The middle-aged and elderly hunting team led by the patriarch returned this evening.

They also went out hunting every day, and they didn't catch as much prey as the young ones, but they didn't return empty-handed each time. Many of them were crippled, but the crippled first-class warriors were still first-class soldiers, they were old, experienced, veterans of walking in the jungle, and their life-saving ability and reconnaissance ability were better than those of the younger ones.

The patriarch had the women skin and bleed their prey, and boiled it all at once. This harvest was not much, only a few rabbits and two pheasants were hunted, and they were boiled into soup for everyone to taste meat.

Qian Duoduo didn't eat the meat that the tribesmen had specially provided for her.

They had prepared a large head of fresh wild deer for her, and each meal had the venison charred and sprinkled with enough salt to serve it to her.

This is the only food left in the tribe at present, which is used to worship her "oracle", and even the children will not think to eat a bite, everyone knows that this is for the most respected oracle.

But how can she eat a lot of money? She is not really a god, she is just a person, an ordinary person with a soft heart. Asking her to come up with supplies to help these tribesmen is not possible at the moment, and she needs to consider her own safety. But as far as she could, she would help these tribesmen so that they could at least have enough to eat.

The hard days will soon pass, the vegetable seedlings have grown to the height of two fingers, and the vines and leaves of the potatoes and sweet potatoes have grown.

In this green season, it would be great if you could catch a fish.

The White Lion Canyon is covered with snow all year round, but the lower elevations below the mountain are gradually turning green. At the end of the stream in the canyon is a spring with no end in sight, which the tribesmen call "White Lion Spring". This spring is the source of the Great Falls of White Lion Canyon, which cascades down into a waterhole that joins into a wide glacier.

The source of the glacier flows down from the highest snow-capped mountain with the roar of a giant beast, the highest mountain that everyone can see, but can never climb. Because it's not on the realm of the mortal world at all.

The tribesmen warned Qian Duoduo not to go near the mountain and not to try to find it, because you can only see it, but you can never find it, and it may exist in a dangerous tomb. Qian Duoduo had heard these words, she felt that she had no reason to challenge such a big, mountain-like monster to death, right?

A river that is said to originate from the depths of the Tomb of the Gods, like a silver horse, runs through hundreds of mountain ranges, high and low, and winds its way forward without ceasing, forming one of the most important sources of water for all living beings in the snow-capped mountain range.

The river at the foot of the mountain melts in the spring, and there are many fish in the river.

The waterfalls on the mountain also thaw in the summer, and the springs turn into a bay of living water, and the water is also filled with countless fish.

The tribesmen had a primitive way of fishing, they would squat at the edge of the spring, use their arms as bait, and if there was a fish to gnaw on their arms, they would try their best to catch that fish!

This way of fishing is not advisable for the elderly, women and children, because the white lion spring dozens of meters deep hides very large and ferocious fish. Once they are dragged into the water, the fish will surround the person, and the person will be gnawed into a skeleton in a few minutes, and it is too late to rescue it. So fishing is a very dangerous thing. Although there are many piranhas in the White Lion Spring, no one in the tribe will go fishing unless they are too hungry to live.

Fish meat is not as delicious as animal meat, there is a strong fishy smell, fish scales cut the mouth like a knife, the tribesmen do not like to eat fish, only those who are too weak to catch wild beasts, can only live by eating fish, only love fishing, other tribesmen think that fish is a lowly food.

Of course, at the moment, we are not discussing the question of whether the food is low or not, and some of them are good to eat, and even the soil in the snow is dug up and eaten, and the fish is not better than the earth? After learning that the oracle was going to fish, the children who had been looking for an opportunity to come over immediately cheered and gathered around to help the oracle.