The Red Clan was annoyed, and the Qing Clan was proud, but no one noticed that a person whose body was hidden in the black quietly climbed over the high wall and disappeared into the Qing tribe.

As night fell, the Qing people returned to their mud huts, ready to sleep, and in the middle of the tribe was a brightly lit mud hut that was a little larger than the others.

Under the lamplight, the patriarch of the Qing tribe was flipping through the books, which were paper, but they seemed to be very old, and the pages were sallow and worn.

"Qingmo, Qingmo!"

A hoarse voice came from outside the window.

The patriarch raised his head, closed the book in his hand and hid it in his leather skirt, and approached the window warily.

"Don't worry about Qingmo, it's me, Hongsui. The hoarse voice outside the window rang out again.

After hearing this, Qing Mo, the patriarch of the Qing clan, let down his vigilance and hurriedly pushed open the window, but it seemed to be blocked, and only a thin crack was pushed open.

A few crumpled pieces of khaki paper came in the cracks.

Qingmo pulled out the paper, and before he could open it, the crack in the window was closed heavily.

"Farewell. ”

Hong Sui simply dropped a sentence, and there was a sound of clothes shaking outside the window, and it returned to calm.

Qingmo came to the lamplight, flattening the crumpled paper, and some obscure words were neatly written on it.

Qingmo seemed to understand, his expression was solemn, and he turned to surprise.

After a night of silence, Ah Fei jumped from a large tree in the center of the tribe, where he slept.

He was the only one in the tribe who did not have a mud house, not because the tribe did not give it to him, but because he did not want it.

In his words: Good man, the sky is the cover, the ground is the bed, and you sleep in the center!

Pat your belly out of the tribe, in the southeast of the tribe, there is an ice spring, no matter the season, it is as cold as ice.

The first thing Ah Fei does when he gets up every day is to soak in this spring water for a while, which is his daily practice.

There is a strange-looking tree beside the ice fountain, and the tree bears fruit one day a day, and the fruit is red and very delicious to look at.

This fruit tree has a miraculous feature: if the fruit on the tree is not picked, it will fall by itself in the afternoon, and in the evening, another fruit will be hung in the morning, and the fruit also has a unique feature, no matter how cold the body is, as long as you eat this fruit, it will definitely dispel the cold in a moment, which is exactly the opposite of an ice spring.

This is a fruit every day, which is Ah Fei's breakfast.

After soaking in the ice fountain, eating breakfast, and walking towards the tribe, ready to do today's work.

As soon as he entered the gate, the guard saw him and hurriedly ran over: "Ouch, I can be regarded as finding you, the patriarch is looking for you, go quickly!"

Ah Fei looked puzzled: What is this old guy looking for me?

Doubts are doubts, but they still have to go, in this entire tribe, he Ah Fei is not afraid of anyone, but he is in awe of this patriarch.

When he came to the house where the patriarch lived, he knocked on the door carefully, and got permission from the patriarch inside to "come in", and then he gently pushed the door in.

"Patriarch, are you looking for me?" Ah Fei shrunk his neck and hooked his hands, hehehe, smiled.

Qingmo glanced at him, didn't say anything, just threw him a few crumpled pieces of paper, which were the ones that Hongsui handed in last night.

Ah Fei took it in his hand and didn't look at it: "Patriarch, aren't you embarrassed for me, everyone knows that I can't read......"

Qingmo narrowed his eyes and recuperated, his lips moved slightly: "If you can't read, can I still not know?" ”

Ah Fei had no choice but to pick up the paper and prepare to deal with it symbolically.

But when he saw the font on it, Ah Fei was stunned: this is an ancient font, and it is also the only character that Ah Fei knows.

It's also strange to say, Ah Fei is illiterate not because he doesn't like to learn, and after learning on the front foot, he will forget everything about the back foot, just like he hasn't learned;

After carefully reading all the above contents, Ah Fei looked shocked, and looked up at Qingmo, who was still squinting: "Patriarch, what do you mean?"

The patriarch shook his head gently: "After reading it, go out and leave the paper." ”

Ah Fei walked out of the patriarch's room, gently pulled the door open, and walked out, still pondering what was written on the paper.

In the house, the Qingmo patriarch heard the door closed, and after Ah Fei's footsteps slowly moved away, he sighed: "It's time to come, it's still coming!"

Ah Fei's job is to patrol, leading a few patrol warriors to inspect outside the tribe to see if there are any enemy attacks or wild beasts.

The enemy attack is not a problem for Ah Fei, he is famous, and when he comes up against him, he will win half of the battle in terms of momentum, but the wild beast is different, this wild beast doesn't care what your prestige is, if you are hungry, even if the king of heaven stands in front of it, he will open his mouth to bite.

As the day passed, the sun set on the hill and spread the red all over the earth.

"Let's go!"

Ah Fei shouted, and several patrol warriors walked back with a smile on their faces as if they had been granted amnesty: Ah Fei didn't speak, they didn't dare to go back without permission.

Back at the tribe, everyone had already raised their campfires and were ready to eat.

In fact, all the earthen houses have stoves, so you can cook your own meals, but everyone still prefers to gather around the campfire, cook and eat together, so lively.

