The pottery 'colander' smashed on the door of his head, and after being shaken, the ash contained in it, which had not yet been blown away, leaked out, spilling Han Cheng's head and face.

There was a faint pain in his head, and one eye was fascinated.

Caught off guard by such an attack, Han Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side at the same time.

Then the head coincidentally got into the Kong Ming lantern, and the surroundings suddenly became a little gray.

"What the hell!"

Han Cheng screamed, and his two hands reflexively scratched at his head, trying to get rid of the thing that attacked him.

After touching this thing in his hands, the panic in his heart was much less, and through the touch, he already knew what it was.

Your uncle's!

Isn't that precise?

Han Cheng pulled his head out of the Kong Ming lantern that had gone and returned, and cursed indignantly in his heart.

At the most critical moment of playing handsome, you gave one, isn't this a deliberate demolition?

Annoyed and angry, Han Dashenzi wanted to throw this unknown thing to the ground and give a few kicks to relieve his anger.

The one-eyed one eye was shocked to the deformed stone, and he couldn't help it.

"Take it!"

Angry, he stuffed the Kong Ming lantern in his hand into the stone hand, and quickly wiped the left eye that was stung by the ashes with the back of his clean right hand.

The shouts like a tsunami gradually subsided, and the inside and outside of the courtyard returned to calm, quieter than when I watched Kong Ming's lantern flying into the sky before, and it was almost audible when a pin dropped.

The rest of the place was dark, and above the wall, the place where Han Cheng and the others were staying was not dark at all, and a pile of fire was lit here for lighting.

The existence of a flash was originally intended to allow people to just see the movements of several of them, but now it is ......

Looking at the Miko with black ash on his head, bending over and constantly wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, everyone grew their mouths.

The change in the style of painting was so sudden, so sudden that primitive people couldn't accept it, so that they dropped their jaws on the ground.

After this consternation lasted for a while, many people who recovered from their stunned began to hold back laughter.

Although they knew that it was not appropriate to have this kind of emotion at this time, but they didn't know why, when they saw the appearance of Miko on the wall at this time, they couldn't help but want to laugh.

The fear of the Son of God that arose because of Kong Ming's lantern ascension to heaven before also disappeared.

The Divine Son is still the Divine Son who is smart and intelligent and does not have too many shelves, and has not become a high-flying existence that makes people afraid to touch.

Everyone who found out about this matter breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the smiles on their faces became even more.

Han Cheng, who wiped his eyes with saliva for a while, finally rescued his eyes from that discomfort.

With his red eyes open, looking at the people who couldn't help laughing, Rao is Han Cheng was thick-skinned enough, and he still couldn't bear this embarrassment.

"Scattered, scattered!"

He looked a little irritated and waved his hand to let the crowd disperse and go back to sleep.

The few words that were originally prepared could not be said at this time.

Everyone returned to the house one after another, and the smiles on their faces were even greater.

Han Cheng was extremely depressed, as long as he looked at the expressions of these guys who were smiling as if they were constipated, he knew that in the future, what happened to him tonight would definitely become a hot topic for them.

What's so funny about that?

Wasn't it just that Kong Minglan hit his head and put his head in again? Is it worth being so happy?

A group of primitive people with outrageously low laughs.

A certain black-faced god muttered indignantly.

Turning his head and seeing that this guy was holding Kong Ming's lantern and playing silly, Han Cheng was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

If it weren't for you kid, what would I have gotten this Kong Ming lantern?

Also, you kid is so close to me, you didn't know to pull me just now? Still smiling at this time?

The unlucky stone was quickly angered by the angry Han Dashenzi, and he received two slaps on the back of the head.

The two slaps not only did not knock his smile away, but made him smile even more.

This guy is hopeless......

After Han Cheng gave such a definition of the stone, he snorted angrily and went down the ladder to the wall and went all the way to the room where he lived.

I don't want to be with these guys who have no discipline, don't know what the Son of God thinks, and are anxious about what the Son of God is anxious about......

The sunlight is scattered on the ground, warming the land that has just experienced a cold winter, making everything that has been silent for a winter gradually become agitated.

Han Cheng, who took off his coat and was standing in the ditch, held a bone shovel in his hand, and kept shoveling the loose soil outside the ditch.

After shoveling the soil, the small flower bed that he completed independently was completely dug and could finally be built with stones.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard gate, Han Cheng turned his head, and only the stone guy trotted all the way back, his face full of excitement.

His excitement came from the few long worms he was carrying.

Ever since Han Cheng's Kong Ming lantern made of snake skin had flown into the sky, the snakes near the tribe had fallen into blood mold.

One by one, they became trembling, and as long as they were seen, they would not want to run away.

Among them, the next witch who is not doing his job is the most active, and he has become the natural enemy of the snake.

The stone has already made up his mind to make a bigger Kong Ming lantern, preferably the kind that can sit on people.

Han Cheng was also very excited, he didn't have the grand wish of going to heaven like a stone, he was just simply rejoicing in the delicate snake meat that was about to be eaten in his mouth.

The snakeskin accumulated, and the stones appeared in the foundation of the small flower beds, and gradually began to increase.

Eventually, it emerges from the ground and continues to rise.

During this time, the green willows by the river held back the buds like rice grains and stretched out again.

The various flower buds that have been nurturing for a long time begin to bloom, exuding bursts of fragrance, seducing the buzzing flower thieves of the Qingque tribe to help them with limited mobility in the past to 'push their butts', so as to complete the feat of inheritance of the ancestry.

The swallows that flew back landed on the ropes, and the notes on the staff were generally chirping, discussing how to build a nest of love.

Bai Xuemei, who was already a little pregnant, took out the silkworm seeds she had treasured for a long time and carefully placed them in the dustpan where some tender mulberry leaves were placed, so that the warm sunlight could wake up these sleeping little lives.

The land area of the Qingque tribe is also increasing, and the land that has been turned over is lazily stretching in the warm sunshine, waiting for the seed to come, so as to give birth to life......

Far from the tribes, the trade groups were also not idle, leading the deer, carrying the dogs, carrying the weapons, carrying the goods and stones, and continuing to march forward, ready to go to the next tribe.