More sinister things are yet to come.

After the wooden thorns were lowered, Han Chengcheng found some wooden sticks that were not too thick and put them on the mouth of the earthen pit, covering them with leaves and other things, and the leaves were covered with a layer of nets that had been woven by the people of the tribe and were much larger than the mouth of the cave.

The net is tied with rope around the perimeter and then firmly tied to the stump of a tree nailed near the trap.

The rope on the net is kept long to ensure that the boar can reach the bottom of the pit after it has sunken.

The reason for this web is that some beasts are really ferocious, especially in life-threatening moments, and can often burst out with extremely amazing power.

In order to prevent the wild boar from escaping again after falling into the trap, Han Chengcheng made an extra layer of net as a bond.

In this way, it will be much more insured.

After the net was laid out, a fine layer of soil was sprinkled on top, and the new soil was covered with some grain that had been harvested to dig the pit.

If you take a closer look at the surroundings, it looks pretty much the same as before.

The elder brother stood on the side and looked at this land that didn't look unusual, and sucked in the flowers.

Miko's trick is too ruthless, isn't it?

But thinking about the scene of the wild boar that had ruined so many crops falling into it and churning, I couldn't help but laugh again.

Ruthless is ruthless, not enough to his taste.

Wu also came over, and kept telling people not to come here, especially the children in the tribe, not to go near here.

If you don't pay attention to your own people and fall into it, it will be too sad.

After making the trap here, Han Cheng and a few other hunting experts such as Senior Brother and Yan carefully surveyed the terrain on this side of the hillside to find traces.

In the places where several wild boars passed, which may be larger, several waves of people were divided, and arranged as before.

However, the scale is not as large as the previous trap area.

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting in the west, these traps were also set up, and the tribesmen carefully left from the edge of the traps.

These traps are marked with signs that they can read, so that someone will not get into the trap and get hurt before they have time.

The golden sun shone obliquely, the wind blew, and the golden grains crashed against each other, making a soft rustling sound, and then hugged each other like golden waves and went into the distance.

On the walls of the tribe, many people are watching this scene that they can't get enough of, and the joy and satisfaction in their hearts cannot be expressed in words.

And the eyes of many people fell on the far edge of the grain field, where there was something called a trap that they had made to protect the grain.

Before, they were worried that the wild boars would come again and spoil the fruits of their labor, but now, they are worried that these guys will not come.

Compared with the worries of other people in the tribe, Han Cheng was much more indifferent, not that he had any superpowers and could predict that the wild boar would definitely come, but that he remembered a local saying from his hometown in later generations - "The old sow arched to the sweet potato cellar"

Often, this phrase is often used to describe a child who is hungry.

The family bought some delicious snacks, and the child just went to eat them, and his mouth kept talking, and then the words would fall on his head.

The meaning of this sentence is that the pig that has arched to the sweet potato cellar has tasted the sweetness, and will go there twice in three days in the future, and then go to eat until the sweet potato is completely eaten, or it is found and beaten badly.

The Qingque tribe does not have sweet potato cellars, but there are large tracts of millet that are about to ripen.

These wild boars have found such a good place, and they should not eat it once and then stop visiting.

After all, they had eaten very happily last night, and no one had disturbed them.

This is also the biggest reason why Han Cheng spent a lot of effort to create traps in the places they had ravaged last night, and the traps placed elsewhere did not have such a fine foundation.

The twilight gradually fell, and after dinner, the people of the tribe sat in the courtyard in twos and threes, enjoying the comfort of the meal and the coolness of the night.

If there were more red sparks in the night, it would be even more fascinating......

There are few mosquitoes here, because in front of the house and behind the house, Han Cheng asked people to transplant a lot of calamus and mint plants with insect repellent effect next to the riverside ditch, and by now, it has spread.

Some people are looking up at the bright and mysterious starry sky, and some people are climbing the fence to look at the traps on the edge of the valley field.

It's just that they are trapped in the darkness, and they can't see too far, and they don't know if there is an expected harvest for the traps hidden in the darkness and on the edge of the grain field.

"Son of God......

Someone finally lost his breath and opened his mouth to light a torch made of pine resin and some linen scraps, and go over to see if there was any catch in the trap.

Han Cheng refused with a smile.

The most important thing in the trap is to calm down, and at this time you can't say anything to look over, otherwise it is easy to startle the snake and give up all your efforts.

Everyone sat here again for a while, and in the dark night, there was no different sound, and everyone went back to their rooms one after another.

There are also some who can't sleep, and continue to stand on the fence, looking out where they can't see......

In the room, the faint dim light was on for a while, and then it went out, and Han Cheng hugged Bai Xuemei, who was as soft as a big bear, and fell asleep.

The night is getting dark......

"Bang ......"

"Miko! Miko ......"

A rush of knocks and shouts broke the silence of the night, and suddenly rang out outside the door.

Han Cheng was frightened, woke up from his dream, and after being a little confused, his mind cleared up a lot.

"What's the matter?"

"Miko! There is a wild boar screaming in the west, it must have fallen into a trap, let's go and see ......"

The voice of the elder brother and the mourning sounded, with irrepressible excitement.

"Whew~"

Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was for this.

"No one is allowed to go, go back to sleep honestly!"

Han Cheng, who was disturbed from a clear dream, with some anger to get up, after giving the death order, he hugged Bai Xuemei, who was also awake and sat up, to lie down and continue to sleep.

These guys, all of whom are leaders, why can't they hold their breath like this? I went out in the middle of the night in the dark, and I didn't rely on it at all.

The two men outside the door had eaten a closed door, stood here for a while, and then turned away, and continued to climb the fence to listen to the movement coming from there, with excitement and itching.

This feeling of not being able to see it when you know that there is a harvest is really uncomfortable, just like having a fluffy tail constantly teasing in your heart.

Looking back at the house where the Son of God lived, which was still immersed in darkness, the two met and smiled bitterly, feeling that the Son of God could really calm down and sleep, but could only suffer in this night that seemed to be endless, waiting for the dawn to come......