the little biped with long and thin legs...

(Thank you book friends for your understanding and support, thank you. It won’t be cut off. It’s a shame to cut it off with so much effort. I just think about it, but I keep thinking about turning over the salted fish, but the posture is always wrong... slow Slowly, ten years of daughter-in-law become a mother-in-law.)