"Ah Fei, here and here!" Mu Yao saw Ah Fei's tall figure from a distance and waved at him.

Ah Fei heard someone calling him, and followed the sound to find Mu Yao, who was holding a skewer of roast local beef, and waved his left hand vigorously at him.

The earth cow is a vegetarian wild beast in the Eastern Great Wilderness, with a large earthy yellow head, two meters high on all fours, a strong tendon meat, only one eye on the face, triangular pupils, and a triangular distribution on the head, with three gray-white horns, white hooves and white tails.

The earth ox itself is not very aggressive, but when it is fur or its life is threatened, the sharp horn on its head is no joke, and with brute force, not to mention people, even the tall door wall is enough to resist its several impacts.

When hunting this native ox, including Ah Fei, and several strong warriors, it took a lot of effort.

walked up to Mu Yao and sat down, grabbed the skewer of local beef from her hand, stuffed it into her mouth without caring whether it was roasted or not, and swallowed it without chewing twice.

"It's not ripe......" Mu Yao muttered quietly.

Ah Fei didn't hear it clearly, thinking that he had complained about robbing her of meat, and said a little dissatisfied: "Isn't it just to eat your piece of meat, and then roast it for you." ”

couldn't help but say, he snatched the meat that had just been roasted and was about to be eaten from the hands of the person on the other side of him, and stuffed it into Mu Yao's hands.

The person who was robbed of the meat stopped doing it, and he was about to curse when he stood up, but when he saw that the person next to him was Ah Fei, he wilted back again, so he had to sulk and roast the meat again.

Mu Yao felt a little embarrassed, and smiled apologetically at the person who was robbed of the meat.

The person who was robbed of the meat glanced at Mu Yao and sat down on the side.

This made Mu Yao even more embarrassed, but Ah Fei didn't react, over the years, he had done all the "bad things", and he had long been used to white eyes.

After the dinner, everyone went back to their respective homes and got ready to go to bed, and Ah Fei climbed on the branch of the "Ah Fei Exclusive" tree as always, looking at the starry sky.

Qingmo paced around the room, his expression seemed to be a little anxious, his eyes looking to the window from time to time, his lips twitching, as if he was deciding something.

But there was silence outside the window, except for the rustle of leaves from the wind blowing through a few trees in the tribe.

In the early morning, the sky had just turned white, and before Ah Fei had gotten up, the door wall had already been noisily opened.

A bearded man in a shabby black cloak was forcing his way through the gate, and the warriors who were keeping vigil tried to stop it, but they couldn't stop it.

Ah Fei was woken up, jumped down from the tree in a rage, rubbed his eyes that had not yet fully opened, and walked towards the door wall where the sound came.

Because he couldn't see the road clearly, he hit his head on the thick tree trunk and knocked him down, which made him even more angry.

"What a noise, uncle, don't I know if I sleep!" he roared to the gate, and woke up all the people in the tribe who had not been woken up.

When Ah Fei saw the black-cloaked man in front of him, he thought it was an old man, forget it, but then he saw that his gray hair was covered and his blood-red eyes were covered, and he was immediately happy.

Wow! It's okay to make your grandfather go to sleep, but he's still a Red Clansman!

Without saying a word, he slapped him directly.

There was no expected crisp sound: the man raised his arm and easily blocked Ah Fei's palm.

The warriors were stunned: In this world, apart from the patriarch, is there anyone else who can take Ah Fei's brute force so easily?

Ah Fei didn't expect it either, but he just stopped for a moment, and kicked up on his foot again, the man was unhurried, turned sideways to the side, dodged Ah Fei's big footboard, and kicked his other leg at the same time.

Ah Fei lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hurry, please ask the patriarch!" Seeing that Ah Fei was deflated, a warrior hurriedly shouted.

It didn't take long for the patriarch Qingmo to walk quickly to the door wall with the support of several people.

At this time, Ah Fei was countered by the man with his right hand and stepped on the ground.

"Hong Sui, what are you doing here? Don't let it go!" Qingmo glanced at the man in black cloak and stopped his behavior.

Hong Sui let go of Ah Fei's arm, stepped on his feet and moved away, clapped his hands, raised his eyes and looked at Qingmo indifferently: "I'll see what kind of ability this famous Ah Fei has." ”

As soon as Ah Fei was released, he immediately attacked from behind Hong Sui, but was punched in the stomach by Hong Sui's backhand.

Ah Fei suddenly felt that his intestines were displaced, and he couldn't help but lie on the ground directly in pain, holding his stomach tightly with his hands, and his body arched into shrimp.

"Qingmo, go to your room and talk. After speaking, he went straight to the direction where Qingmo's house was, Qingmo glanced at Ah Fei on the ground helplessly, shook his head, and asked people to help him back to rest.

Ah Fei was helped away and left aside for the time being, Hongsui and Qingmo entered the room, and Qingmo ordered everyone to quit and not to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

Not long after the door was closed, there was a sudden sound of two people arguing in the room, and then the door was opened heavily, and Hong Sui walked out with a cold face, and it seemed that the conversation between the two was not very pleasant.

Qingmo, who had an unsightly face, stood in the room, looked at the departing Hongsui, and sighed deeply.