It was about four o'clock in the morning, and the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe, except for Song Yong, had long been asleep for a long time.

Perhaps it was the cruel environment of the primordial plane that had made them accustomed to death.

Therefore, their performance is far stronger than Song Yong imagined.

So even six or seven hours ago, their leader had his big teeth hanging, and the woman Thistle had lost her man, and the badger slave had lost her father.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, everyone else chose to go to bed.

The reason is simple: the sky is big, the earth is big, and there is no tomorrow to hunt the most, because if they do not hunt and pick as many wild vegetables as possible before the cold winter comes, they will face the end of the whole tribe.

And if you don't have a good rest at night, it will inevitably make you lose energy during the hunt, and if you don't do it, there will be other chaos.

Such a mess will also kill people.

Therefore, a long and difficult life has long taught primitive people to face death, and when the leader's big teeth are hanging, their grief is naturally quite sad.

But in the midst of sadness, what to do, then what to continue to do.

So, not long after everyone had fallen asleep, some not-so-harmonious sound arose in the cave.

On the one hand, the death of the clansmen, and on the other hand, the manufacturing process of the reproduction of the new clansmen, after such seemingly opposing things blended together, Song Yongdu felt a strange harmony.

As for the funeral of the chieftain Big Tooth, it was completed long before they slept.

In the depths of the cave, the Grey Rabbit tribe had already hoarded enough firewood, and took out a small part of it to build a bed-shaped firewood pile.

Then, the Thistle washed the leader's big teeth, and was replaced with one of his best rabbit skin aprons, and placed on the firewood.

Then the badger slave, who looked ignorant, took a piece of wood from the fire and set the firewood on fire.

I don't know why, but the flame in the firewood pile is particularly vigorous, and the residue after the burning of the firewood pile is also rare and clean.

When the flames were completely extinguished, there was only a huge pile of ash left on the ground.

When the temperature of the ash had cooled, the thistle wiped the last tears from the corners of her eyes.

With her and Big Tooth's only cub, the badger slave, she carefully collected all the ashes mixed with Big Fang's ashes into a rabbit skin with both hands.

Eventually, the ashes were poured into the fire.

In their words: From now on, the leader Bigtooth will always be with the spirits of the ancestors, protecting them and guiding them in their direction.

Throughout, the members of the Grey Rabbit tribe stood in silence to watch their leader being cremated.

When the ashes of the leader Daya were thrown into the fire, Song Yong could even see that there was a strong sense of envy on the faces of the other male members.

Because it is said that only the leaders of the tribe, as well as the ashes of hunters who have done great deeds for the tribe, are eligible to be thrown into the fire......

After the funeral of the former leader, all the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe knelt on the ground in front of their new leader, Song Yong.

On this point, Song Yong's opposition seems to have no effect.

On the one hand, he is a role in the guidance of the Ancestral Spirits, and will bring them to prosperity, and the manipulation shown by Song Yong in the past two days alone has completely proved the correctness of the Ancestral Spirits.

On the other hand, in the process of the previous leader, Big Tooth, the one who brought Song Yong's actions.

In the Gray Rabbit Tribe, it can only be used to represent one meaning: the previous leader, Big Tooth, taught the most important sacrificial means of the tribe to the next leader.

Therefore, no matter how Song Yong opposed, there is only one result: invalidity.

In the flickering of cigarette butts, Song Yong, who was hiding in the shadows at the entrance of the cave, had been smoking a cigarette for a night unconsciously.

Outside the cave, the sky grew brighter, and light penetrated through the rocks blocking the cave.

After faintly shining on Song Yong's face, you can find that this young man's face looks extremely haggard at the moment.

The short hair, which was originally full of energy, now looks messy and greasy, and the pair of eyeballs in the eye sockets are also full of fine bloodshots.

Soon, another cigarette was burned to the end.

As if to vent the depression in his heart, Song Yong slammed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stepped on it heavily.

At his feet, cigarette butts had already been thrown all over the place.

Immediately, Song Yong's hand habitually touched the cigarette case in his pocket again, and this time he touched a completely empty cigarette case.

The two packs of cigarettes he put in his left and right trouser pockets were finally clean.

"Hey~" Like a big farmer who has suffered from the plague, the new leader of the gray rabbit tribe who doesn't know how many generations he has counted, hugged his head and sighed again.

The hard-pressed young man is in a painful struggle at the moment.

Even after a night of decision-making, he had no way to make a final decision, whether he was resigned to his fate and became the leader of this broken leader who was not even as good as the captain of the production team.

Or ran out regardless of it, and continued to move bricks and build walls on the construction site.

If he could choose, he would definitely choose to go back and continue to move bricks, which represents his bright future and life, as well as compensation for the guilt of his parents in his hometown.

It's just that he also knows that the guilt of the Gray Rabbit tribe for the rest of his life, as well as the call from the fire, will torture him for the rest of his life.

The question is, if you really want to be the leader of the tribe of this Laozi.

This small tribe, which is not even comparable to the size of the production team, is a lot of scary, and it needs to stay in the primitive era plane for a long time to deal with it.

As a result, he was bound to give up his job on the construction site.

At this critical crossroads of life, how can he make choices freely......

Gradually, the people of the cave all got up, and it was evident that their new leader was in a state of intense depression.

For this reason, they deliberately lowered the movements of their hands and did not affect Song Yong's thinking.

But inevitably, they were also affected by Song Yong's frustration, and everyone suffered a little bit from gaining and losing.

In this case, Ji Strode in front of Song Yong.

After a night passed, Song Yong could no longer see a look of weakness on the face of the young widow, but instead had a stronger temperament than before.

Looking at Song Yong, Ji said solemnly:

"Yong, the new leader of our Grey Rabbit Tribe, I don't know why you have such a depressed expression?"

"But I know that you are now the hope of all the Grey Rabbit tribes, and if you can show strength, then the tribe will not have any fear, and if you show weakness, then the tribe will be worried and lose the courage to fight and live. ”

"So, no matter what, please be strong for everyone. After saying that, the thistle bowed heavily.

Perhaps it came from the strength of the thistle, which made Song Yong a little embarrassed.

Or maybe he thought about it, and now that the space-time channel has not been restored, there is no way to go back, and he still has two days to slowly think about it.

So Song Yong took a big breath and stood up to look at the tribesmen who were looking at him.

He shouted with all his might: "Hurry up and eat something and go, we will fill the cave with bacon before the snow comes." ”

After Song Yong's shout sounded, the primitive natives were still a little unable to react, and the scene was slightly embarrassing.

Fortunately, the girl in Gardenia reacted in time, raised her arms and cheered loudly: "Brave! Long live~"

Suddenly, other clansmen also joined the ranks, adding a fiery vitality to this late autumn morning.