After dark, in the cave where the Grey Rabbit tribe lived.

Most of the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe, who had been busy all day, had already rubbed their empty bellies and fallen asleep early, and in comparison, this night undoubtedly seemed much quieter.

It is estimated that when the stomach is empty, those big men have no other superfluous ideas.

Regarding this, Song Yong, the former former Sanhe god, has a very deep understanding of this.

The exception is that Song Yong, Ji, the new captain of the hunting team, and the six fingers with the best craftsmanship among the stonemasons, the four people with the highest status and prestige in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, sat around the fire and began to discuss the future of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

As for the previous leader, Big Tooth, he no longer has the energy to participate in these things.

Just after dark, he had just woken up and was fed a small half bowl of rabbit broth by thistle, and then fell asleep again.

Even after falling asleep, Big Tooth's spirit looks extremely sluggish, and it seems that if he continues like this, Big Tooth will definitely have little time.

Since it was the spirit of the ancestors who said that you would lead us out of the predicament, then we will listen to you for everything. ”

The first person to speak was thistle, a woman who was originally covered in strong tendons and flesh, and after not seeing her for more than half a year, she was also very emaciated.

Only the way of speaking and doing things still maintains the original style.

As she spoke, the thistle was still dealing with the half of the hare's hooves in her hand.

With the addition of a handful of raspberries, such a small thing is also all the food that the thistle has received tonight, so the thistle is very careful and meticulous when eating.

After a while, Song Yong could see dense tooth marks on the hare's hooves.

To put it mildly, it's not such a nice adjective: none of the bones that a dog has gnawed have been as clean as she has gnawed.

Don't look at the little bit of food in thistle's hands, under the distribution of all the tribesmen, her portion of this food is still at the middle and upper level.

It can be seen that the food supply of the Gray Rabbit tribe is really tense to the extreme.

It is precisely because of this that Song Yong refused the bowl of broth given to him at night, and he had eaten a portion of yellow braised chicken rice at noon, confident that with the oil and water in his stomach, he could still not eat it for a day or two.

In this case, it also saves some valuable food for the Gray Rabbit tribe......

After Ji expressed his position, the remaining three also expressed their belief that the guidance of the spirit of the ancestors would give full support to Song Yong's next moves.

It's just that in this way, Song Yong's head completely grows bigger.

Because he found that he was still too naïve before.

According to his previous thoughts, after compensating the Gray Rabbit Tribe with the materials he carried, he would leave immediately, and he would never come to this place again before he died.

But according to the current development, he seems to have become a shareholder by speculating in stocks, and he was completely trapped by the gray rabbit tribe.

After letting him leave his things, it is obvious that he will not be able to let go of those knots in his heart, and it is estimated that everything here will still torment him like a nightmare for some time to come.

"Damn! This place is so poisonous. I don't know how many times, Song Yong complained like this in his heart again.

But after spitting out, he still has to find a way to solve these things faced by the Gray Rabbit tribe one by one.

First of all, he needed to find a way to heal the six wounded, including the leader's big tooth.

Without exception, they are all the best hunters of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, and without them, the hunting ability of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, at least half of them have been weakened.

He had also checked it before, and the strong smell on the bodies of those wounded was only because they had not turned over and bathed for a long time, and their backs were covered with bedsores.

The other previous trauma had almost healed in the treatment of witch medicine and the recuperation for more than half a year.

The problem that left them bedridden, and even gradually worsened, was the internal injuries that had accumulated in their bodies, and Song Yong had nothing to do about them.

Even if he goes back to the modern plane and gets some anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan Baiyao, it doesn't matter if they can come in handy.

In terms of time, it is a little too late, and then all hope can only be pinned on the witch potion made by the red cypress tribe.

After thinking of this, Song Yong took his few black garbage bags.

After opening it in front of thistle and others, several of them secretly glanced at each other in private, and the same meaning in their eyes:

Sure enough, this kid Yong went back to his previous Huaxia tribe again.

Otherwise, how could so many strange things appear in his hands, that Huaxia tribe must be incomparably strong!

In those crystal bags, the powder like snow was refined salt, which they had seen in Song Yong's place last time.

What was hard for them to accept was that there was so much salt in a whole black bag.

They couldn't even imagine how many rabbits they would have to catch in exchange for so much high-quality refined salt.

Anyway, it is far from enough to catch the rabbits in the ancestral hunting grounds to extinction.

In addition, those steel kitchen knives, axes, and hand saws, they could guess that they were tools of strange materials, and they were extremely rare treasures for even a big man like Akabai.

The only thing they couldn't see was the large pile of tiny particles of ice.

Seeing this, Song Yong gave one to each of them, and then gestured to throw a piece into his mouth;

It's so sweet!

When this sweet taste exploded in their mouths, they were reminded of the berries they had eaten when they were children.

It was the happiest and carefree time of their entire lives......

"You see, with these things, can you get enough witch medicine from the Red Cypress tribe back. Song Yong pointed to a pile of things in front of him and asked the three of them.

This pile of stuff is not all he has brought with him,

Instead, Song Yong took out twenty packets of iodized salt, about a pound of rock sugar, and a kitchen knife from it, and planned to take out the things to exchange.

"That's enough! The scoundrel looked at the pile and replied, a little hesitant in his tone.

Last time, he took a few hunters from the tribe to the Chibai tribe to exchange witch potions, and he had the greatest say in this matter.

After hesitating for a while, he still expressed the worry in his heart:

"Last time, the head of the Crimson tribe was very interested in the things we brought with us, and wanted to know where we got them, but later I realized that it was the last point on our hands, so he didn't continue to ask. ”

"What should we do if they ask about the origin of these things again this time?"

Song Yong still knew the truth that the husband was innocent and guilty, and he naturally knew that if he let the Chibai tribe have some ideas because of this, it would be a huge disaster for the gray rabbit tribe.

But now, they don't have a choice.

For this reason, Song Yong could only answer: "Let's just say that it is a caravan called the Huaxia tribe from afar, and we exchanged rabbits for rabbits when they passed by." ”

After hearing this, the hooligan nodded, and accepted this method that was not a solution......

After the problem of the wounded was solved, it was the turn of the future food problem.

Seeing that winter is coming, the berries that can be harvested in the mountains are becoming less and less until they are completely extinct, and all kinds of relatively docile prey will also hide, making it more difficult to find their traces.

In this manner, What does the Grey Rabbit Tribe eat?

Faced with this problem, even Song Yong has no good solution, the only thing he can do is to set off with the hunting team tomorrow, go around to see the field, maybe he can find a good way.

At the same time, Song Yong, who had been worrying about food in his heart, did not notice a small detail.

When he said 'Huaxia tribe', the expressions of Ji and the others were quite exciting, and even developed quite rich associations.

For a while, even some things that they didn't think were too important, they forgot to explain it to Song Yong for a while.