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100,000 years ago, Pangarius.

Standing on the top of the palm tree slope and breathing in the cool air, the earth at this time is considered fresh.

The vegetation is luxuriant, the leaves are all over the ground, and looking at this season, it should be autumn.

"It's still the most intimate situation. He twisted his beard lightly and sighed.

Presumably, for these old men, they should have lived in this world 100,000 years ago, and 100,000 years later it is really strange to them.

"I don't know how long it has been. Sleepy shook his head beside him, and every time he returned to ancient times, he couldn't help but sigh, "Are you going to the bear clan now?

Su Hang spread his hands and said that he didn't know, the map name of the earth 100,000 years ago was completely unfamiliar to Su Hang, although Tai Ao said that he was in the bear clan, but he didn't know where the bear clan was.

When he was in the Dragon Emperor Palace, he heard Su Jin say that the bear clan is the largest clan in the world, and it should be not weak, but that was 60,000 years ago, that is, 40,000 years after this time, and now the bear clan has a bit of energy, for this familiar and unfamiliar world, Su Hang is unknown.

"You can do whatever you want, I'll go to my apprentice first. ”

At this time, Tang Ao smiled and swaggered down the mountain directly, Mida was even more impatient, he didn't leave a word, and hurriedly ran away with Tang Ao, as if he was afraid of being preempted by Tang Ao.

Su Hang and the three of them glanced at each other, helpless, so they had to follow to take a look, after all, they still had to find someone to ask for directions.

Castle Peak Village.

100,000 years ago, Suxi, just such an ordinary name, lived there were one or two hundred households, five or six hundred people, but there was a village under the jurisdiction of the silkworm tribe, which can be regarded as a medium-sized village.

Simple houses, built of adobe, thatch and wood, such houses, in the land of China at this time, must also be regarded as luxurious, there is a high fence outside the village, used to resist the beasts from the mountains, outside the village is a large area of fertile land, full of crops, however, Su Hang can't see what is planted in this field.

It is said that thousands of years ago, in this land, there was a sage who passed down the art of raising silkworms and weaving, and people had clothes to cover their bodies.

This sage is revered by later generations as Luo Zu, Luo Zu is a woman, in the matriarchal society thousands of years ago, has a supreme position, by many clans in this land as an ancestor, at the same time, she is also the ancestor of the silkworm clan.

There is a silkworm silkworm technique, which is inherited from the Luo ancestor, and until now, the silkworm family also claims to be the orthodox descendant of the Luo ancestor, and the blood is a relative.

Although I don't know how reliable it is, the silkworm clan is now one of the three major clans in Shu by virtue of its unique silkworm technique, and among the three major clans, it can be regarded as the richest.

The silkworm clan controls the art of silkworms, and the woven cloth is sold to all parts of Shuzhong, and the clothing supply of all ethnic groups in Shu is basically provided by the silkworm clan, so it is difficult for the silkworm clan to get rich.

Of course, this kind of wealth is only relative wealth, and compared with later generations, this is simply so poor that people want to cry.

The village was very quiet, there were not a few people in sight, in the middle of the village, there was a fire in the sky, thick smoke billowed out, and a faint noisy sound came from the firelight.

In the very center of the village, there is a square the size of half a football field, which is supposed to be used by the villagers for gathering, and at this time, on this square, a large number of people gathered.

Looking at the costumes, they are all villagers in the village, men, women and children, hundreds of people, and the whole square is surrounded by several circles.

In the middle of the square, there is a high fire, on the fire is tied to a huge boar, the flame below is steaming, the wild boar is scorching so that the oil keeps dripping down, the oil and water dripping on the firewood, making a popping sound, the flame beats, and the smell of roast meat spreads to all directions.

The villagers sang and danced around the fire, some talked and laughed, and some people were busy, walking around, as if they were celebrating some festival, which was very joyful.

At this time, the sky had darkened slightly, and under the fire, there were two children, one big and one small, who were all looking at the roast pig on the fire without saying a word, and their saliva was like the fat on the roast pig, which kept dripping down.

"Yo, leper, your head is getting brighter and brighter!"

A villager passed by with a clay pot and tapped it on the top of the child's head.

?? One sound, that's called a pain.

The child groaned, immediately covered his head, and turned his head to look at the young man hatefully, "Stinky iron egg, how many times have I told you to call me Rulai." ”

"What an ugly name, it's better to be called a leper. ”

The young man smiled, and without any scruples, he reached out and knocked on the top of the child's head, "Don't play here, stay away, the sacrifice is about to start, let the village chief see you here, but you will be scolded again." ”

With that, the young man went straight away.

The child rubbed his bald head and watched the young man go away angrily, and the younger child next to him pulled the corner of his clothes, "Brother Leper, I want to eat meat, there is wild boar to eat there." ”

As he spoke, the child licked his drooling lips.

"Don't call me a leper. The little bald head repeated very seriously.

"Oh, good leprosy...... Oh, Brother Rulai. The child quickly changed his words.

When the little bald head heard this, his face looked better, and when he heard the child say that he was going to eat meat, he subconsciously licked his lips, obviously very moved.

However, soon the little bald head closed his eyes, folded his hands, and looked pious, "Monks can't touch meat." ”

Look at that expression, it really looks a bit like that.

"Brother Rulai. When the little boy heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore, pointed to the wild boar roasting on the fire, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Look at that wild boar, if you die, you will suffer from burning yourself, let's eat him, we can get it rid of pain, the sooner we eat it, the sooner we can get it out of the sea of suffering, so we don't eat meat, we want to overtake it." ”

"Overdo it?"

The little bald head's eyes lit up, and when he looked up, the wild boar that was roasted to a bright light glanced at it, and his eyes were about to glow, "Brother Cong, you really have a wisdom root, why didn't I think of it? ”

After speaking, the little bald head slapped his buttocks, stood up from the ground, and without saying a word, he ran directly to the fire with the child, looking impatient, Buddha, I haven't touched meat for a long time.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

As soon as he walked to the fire, the little bald head took out a small short knife and wanted to cut the meat on the roast pig, but was immediately stopped. (To be continued.) )