In front of the Great Yanzu Temple, there is a long stone staircase from top to bottom, and on both sides are tall and straight old trees.

Coming out of the ancestral temple, Dao Meng did not take Gongliang to break through the air, but led him slowly down the stone steps. At intervals, there was a small platform on the side of the stone steps, on which stood a great god. Dao Meng said that it was the Great Yan warriors who made outstanding contributions to the Great Yan Department, and the tribe specially cast a statue for future generations in order to thank them for their contributions.

Mi Gu sat on Baba Baba neck and looked around, and every Dayan warrior on the small platform was cast like a living person, which made her feel very novel.

It's round, too, but it's more like to run up and pee to make a mark.

It didn't matter if it was in other places, but when he saw it running in front of the statue to pee, he kicked it away.

This fool, Elder Dayan is next to him, and he is not afraid that he will slap it into a panda patty.

At the end of the stone steps is Dayanbu, which continues the rough style of the Great Wilderness tribe, and the houses of the entire tribe are made of boulders. In front of the house, there were old people basking in the sun, women tanning animal skins and clothes, and children playing there, and the whole tribe was filled with a scene of peace and happiness.

"The elders are back, the elders are back. ”

The children who were playing and playing saw the knife and shouted around him.

When they saw the black and white hair and fat whirring, stupid and cute, these guys suddenly shifted their targets, ran up and looked curiously, and some couldn't help but reach out and touch the round body.

There was one and there were two, and suddenly countless strange hands stretched out in a circle.

This one touched the hair, that one touched the body, that one ripped off the skin, which one ripped off the hair, and some guys even grabbed it on the ass.

Yuan Roll was annoyed now, it was most annoyed by these little children, and suddenly grinned and screamed and frightened.

But those children were very bold and not afraid at all. Seeing it like this, I felt very cute, and I surrounded it all at once. Yuan Rolling took a look, and hurriedly hid to Gongliang's side. When the kids run to the left, they run to the right, and when the kids run to the right, they run to the left.

In the end, it was so annoyed by these little guys that it simply hugged Gongliang's thigh and crawled towards him.

Helpless, Gongliang had to hold it in his arms.

At this moment, Yuan Roll was proud, put his head on Gongliang's shoulder, and looked at the group of children arrogantly, "Hmph"

But the children don't feel despised by them, but feel that the black and white hairy guys are stupid and cute.

"Uncle Dao Meng, why are you back?" Dao Han, who had returned to the tribe, saw Dao Meng and asked curiously.

"This is Gongliang, a clansman from the ancestral land, tomorrow will be the last time the blood pool of ten thousand beasts will be opened, I will take him back to see if I can build a foundation cave sky, and you young people will get closer to it in the future." Dao Meng introduced Dao Han.

"Someone from the ancestral land?" Dao Han couldn't help but cast a curious glance at Gongliang.

Gongliang nodded in a friendly manner.

"Hello, my name is Daohan, if you have something to do in the tribe in the future, you can come to me. Dao Han said to Gongliang.

"Thank you. ”

Hearing that Gongliang was from the ancestral land, the people basking in the sun and working next to him came over to see the strangeness, and some old people said with emotion: After so many years, I finally saw people from the ancestral land, even if I died, I was blinded.

Some women were even more curious to ask about the situation in the ancestral land, and Gongliang told them everything he knew. When he heard that the people of the ancestral land were not doing well, and that there were tribes that had been exterminated by fierce beasts, he was silent for a while. They knew that the life of the clansmen living in the ancestral land without spiritual energy was difficult, but they did not expect to have such a hard life.

In contrast, the people of Dayan who live in the Great Wilderness don't know how happy they are.

After the emotion, someone proposed a feast in the evening to celebrate the arrival of Gongliang from the ancestral land.

However, Elder Dao Meng dispelled this attention, saying that tomorrow Gongliang was going to enter the Ten Thousand Beast Blood Pool, and this banquet might as well wait for him to build the Foundation Cave from the Ten Thousand Beast Blood Pool before coming to celebrate.

When the people of Dayanbu heard Dao Meng's words, they nodded one after another, feeling that this was a good attention.

These people never seemed to think about the fact that Gongliang could not build a foundation for the Cave Heaven, as if they took it for granted that he would definitely be able to build the Cave Heaven.

Bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Dayan people, Gongliang continued to follow Dao Meng forward. After a while, they came to a house made of huge stones. In the evening, a bunch of Dayan people sent clothes to be warmed and fed, which moved Gongliang and felt that coming to Dayan was like returning home, which was particularly warm.

The knife house is very simple, which can be described as the four walls of the house.

If it weren't for the little thing that the clan had just sent, he wouldn't even have anything decent at home.

At night, Dao Meng lit a bonfire in the house and called the elite warriors of the clan to wash the dust for Gongliang.

"Come, drink. ”

Dao Meng held a jar of wine and said, "Gongliang, this is the firethorn wine of the female sparrow's department, which is brewed with the firethorn fruit that grows near the earth fire magma, and it is very refreshing to drink. Except for the group of girls in the female finch department, the others are not bad. Come, let's drink a jar. ”

"Drink the saint. ”

Dao Meng did not have the prestige of an elder at all, and mingled with the clansmen.

Those elite warriors didn't seem to be afraid of him, and drank with him with a grin.

Gongliang didn't know what to say when he heard the drinking jar, this was the most bold sentence he heard when he came to the Great Wilderness.

The elite of the tribe next to him had already picked up the wine jar and drank it, could Gongliang himself be an exception?

The firethorn wine entered the throat, and at first it was refreshing and mellow, but after a while, it turned into a spicy hot flame burning violently in the stomach.

Damn, this is more heartbreaking than burning a knife!

Gongliang boasted that he could drink two cups, but in an instant, this idea was immediately thrown out of the nine heavens and clouds, and he didn't dare to boast anymore.

The scorching flame was very strange, and after burning in the stomach for a while, it didn't finish, and began to rush towards the body. In just a moment, Gongliang's face was like a boiled prawn, and it was red.

Mi Gu looked at Baba and felt weird.

Chirp and tweet, the chick tilted his head next to him and looked at Gongliang, what's wrong with Mom!

Yuan Rolling saw them drinking firethorn wine, and felt that it should taste good, so he secretly went to drink a few sips, and enjoyed it at first, but after a while, he felt that the whole panda was not good, and was burned by the spicy hot flames and screamed "Whoop" next to it.

In the end, I don't know if I couldn't stand it, or what's wrong, but I actually stood up and hummed and started sanda boxing, which looked very funny.

Dao Meng and a big Yan elite laughed when they saw it.

On this night, there was a feast, the wine jar was staggered with the wine jar, and a group of people ate meat and drank a lot, so it was not pleasant.

Gongliang drank until the end, completely unconscious, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up in the morning, he found himself lying on a hide, and Mi Gu was cowered in his arms, and he was still asleep with the chicks.

Your grandfather's.

Yesterday's group of people just advised them to drink. But people didn't cut corners, they drank as much as you wanted, even more than him.

Therefore, in the end, I can only blame myself for the shallow amount of alcohol, and I can't blame others.

After all, these things are just a herd of livestock, and it is really unheard of, unseen, and strange to use jars for drinking.

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ps: There was something going on yesterday, so there is only one chapter, so write more today.